Sav's point of view

"Goodmorning sleepyhead." I heard someone whisper and kiss my forehead lightly.

I yawned and opened my eyes, forgetting where I was for a second.

I rolled over and smiled when I saw my mom looking back at me.

"Hi there, mom. How ya feeling?"

"A little bruised up, nothing too bad." She said winking.

I laughed softly. "Mom, by the looks of you, that accident was horrible. What even happened?"

She hesistated and was quiet for a second. "I'm not really sure...I don't remember a lot. I just remember the car flipping."

I looked at her confused. "You...don't remember how it flipped?"

She broke our eye contact and looked at the TV playing quietly. "No, Savannah. I don't."

I was about to ask her if she had lost her mind, but just then the door opened and Carlisle walked in.

"Goodmorning, ladies. Jenny, I have another painkiller for you. And Savannah, I believe there are some people waiting to talk to you in the waiting room." He said with a smile.

I stretched and slowly stood up.

"Mom, I'll be back in a bit."

"Okay, hon. Take your time, I'll probably be sleeping most of the day anyways."

I walked out into the waiting room and everyone was still out there sitting.

"You guys are all still here?"
"Of course we are." Emily said smiling.

I couldn't help but grin. "That means a lot, thank you guys. All of you."

Jake stood up and gave me a hug. "You don't need to thank us for anything, Sav."

I sat down and talked to everyone for a little while, and Jake introduced me to the little girl, and said to call her Nessie. She's the prettiest toddler I've ever seen, but by the looks of her parents, I wouldn't doubt anything less than a child looking like an angel.

Beck stood up, and said, "Savannah, want to go home for a little while? We can come back later, and I'm sure everyone at least wants to leave and get cleaned up. Mom's okay, she's sleeping anyways."

I nodded my head. "Yeah, everyone should probably go home."

Emily intervined and asked everyone over for dinner, and of course everyone agreed.

Beck reached for my hand and I took it then pulled it back quickly, and everyone looked at me.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked suddenly.

"Why is your hand so hot...?"

Beck looked confused. "What are you talking about?"

I saw Embry and Sam exchange eye contact and break it quickly when they saw me looking at them. In fact, everyone was looking at each other weirdly, except for Beck and I.

"Am I missing something?"

Billy looked at me. "Of course not, what are you talking about? He might just be getting sick...who knows. Either way, let's go. I'm starving."

I shrugged it off and Beck and I had Jake drop us off at our house so we could get cleaned up.

I moved sluggishly up the stairs and then hopped into the shower. Last night and half of today drug on forever. I still can't believe mom got into a car wreck...seriously, what the heck? And she didn't even remember what had happened? At all? Just that the car flipped..

I was so confused about everything. I just wanted everything back to how it used to be.

I got out of the shower slowly and got ready for dinner even slower. I was literally sitting in the floor against the wall halfway ready just listening to music with my eyes closed.

I heard my bedroom door open up and someone sit down beside me softly.

"Sav...are you okay?"

I opened my eyes and sighed, looking into Beck's dark brown eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just tired."

Beck half smiled at me. "You always say that when you don't want to explain what's wrong."

I laughed and patted his head. "You know me too well, bub."

He winked at me and said, "Of course I do. You're one of the best friends I've ever had."

I bit my lip and smiled gently. "Please don't make me cry."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up until we were standing, then pulled me into a hug. "Shh, don't cry Sav. Let's go, baby sis."

Embry's Pov

I waited until the pack got back to Emily's before I said anything about Embry. We were all sitting in the living room when I finally spoke up.

"Okay, Sam. Is it happening or not?"

Sam already knew what I was talking about. "I'm 99.9% positive it is."

I sighed. "But why? Did the Cullens set it off?"

"It's hard to tell. Thats probably most of the reason. It's just the magic in his blood naturally responding to them. And I have some more news Carlisle told me privately this morning."

"Which is?"

"Well, he told me that there's some nomads running around, so that could definitely be setting it off. They don't know how many there are, or if they're just passing by. But they did say there's one particular one's scent that they've recognized in several places. One of those places is the scene of Jenny's car accident."

I raised my eyebrows in confusion. "Are you telling me that this bloodsucker was there when she was in the car before the ambulance came, and didn't do anything to her?"

Sam crossed his arms. "That's what they're confused about. Jennifer's blood was everywhere...they have no idea how it didn't lose control and attack and kill her. It apparently lingered for awhile and then ran off."

