DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN ANY ASPECT OF TWILIGHT, INCLUDING PLOT, STORY, CHARACTORS, IDEAS ETC....

I must have fallen asleep for a while because the next thing I knew, Jacob was gently shaking my shoulder, calling my name.

'Bella? Bella?' he said gently.

His warm hands carried on shaking my shoulder. With a huge effort I opened my eyes and stared at Jake.

He smiled, 'We're at the hospital Bells, Charlie said he'd meet us in the foyer,'

Charlie?

I knew I had to pull myself together, for Charlie's sake, my hand slid down to undo my seat-belt as I looked blindly around. The other hand began to fumble with opening the door, but it was too weak and fell to my side.

I heard Jake slam his door, before coming around and helping me out. I tried to walk on my own, but he tugged one of my arms around his shoulder, supporting most of weight with ease.

' I hate him', he said angrily, to no-one.

Jacob's outburst shocked me, 'Who Jake?' I asked bewildered, watching my feet as best I could, as we traipsed over the car park tarmac.

'Him,' he said darkly, 'Your Edward, for what he's done to you,'

A pain seared across my chest and my body crumpled double, a pluck on my heart strings? It felt like a tug of war was going on in there, and I would've fallen had not Jake steadied me.

'Not mine, not now, don't say his name' I gasped, my head throbbed viciously. The light of the hospital entrance was closer now and Jake swung me into his arms for the trip up the stairs, setting me on my feet in time to be hugged vigorously by Charlie , and half the town it seemed, who were waiting in the entrance.

'Oh honey!' Charlie's eyes were moist as he guided me towards the entrance desk. I felt a mountain of gentle pats in the back as we walked through the crowds, who'd gathered to see me safe.

I began to feel faint again, however I concentrated with all my might to stay upright, thinking only of the scorching hand clasping mine, leading me through the sea of people. He was safe ground, I couldn't get hurt by him.

With that thought warming my insides, just a little, I walked slightly more steadily towards the room the receptionist pointed out, to see the doctor.

'A broken nose, too many bruises to count, and several nasty cuts, which have now been cleaned and bandaged, ' the Blonde Doctor concluded. 'However, as she said she received rather a nasty bump to the head, I'd like to keep her in overnight, though I'm not overly worried' she smiled.

Jake had sat with me throughout the examination, Charlie too, had stood awkwardly behind my chair, patting the top of my head every now and then.

'Thanks Doc,' Charlie said quietly, he turned slowly to me, 'I'll run on home, and bring you back pyjamas and things,' He turned to the door, and then turned back, 'Stay with her Jake? Til I get back?'

'Of course,' The reply was instantaneous and resolute, I felt a sense of relief that I wouldn't be left alone

Charlie left, after one look of worry at me then walked out of the door, without another word.

The doctor stood up and walked me and Jake to the lift, instructing which room to go in, three floors up.

We travelled in the elevators in silence, and walked into a room, there was one bed and a chair on either side of the bed. They didn't look that comfy.

'Thank you Jake,' I murmured, as I sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at him. 'You didn't have to do this,'

He sat down next to me, sighing tiredly , then ruffled my hair with a laugh, 'Get some sleep Bells,'

'But-' I protested, I wanted to talk. How had he found me? I wanted to thank him again for taking me to Charlie-

'Get some sleep,' he insisted, a warm smile on his lips, 'We can talk in the morning,'

I was in the woods again.

So was he.

His devastating beauty cut through me like a scalpel.

Castrating my already shattered heart.

I reached for his marble hands, needing the comfort of his cradling arms. A sharp sneer crossed his features, as he recoiled from me.

The pain – so similar to the oh-so-real heart-break dragged me to conciousness, finding silent tears running down my face.

I breathed deeply for a moment. The splashes of rain on the window, sounded like home and mirrored my feelings. I shuddered, cold, to my core for an instant, I clutched the blankets around myself.

To my left Charlie sat, head lolled to one side, snoring gently, rhythmically.

To my right, Jacob Black, sitting on the floor, his head resting on my bed, sleeping silently.

My faithful Jake.

My lovely Jake.

Thinking of him, and his gorgeous sunny smile, I lay back in my bed, and waited for sleep to claim me.