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Stephenie Meyer – No you don't, I do!

Me – Eh, are you a vampire?

Stephenie Meyer – No, but I could easily write a fifth book, where Carlisle and Seth die. . . .

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Lol, Basically, I don't own Twilight. :)

Chapter 6

Seths POV:

"You mean. . . . She's a. . . . .Vampire?" I could hardly believe what I was hearing. Iona, a. . . .

"Not yet." Bella sighed. "But she will be. You know it takes a couple of days." Of course I knew that. I remember from when Bella was changing. Then I remembered something else. I gasped.

"She'll be in pain, won't she?" I winced, imagining Iona being hurt, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Bella just nodded, so I continued. "Was it bad?" I whispered. The look on Bellas face told me how bad it must have been. I shut my eyes, trying hard not to get angry.

I didn't know what to feel. Should I be happy? Happy that Iona is going to live. Well, live probably isn't the right word. She won't be alive. But she'll be there. Is it better that than her being dead? I will see her again. I will be able to hold her tightly in my arms again. Surely, that's better than her being dead. But should I be angry? Angry at Carlisle for doing this to her?

"What about the treaty?" I asked Bella. "We made an exception before, Jake took that call, but, will I be the same this time?"

"I don't know" She shook her head. "I don't even know why he changed her."

"Isn't Carlisle like that, though? Never wanting to see someone die?" I had only met Carlisle a handful of times, but he had seemed like that , especially when Bella was in danger.

"He works in a hospital. He sees people die all the time. I don't know what was different about Iona." she sighed. "Are you okay Seth?" I nodded. And I was being honest. I was going to be okay. I would see h? No, it didn't matter. She would still be the most beautiful thing on the planet. She always had been.

"Where is she now?" I asked Bella in an unsure voice. Surely Carlisle hadn't changed her in the hospital. . .

"She's at the main house. Do you want to come back with me?" I knew that Bella was trying to help, but would it help? If I saw her, and she was in pain? I didn't know, so I nodded my head, and Bella smiled weakly, before jumping out of my small window. I followed her quickly, desperate to see my angel again. I went into the trees behind the house to phase so that I could run as fast as Bella. Well, faster, but I wasn't in the mood for boasting, so I kept a steady pace with her until we reached the borders of La Push. I'd been hearing the others' thoughts while running, but I was trying my hardest to ignore them, and keep my thoughts blank, not wanting everyone to know what was going on especially Sam. . .

we reached the house only minutes after leaving La Push, and I could hear two speeding hearts. One of them I knew to be Nessies, but the other, could that be Ionas? At the corner of the forest, I phased back, and ran at human speed towards the mansion. When I reached the door, I didn't bother knocking, they knew I was coming anyway. When I entered the living room, everyone froze, probably not knowing what to say to me. I looked to Carlisle. "Where is she?" I whispered, knowing that he'd hear anyway. Carlisle raised his hand towards the stairs, and I was already speeding up them, three at a time. I was about to start on the second staircase, but carlisles freezing hand caught my shoulder, and he pointed to one of the doors on the first floor. He led the way, and opened the door silently, before motioning to me to go inside. I had already heard the speeding heart, but the closer you got, the faster it seemed to get, or maybe I was imagining things. . . .

Then I saw her face.

You could easily tell that she was in pain. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her nose was scrunched up. I couldn't help but smile at that. She used to do that when I stopped kissing her. Of course, when she made that face, I had to kiss her again, she was just so beautiful, even when making faces.

I walked over to the side of the massive bed, and absent-mindedly stroked her forehead. "Erm, Seth, you might not want to do that. . . ." It was Carlisle talking. "What with your, well, high body temperature, and she's already. . . . . burning." I immediately removed my hand, which was now resting on her cheek bone.

"Oh, right, yeah, my mistake." I suddenly wondered if Iona could hear us. Would she be glad that I was there? Would she resent me because of Sam. . . .After what he did to her?

"We don't know if she can hear us." I turned around to see Edward standing at the door. Great, he'd been listening to my thoughts. "Sam . . . . ?" He sounded confused. He looked down at my hands, which I realised were clenched, and I was trying extremely hard not to get too angry. . . . . . .

"I'll let Iona explain. When she. . . . .Wakes up."

Ionas POV

What seemed like years of pain later, my prayers were answered. Well, not all of them. The most important one was though.

I felt a warm hand touch my forehead, brushing my side fringe away lightly, and moving down to the top of my cheek. I knew it was Seth. It had to be. Of course, his hot touch gave it away, but I knew it wasn't any other wolf. He had a soft touch, and even as I writhed in pain, it still made me smile inside as he touched my face.

"Erm, Seth, you might not want to do that. . . ." It was the doctor speaking. "What with your, well, high body temperature, and she's already. . . . . burning." What? He was telling Seth not to touch me? Seth took his hand away from my face with a sigh. Oh, that made sense. The doctor knew that his touch would be causing me more pain, even though I had barely noticed. I wished I could open my eyes and ask Seth to keep his hand on my cheek regardless of the sever pain it would cause me. I knew I couldn't, though. I was pretty sure I couldn't even do so much as open my mouth without screaming. Just then there was another voice, one I didn't recognise.

"We don't know if she can hear us." Who was he talking to? Just then he spoke again "Sam . . . . ?" He sounded confused. But why had he said Sams name. Was Sam here!?! He better not be. And did Seth know? Did he know why I was like this?

"I'll let Iona explain. When she. . . . .Wakes up." Seth spoke in a quiet voice, as if he was. . . . afraid? I didn't know. I was just happy he was here. Surely, if Seth was here, that meant that the pain was almost over, right?

Wrong. It went on for what must have been months. Years.

And then – How was this even possible?!?! - It got worse. The burning became a million times hotter. My heart felt like it was about to over-run, it was going to fast, and yet it fought to go faster.

Then, slowly, very slowly, the pain and the fire grew fainter in the very tips of my fingers, and in my toes. Then my hands and feet were free from the fires wrath. Soon, my limbs were cold as well, though my heart was still fluttering painfully, every beat, only lasting a thousandth of a second, like a new stab wound through my chest.

That's when it stopped.

My heart.

It just. . . stopped.

And I opened my eyes.

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