Paul Lahote One Shots

Protect Me: I Think You're the One

"Nice punch Swan." Paul smirked her way as Charlie held her close kissing her forehead. "She gets it from her old man. I don't know what you were doing here but I'm glad you were son. Eva.. you I'll be right back. I need to go with them down to the station. You're okay right? I can stay." Charlie asked holding her at arms length. Eva shook her head pulling him in for a hug. "No go. I'm fine." She kissed his cheek and Charlie nodded towards Paul before following the last officer out.

Eva plopped down on the couch with a sigh. "Out of all the ways that I have almost died, and ways I can die with being around supernatural creatures.. this is the way that almost did it." She let out a humorless chuckle. Paul put his phone away and leaned against what used to be a dresser that the tv stood on. "I've let Sam know what went down with your...friend, and Cullen." Eva nodded and stood slapping her hands against her jeans. "Well...I think I need to start cleaning up." She looked around in disdain frowning.

"You almost get shot and you want to clean? You're so fucking weird." Paul snorted, his dark eyes assessing her. Eva shrugged smiling. "I can't help it. It'll take everything off my mind. Maybe even Alice's words." Paul cocked his head to the side. "The whole settling down with a mutt thing?" Eva nodded heading towards the kitchen and Paul followed slowly behind. The kitchen was mostly intact. "Yeah. I wonder if she was right." Eva muttered grabbing a broom. She started sweeping up the glass and Paul watched her for a moment.

"Maybe. What do you think?" He asked, his fingers flexing. "Well it leaves process of elimination. Sam is with Emily, Jared..I think Jacob said he imprinted on some nice girl named Kim. Embry is sweet but isn't my type, and Quil...just isn't for me. Jake..never will happen." She chuckled. "You forgot one." He stated gruffly. Eva stopped sweeping looking at him.

"Well..you..you..you hate me." She stuttered. Paul let out a laugh that made Eva bite her cheek. "I mean I don't hate you. I just saved your life. Sure like I said you're a weirdo drawn to all this supernatural drama...but you surely aren't hatebable." He chuckled making his way forward taking the broom from her hands. "In fact..." He stated putting the broom against the wall.

He pulled her by the jacket close to him. "I think you just might be likeable." He chuckled. "Might being the operative word." He narrowed his eyes, looking her over. "Hmmm." Eva hummed staring at him as a tense silence blanketed over them.

*Time Skip*

Paul laughed as Eva rolled on top of him, the sand covering them both. Sam watched smiling as he looked down at the little five year old girl in his arms. She was slightly tanned and had Eva's brown eyes and Paul's smile. "Uncle Sam...can you tell me the story again how Mommy and Daddy met?" She asked pouting up at him. Sam laughed nodding as Emily came over, her own belly protruding slightly.

Sam sat on the sand with Emily at his side. "Well you see your mommy slapped your daddy when they first met..." He started and her little eyes lit up as her uncle told her the story she's heard a thousand times.