A/N:
Heyy guys! Voting ended and guess what...
I didn't win. But congrats to imaginarybox with Work for Love.
I'll also have you know that this is pretty much my first time writing in a male POV.
I'm so sorry it took me so long to update.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. The characters in this story are not owned by me. All credit goes to the wonderful Stephanie Meyer. Only the plot belongs to me.

Time in the Window
Chapter Three
"Funhouse – P!nk"
Words: 1651

I grimaced as I walked to my front door. I really didn't want to put up with the pack this afternoon. I was still feeling the euphoria left in me from being in Bella's presence. Except the painful tugging on my heart reminded me that she wasn't here. I stood outside the door when I noticed that I could hear the pack laughing inside. I sighed and opened the door.

xxxx

"Paul! If it isn't Mr. Mushy himself. We were just talking about you." I hate you Jared.
"Go home." Please. Leave me in my Bella-induced bliss.
"Don't you remember that there is a tribal meeting this evening? We're supposed to go. They have news for us."
"Seriously?" I wanted to call Bella.
"Yes, Paul."
"What time?"
"Six. We're supposed to have dinner at Chief Swan's house. Sam will be meeting us there." Sweet. That means I'll see Bella.
"Alright then. I'm going upstairs."

I walked up the stairs to my room and tossed my backpack on the floor. Glancing at the clock, I saw that there was still 2 hours before we were supposed to head over to Chief Swan's house. 2 hours until I saw Bella. Unless… I pulled my phone out of my pocket and searched through the contacts. I selected her name before pressing the green button. I waited for it to ring before she picked up.

"Hello?"
"Hey B. It's Paul."
"Hey Paul. What's up?"
"I was wondering if I could come over early, I mean, only if you want me to. I don't have to…"
"Paul. You're rambling."
"Sorry."
"But yes, you can come over early. I mean, I'd like to see you."
"Sweet. I'll be over right away."
"Alright then. See you soon."
"Bye B."
"Bye Paul."

I hung up my phone and began digging through my closet. There was no way I was going to go see Bella wearing the clothes I had on earlier. Especially if I was going to be seeing her father tonight. I quickly changed into a dark blue polo with light blue baggy jeans that hung low on my hips. I slipped my feet into flip-flops and headed downstairs, grabbing my sweatshirt on the way. I yelled a quick goodbye to the pack as I practically ran out the door to my bike. Starting it right away, I drove down the street.

xxxx

5 minutes later…

I pulled into Bella's driveway and parked my Ducati next to her truck. I grimaced when I saw Chief Swan's cruiser in the driveway as well. I was hoping to avoid him until the meeting later tonight. Walking up to the front door, I saw the curtains of the front window move. Just when I reached the door, it swung open and I had an armful of coffee skin and black & blue hair. Looking down, I was greeted by jade green eyes.

"Hi" was mumbled into my chest.
"Hey."

She pulled back so she was standing and I instantly missed her in my arms.

"So, I was thinking, that you could meet my dad…"
"I already know your dad."
"But not as my potential dating interest."
"Ah. Well, if that is what you think is best…"
"Ok!"

She tugged my arm and pulled me into the house. I knew her house quite well already due to pack meetings, but now it felt as if there was a great weight on my shoulders making me want to leave. I looked around and finally understood where it was coming from. Sitting in the living room was Chief Swan, glaring at me with full force from the couch. I waved weakly hoping to avoid any type of argument of him but flinched when he spoke.

"Have a seat Mr. Levi."

I instantly sat down on the love seat across from him, unable to go against his glare.

"Erm, Hello sir."
"Mr. Levi, I believe we need to have a discussion. Don't you think?"
"Of course sir, whatever you say."

I felt Bella sit down on the love seat next to me and glanced over to look at her. She was glaring at her father while reaching her hand out to grab mine. I felt unsure of whether or not we should hold hands in front of her father. I happened to like living, especially since he was still wearing his uniform. Which meant he still had his gun on his waist.

"Daddy" she said, smiling sweetly, "do you really have to do this?"
"Of course Bells. You're my only daughter. If I don't protect you now, when will I?"
"You've been doing fine. You don't need to suddenly change because I'm growing up. And you know as well as I do that not much can hurt me" she said, sharing a secret smile with Charlie.
"Of course dear," Charlie sighed.
"Just get your threat over with already."
"Paul, if you do anything to hurt Bells, we'll find out how much pain you can handle" he said as he shot me a glare.
"Yes sir."

Bella took my hand and pulled me off the couch, leading me upstairs. I glanced back at Charlie to see that he had started to clean his gun. I gulped and followed her up to her room. She flopped onto her bed while I sat down in her desk chair. There was no way I was going to get caught on her bed with her by Charlie. I happen to like my body without bullet holes.

"Hey Paul?"
"Yeah B?"
"You're going to the pack meeting tonight, aren't you?"
"Yeah."
"Has my dad mentioned that the Elders have news?"
"A lot actually. The pa–guys all want to know what the news is."

Thinking about it, wouldn't we have seen Bella in the house during all the previous meetings? We never heard her either.

"B?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you usually in the house during tribal meetings?"
"Nope."

I looked over to see her smiling sweetly at me.

"Where do you go?"
"Daddy lets me go to First Beach during the meetings. It's relaxing to watch the sunset and to smell the salt of the waves."
"That's pretty cool."

Bella and I spent the time before the meeting just talking. It gave us a chance to learn about each other. We stopped talking when we heard a stampede of feet and laughing.

"I guess the rest of the guys are here."
"Probably. It's a good thing I cooked earlier then."

As we headed downstairs, I looked at her. She cooks too? I'm so glad she's mine.

"And here they are."

A red tint covered Bella's cheeks as Jake pointed us out. I really was going to take a chunk out of him next time we were patrolling. The rest of the pack was shoveling food into their mouths. I sighed, knowing that's what I looked like when I was eating. I pulled Bella to me and headed to get our own plates.

xxxx

We were congregated in the Swan's living room listening to Chief Swan and Billy retell the tribe's legends. As they began the legend of Quileute people descending from wolves, I looked to see Bella's reaction to the story. She was listening intently and seemed interested. Maybe telling her won't be so bad. I should probably listen now.

"…wolves imprint on the other half of their soul. They are tied together and are perfect matches in interests, personality, and physically. They begin the next generations."

Charlie turned to look at me and I knew he was telling me to let Bella know.

"Bella?"
"Yes Paul?"
"Um…the legends of us descending from wolves, well, they're true."

She looked at me, and then looked to her father, then back at me.

"Really? That's actually pretty awesome."
"And as wolves, we do imprint. And…"
"Yes Paul?"
"Well, when I first met you this morning, I imprinted on you."

She moved swiftly to sit on my lap and hugged me. I buried my face in her hair and waited. Bella moved her mouth next to my ear and whispered.

"Then I guess it's a good thing that I imprinted on you too."

Then it went black.