Jacob

He smelt blood, and a lot of it. And it wasn't animal blood. But it wasn't quite human either. He ran into the forest, praying one of his brothers wasn't hurt or worse. And when he saw that it wasn't one of his brothers, he should have felt relief. But he didn't. Because he saw Leah, laying there, bleeding. He let out a strangled howl, and screamed in his mind that if anyone could hear him they'd help.

Jacob, bring her to Carlisle.

He sent Quil running to the Cullen house to warn them of their arrival. And to get them out if they couldn't handle it. Because no one was going to touch his Leah, no one was going to harm her. He gently pulled her onto his back and ran. He ran faster than he had ever before. If she was conscious, Leah would have been proud of his speed. Please Leah, don't let go. When he ran up to the Cullen's they were waiting outside. Carlisle took her off his back, and Edward followed him into the house. Bella left a pair of shorts on the steps, and followed them in. He phased and dressed, running into the house, to where they had laid Leah.

"Carlisle, please. I need her."

He started to cry. Because his Leah was in pain. Because despite the imprint, he loved her. He sat down and watched Carlisle stitch up her arms. He watched him try to fix Leah, his Leah.

"Jacob she's lost a lot of blood."

He stuck out his arm at Carlisle.

"Take mine."

Carlisle hesitated, why was he hesitating? Couldn't he see that Leah was dying? Couldn't he see that if Leah died, Jacob would too?

"What's your blood type?"

" 'O' Negative."

"Good."

He watched as Carlisle took the blood from his arm, and transfused it to Leah. Leah. Please Leah wake up, I need you to wake up.

"Now we wait. I'll be outside Jacob."

Carlisle left. He sat down next to where Leah lay, resting his head next to hers, tears silently pouring down his face.

"Leah, please, don't give up."

She just lay there, Leah his Leah just lay there motionless. Barely even breathing, barely even alive. And there was nothing he could do to ease her pain. There was nothing he could do to make things better.

Carlisle

I walked outside to the living room where Edward and Bella sat.

"How is she Carlisle?"

"She's alive, but barely."

"Carlisle, I can't hear her."

"What do you mean?"

"Her thoughts, they're just empty. Theres nothing there. There's darkness and emptiness."

"Let me know if anything changes."

"Oh, and Carlisle?"

"Mmm?"

"If we lose Leah, we'll lose Jacob too."