A/N Thanks to Bloody Ale for reviewing to last chapter. I appreciate you sticking with me, even though this story is completely different from TCS.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight; I just play around with its characters.

JPOV

I got in the back of the cruiser with Quil and Embry and we headed towards the hospital. I felt completely horrible for everything that had happened. I should have known better than to let Bella run around like that; she was always so accident prone.

The car was quiet as we drove to the hospital. Bella was slumped in the passenger seat with my shirt on her head, looking like she was about to pass out. Her breathing was shallow and her eyes were closed.

Charlie pulled into the parking lot and parked the cruiser. He got out of the car and opened the back door so we could get out. The three of us scrambled out of the car while Charlie opened Bella's door.

"Jacob?" Charlie asked, "can you get Bella?"

"Of course," I replied.

I walked over to her and picked her up. Her small, warm body fell wonderful against mine, and I smiled to myself. She's perfect for me.

We walked into the ER and sat down on the chairs in the waiting room while Charlie went to the desk to explain what happened.

I looked down at the face that I loved and smiled. Even barely conscious, she was stunning. I couldn't stop my fingers from lightly touching her face.

"Jake," Bella sighed; it made my heart explode with happiness. I grinned at her and grabbed the hand that wasn't holding my shirt to her head. I rubbed soothing circles with my thumb on her soft, delicate fingers. She went limp in my arm, and I deduced that she had passed out.

"Damn, Jake," Quil said. "You've got it bad for her."

"Yeah," I sighed, not even bothering to deny it; it was true. I loved Bella Swan more than anything...and she had no idea.

"When are you gonna tell her, man?" Embry asked.

"I don't know," I replied. "I mean, what if she doesn't feel the same way? It would ruin our friendship forever. I would rather be her friend than nothing at all."

Charlie walked over to us and said, "Dr. Cullen will be with her in five minutes. He just has to wrap up with another patient."

We all nodded our heads as he sat down next to us. We sat in silence and watched the news.

"Bella Swan?" a blonde-haired man called out to the waiting room.

We all got up and walked towards the man. We followed him to a room where a bronze haired guy was sitting and placed Bella on the cot.

"I'm Dr. Cullen," the blonde-haired man told us, "and over there is my assistant, Edward." Edward nodded his head in recognition.

"So what happened here?" Dr. Cullen asked as he removed my shirt from Bella's head.

"We were all hanging out in my garage," I told him. "Bella gave Quil a shaken up can and he chased her around the yard. She tripped on some of the roots by the tree. I gave her my shirt to stop the blood flow. She was getting dizzy before she passed out."

Dr. Cullen nodded as I told him what happened. He looked at Bella's head and found where she was bleeding.

"Edward," Dr. Cullen said, "can you get the needle and thread? She's going to need stitches."

Edward got up and left the room to get the supplies needed.

"She's going to be all right?" Quil asked.

"Yes," Dr. Cullen said. "She's just lost some blood. I'll get her stitched up and let her rest. I don't think that she's lost enough blood that she's going to need a transfusion."

We all sighed in relief. Edward walked back into the room with the supplies and handed them to Dr. Cullen. He put the thread in the needle and walked over to Bella and started sewing her head.

"Okay, we're all done here," Dr. Cullen announced. "I'm just going to clean her up and then we'll just wait until she comes around."

"Thank you so much, Dr. Cullen, Edward," Charlie said genuinely.

Dr. Cullen and Edward left the room, leaving Quil, Embry, Charlie and me with Bella.

"How long do you think it'll be until she wakes up?" Quil asked.

"She shouldn't be too much longer," Charlie said. "She didn't loose too much blood. Bella just never has done well with blood."

All of us laughed at the truth in that statement. Our laughter must have alerted Bella of our presence because she began to stir slightly.

"Where am I?" she asked when her eyes had finally opened.

"You're in the hospital," I told her. "You fell in my yard and hit your head. Don't get up too quickly; we don't want you to pass out again."

She sat up slowly and looked at all of us. Her eyes lingered on mine and I smiled at her.

"My head feels like shit," Bella said while looking at me.

We laughed while Charlie said, "Bella," in a warning tone. She didn't seem to realize her mistake.

"Are you ready to go?" I asked her.

She nodded her head at me.

"Do you need me to pick you up again?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes and got herself off of the cot. She steadied herself and looked at us with a look that said, "I'm fine."

"Let's go," she said. She left the room and we followed her down the hall.