A/N: Hello! It's finally here you guys! My Paul/OC story! About damn time too, right? Well, this is a short chapter for the first one as I haven't been very inspired today. But it's something at least. This is mostly for Felicia as she has been looking forward to this for forever, so here you go, my dearest. And for everyone else, thank you for being so patient with me. So for now, enjoy.

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"Well, he's at it again," Faith commented, standing next to Iona and Dwayne on the boardwalk as they watched Paul mess around in the record shop. "This has got to be the ninth time this month."

"He must really like her," Iona agreed with a smile, leaning back against the railing. "And about time too."

Faith nodded and watched Paul dance around the record shop for a moment before glancing over at Dwayne. He'd been watching over her with Iona for a while now. David's orders were given to him to do that. With the new Masters in the area and Max becoming an issue again, David wasn't taking any chances with her getting caught in the mix. It annoyed her sometimes, even though she loved Dwayne and Iona. Hell, she loved her small family, but this whole watching over thing was getting to be a bit much. Even though she was scared of what could happen if some other vampire got a hold of her when David wasn't around.

"Do you think that he's going to try to make her part of the family?" Iona asked, earning Faith's attention once more. "Like we became part of the Lost Boys'?"

Faith shrugged. "I don't know. He doesn't even know her name yet. And he claims that he's a guy that doesn't settle for one girl."

"He'll change," Dwayne said, speaking for the first time in several minutes. "If he loves her."

The redhead smiled slightly. "That'd be something to look forward to."

"And then we'd have another Sister," Iona said, looking back at the record shop. "Marko could follow suit with his own girl. We'd have a complete family that Max couldn't touch. And then maybe we'd finally stand a chance against all of the new vampires in the area."

Faith's hand slid over her stomach and she closed her eyes as the scars burned. She could feel something pressing in closer to her, but she didn't know what it was. Or rather, who it was. She just knew that she didn't like it.

"Faith," Dwayne said, putting his hand on her arm. "Are you okay?"

"I'm…fine," Faith muttered, lying through her teeth.

"We need to get her away from here," Iona commented, causing Faith to open her eyes.

"No!" Faith exclaimed, shaking her head as she rubbed her stomach. "I don't want to leave the boardwalk! Paul is just getting situated in there and…I don't want to leave. Please, don't make me." She rubbed at her stomach again as the pain seared worse. "I can handle this…"

Iona and Dwayne shared a look over her head and Faith knew that they were communicating through their bond. She didn't share one with either of them as they didn't have a blood connection through Max. Iona pushed herself away from the railing.

"I'm getting David," she told Faith. "But we're not making you leave the boardwalk unless he wants you to."

Faith sighed and closed her eyes again. "Fine."

She felt Iona dart off into the crowd of the boardwalk and then Dwayne wrapped his arms around her, flattening her hand against her stomach to stop her from rubbing it. His touch relaxed her, but not by much.

"It's going to be all right," he promised her quietly, breathing softly in her ear. "I've got you, Faith. No one is going to touch you while I'm still alive. Just look over at Paul and watch him make an idiot of himself until David gets here."

Faith opened her eyes slowly and tried to forget about all of her problems while her wild blond brother fell in love for the first time.

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Paul sang under his breath and bounced on his toes as he browsed through some records in the store that he'd been visiting a lot in the past month. He had come here before when he wanted to filch things, but now, there was someone here that kept him coming with more eagerness. And he still tried to steal things, just to see what would happen if he got caught by her. Because seeing her face was just priceless in his opinion.

"And that's the one that I need," Paul decided, popping a record from a pile. "To my jacket you go!"

Something tapped him on the shoulder and he grinned.

Looks like I've been caught, Paul thought, putting his tongue in his cheek as he slowly turned around to find the girl that he'd been bothering staring at him. Ooh! A bat! I wonder what she intends to do with that thing.

The girl was a platinum blond dressed in tight jeans and a black shirt under a dark jacket and she had decent sized hoop earrings. Her dark eyes were currently narrowed at him and in her hands was a wooden bat which she was stroking like it was precious.

Paul tightened at the sight of her hands on the bat, wondering what it would be like to have her do that to him.

"Hello there, Beautiful," Paul said, smiling at her as he rocked back on his heels.

"I should have known it was you again," the girl said, frowning at him. "You've been in here so many times and you've already stolen three records from me and my boss. Well, you can't do it anymore, Blondie."

"Oh yeah?" Paul laughed. "What are you going to do about it? Beat me?"

"Maybe." She tapped him on the chest with the end of her bat. "Now, either put the record back or pay for it and leave."

Paul smiled and bowed, holding the record behind his back. "Whatever you wish, Beautiful."

The girl rolled her eyes. "I'd wish that you would leave."

"Can't do that. I like coming here and you guys need the service." Paul danced after her as she walked towards the front of the store, eyeing her shapely rear through the tight denim fabric. "You have a name, Beautiful?"

The girl jumped over the counter and set her bat down as she clicked a few buttons on the register. "Everyone has a name, Blondie. I just don't give mine to strangers."

"Well, let's fix that whole stranger thing," Paul said, leaning against the counter. "I'm Paul the Magnificent. Now your turn."

She fixed her dark gaze on him. "Nice try, but no."

Paul pouted. "Please? I want to know your name and call you it every time that I come in here."

"Fifteen ninety-five," the girl told him.

"That's not a name," Paul told her.

"It's the price for the record, Paul. I'm not giving you my name. Period."

