Chapter 2- Outlet

WARNING- some characters are a bit OOC in this chapter. Sorry.

Shawn POV-

Life sucks.

Really, just leave it at that! The weirdest stuff is happening to me, and I can't explain it. I was just… just so angry! And it was all bottled up, all mixed up. I've spent enough time angry to know when my breaking point is, so to avoid that I always go and basically exhaust myself doing a suicidal workout, then calm myself by surfing.

Everything has meaning, everything… everything can connect to memories, which is why everything, everything burns. I sniffed and jogged up the brick steps to the weight room. Screw warming up. At the orphanage, I'd always been one of the stronger kids. I found that when I exercise, I can focus the anger that would otherwise… basically take over me. Running was one of my favorite parts, that and pull-ups. Pull-ups? You mean those things most people hate? Yeah, those. I don't know why but I've always been good at them.

My hands were slipping on the bar, and after about twenty, I slipped off and landed on the grounf.

I didn't bother getting up, but looked at my hands, which were bleeding because I hadn't put chalk on them.

"Hey!" Someone called, "You alright?" A boy walked up the stairs and glanced at me worriedly. He was pale and had blonde hair and odd copper eyes.

"Yeah," I managed.

He chuckled, "Bad day?" I glared at the ceiling,

"You could say that." I grumbled, sitting up, the boy looked around, and carefully maneuvered away from the weights lying on the ground.

"Trying to kill yourself?" He chuckled, "No girl I know works out like this." I rubbed my head,

"I'm not your average girl." I said through my hands, and sighed heavily. It felt like there was a war going on inside my head. On the one hand, I was finally out of the orphanage, on the other hand, I feel like I'm falling apart, and my brother is lying to me. The pale boy sighed and sat next to me,

"Look, I know something's going on, and you need to talk to somebody." He said knowingly, I glared at him, "I'm not saying it's me, but you need to talk eventually."

I flicked at some dirt on the ground, "Or I could just go surfing." I mumbled. His eyebrows quirked,

"If you have a board I can give you a lift to a place I know." He said I cracked a smile.

"Awesome… hey, you're Jasper aren't you?" I asked. He nodded, "Bella told me about you, and Alice, I really wanted to meet her, she sounds really cool." A smile lit up his face,

"She is amazing." He said. I stood up shakily, my muscles growling at me for even moving,

"I stashed my board in a uh…" I blushed, "library basement."

He whistled, "Original." I nodded, and started over to the library, which was in the same building. Rifling through old books, I found my board. A smile lit up my face, sometimes my board was my best friend. It was old, and had patterns of swirling black and blue all over it as well as stickers, but it was still fine. My bag of surf gear was there to.

"All set." I told him, he nodded.

"Well then, would you mind taking my car?" He asked,

"Sure, I don't have one anyways." I shrugged,

"Ah, and Alice is coming, she wants to meet you to." He smiled, and I was practically tackled by a girl with spiky black hair.

"HI!!!" She squealed.

"Hey." I managed, and carefully pried her off. "So, where is this secret surf spot of yours?"

Jasper smiled, "Ten miles south of where the La Push territory ends." We all got in his car and he drove… like a madman, but it was cool. I rolled down the window and leaned outside, watching the coast fly by. He finally stopped by this cliff. It looked amazing. There was a tiny little shack where I pulled on my board shorts and top, then walked out to see Alice and Jasper waiting. Alice looked me over carefully,

"Oh… my… god… YOU HAVE A FASHION SENSE!" She almost screamed, I cringed. I rarely got to shop, and I hated it, but I did pick things that looked nice because if I looked nice, it raised my chances of getting adopted. "But you need to lose the shorts, you look like a guy."

"Not happening." I said shortly and walked out to the cliff, inspecting the waves below. I felt a wild smile growing on my face, the waves were huge, huge, perfectly shape, beautifully cresting, slow breaking FREAKING PERFECT WAVES! "You sure can pick a surf spot…" I muttered in awe of the super-cala-fraga-freaking awesome waves! I stood up and gauged the distance, how far I would need to chuck my board so that it wouldn't get pulled in and bashed against the waves.

I took a deep breath and threw my board. Then, taking and even bigger breath, I ran and jumped, reaching down, touching my toes and unfolding, a short elegant flip, my favorite thing to do. Then I hit the water, it was cold but nice. I swam over to my board and quickly pulled myself up onto it. I sat up and slowly tied my leash around my leg, then paddled out.

I must have watched the waves for ten minutes, completely mesmerized. Then one simply to perfect rolled by, and I had to go for it. The wave swelled beneath me, and as my board reached the crest, I snapped up to my feet.

And then I was off. I don't think I've ever felt water move under my board so fast before, I was flying. Leaning on my toes, I hooked in and shot down the face of the wave, making a smooth bottom turn. The wave was easily double… no, triple overhead, for a six foot person, and I'm like… five-two. It was huge and powerful.

