Man the angst just keeps on coming. It gets better though. You know me, no such thing as a sad ending in my writings.

So here we have it the final chapter of Fall For You. Never was able to figure a way to work in the scene that inspired me to write the whole story.

While I was working on Bitten I just had this idea of Paul falling or being pushed down a steep embankment and then Isaac finding him in wolf form and protecting and keeping him warm all night and then mates, and happiness and what not happens. "Gee I fell for you." Cheesy I know but from that came the entire story. Just could not figure a way to get Isaac staying with him all night with out getting help or getting him out of there and still make sense.

Back at the house Paul is pacing the living room stopping at the window every few minutes. Derek comes out of his study and crosses the hall. He pauses in the door way taking in Paul's rigid posture. The humans worry and unrest as apparent on the bond as it is to any wolf within scenting distance. "You should rest. You're tiring yourself and everyone else out with your worry." Paul flinches at Derek's sharp tone. "Take it easy on him sour wolf he's only human." Stiles says softly from the kitchen. Derek sighs and approaches Paul with a slight look of guilt look on his face. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap at you. It's difficult having you both be so upset and not be able to help." He says. Paul turns and looks at the Alpha. "Is he OK? Are you able to tell?" he asks sadly. "He's safe. He is staying on pack land." Derek says placing his hand on Paul's shoulder and rubbing softly. "Why does he keep moving? I can feel him. He's running. He's running nonstop. Are you sure he's safe?" Paul asks voice thick with worry.

"He's not being chased he is burning off excess energy. It's a coping mechanism. When we get upset sometimes we run, we run until we can't run any more. Being upset and anxious upsets the wolf. It's more difficult for bitten wolves because they have not had their entire life to integrate with their wolf. Being upset can cause a state of hyper vigilance. The wolf not understanding why it's human half is upset and anxious. Both sides feed off each other's negative emotions and you end up unable to think clearly. The running tires the wolf and the human out. It gives them each something simple to focus on. It's a good way to think. It's been a while but I used to do it all the time. When you're done things seem clearer, easier to understand." Paul nods and leans in to Derek's touch. The older wolf pulls Paul in to his side and rubs his hand up and down Paul's arm comfortingly. Paul shivers and exhales heavily. "You guys are amazing." He says after a moment. Derek smiles and says. "We can't take all the credit you've got an unusually strong connection to us." "Why don't you do it anymore? Run?" Paul asks. "I found my anchor, my mate. Things were really confusing back then. He was a bit younger than me, we fought all the time. He was loud, infuriating, and stubborn. I knew I was in trouble when I looked past that and saw he was also unwaveringly loyal, brave, strong, and self-sacrificing. My wolf kept reaching out to him and I kept yanking him back. I didn't think I deserved someone as amazing as Stiles. For a time I focused on the negatives and tried to ignore who he really was and how important he was to me. He could always see right through me though. He knew what I was doing so little by little bit by bit he showed me I did in fact deserve to be happy. That it was OK to forgive myself. He's a stubborn prick that way." "Hey!" comes Stiles irritated voice from the kitchen. Derek smirks and continues. "The day I stopped fighting it and realized that I could have a pack, a family again and that Stiles would be by my side was one of the happiest days of my life. After that, things got easier and fell in to place. I think Isaac is very close to the same realization." "I hope so." Paul says as a wide range of strong emotions fill his scent. Derek pulls Paul around gently in to a full hug and places both arms around him. He tugs on the bond and seconds later Stiles is there behind Paul wrapping his arms around him.

"You're welcome to sleep with Stiles and I tonight. It's getting late." "He said he'd be back tonight." Paul says weakly turning his face from where it is buried in Derek's chest and looking out the window. "Absolutely, have you seen our bed yet? Its giant plenty of room." Stiles says squeezing Paul and placing a comforting kiss on his cheek. "Thanks, I'll be fine though. I'd like to try and wait up for him." Hearing the sincerity in his voice Derek and Stiles leave it at that. Derek rubs his hands on Paul's back a moment before he pulls back and moves to follow Stiles out of the room. "If you change your mind we'll leave the door open, just come right in." Stiles says taking Derek's hand and leading him out of the room. "Get some rest we'll see you in the morning." Derek says before leaving the room.