Everyone was quiet. Why wouldn't this leech attack her? Thank God it didn't. But still...my head couldn't wrap around this. I didn't even care that much, I was just glad she was alive. And I was glad that if anyone would be changing into a werewolf, it'd be Beck. (Sorry pal)

Sav's POV

"Beck...how long will mom be in the hospital?" I asked as we were driving to Sam's."

"About a month."

I looked at him in shock. "A month?!"

He looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "Savannah. Did you not see her? We're lucky she won't be in there for the rest of her life."

"Yeah, but still...why can't she come home? We can take plenty care of her."

Beck rolled his eyes. "Yeah right."

"Well we could try at least...so are we just living by ourselves till she comes home?"

"Yup." He said blantly.

I was quiet until we pulled up to Sam's and we got out and walked in. Everyone was kind of staring at us, but more Beck than me. What is with everyone today? I was getting highly annoyed.

We all ate Emily's delicious meal, and I sat by Embry most of the night and we small talked. At least he was conversating with me tonight. Everything went by fine, and we were at ease, talking and laughing. It was kind of like everything was normal again. Except for when Beck got sick and puked all over the place outside. Jake ran him home so he could rest and go to sleep. Poor Beck, he looked pale as a ghost. At about midnight Embry took me home and when we pulled up to my house I just sat in the car, without getting out.

"Whatcha doing?" Embry said smirking.

I shrugged. "I just don't feel like going in there, and listening to Beck puke all night."

Embry scrunched his nose up in disgust. "Yeah, that doesn't sound like very much fun."

I sighed. "Tell me about it."

Suddenly, Embry turned towards me and looked deep into my eyes.

"Savannah...I know your time in La Push hasn't been very well yet. And I know we haven't exactly gotten off on the right foot. I can't tell if you're nice to me because you want to be, or if you're just putting up with me. But I just want you to know that if you ever need anything...I mean anything. I'm your guy. Don't forget that."

I shut my eyes and leaned back into the seat for a moment, then looked back at him, in those dark brown, beautiful eyes. "Thanks Embry. I'll remember that."

He nodded and was quiet for a moment, and then I opened the door and hopped out of the car.

"Thanks for bringing me home, though."

He looked at me and smiled. "Anytime, Savannah."

I walked into the house and I heard groaning coming from upstairs. I walked up to Beck's door and knocked on it lightly.

"Come in..." He croaked.

I opened the door and walked beside his bed. Dang. He looked horrible.

I frowned at him. "Beck...are you alright? What the heck is wrong?"
He looked at me pitifully and rolled back over. He was dripping sweat and was pale as a ghost. "I feel like I'm dying."

"Okay first of all, take that stupid sweatshirt off. You're pouring sweat. Second of all, I'm going to bring a trash can up here cause you look like you're about to barf. And third of all, I'm calling Jake to come spend the night here to help me with you. Because I can't take care of myself when I'm sick...let alone you. I'll be right back."

As I walked into the hallway I heard Beck run to the bathroom and puke again. Sweet Jesus, he hasn't been sick since like 5th grade. I felt bad for him. I pulled out my phone and dialed Jake's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello?" He said answering.

"Hey Jake. I have a favor."

"What is it?"

"Would you mind spending the night tonight...? Beck is acting like he's dying, and I don't know what to do with him...and I need some company."

Jake laughed on the other end and said, "Sure, Sav. I'll be right over."

We hung up and in about 20 minutes I heard a knock on the door. I jogged down the steps and unlocked the door, and let Jake in.

"How is he doing?"

I frowned. "Awful."

We walked upstairs and peeked into his room. We gave him some medicine and watched a movie, and I fell asleep in the middle of it.

"Sav...sav, wake up!"

I opened my eyes and looked at Jake. "What time is it?"

He laughed. "It's like 2:30 in the morning. Go on up to your bed, I'll sleep down here on the couch."

I mumbled a goodnight to him and went upstairs. I was lying in bed when I heard Jake somewhere on the house talking on the phone. Who the heck would he be casually chatting with at 3 am?

I listened closely and caught bits of his conversation.

"Yeah...looks horrible...it's happening fast...completely obvious...should be anytime now...probably before Jenny gets home from the hospital...stupid frickin Nomads is...for sure causing it...I don't know...I'll talk to you tomorrow..."

I was extremely confused on what the heck he was blabbering about, and who with but I let it go and turned over on my stomach. To be honest, I was so tired I didn't even know if I was hearing things, or if he was really on the phone. I closed my eyes and fell asleep to the sound of Beck coughing and sprinting back to the bathroom.