I rushed out of the barrel and punched the air with my fist in excitement, that was the best experience ever! I had to have more! I caught wave after wave, shooting through barrel after barrel and arching turns together down the face, I even hooked off the lip for some air once.

I was stoked, and then, I had a wipe out. My board bumped beneath me, hitting a rough patch, and my knees buckled. Shit! I smacked head first into the wall of water, and felt a tingling sensation in my neck. Stay calm, don't breath, get to the surface, my instincts kicked in. Then I realized where I was.

From under water, I saw a giant wall of white coming down towards me. The waving was breaking, right on top of me, and I was in the impact zone. The water hit had, throwing me deep into the cold ocean, deeper than I think I've ever been before. Then, I felt another wave crash over me, and I went down deeper.

My lungs screamed for air and I felt dizzy. Then, I whacked into something hard. The bottom… the bottom of the ocean floor. I must be… at least sixty feet down! Panic overwhelmed me and I began to paddle up. Than something sharp stopped me.

A tugging on my ankle. My leash, the thing that tied me to my board. I opened my eyes, and sea water hit them, causing tears, but I saw something that made my heart sink. My leash was wrapped around a rock that stuck out of the sand. My board was snapped in half, and the lease tangled around the rock in a mess. I pulled hard, trying desperately to swim up, but I couldn't. My side was suddenly on fire, burning with pain.

The tide was so strong that I couldn't reach down and undo it from my ankle! NO! I almost screamed and swam down to the rock, trying to untangle myself. My actions were getting weak and my lungs burned desperately.

Funny thing about breathing, it's one of human kinds most deep routed instincts. There comes a point where your body over-rides your brain, and demands that you breath. So, here I am, tied to the bottom of the ocean, sixty feet under water, and I gasp for air. Cold water hit my lungs, and it felt like they were on fire. I convulsed, gasping in pain and trying to choke back the water, and trying to breathe at the same time.

Good god, this is not happening! Right after I find my brother! Pain seared through my body. I felt myself sinking, my eyes were closing. No! No! No… n-… no… I saw black, and it closed in on me.

The last thing I saw was a pale thing… a fish? Trying to swim to me against the tide.

Jasper POV-

She looked so happy, and felt it to. I had to take her here, her emotions were killing me. Alice froze and gasped.

"What?" I asked, panicked. I didn't have to wait for an answer because the scene played out in front of me. Shawn wiped out, and was throw into the water, as the wave broke, she was forced further under. I counted to ten, nothing…

"Jasper, she's stuck on the bottom!" Alice cried.

"What?!" I gasped. Shit! This was my idea! Sam is going to kill me! Alice whipped out her phone and I made a quick decision, throwing myself off the cliff.

I hit the water and swam straight down, searching for Shawn. Her eyes caught my attention, a brown and blue reflection in the sea of green. I swam down quickly, but she was sinking slowly.

The average human can hold their breath for about two minutes. I had been counting, and it had been two minutes and twelve seconds. I grabbed the cord around her ankle and easily snapped it, wrapping my arm around her waist, I hauled her to the surface. She was limp in my arms as I scaled the cliffs back to land.

Alice was waiting, nerves in a bundle. I lay the girl down carefully and listened for a heartbeat. It was impossibly faint, and she wasn't breathing. I did the one thing I knew I could, CPR, and I tried to force the water out of her lungs. She still wasn't breathing.

"Come on Shawn, breath damnit!" I growled, and she coughed feebly, that was a good sign. Suddenly, she sat up, and began coughing up sea-water. She breathed in once, then fell back down, sprawling out on the ground. She was out cold.

"The wolves are here." Alice said. Sam looked at me coldly for a second, but then his eyes softened,

"You saved her…" He managed, stroking his sisters hair, "Thank you." Was all he said, before picking Shawn up and disappearing into the woods. I sighed.

"How's that for an interesting day?"

Sorry for shortness, but Zeri is sick and I am TIRED! I promise to update soon, but… review, please? For me? For Shawn?

Scratch that. I'll add another bit, just for you guys… so here you go.

Sam POV-

Never trust a leach. Well… sort of. At least they had saved her, but it was their own damned fault that she nearly drowned.

I carried her carefully in my arms while running, going back to La Push. Seth, Quil, Embry and Jacob were all with me. Jacob, oddly, wouldn't take his eyes away from Shawn the whole time.

"She's breathing," I said after a while, annoyed, "You can stop staring." Jake looked up, surprised and promptly turned red. We were at La Push, and I all but kicked in my front door.

Kim's eyes widened when she saw Shawn, but she recovered and grabbed a blanket, throwing it over her once I had laid her down on the couch.

"What happened?" She asked, worried. Jake looked like he was about to ask the same thing.

"Two of the Cullens met Shawn, and they got talking, and they took her to a place to surf because they wanted to watch. Shawn's board got hooked on the bottom after a wipe out, and she nearly drowned, one of the leaches saved her." I said quietly, rubbing Shawn's hand.