Paul turns back to the window looking out in to the darkness. He puts his hand on the glass. Please be safe. Come back to me soon.

"Isaac!" Paul screams frantically sitting up in bed. He is covered in sweat and his heart is racing. Chest heaving he looks around the darkness of Isaac's room. "It's OK. It's OK." He whispers to himself as he has countless times. His breathing slowly returns to normal. Exhaling softly he runs his hand through his hair. At least I didn't wake everyone else up. Paul thinks remembering what Isaac had told him about all of the sound proofed rooms in the house. Slipping from the bed he makes his way over to the double doors leading out on to a small patio. That looks cozy. He thinks when he sees the large overstuffed chair sitting next to a small fire pit table. He briefly imagines sitting curled up with Isaac in the chair watching the fire. The cool night wind makes him shiver as a few snowflakes land on his bare chest. Reaching out for Isaac through the bond he finds that his restless mate's tireless running has finally stopped. The connection to Isaac is quiet, muted. He must be asleep. The various strands of the bond all feel the same way save for one. Paul gives this strand a gentle tug. He gets a soft tug back. "Peter." Paul says with a smile. His phone beeps with a text message. Stepping back inside he moves to the night table and picks up the device.

From Peter: Up late aren't you? You should be with Derek and Stiles no reason for you to be alone.

Looking at the time on his phone Paul see's that its 3:30 in the morning. He initially thinks to counter Peter's statement by asking why he is also both alone and awake but decides to let it be.

To Peter: Nightmares are a constant companion so I'm never alone.

From Peter: I'm sorry to hear that. I'm sure Isaac will be home soon. Try and get some rest. Exhaustion only makes them worse. Trust me I know.

To Peter: Thanks Peter, goodnight.

Paul sighs dropping the phone to his side and looks around the room. An almost overwhelming sadness washes over him. I'll never be able to be apart from him. I miss him so much. Too much this doesn't seem normal. "What about anything in this situation is normal?" Paul says softly rubbing at his eyes as another wave of negativity and hopelessness hits him. Looking down at his chest Paul idly runs his finger over one of his scars. "How can he possibly want you?" Paul says in a small broken voice. "So ugly, constant nightmares….Ruined…. No one would want this…" Paul's phone drops to the floor as his emotions begin to spiral out of control.

Derek stirs and opens his eyes. As usual Stiles is star fished out across the whole bed, mouth open snoring softly. Derek smirks at his mates face before squirming out from under him. Tilting his head to the side he's confused as to why he only feels the proximity of one other pack mate in the house instead of two. With a frown he walks out of the bedroom and down the hall. Pausing for a moment outside of Isaac's bedroom door Derek listens. Despite the bedrooms being "sound proof" with Derek's enhanced senses if he focuses he can still hear what goes on in any room of the house. He can tell from both the soft breathing and the pack bond that Paul is asleep. Derek opens the door quietly and looks in the room. What greets his sight has his eyes glowing red in anger a low furious growl filling the room.

Isaac wakes and makes his way out of the hollowed out tree stump he had sought refuge in from the cold. Stretching his four legs he shakes the dampness and snow from his body. He nearly collapses when the blast of anger from Derek hits him. It is immediately followed with a sharp command to come home now. Scenarios start to play through his head as he races towards the house. Hunters it must be hunters. He thinks. Paul! Fearing the worst he strains to move faster putting every ounce of strength in to his run. Paws pounding the forest floor he bolts towards the house. Paul the only thing on his mind.

