A/N: This was originally a one shot. . . But since people have liked it, maybe I'll turn it into a story? I don't know, I'd quite like to continue this. (: R/R!

From Leah's Point Of View.

I was dying - no I was experiencing death all over again. The pain! It was like being stabbed. I could mainly feel it in my throat - something was burning my throat. Then it disappeared. I could feel the lessening of my blood - like it was pouring out of me somehow. My frequent screams had quietened enough that I could bare to look beside me at the source of the pain. Jasper - looking exausted and nose scrunched like he was smelling a surage. He was sucking my blood, I realized, sucking the venom away. The pain! It was like withstanding a tornado, like being stabbed in the heart, like you're heart breaking. . .

Daddy, I wanted to sob, just make it stop please. . . A figure of her father filled her mind, and she couldn't stop the tears falling from my eyes.
Harry's figure wrapped his arms around her in her sort of 'vision' and he held her against him, smiling.
'Lee-Lee, princess, it's not you're time to go.' Harry's voice was tragically familiar, and made my chest heave in response.
'Daddy, don't leave me! I don't want the pain,' I sobbed out, clinging to the man before me.
'Lee-Lee, there's someone who needs you out there. Go to him.' Harry pulled apart and pecked my forehead before I came back to the real world. I felt like Raven, like I'd experienced something of the future, but I felt hideously injured. I felt Jasper's teeth sink deeper into my neck, and suddenly I stopped breathing. He wasn't going to stop - Jasper may have liked me, cared for me even, but Jasper was still a vampire, and rather new to the whole vegetarian thing.

He wasn't going to stop, I realized, and I have no way of doing anything. I'm too weak. . .
It was funny that only one person in the entire room bothered to stop him. Seth might've if he wasn't supporting my weight, but he trusted the vampires. . . Carlisle and Esme weren't there, and no doubt Alice, Bel-should have drowned when she jumped off a cliff -la and Edweird were just watching with curious eyes as Jasper sucked the life out of me. No comment from Edweird on these thoughts.

"Stop!" Jacob's voice bellowed. The teeth suddenly left, and Jacob's body thrashed against Jasper's. I watched, wide eyed, and pained as Jasper's body shook, vibrantly as he collided with the wall. Jasper looked hungry - but his topaz eyes met mine and he gaped at himself, obviously ashamed. Had he killed me? Was all the venom gone? I wasn't sure. I shot him an -it's okay- look and smiled, weakly. Jacob was haunched over beside me, tears falling from his eyes. He met my eyes and just like that, just like that, Renesmee screamed. She just screamed her head off - the little brat was ruining my death here! - but the best part was, Jacob's eyes never left mine. Even Jasper and Seth had turned to stare at Renesmee but the one person who mattered to me didn't. The shrill screams didn't end as Jacob leaned down to kiss me.

It was sweet and soft, like many kisses I'd imagined, and I didn't have the energy or the patience to wait for him to deepen it. I demanded way into his mouth, and willingly, he allowed it. His tongue curled around mine, and his eyes closed. My own tongue was dancing with his - dancing, was exactly how you'd describe it.

"Jacob! Your imprint - my daughter - is screaming her head off because of you! And she's pregnant, and you're just going to sit there, making out with a dead girl?" Belwitch cried. I stiffened beneath Jacob's embrace.

"Shut up, bitch," Jacob growled between the kiss. I was surprised he found a way to speak through our twisted tongues.

"Stop! Just stop!" Renesmee's voice screeched. We didn't, and that was the best part about Jacob. He knew when to say no. With a painful movement, I nestled my hand through Jacob's hair and leaned in, suddenly aware the pain was easing and subsiding. . . The thought of suicide was just a distant thought in the back of my mind. I broke apart from the kiss to breathe. A pant almost, I guess. I wanted more of Jacob. I liked the way he tasted, but before I could even take my hand away from his neck. . .

I collapsed into darkness. In a distance I heard, 'Jakey, can you get me a cool drink please?' That girl just didn't know when to stop, did she?

A/N: I love giving you guys hang cliffs. Aren't I amazing? (x Haha, enjoy! And review please! Sorry its short by the way! I just didn't want to give away too much.