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Previously on Twilight: The New Life:

Then, as always, and most likely because she felt comfortable, the burning sensation delivered a full blow. Worse than ever. She was completely still this time. And just when she thought they couldn't be any closer, Brandon clutched her against his warm chest, and clutched her head to the right side of his warm neck, pumping the wonderful scent and nectar.

She licked her lips and reached for skin.

Chapter 6: A Quick Reflex

She pulled back her tongue to her mouth, and there in her mouth were two very sharp teeth, fangs. She reached for Brandon's neck. Licked her fangs. She had this huge thirst for blood. Huge. Brandon's sweet daisy scented blood called to her.

She opened her mouth and breathed on Brandon's neck. He flinched, but continued walking like nothing happened. She realized this and just before she touched skin, she pulled away and clapped her hands across her mouth. This boy just saved my life! What the hell am I doing? Why do I thirst and desire his flesh so much?

The burning returned, Alie tightened, and Brandon squeezed her to him. She was once more pushed to his neck. Stop torturing me like this! She resisted against her desires and ducked her head down and away from the neck of her rescuer.

Brandon lay her on a rolling hammock. When he pulled away, Alie's hand was tightly clutched to his shirt. He gingerly untangled her fingers and released himself from her death grip.

She opened her eyes. For the first time in her life, she felt safe and comfortable when she was with him. Now she was rolling away from him, and once again, she felt vulnerable. Vulnerable to everything. The burning, the cold, and the fear. He had helped her in the burning. He held her tight to him and she felt secure. The cold was no longer a worry with her against his chest. And the fear returned of this and everything. He had saved her. From the death. From the cold. From the burning. And even from the horrible strangers who made her feel everything else. She felt his presence follow.

She was sent to a room and was put to rest in a bed. Alie wasn't asleep but merely closed her eyes and rested. Brandon very well thought she was asleep though. He sat in a chair immediately at Alie's right side of the bed and leaned his elbows against the bed.

"Hello, I am doctor Shimon. I will be treating you today." He said, walking in, very loudly and cheerfully. Alie suddenly felt a new vibe in the air.

"She's sleeping." Brandon mumbled to him annoyingly and rolled his eyes. Alie wasn't usually rude to others, but she sided with Brandon on this. I am lying here, burning inside and he comes in here all cheery and happy day? He doesn't know what's happening to me, but still he should come in calmly and quietly.

"Oh I apologize." He said, sill loudly. "Miss Alie Kade, right?"

"I said she's sleeping. She's not gonna answer if she's not awake." Brandon said more seriously and very annoyed.

"Excuse me, young man. I do believe you should leave." He said, suddenly very seriously. Brandon sighed.

"No I don't think I should." He said calmly. His voice was so soothing. There was a silence. There was awkward and disgust in the air.

"Very well. Perhaps security may escort you out." The doctor said plainly. Annoyance thickened and hatred was added to the mood. Alie could feel Brandon's hand clutched in the sheet on the bed near her own hand. He stood up and walked away from the bed. Dr. Shimon grunted in gratitude. But Alie still felt him lingering very near.

"Right. Now let's get down to business. Let's see where all the blood is coming from." Alie's eyes snapped open as she felt the doctor touch her shirt. With a quick reflex, she flew to the opposite side of the room. Alie was fast. Brandon was quick. He was half way across the room when Alie turned her crouch position to the doctor.

Good thing she didn't have a room mate. The less witnesses to her reactions, the better.

The doctor didn't move. He looked terrified. He looked like he just saw someone struck by lightning. Brandon got to her and helped her stand.

"Don't touch me again." Alie told the doctor coldly. She was surprised on how cold she could sound and how evil she could seem. Even Brandon leaned back to see if that was really Alie. A feeling of total hostility and hate ran through her and her veins. Truthfully, Alie felt her blood run cold, and she felt a monster emerging in her. She held it back and saw it in her own mind. Some one who looked just like her stood before her. The woman had bright red eyes and blood seeping from her mouth. Alie returned to reality. She leaned on Brandon. Her arm draped over his shoulder. The burning sensation returned with excruciating pain. Before, she would resist. Now, it was too much. She collapsed. Brandon caught her before she hit the floor. She shook in pain and was frozen in it.

Brandon turned to the doctor. Dr. Shimon turned and walked away. With a look of strong and simple satisfaction, Brandon carried Alie to the bed, lay her down, and sat in the chair he was in earlier.

"When you can, we need to talk." He said. Alie did not sleep. She tried to rest. The burning was horrifying. It hurt all over. Her fingertips to her toes were numb. She quivered in pain still. Paralyzed in her own body she couldn't move. She lay there, hoping the burning would calm soon.

************************************************************************hope you liked this chapter. Sorry it took me so long and I hope it wasn't too short.