A/N: It's me again (People cheer, some faint others scream with joy). Ha-ha sorry it's midnight and I'm sleep deprived. Quick note for all who are reading or have read Fallen Leaves I am so sorry but it will be a while until I can continue. The computer it's saved on is being repaired and I already have written so much that I just want to wait until I get it back. Please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything but I honestly do own a whole society of vampires. (And no I am not crazy)

Edward's POV

We were all sitting in the living room watching the evening news when I heard Jasper's terrified thoughts.

"Edward, get Carlisle now! It's an emergency."

"Carlisle." I called jumping from my seat. He appeared immediately on the top of the stairs.

"What is it Edward?" He asked his face full of compassion and worry.

"I don't know Jasper said he needed you."

Suddenly the door burst open and there was Jasper standing with a bloody girl in his arms.

"What did you do?" Rosalie cried.

His face registered shock as everyone accused him.

"I didn't do anything. I was out hunting when I found her in the woods. She was bleeding to death. It looked like some sort of animal attacked her." He explained urgently.

Carlisle nodded in understanding.

"Jasper, take her up to Edward's room and set her on the bed. I'll be right there." He ran upstairs to get his things.

I followed as Jasper ran her to my room. The others had to stay downstairs. There was so much blood. He gently sat her down and brushed her hair from her face. She seemed to be bleeding from all over her body but the most prominent wound was the one on her leg. I looked up at Jasper to see he was covered in blood as well but he didn't seem to notice. He sat down on my couch overcome by shock.

"Jasper, can you tell me what happened?" I asked cautiously.

"I decided I needed some time alone so I went hunting. I was about a mile or two from La Push when I found her. She reminded me of Fay, my little sister. I couldn't let her die Edward. I just couldn't."

I nodded in understanding. He let out a sigh and dropped his head into his hands. Carlisle came into the room carrying an assortment of items.

"Edward I need you to help me. Jasper is in no condition to be of any use and the others can't even be in the house." He explained urgently.

He grabbed a pair of scissors and cut her jeans off at the knee. Then he started to cut her shirt down the middle. As he bent over her leg once more he turned to me urgently.

"Edward I need you to get her shirt off and clean away the blood."

"Carlisle I can't...I mean...you know." I stuttered embarrassed.

"This is no time for modesty. This is a matter of life or death. I can still save her and keep her human if you'll help me."

I nodded and did as I was told. Her stomach was covered in scratches and there looked to be a bite mark on her side. I looked over to Carlisle who was still working on her leg. When most of the dried blood was clear I could see the wound better. It was huge. Too big for a wolf or mountain lion. Carlisle pulled something out of the wound. It looked like a fang. A wolf's fang but that doesn't make sense.

"How does it look up there?" Carlisle asked while stitching up her leg.

"Not as bad as her leg. She's covered in scratches and there's another bit mark but it's not as big as that one. What do you think attacked her?"

"I don't know. The weird thing is that something this size shouldn't have left her alive. It's almost like it was planning on coming back." He explained bandaging her leg and now her torso. "There all done. She'll be okay. I'm going to give her a few shots of morphine. I wish I knew her blood type though, a transfusion would help a lot." He cleaned up her his things and left the room.

I watched her sleep noticing an odd look of contentment on her face. Maybe it was the morphine.

"Edward, do you think you could get her a shirt. Something loose so I can check her wounds easily." Carlisle called from his study.



If I wasn't a vampire I would've been blushing as I searched through my closet. I Found a black button up shirt and gently put it on her. For the first time I took a good look at her face. Her black hair reached her shoulders, her face was pale from blood loss and her full lips were a dark purple from her lipstick. She looked so fragile yet strong. I sat beside Jasper and waited. She woke up three days later.