Half an hour later a naked and sweating Isaac bursts through the door front door of the house. Derek is standing in the foyer with his arms folded across his chest and a scowl on his face. "Your mate Isaac. You left your mate….. alone….all night." Everything about Derek conveys how displeased he is with Isaac, scent, stance, tone of voice, facial expression. Above all else is the pack bond. It is practically resonating with his anger. "In all the yeas Stiles and I have been mated, how often have I left his side for more than a few hours? Mates are a gift. A precious, rare, and wonderful gift. Most wolves go their entire life and never have one. Be upset, go for a run clear your head. Do not leave him wondering when or if you'll be back." Isaac looks down in shame trembling slightly before baring his neck under his Alpha's glare. "Simmer down Derek, this isn't the end of the world." Stiles says shoving between the two and glaring at Derek. "Stiles…" Derek sighs. "I didn't think it would be a problem as long as he was with pack. I thought he'd go to sleep and be OK." Isaac says weakly. Stiles turns to Isaac and puts his hand on his shoulder before saying. "He's taking pretty strongly to the bond dude. His emotions are all over the place. It's going to be difficult for him until things level out. That is of course in addition to the nightmares he still has nearly every night." "Go to him, I'm sure you're right he probably didn't miss you much at all." Derek says sarcastically. "Derek!" Stiles says sharply spinning to face Derek eyes flashing a brilliant yellow. Derek's eyes flare red in response. Stiles glares right back. Derek's eyes and posture return to normal before he says tiredly. "Love your mate Isaac. I know you didn't mean this to happen. I know you miss Neal. We all do. Love him, morn him, remember him, do not neglect your mate because of him. He is mine almost as much as he is yours. Do not do this to him again. You will be as mindful of his feelings and emotions as he has been of yours." "What's happened?" Isaac says looking from Stiles to Derek. Without waiting for an answer he darts around them and races upstairs.

Isaac can tell from the bond that Paul is asleep but something feels off as he approaches his door. He opens the door and rushes in to the room. He's immediately hit with the stink of fear, sweat, sadness and stale tears. His heart lurches when he sees the bed is empty. As panic begins to set in he hears a muffled whimper from the closet. Racing to the slightly open door Isaac flings it open. What he see's shatters his heart in to dozens of pieces. Laying on the floor with a pillow from the bed is Paul. A deep frown and the trails of dried tears marring his beautiful face. His arms are wrapped around Isaac's jacket. Obviously he had moved to the closet in an attempt to derive some comfort from Isaac's lingering scent. Isaac shudders with emotion choking back a sob as he gently picks Paul up and carries him to the bed. Laying behind him and pulling the frightened man close. His eyes sting with tears when he thinks of how difficult it must have been for Paul during the night to have wound up in such a state.

Paul whimpers sadly before his eyes snap open. In a flash he's turned around and has thrown his arms around Isaac. "Oh god Isaac! You're here, you came back!" Paul whimpers trembling in Isaac's arms. "Baby what happened?" Isaac asks in shock. "I was so scared. It doesn't even make sense… It…It was like I knew you were never coming back. Every fear I have was amplified. One second I'd think I was over reacting, that you'd be back soon and everything was OK. Then the next second I was imagining you surrounded by hunters out in the forest with no one to help you.. Or….Or you'd realized you'd made a mistake and didn't want me. That I was ugly or too much of a burden. You said you were going to come back but you never did. Why didn't you come back?" Paul whimpers out burying his face under Isaac chin and shuddering out chocked sobs. "Paul… god….baby I'm sorry…..I'm so sorry I had no idea I promise if I'd known…." "I saw you die every possible way." Paul chokes out. "You should have got Derek and Stiles they could have helped you." Paul shakes his head. "It was irrational I didn't want to bother them. I finally took some of Deaton's pills to force me to sleep." "Baby we're all pack we are all here for each other. You're my responsibility though I should have been here for you. I'm…so sorry. I don't even know how to make it up to you. I had no idea the bond would affect you like this." Isaac squeezes Paul tightly to his chest. "I promise I won't leave you for that long again." Isaac whines high pitched and miserable sounding as Paul continues to shudder and snuffle eventually succumbing to the medication still in his system and falling asleep.

