Heyy. This chapter is a little short and is going up at he same time as ch 5. Love u all for reviewing.

JASPER POV

I placed my Alice on our bed, keeping her arm from moving uncomfortably, and pulled her again into my arms. Carlisle followed us up and sat at the foot of the bed.

"Jasper, you do know that she might not pull through, right?" he said.

I knew that. I didn't want to believe it, but I understood.

"She has to make it. I don't know what I would do if she doesn't."

"So far, everything seems to be headed in the right direction. She woke up after three hours, and if she continues to wake up frequently, it's a good sign. But we won't know anything until she wakes up without pain. And even then, she'll probably sleep off and on for awhile."

"Is there anything I can do to help her? I feel so useless," I asked.

"You've already done it. Sucking out the poison was the best thing to do, and being there for her is the only other thing," he explained.

"I'm not leaving," I said. I would never leave her, not even for a second, not until she's okay again. If she's okay again. I started to sob lightly, trying to shake as least as possible. I didn't want to jolt my angel's arm.

Rosalie then came in with a large, dead fox.

"Can you put that in the oven, just to keep it warm? Alice will need it when she wakes up again," Carlisle asked her.

"Sure," Rosalie said, leaving.

I prayed my angel would wake up for me soon.

***

Alice faded in and out of consciousness every few hours for the next week and a half. Each time was much the same- I elated at the sound of her voice, kissed her after the pain waves left, whispered for her to pull through as she drifted off again. Feeding her the fox was interesting. I tore a small opening in its neck and placed it to Alice's mouth. She drank weakly, but then another spasm of pain seared, so I took the animal from her and cleaned the blood from her mouth. After Alice passed out again, I finished off the fox.

Everyone had more hope as she pushed on. Her pain grew less and less, and she spent more time awake.

"Jazz?" she asked, one morning when she was awake.

"Yes, love?"

"If I don't make it through, what will you do?"

I hadn't given that much thought. "You're getting better. I think you'll be fine."

"But what if I'm not? Promise me you won't do what Edward almost did and run off to Italy," she said.

"Well, first and foremost, I will strip Iuguolo limb from limb. But that's probably on the agenda anyways. Then, I will… well, I don't really know. I have no plan."

"Please don't do anything stupid, though."

"Alice, don't you see? I was nothing before you found me. I was a wild, unruly vampire with no point. But you came along, and you gave me my existence. You're my life, my angel, my everything. How could I possibly live without you?"

She started to kiss me but more pain went through her when she tried to move. I waited for it to stop, then kissed her for all I was worth. After a moment, she drifted off again.

I listened to her breathing and silently prayed for this to be the last bout of unconsciousness. What would I do if I could never see her again, hear her voice, breathe in and smell her next to me? Instead of thinking about it, I matched my inhaling and exhaling to hers. After about three minutes of doing this, her breathing began to slow from regular to raspy.

Shooting up straight, I called for Carlisle. My voice was panicked as I searched for a better sign of life. Carlisle came up then, to find me begging rapidly for her to stay alive.

"What happened? Has she stopped breathing?" he asked. I couldn't answer him. The only thought in my mind was of a way to keep Alice with me.

"Jasper, taste her venom. How weak is it?" he demanded.

"Won't that hurt her more?" I said.

"Not enough to do anything! Check it now!" he yelled frantically, wondering what to do as much as I was.

I brought the wrist of her good arm up to my mouth and lightly tasted what flowed inside. In the place of her usual, strong venom was a faded version of the same taste. Licking the wound shut, I shot a panicked look at Carlisle.

"I can barely… She's…" I couldn't finish my sentence.

That was when her chest suddenly sat still.

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