My sister was so small. She looked so vulnerable, and I completely missed her entire life. That was terrible, I wasn't even involved in my own baby sister's life! But now that I've got her back, I'm never going to let her go, ever. I can make up for all the years she spent in that damned orphanage, and she can have a better life. My hand trembled just a little bit as I brushed her hair out of her face.

"Sam…" Jake said slowly, I glanced over at him. He was still staring at Shawn, but he looked frightened, "Sam… um… how do you tell…?"

"Tell what?"

"Tell if you've…" Uh oh. No, don't say it, don't say it! I will kill you if you say that word! Not on my sister you don't! "Imprinted?" God damnit. God fu**ing damnit. Well there goes Shawn's 'normal life'. I growled at Jacob, who shot me a glare in return.

"Hey, it's not like I can control it!" He snapped at me.

Shawn was shivering even under the blanket, and her lips were turning blue. Hypothermia is extremely dangerous after someone has nearly drowned, because the water has gotten into their lungs, chilling the entire body. Jacob lit a match and started a fire in the small fire place, then went upstairs to grab more blankets. He came back downstairs and ran over to the kitchen to make a phone call, and Embry and Quil were arguing.

"Yo, Sam, you want me to call a doctor?" Jacob called from the kitchen. I paused, could we? She had a fever… and very abnormal fever, a doctor was not going to overlook that. Which would mean no. But Jacob should know that, so he must be talking about the one doctor who already knows how to treat…

Ugh. "You mean the bloodsucker?" I growled,

"Well yeah, do you want Shawn to freeze to death or not?" He demanded. It was a good point, because Shawn was practically shaking from cold, and coughing constantly. Jacob was almost glaring at me from the kitchen, and I nodded slowly. He grabbed the phone and started dialing.

"Shay," I said, "Can you hear me Shay?" He eyelids fluttered, then she squeezed them shut, nodding feebly, "It's okay now Shay, we're back home and Jake is calling a doctor."

"Ungh…" She muttered, "Wha' 'appened?"

"You, well… you're board got stuck on the bottom of the ocean." I said, her eyes popped open.

"No way."

"Really, and Jasper," I spit out the name, "Jumped in and grabbed you." She nodded slowly.

"Geez, I feel like shit." She muttered, I rubbed her forehead, it was far too hot. I heard Carlisle's car outside. Then I realized how bad this would probably be.

"Shit." I muttered, and jogged outside. The doctor, the most normal looking and acting of them all, looked surprised to see me. "No, you're not breaking the treaty, yes I actually did call you." I clarified, he nodded, "But we have a situation."

"I don't understand." Was all he said. Well duh he didn't understand!

"My sister, Shawn, nearly drowned and she has hypothermia, but she's also constantly having tremors, feels sick and is running a fever. It's all the symptoms of a wolf." I said. The doctor seemed weary,

"It's also all the symptoms of severe hypothermia." He said,

"SAM!" Jacob yelled suddenly, poking his head outside the door, "Sam, get in here! Now!" I ran. What was it now? Things couldn't possibly get worse, could they? I barely sensed the doctor following me.

"What is it?" I demanded. Shawn was shuddering, a low wheezing noise coming from her lungs.

"She… she's having trouble breathing." He choked out, as if he were holding his breath to. I wanted to punch him. Carlisle moved to her side,

"I think I know why," he said, pulling the blanket to the side. I gasped, feeling my jaw slacken, there was a black and blue mark covering the entire side of her abdomen. Carlisle's face was grim. "She's bleeding into her lungs." He paused, "Is it possible that she hit some kind of blunt object while she was surfing?"

"Considering where she was surfing…" Seth muttered from behind me.

I felt something cold drop into the pit of my stomach, "Is there anything you can do?"

"Yes… but not here." He said slowly, "I will need you to allow me to take your sister to a hospital." Before I responded I saw Shawn looking at me intently.

"Shay." I managed, a single tear ran out of her eye.

"I'm sorry." She choked, "I so sorry! I was being stupid, and irresponsible and I didn't even look to see if the surf was safe, I'm really sorry! Sam… I'm so…"

I wrapped my arms around her. Carefully cradling her small frame, I held her as tightly as I knew was safe. Shawn was crying, "It's okay Shay." I said quietly, "It's okay."

"Sam… this may be a hard decision, and I understand that completely, but if you want her to… well, survive, I need to take her to the hospital by foot. It's the only way, otherwise, Shawn could be gone in a few minutes." He said. I felt my throat closing, and was barely aware of Emily's hand on my shoulder.

"We send some of the pack with you."

It was not me that spoke, but Jacob. I glanced up at him, he looked stubbornly at Carlisle, "We don't trust you, as a pack," he continued, "I know that Sam doesn't either. So either we send some of them with you, or you leave now."

"Agreed, of course!" He said quickly, "You've made the right decision, you're saving your sister's life."

Then why do I feel like part of me is dead?

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Peace, love and surfing:

Akari and Zeri!