Ok here goes...be gentle. But at the same time, tell me if its worth my time attempting this! Some of you out there are MADE for writing, and I know some of us aren't! So let me know if this might work for me:) I'm not super tech-savvy, so keep that in mind. I may or may not make some changes to this, but felt I needed to get the start out here while I still have the guts!
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I wrestled with the feeling of being wrapped in a heavy fog. Every part of me felt sluggish, like I was swimming under water and everything around me was slightly out of focus. Was I dreaming? Where was I? I concentrated on the puzzle surrounding me, slowly trying to bring the bits together. Something was just out of my grasp... I felt it, whatever it was...I could feel something pushing at the fog around me...trying to find a way in to me.
BPOV
The first thing I noticed was my inability to move. It wasn't the kind of panicky not being able to move though...more like being wrapped in a heavy warm blanket on a cold winters day. As that thought reached my brain, the second thing I noticed was how incredibly warm I was. As these two details tangled around, and I tried to figure out what they meant, I noticed something else. Or rather, nothing else. I felt like I was missing something and I needed to open my eyes and figure out what.
Come on and open up eyes! You're supposed to be listening to me! Ugh, must have been some hell of a dream if my own body parts don't want to wake up!
It took some arguing, but eventually my eyes obeyed. HA! I smiled quietly to as I reminded myself who was really in charge here...and then froze.
JPOV
Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.
Please! I'll do anything! Please...Wake up...
This has been my waking thoughts, my dreams, the last thing I say before I lose the fight to close my eyes at the end of every day for the last 4 days. I begged to every God I've ever heard of, and some I hadn't. I made pleas, and deals, and the odd threat when the anger took over the pain. All to no avail.
Charlie and Billy tried to get me to go home once, but they gave up quickly when I stared at them like they were stupid. I did give in a few times to showering in the private bath attached to Bella's room. I had just had one of these showers, the fourth day of what I have started to call Hell on Earth. I walked out of the shower after tugging on a fresh pair of jeans and a black t-shirt Embry brought on his last visit. I opened the door, my breath held, just hoping that I would look to the narrow bed and she'd be smiling back at me. I'd give anything for her to make some crack about...well...anything really.
Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.
Please! I'll do anything! Please...Wake up...
But, just like the last 1347 times I'd repeated those words, nothing happened. Just the ever-droning machines in the background, beeping and whizzing, telling the world that there was nothing to do but wait.
And wait I will...I thought to myself. I may not have the centuries of practice that the leeches have, but I love that girl, and I WILL be here for her through this. Even if she doesn't know it...
I looked out the windows in the room (as Charlie's daughter, she warranted the best view in the hospital) and chuckled softly as I saw a clear sky and the sun starting to rise. Not the usual here in Forks, where the rain was ever-pouring. This means the bloody Cullens won't be visiting Bella today! Bella would have scoffed and berated me for my immaturity, but I just couldn't help the snide thoughts that crossed my mind!
HA! Hope you are close enough to hear this Edward! Just me today! Better run for cover, the sun is winning the battle today!
It crossed my mind then, how double-edged those words could be. How Bella used to call me her personal sun...I stepped closer to her bed, where she was curled on her side, her hair splayed out, small tangles I ached to run my fingers through and smooth out. Looking around me, and remembering that I wouldn't have to share the room today with the stench of vampires, I climbed swiftly and carefully up on the bed beside Bella and curled myself around her. She didn't move, didn't twitch, and I didn't need the heart monitor to tell me what my own ears could hear...Her heartbeat didn't change a bit. I softly brushed the few tangles out with my hand, lay my arm gently over her side, and tucked my hand underneath her stomach. I may have anchored her, but she was the one holding my heart together, my soul together, my mind. Closing my eyes, I breathed in her scent and, though I knew it wouldn't change or anything, or make an ounce of a difference to repeat it over and over again...I relived the moment that brought us here...
The fighting was chaos. Vampires everywhere, wolves everywhere. Smoke and stench wafting through the air as small fires were lit to burn the vampires quickly, if we had the time. I ripped the head off one, only to turn and knock another backwards into a tree. He shook himself and smiled, coming back for more. I growled, and braced, more than ready for what he had planned. He feigned right, and I lost a small edge as he quickly grabbed a handful of my fur and swung around almost like a discus shot, pulling me with him. The arc was cut short, as Emmett barreled into the blood-sucker, causing him to lose a grip on me. My first instinct was to growl at Emmett, but I caught myself and gave a silent nod instead. He nodded back and we proceeded to rip the vamp to bits. I heard a yelp, and swivled to follow the sound. Amid the noise and the movement, I saw Leah in the death-grip of a blonde young leech. I could feel and hear her pain, as he prepared to squeeze her to death...Leaping over Jasper wrestling with another newborn, I darted toward Leah. She saw me, and through the haze I knew she could hear me as I told her to fight! She gave a powerful last kick, just enough to dislodge one arm from around her. I took the arm in my jaws as I came by, and it ripped off as I continued straight. I couldn't keep track of all the thoughts racing around as the pack fought, but I did hear Leah's,
'I had it Jake! I didn't need you...'
'I know, I know...' I replied quickly and prepared to join Sam as he trailed another newborn who was dodging and weaving in the treetops. It was Seth's heart-wrenching scream that changed my course.
'BELLA! Nooooooo!'
I turned and found Seth with my eyes, and watched as the newborn he fought with, had him hanging in the air, a smile on the cold face as he prepared to snap his neck. I followed Seth's tortured gaze, and saw Bella mere feet from them, running towards Seth and screaming his name. I felt, rather than saw, the vamps arm flick out and with little more than a twist of his wrist, send Bella flying back into a tree trunk 30 feet behind.
I don't even remember getting to her, don't remember the ones I massacred in my haste to get to her. I saw her fall quickly, too quickly, and lay still on the forest floor. That must have been a turning point for the fight, as next I was aware of folding my naked and bleeding body next to her, my wolf retreating as my voice screamed her name. Edward stood in shock next to me, and Carlisle fought his way through the wolves and his own family. Time seemed to move in chunks at that point, one second of silence, then someone shouting orders...must be Sam..
"Burn the bodies, Leah and Embry scour the ground and make sure we miss none. Seth and Quil, find Jake's shorts and all of...", his voice faded ino the background as I heard Carlisle's voice also issuing orders, "Alice, get something to stop the bleeding. Emmett, help the pack clean up the newborns. Edward and Jake, don't move her yet. I need you both to be here with me, focussed, we need to get her to the hospital."
Next I remember is following her gurney into the ER, and both Edward and I being left behind the steel doors. He looked at me, and I looked at him.
"I'll go call Charlie...", I whispered and he nodded. Didn't even need to read my mind at that moment, as we were both thinking the same thing...