AN: PLACED AFTER BELLA LEARNED ABOUT SHAPESHIFTERS! Em...Dear anime lovers (if there are any out there?) We should be the bestest friends for ever. Oh, and Attack On Titan is the best anime ever. Yes, I do understand it's been two months and like,three or four or five or something days. I just do not want to talk about my procrastination problem.

Dis Da Disclaimer: Heyo! If you think I own Twilight you should visit a mental hospital, or a drug rehabilitation facility. (EN: She could...If she was older...And could make movies...And liked cliche love triangles...)

WARNING: Your face! :D (EN: It's really offense, like Hannah's face) An: Hehe...Hanna's face...hehe...Mr. Freeman...Hehe. :P

Previously On Dancing With Wolves:

Jacob noticed a blur of white and then watched in fascination as the wolf easily cleared a river. Once on the other side the white wolf turned, looking at them once with bright yellow eyes which held specks of a familiar, warm brown. Then she sprinted off.

'Fall back. We still need to find Bella.'

They all split up, heading in different directions. Paul paused as he was about to walk away from the river. In a split decision, after everyone was gone, he crossed it, following the scent of the noise-makers.

-XxX-

Like a silver bullet flying so fast it was practically invisible the wolf wove himself between trees, dodging bushes and low hanging branches. He was firm set with determination and ignored the questions his pack members were giving him.

Paul: I'm just looking around, okay?

Sam: Don't wander off to far. We're gonna search closer to home.

Sam could tell that Paul wasn't telling them everything but he decided to let the silver, hot-headed, wolf go, figuring if it was too terribly bad the pack could probably reach Paul without much difficulty. Instead Sam focuses on Jacob's train of thought. The brown wolf's mind was filled with images of Bella. All images of Bella. Bella. Bella. Bella. Sam mentally sighed and focused on the task at hand. Finding Bella. Jacob had immediately run off to her house, hoping she was there. Sam had sent Jared and Embry to scour the beach and woods while Sam himself had decided to check around the meadow and see if she she had been at and the Cullen's house.

-XxX-

Bella trotted a little behind everyone, her head flashing images of all the wolves. Brown, grey, black. No white. Why no white? Bella had assumed that most wolves had coats with dark colors to blend it but Bella's own fur was a bright white and she couldn't help but wonder why. Besides, she had bigger things to worry about. Like, she was pretty sure the entire La Push pack and probably police force was looking for her. She would have to start finding a nice excuse for her absences.

A heartbeat sounded in the distance and Bella froze, her body stiffening and her nose pointed towards the air. She caught a whiff of a scent. Salt water, fresh turned earth, wet leaves and dog. She knew that it was a member from La Push from the smell of the salt water. She looked behind her and saw the silvery brown wolf staring at her. Her yellow eyes met his and he skidded to a stop in front of her, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. She heard a growl behind her and turned suddenly, coming face to face with a snarling Kyle whose yellow and grey eyes were glaring at the grey wolf who Bella deemed as Paul as he snarled.

Paul was considerably smaller but his snarled, his lips pulling back to reveal gleaming teeth. Paul's black eyes glared at Kyle with hatred. Bella watched Paul step forward and Kyle immediately bare his teeth, stepping in front of Bella. She was shocked, it wasn't like she thought Kyle was bad but she never figured that he would protect her.

'Your part of the pack, Bella. The pack is his family and he protects his family.' Eric's voice echoed through her head and she leaned forward, craning her neck to see Paul who was still snarling and snapping his teeth threateningly. Bella heard the approaching pawsteps and the pounding hearts of four more wolves and her own heart sunk.

-XxX-

Paul watched closely, his fur bristling as the dark grey wolf stepped in front of the white one, his stance protective. He could hear Sam cursing and, seeing through his mind, saw him spin on his heels and race towards Paul who was snarling at the dark grey wolf who was shielding the white one. The white one, presumably a female, craned her neck, her big yellow eyes looking around the dark grey wolf's large body.

Paul heard the approaching steps and mentally grinned in triumph as four wolves burst through the trees, bristing and snarling. Immediately the large sandy wolf crept forward, giving a low growl. The smaller black wolf snarled and bared her teeth, following the wolf's lead. The white wolf whined and nosed the grey wolf, her black nose touching his fur as she looked up at him with yellow eyes. Paul felt strangely envious.

The grey wolf looked at down at her, his yellows eyes glinting hard as they silently communicated. She nudged his again and side stepped him, so that she was facing Paul and the rest of them. She whined again, looking at her comrades. Her eyes flickered to Paul's face and he felt something stir in his stomach. Something deep within his mind was trying to force it's way out but something was blocking it. He locked eyes with the white wolf and quickly turned away, feeling the stirring in his stomach again.

