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Paul POV

I ran out of the house faintly hearing Bella shout something. I started running towards Sam but never made it because I was so angry I had to stop. I was snarling and attacking anything and everything.

Why can't I do anything right? I finally get Bella back and I have to ruin it by being an ass. My brain yelled at me.

Your Paul Meraz what does it matter what a human girl thinks? Oh goodie the bad voice was back, I was really starting to miss him.

She's my wife of course it matters. I snarled again.

I shook my head. Maybe I just need a break, to get out for a while. A thought struck me and I was racing towards La Push Cemetery in the next second. I jumped over the fence accidently knocking over the sign saying 'No entry after dusk'. I looked at the head stones . . . Jones . . . Sitka . . . Buckle . . . Ah Meraz. I bowed my head slight touching my parents headstones with my nose. I looked at Khoen's headstone and let a baseball sized tear fall. It landed on her headstone and I watched as it ran down over her name slowly. I flopped down putting my head on my paws.

I could hear Sam and the others running around but I ignored them, trying to block or build a wall so they couldn't hear me.

Mom, dad? I know I've probably disappointed you a lot in the last while but I don't know what to do anymore. I try and find my daughter but when I do that I'm hurting my sons and Bella but I don't know what I should do. Should I stay and take care of what family I have now or should I go find Molly?

I sighed closing my eyes. I remembering when I first held Molly, she was so tiny and I couldn't help but chuckle remembering how she growled at Seth, her imprint, copying her dad. The way her little hands wrapped around my pinkie and her eyes followed my every move as I made Bella, Micah and Noah's breakfast. She huffed every time I messed up her hair and Alice swore she would be the little girly girl. I was still certain she'd have my attitude but Bella's looks.

I looked at Khoen's grave and try to put a smile on but it was kind of hard to do in wolf form. I phased and put my shorts on. I sat on the damp grass feeling the water seep through my shorts. I crossed my hands over my knees that were brought up to my chest. I felt small and vulnerable but I'm sure if someone attacked me I wouldn't care.

"I don't know if I can do this anymore; The heart break of hearing my wife cry in her sleep because our daughter was taken by her psycho ex is getting to be too much. Micah and Noah look at me like I'm supposed to be some kind of hero.

"I'm not a hero, I'm just a random guy that turns into an over sized puppy, Khoen. You know Micah asks me every morning 'Is Molly home yet?' It hurts having to look at him and say no because I can't do anything about it. I want my daughter back, I want my wife back I want my life back. I know I hurt you when I decided to go home with Jared and it killed me to see you crying for me to stay and I think about it every day but no matter what I'm glad I have my sons and Bella and even my daughter even after all this. I want to regret not getting into that car with you but I can't because it brought me my family. I don't even regret getting married or having kids. Can you believe that Khoen? Me, married with three gorgeous children,"

I sat quiet for a while rambling off in my head before picking myself and my self pity up and heading for home. Before I left I placed my hand on Khoen's head stone and whispered softly, "I miss you, baby sister,"

I phased and ran as fast as I could back home. I walked into the house and was confused when I didn't hear screaming children or smell food cooking. I looked at the clock, 12:34; Bella is usually up by now. "Bella?" I called only to be answered by an echo through the house.

I walked upstairs and looked into our room but the bed was still made. She wouldn't have left would she? I ran to the backyard but again no one was there, I walked back into the kitchen and even checked the living room. I groaned. "Daddy?" I heard Noah's voice yell out from upstairs. I ran up and pushed open his bed room door and let out a sigh of relief. Noah looked at me pouting and wiggling. He was in-between Bella and Micah. Bella and Micah were fast asleep. "Daddy, I stuck and I gotta go pee!" He looked like he was about to burst into tears.

I chuckled. "Okay buddy, c'mon grab my hand and I'll save you," I reached down and he grabbed my large hand with both his small ones. I pulled him free and Micah rolled closer to Bella who hugged him closer to her chest. I placed Noah on the ground and he ran for the bathroom. I walked over to Bella and Micah and gently picked them up. Might as well make the most of it, I thought wryly. I carried both of them to Bella's and my bed placing them under the covers. I got in on the other side of Micah and soon after a few Marco/Polo calls Noah joined us cuddling into my chest.

"Daddy?" He peaked up at me through his lashes.

"Yeah Buddy?" I stroked his hair back down and he pouted. He hated his hair being messed with almost as much as Molly did.

"When is my baby sister gonna be here?" He yawned and stretched accidently hitting Micah. Micah grunted but cuddled closer to Bella.

"I promise Noah as soon as we found Molly we'll bring her home." I smiled at him.

Noah huffed sounding annoyed. "I don't mean Mowwy I mean my other baby sister," He spoke as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

I paused for a second. "Noah did mommy tell you something daddy should know about?" She's not pregnant is she?

"No, but I had a dream Mowwy was home and you were holding a new baby girl and I also wanna know why I have so many little brothers?" He looked so innocent.

"Sorry buddy it just doesn't work like that and what else did you dream about?" I was really curious now.

Noah shrugged. "Well I saw you and Uncle Petew laughing at Mowwy and then momma gave you another baby. You said I was a big brother again and Micah came over but he had a cast on his arm."

"Whoa whoa whoa, slow it done buddy, who is Uncle Peter?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I don't know but he was funny and he caught me when I jumped off the big rock." He nodded his head excitedly sending his curls dancing.

"Okay how 'bout you go back to sleep and we'll talk again tomorrow. Uncle Jasper, Auntie Alice, Uncle Emmett, Aunt Rose and Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle are coming by." He sighed and buried his face in the sheet cover us. I followed suit dreaming of my family and the picture Noah's words had imprinted into my head.