Jacobs POV
I woke up to the howling wind, and remembered it was my turn to run the perimeter.
I threw on my faded jean cut-offs.
Christmas was just around the corner so my dad was once again going over the top with decorations.
I Ran Down the stairs and tumbled over an electrical cord. I flipped over the couch, and smashed into the wall.
I Managed to whisper, "Dad" before the blackness swept over me.
Nessie's POV
He had to be wake up. He just Had to.
Grandpa Carlisle said I Didn't Need To Worry, That He Would Come Around, But I Couldn't Help But Worry. He'd been out for 17 Hours and Every Minute Seemed to Grow Longer and Longer.
Werewolves Healed Quickly So His Condition Must Be Serious If He Hasn't Awaken By Now.
We Couldn't Take Him To Hospital, Since His Body Temperature Is Way Above Normal.
All Of A Sudden I Felt An Arm Twitch Beside Me. Jakes Eyes Opened And He Looked Terribly Frightened.
"Why Am I In This Bloodsuckers House?" he asked.
"Jake!" Was All I Managed To Choke Out. He Hadn't Sworn Like That For Years.
"Bella? Where's My Bella? Is She Okay?" He Sat Up As He Scowled This, Looking Around For My Mother. This Hurt. I Knew He Once Had Loved My Mom, But He Never Had Spoken About It. Something Had To Be Wrong.
"Carlisle!" I Yelled. He Had Asked Me To Call Him When Jake Woke Up, And He Was Awake…He Was Just Different.
"Nessie? What's Wro-Oh Jake Your Up"
"Yea I'm Up, Who's this?" He Pointed At Me Like I Was Some Unimportant Schoolgirl.
"Uh-Oh Jacob. Tell Me What the Last Thing You Experienced Was" I Didn't Know What He Was Doing, But I Knew It Was Something Important.