Several hours later Paul stirs in Isaac's arms. Isaac had tried to sleep but he was too miserable and ashamed after upsetting both Paul and Derek. Squeezing Paul gently elicits a pleased sound from the sleepy human who turns over and looks at Isaac. "Hi." Paul says with a small sleepy smile. Isaac smiles happy tenderly caressing his mate's cheek before saying. "Good Morning beautiful. I want you to know that you are the most important thing in the world to me. The only way I'd ever leave you is if you told me you didn't want me anymore. You're the only person who could ever keep me away. You know that right? You believe that? You have to. " Isaac peers in to Paul's sleepy eyes. Paul smiles and says "Yes, and you tall sweet and sexy are the most important thing in the world to me." Isaac leans forward and kisses Paul sweetly. "You're so beautiful, I don't know why you think you're ugly." Isaac cards his fingers through Paul's messy bed hair. Paul shakes his head frowning "I'm covered with….." "Battle scars." Isaac says interrupting. "You know what these say to me?" The wolf asks running his fingers over the various scars on Paul's chest. "They say to me that you're a survivor, that you're strong. You've been through hell and still made it. They make me love you more not less. Even though you were being restrained it was still a battle. A battle of wills. You won, you're here and they are all in prison." Paul kisses Isaac passionately. He nibbles firmly on his mates lower lip before pressing his tongue gently in to Isaac's mouth. The kiss is deep and emotional. Parting after several minutes Paul caresses Isaac's cheek and says. "I've made my decision." Isaac pulls back gently at this and sits up in bed. He gestures for Paul to do the same.

Facing each other Isaac looks at Paul a moment. "You." Paul says simply pointing at Isaac. Isaac tilts his head to the side and says nothing his wolf stirring. "You gave me the choice and I choose you. I want to bond with you and be your mate for as long as we live. I want you and only you I want you to mount me and claim me as your own." Isaac's mouth drops open as a full body shudder rips through him. Paul smiles mischievously before tilting his head back and barring his neck. Isaac's eyes burn yellow and his breath stutters out of him. "h…h…how…do you know about that." "I may have asked Stiles a few questions. I need you to trust my decision and stop thinking that I'm going to leave you. I want you Isaac Lahey I want you forever." Paul leans back on the bed head turned to the side exposing his soft vulnerable neck and stomach. "Take what's yours mark me and claim me. I want any other wolf to know that I belong to you." Isaac whimpers loudly. "What about….." His voice cuts out as he lunges forward to sniff and lick at Paul's throat. "The Bite? I'll think more about that later. At this point in time though." Paul's voice catches in his throat as Isaac bites down gently on Paul's neck. Continuing Paul says. "At this point in time I want you to claim me, mark me, fuck me, breed me, and make love to me in whatever order you want." Isaac howls loudly losing control at this point.

Later

Derek and Stiles are in the study reviewing the rough draft of Stiles's next book when Derek's head snaps up and his eyes flash for a moment. He looks at Stiles and they both smile. Paul's connection to the pack and bond with Isaac is now sealed. "Glad that worked out OK." Stiles says smiling as he feels the pack bond surge a few times then settle in to a steady rhythm, slightly different now due to their new member. The rest of the pack immediately registering their ready acceptance of the new addition. "Happy puppies." Stiles says "You in the middle of anything important?" He asks Derek. Picking up on his mates scent Derek stands and walks towards Stiles. "Give me about 5 minutes and I will be." He says as he snatches his beaming mate from the chair and carries him out of the room.

Upstairs Isaac and Paul are on the balcony enjoying the light snow fall. They are curled up together in the large chair Paul had seen earlier. Paul sighs curling around Isaac and lazily kissing whatever skin he's able to reach. Their lovemaking had been intense. Far more passionate and emotional than he had anticipated. Images of the preceding few hours flash through his mind. Isaac's gentle yet firm motions as he rocked into him. His soft kisses. Telling Paul how amazing he was, how beautiful he was. How lucky he was that Paul wanted him. They had spent hours exploring each other's bodies. Touching, kissing, tasting. Paul's persistence had Isaac climaxing again and again. Both men intent on wringing every bit of pleasure out of their mate as possible. The matching bite marks on their shoulders evidence that they were truly once and for all mated.

"How do you feel?" Isaac asks slowly rubbing his hand down Paul's arm. "Mentally speaking loved, warm, safe, owned…. I'm yours you're mine. It's…..amazing. I can feel the rest of the pack too. What I felt before was nothing compared to this. It's almost a little distracting." "You'll get used to it." Isaac says. "It was that way for me when I was first turned. You're not used to the extra information but after a couple days it'll move to the background. You have a very strong connection to the bond you feel like a wolf to me. You're amazing." "Physically speaking…." Paul says snickering softly. "I'm experiencing a strange mixture of numb and sore. I'm pretty sure you broke my dick. I don't think I'll be getting hard for at least a week. No one has ever forced that many orgasms out of me before." "Ditto." Isaac says smiling and pulling Paul up on his lap so the two are facing each other kissing him softly. He slowly runs his hands down Paul's back pulling the ache out. "Sorry I hurt you." He says after a moment. "Not your fault fancy face." Paul says smiling as he reaches up between Isaac's still out stretched arms and cradles his face gently. "Anything worth doing is worth doing right, vigorously and repetitively." Isaac laughs open mouthed and care free.