The presumed leader, the sandy wolf, stood up and looked towards the sky. The faintest hint of light was beginning to peek up from the horizon. He looked towards the rest of his pack and walked away, his pack hot on his heels. The dark grey wolf gave Paul one last hard glare before baring his teeth and walking away. The white wolf turned around, her gaze locking with Paul's before she turned and bounded off. Paul felt the stirring in his stomach more than anything.

-XxX-

'I didn't need protecting.' Bella thought after they had left, walking leisurely.

'Please. He would have attacked you right then and there.' Kyle snorted, never looking back at Bella who was, again, trailing behind.

Once again her thought were tugged into the open as the scene of Paul almost attacking her flew through hers and everyone elses mind. She watched as Jacob shifted in mid-air, coming down to attack Paul as he ran for Bella. She was in her truck, at Emily's. Looking at Emily's face, seeing Jacob. Talking about Victoria. Jacob. Edward. A small tugging in her heart, the hole. It was starting to rip again. Ripping at the poorly sewn torn flesh and breaking open a box of memories.

Edward's eyes when they were black. Black. A pair of black eyes, surrounded by silver fur. A snarling wolf with a short temper and black eyes. Paul. She shoved the thought away, utterly confused and disgusted at the same time. She was too confused to realize she was no longer hurting and was easily trotting along the forest floor and to the cave. Why had she thought of Paul?

-XxX-

Somehow she had made it home undetected even though she had seen, or smelled, multiple wolves nearby, probably surrounding her house. Bella wasn't sure how she was going to make up an excuse. In fact, she was absolutely clueless. She stripped out of Kyle's shirt which he had so mercifully shoved in her face while she had hidden in a bush. It wasn't the best of clothing but it was better than being nude.

Bella's ultimate fix was a shower. It was always, always a shower. The hot water and the smell of her shampoos and body washes just help relax her. She pressed her back against the wet tile and breathed a sigh of relief. Curiously she held up a hand and flexed her fingers, watching as they moved flawlessly, or as flawless as they could on Bella's hand. Less than an hour ago those had been paws and they had run across a forest floor but now, now they were clean human hands.

Bella let herself slide down until she was sitting on the tile floor of her shower and she sighed again. She was lucky that she wouldn't have to deal with the whole wolf thing again. She already had enough problems on her plate. Like why she had thought of Paul. Paul of all people. The person who had tried to murder her?Yeah, murderer Paul and she had thought about him while thinking about... about...Edward.

This time the memories did not stop. Bella was sucked into a hole of pain and miserableness as she watched her and Edward hug. Edward kissing her. Him leaving. Oh god, him leaving. Stumbling through the forest in a murky haze. Falling. Bella gasped for breath, trying to fight her way out of the hole. She clawed at nothing, or maybe it was her heart or her head. She screamed at nothing, trying to make the memories go away.

Suddenly something burst and she felt the exhilaration of being a wolf. She wasn't a wolf though, it was just her mind was a wolf and it was pushing away all her bad memories. All of her pain. The world around her was still swirling and everything was a blur as she wrapped a towel around herself and stumbled out of her shower, almost falling onto the floor. Yes, almost. Almost as in, she was heading for the white tile when something, or someone caught her. No, not her father. Not her friends and certainly not Edward. Edwards hands were not as hot as these hands.

Bella's head shot up and her eyes met the obsidian black irises that Bella had seen hours ago on a big grey wolf. Paul gasped and released her, stumbling backwards. Bella, not prepared to be dropped also stumbled before steadying herself on the counter. She looked up, for a brief second and saw through the condensation on the mirror a pair of all to familiar yellow eyes. Her yellow eyes. She gasped and reached up a hand to wipe away some of the condensation.

A pair of yellow eyes with tiny brown flecks were as wide as saucers and they stared right at her. Hesitantly Bella reached up a hand and her mirror self followed. Like in her dream. The dream with Edward except this time instead of being old she had vibrant yellow eyes that were fading by the second. Bella was still staring in the mirror as a russet skinned, very tall, man suddenly stood behind her, his face blank.

"It's you." He mumbled, slightly in disbelief and awe.

His voice was filled with something Bella couldn't quite comprehend. Something like... anger and awe and affection mixed with a bucket of confusion. She didn't really understand but his black eyes suddenly didn't look cold anymore and his presence wasn't uncomfortable, it was natural.

Suddenly she realized what he meant. "It's me. I-I'm the one?" She whispered, her voice shaking.

Paul nodded, his arms wrapping around her body which was still covered in only a towel as he nestled his head into her damp hair.

"It's you." He breathed.

AN: In case some of you didn't understand... Bella is an imprint(duh.) I'm sure we'll get to the part where he flips over Bella being a wolf and such but hey, what's done for now is done...for now. Sorry you only get the little bitty Bella and Paul moment but yeah. WHAT'S DONE IS DONE OKAY! Gosh. Just stop that. Anywho *innocently whistles* I've been gone for a while now but umh... well. WHAT'S DONE IS DONE! LETS PUT THE PAST BEHIND US!