Paul fished into his pocket for some money and eyed her with a frown. "I could find your name out some other way. I like bugging you. It's fun."

The girl gave him a look. "And I'm going to hit you with my bat if you try to do it again."

"Meanie." Paul held out a fifty. "Keep the change for yourself. Buy something nice."

The girl took the money and slid it into the register, counting out the change. She looked up as someone came out of the backroom.

"Hey Jessi!" the man called out, walking towards her and the Lost Boy. "We're almost out of the Billy Idol record that was released last week. I didn't think that would happen, but you know how popular he is lately."

Paul grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at the girl. "So, Jessi, is it?"

Color flooded her cheeks. "Toni! I did not want this guy to know my name!"

"Too late," Paul laughed. "Jessi, Jessi, Jessi!"

Toni smiled and held his hands up in surrender. "My bad."

Jessi sighed and raked a hand through her blonde hair before looking back at Paul. "Are we done now?" she asked, frowning at him. "I have things to do like kicking my boss' butt and I'd rather not have you around to see it, Paul."

Paul lifted an eyebrow at her. "I could hold him for you. That way you could get some decent punches in."

"Hey!" Toni protested.

"I can manage on my own." She pointed towards the door. "Now get out of here and kick your own ass on the way out."

Paul laughed. "All right Jessi. I'll see you around." He made a kissy face at her before scooping up his record and dancing over to the door. "I wish that I had Jessie's girl…"

His laughter died out when he heard the buzzing of his brother's voices in his head. Something was up and he didn't like it.

What's going on? Paul thought to his brother's.

Faith's freaking out on us, Dwayne told him. It's not good. Look.

Paul saw an image of Faith running away from David and the others, dashing across the beach. She wasn't looking back at them as they called out to her. She had one of her hands over her ears and the other on her stomach. And her shoes were off as she kicked up sand. Paul knew that this was bad if his Sister wasn't responding to her family or her mate.

I'm coming for her, Paul told them, darting out the door and pushing through the crowd.

She doesn't want you to come, Paul, Marko said and Paul could hear the pain in his voice. She said that she wanted you to stay on the boardwalk with that girl and try to make something happen before this went down.

Well tough shit. My Faith is in trouble and I'm going to be there for her to make her laugh this off. Because that's what she needs. She needs me and I'm coming for her. Just make sure she's all right when I get there.

"I'm coming Faith," Paul said, running across the boardwalk.

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Jessi watched Paul dart off like there was suddenly something important that he needed to do and sighed in relief. She had wanted him to leave the moment that he had come into her record shop, but she hadn't been able to force him out. It would have been bad for business if she forced out every customer that annoyed her.

"You really need a boyfriend," Toni commented, leaning against the counter like Paul had moments before. "You're far too cranky to not need someone to blow off that steam."

"And you need to cool it," Jessi shot back, pocketing the money that Paul had told her to keep. "You know that Jack won't let me have a boyfriend that he doesn't approve of first. And with our creeper roommates, getting a boyfriend isn't on the top of my lists right now." She frowned. "I need my own place."

"You do," Toni agreed before looking at the door. "That boy seemed to really like you."

"He likes to bug me, that's all." Jessi crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a look. "He likes to steal from you. You're just lucky that I caught him tonight and almost took him out with my bat."

Toni laughed. "I'm glad that you did. But we've got to work on that bat thing. It's not nice to threaten people with bats, Jessi. It could hurt the business."

"Says the man that just told me that we sold out of the Billy Idol record."

"I did say that, didn't I?"

Jessi nodded and smiled slightly. "I bought one."

"Good." Toni's eyes gleamed as he looked at her. "You know, one day you could be selling your own records in my shop too."

Jessi shook her head at that. "I won't get that lucky. My singing isn't that great and I only play the guitar with my brother. He's in the band with the others. I don't stand a chance at making it big, Toni. I really don't."

"Not with that attitude." Toni straightened and glanced at the clock on the wall. "I know that Jack and his band is playing on the boardwalk again tonight. How about I let you off early to go and see them play for a bit? Won't that be nice of your old boss?"

"You'd really do that? For me?"

"Duh. I'm not a terrible boss, Jessi."

Jessi jumped forward and wrapped her arms around her boss. "You're the best boss, Toni!"

"I know I am." Toni patted her on the back. "Now get out of here and go see the band play. I'll see you tomorrow."

Jessi tucked her bat in the corner before darting out of the record shop. She hurried through the crowd until she found her way to the concert portion of the boardwalk and causally made her way through that crowd until she was near the front. Her eyes searched the stage as she listened to the music of the band playing and she smiled as she saw her big brother, Jack, playing his electric guitar and singing next to one of his roommates.

"Jack…" she whispered, swaying to the music.

Her brother's eyes turned out to the crowd and he smiled as his eyes landed on her. A wink was cast in her direction and he tossed his blond head as he played on his guitar. Jessi laughed at her brother's display and bounced on her feet, letting herself get lost in the music of Death's Kiss, his band.

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A/N: Short. Drama, drama, drama. I like drama apparently. And lots of it. I always do something with Faith and Dwayne at the beginning of these new stories, so there's that. And now there's something more going on. But there's a bit with Jessi and Paul now. I don't know when the next update will be, so please be patient. It could take a while because of issues that I'm having with life. But this will be an ongoing project. I can guarantee that. I have a plan for a Marko story after this one. Because that's fair, right? All Boys get a story. Please leave a review and I'll get back to you when I can. Thank you and much love! -Scarlet