Downstairs in the kitchen the wolves gathered around the table look up and smile. "I've missed that laugh." Scott says smiling broadly as Danny throws his arm over Scotts shoulder smiling at his husband. "Man I don't even know when the last time was I heard him laugh like that." Stiles chuckles standing and opening the kitchen door. "Come get breakfast you sex maniacs." He calls out in to the yard.

"Ready to face them?" Isaac says pulling Paul tightly against his chest and looking up in to his eyes. Paul's eyes go wide and his mouth drops open. "You said the room was sound proof oh my GOD Isaac the things I said!" Paul turns a dark red as he remembers the thing's he'd yelled out. Statements alternating between begging and demanding. Isaac stands transitioning Paul from his lap to his arms and carries him inside. "No worries sex pot, the only one who might have heard and he'd have had to be doing it on purpose is Derek. Over the bond well, they all know what was happening but no details. Part of being in a pack is all know each other's business. Let's take a quick shower first." Isaac stands Paul up in the shower and starts the water flowing. "What do we smell like?" Paul asks. "Pretty much the obvious. Like we bathed in each other all night long. Smelling like each other is wonderful and to be expected. I'd rather not force anyone to smell the sex on us though. With enhanced senses there are some things we'll never be able to keep from them. Showing up at the table stinking of marathon sex though is about like walking around with hickys when you're 15. It's considered rude and low class. Besides." Isaac says pulling Paul close and exploring his mouth passionately. "That smell is just for us. You're mine." "Bathed is right, you're like a sperm super soaker." Paul says chuckling. Isaac laughs again. "Yeah it's a wolf thing sorry. Some people are turned off by it." Paul shrugs "I love everything about you. Ridiculously copious drenching orgasms and all."

Presentable and dressed in clean clothes the pair head down stairs to join the rest of the pack at the table. "Good Morning everyone." Paul says smiling as he and Isaac take their seats at the large table. "I was wondering if we were going to get to see you two before we left." Danny says. "Where are you going?" Paul asks. "Vacation!" Scott says happily leaning back in his chair before pulling his husband in to his lap. "Where to?" Isaac asks while he fills a plate with food and sets it in front of Paul who smiles and winks at his mate. Paul grabs Isaac's empty plate out of his hand and loads it up with bacon eggs and sausage before returning it to his beaming mate. "Beach house just North of Malibu." Danny says laughing as Scott jostles him around. "Sounds fun." Paul says smiling as Isaac laces their fingers together under the table. Danny continues "It's awesome it's a little 1 bedroom house right on the water private beach, hot tub, amazing. We have a treaty with the local pack too so it's a nice safe get away." "What about Cerberus?" Paul asks. Danny escapes Scott's bouncy lap and stands behind his chair massaging his husband's neck and shoulders. "Your accident and the subsequent hold that placed on the virtualization project gave some of the engineers an excuse to rethink some things. They have changed the scope of the project and are asking for 60 days before we resume. So it seems like a good time for a vacation to me. You and Isaac should go someplace. Also I've talked to my partners, say the word and you're hired."

Paul's eye brows both shoot up "Really? Thanks Danny that's great. I really appreciate it. I'm sorry that I've not been at work much lately." Danny smiles and says. "You're welcome, we'd be crazy not to hire you. Also, not your fault that people tried killing you. Get better and come back whenever you want. You're pack so I'll cut you some slack." Danny winks laughing. "Is it necessary to have relations with local packs when you travel?" Paul asks. Derek shrugs. "It's safest that way. Protocol is if you're going to be staying any place you let the local Alpha know. It is expected that you behave and keep a low profile when vising another packs territory." Paul makes a thoughtful noise and tilts his head to the side a little. "What about when you're en-route? Do you have to notify those packs?" Derek grins. "Thankfully not. If you're passing through a pack's territory you're not expected to notify them so long as you're not there longer than a day or two. Anything longer than that and you need to let them know." "It's also important to note." Stiles starts." That you're not asking permission, you're just being courteous. So long as you're just there for a few days maybe a week you're visiting. Once it gets to be 2-3 weeks or longer then you'll need to make arrangements with the local pack." "I'm guessing most packs don't like foreign wolves on their territory any longer than needed huh?" Paul asks. He's midway reaching for a piece of pie when Isaac swats at his hand and gets it for him. "It's a wolf thing, he's feeding you showing he can provide for you." Danny says at Paul's confused look. Isaac stops and looks around the table before looking down sheepishly. "Sorry." Paul reaches out and squeezes the back of Isaac's neck gently. "I think it's sweet don't be embarrassed." Isaac smiles brilliantly turning his head slightly to kiss Paul's wrist.

Just then Stiles gets up and leaves the room without a word. Seconds later the doorbell rings. "Guess he heard the car?" Paul asks. "We all did." Scott says pulling Danny back on to his lap and kissing him sweetly on the cheek. Their happiness and love for one another making Paul smile. Isaac stands and walks out of the room giving Paul's shoulder a gentle squeeze. There is the sound of paper rustling and Stiles and Isaac both making happy pleased sounds. "Everyone come see this." Stiles says. Everyone stands up but the wolves conspicuously hold back and let Paul lead the way. He walks in to the front room looking back at the smiling wolves following him. When he turns around he gasps.

Sitting on a chair from the hall in the middle of the living room is the painting he had admired in town. The painting is a beautiful forest scene. Only it's been modified. Standing or sitting in various places are all the wolves of the pack. Each wolf is an excellent rendition of its real life counterpart. In the middle you have Derek and Stiles. To the back slightly and to Derek's left is Peter. Next to Peter are Danny and Scott. To the right of Derek and Stiles you have Isaac and Paul. "Look at that silly human standing amidst all those wolves." Stiles says smiling. Paul looks to Isaac with tears in his eyes. "Baby I love it." Isaac pulls Paul in to his arms. "Our family portrait." Isaac says softly kissing Paul on the cheek. Pulling back slightly Paul looks at everyone happy tears welling in his eyes. "Thank you, thank you all so much. I never imagined my life could ever be so wonderful." "Of course if you end up taking the Bite we'll have to throw the painting away." Peter says walking in to the room with a smile. "Can't ever just make a normal entrance?" Stiles says rolling his eyes. "Where would the fun be in that?" Peter says smirking. "Anyway, want to know what would make your life even more wonderful?" Stiles asks looking at Paul with a raised eye brow. Paul shrugs his head no putting his arm around Isaac's waist. "Ice cream! Come on!" Everyone groans but follows Stiles out of the house anyway. Paul and Isaac hang back a moment. Paul looks at the painting with a smile on his face. He finally looks at Isaac who is looking back at him with a look of pure adoration. "Thank you puppy I love you." Isaac pulls Paul in for a quick kiss which is quickly interrupted by the horn from Stiles's Jeep. "I love you too fancy face, come on your life in The Hale Pack awaits." Grabbing their coats the two quickly move out in to the cold ready to start their lives together, starting with Ella's famous fudge brownie sundae.

I'm halfway through the first chapter of the sequel. As with this story I have no idea how long it will be. I tend to write a few sentences to a few paragraphs at a time so things can be longer or shorter because of that. I probably will start publishing the sequel soon. I still only have 2 chapters of the sequel to Bitten written. It seems to me that unless I have it published I don't think about it. Once it's out there and people start reading I feel obligated to work on the story. I may publish what I have so far with "Family Ties" as well to force me to work on it. However writing two stories at once may be too much of a hassle for me. I'm sure I'll get the names mixed up at the very least like I did when I was doing Fall For You and Bitten.

I know I left some plot holes. I hate those and will be going back to fill them in. Nothing that will change the story just tie a few things together.

At any rate I want to say Thank You to each and every one of you who commented, followed or favorited. It's nice to see the hit counter go up but it's very rewarding to get the email randomly through out the day saying someone took the time to leave a comment or enjoyed the story enough to follow or favorite it.