A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks for reviewing and being totally awesome! I have to thank one very wonderful reader, RubyDragonJewel for giving me an idea for this chapter. I just kinda tweaked it a little bit. You guys rock! Enjoy! :)

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BPOV: The last thing I saw was Paul's hand turn into a paw and scratch me across the face. Then, I drifted deep into unconsciousness. I was in my own mind after that. The pain was everywhere. Burning and thrashing through my body. I was vaguely aware of voices. But they just sounded like a buzz to me. I remembered what had happened to make Paul phase. Jacob had confessed his love for me. I knew this had all been hurting him. I didn't blame him or Paul for what happened to me. I suddenly felt as though I was floating across the air; and very fast at that. The feeling stopped just as abruptly as it had started. The pain was becoming unbearable. I needed to pull through this. For Paul, Jake, the pack, Emily, My parents, Edward Alice, the Cullens, and… I couldn't think anymore. I was overtaken by pain. I felt as though my entire body from the top right side down was burning , but in a pool of hot lava. I couldn't think anymore. I needed to work through this somehow. I was suddenly feeling numb, very numb. I recall there being a time that I thought it would be better to just let Victoria take my life and I could die peacefully. I didn't want that anymore. I wanted to live and be happy and live on the reservation with Paul for the rest of my life. I don't want to die. The burning continued, not helping my will to live. Will I ever be lucky for more than five minutes? Another burning coursed through me. No, I suppose not. The pain began coming out in sharp crisp flashes.

EPOV (Edward): I was miserable without Bella. I hated that dog for taking her away from me. I saw her at school, looking blissfully happy; happier than she had ever looked when with me. When I saw her that way, I didn't care about the mutt or anything else. I was just ecstatic that she was content. No matter how much it hurt knowing I wasn't the one making her look that way. My entire family was mourning the loss of Bella. They loved her dearly and still do. But it wasn't the same for all of us not having her around all the time. My phone beeped. It was Carlisle. Before answering, I sensed something wrong. "Carlisle, what's the matter?" I answered the phone. Agonized and irritated.

"Edward, its Bella." He said. His voice sounded strained and I became worried. "The pack brought her to the hospital and she was completely soaked in blood. They say to the others that she was mauled by a bear but they told me what really happened. Jacob made Paul angry. Bella tried to calm him down, but failed. She's badly hurt; Edward and we don't know if she'll make it. We stitched the wounds so there won't be any scars. She will look the same. But there is still blood coming from a wound near her stomach. We aren't sure she'll pull through, son."

"When can I see her, Carlisle?" I asked. My voice was lifeless. Why did things like this always have to happen to Bella? "Edward, the entire pack is here; her father will be coming in a few hours because he is being held up at work. And Paul is on his way with Sam and Jacob and he probably won't react well to you being there. I will call you and the rest of the family to tell you when you can visit." He told me. "Alright, Carlisle. I understand. Call me the second they all leave, would you." I asked him. "Of course, Edward. Goodbye, I need to help her now." He was gone before I could say another word. I was in agony. I hoped Bella would be okay. But I wasn't so sure. How many times could one person be harmed so badly and still come out alive? I was sure my family would want to know what was wrong with Bella. I headed down the stairs to tell them. I groaned internally. This would not be a pleasant conversation to have with them.

PPOV: Sam, Jake and I had just arrived at the hospital. We were about to rush over to the nurse's station when Dr. Fang himself, put himself between us and the entrance to the ward. "Paul, boys." He said. "Bella has been stabilized and will most likely be alright." Most likely. I didn't like the sound of that but I let the doc continue. "She still has a wound in her stomach that was too deep to stitch up. So there is still a high amount of bleeding in that area. We've put her into a medically induced coma for the next couple of hours so she can heal properly. But she will not have any scars from the incident anywhere. We stitched the wound neatly enough to make that possible." I was overtaken with joy at this clarification. Not that I cared if she had any scars. She would still be just as breathtakingly beautiful as before. I just didn't want her to always have to have her remember this painful incident every time she looked at her reflection. She was so selfless that she would blame mine and Jacob's carelessness on herself. And I would have none of that. Just then, Carlisle put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Paul, we are doing everything we can to help her survive this. She will survive this. You were very lucky this time." He said. I just nodded my thanks.

As Carlisle directed through the ward and we stepped inside her room, what I saw broke my heart. Bella was lying there. Wires and tubes attached to every open piece of skin. The pack and Emily were sitting there, just staring at her. Emily was crying. When they saw us standing there, Emily ran to Sam and cried into his chest. Quil and Embry got up and slapped Jacob, scolding him for causing this. I was aware that Jared was still sitting, staring at me with a rather sorrowful expression.

I didn't even glance at him. All I could see was my Bella. I had tears in my eyes as I went to her sleeping form and held her hand tight in my own. I began murmuring in her ear, "I'm so sorry, Bells. So sorry. I love you so much. Please don't hate me. Please be okay. Please." I noticed Emily was rubbing my shoulder, trying to console me.

After a few more minutes of the room being completely and totally silent except for the beeping of Bella's heart from the monitors, someone burst into the ward shouting, "WHERE IS SHE? WHERE'S MY BABY SISTER?" We were all momentarily shocked. "Who are you?" I asked the boy, confused. He had dark, chocolate brown, messy hair and brown green eyes to match. He was wearing the same expression now that Bella always wore when she was worried. "I'm Bella's older brother, Cole. I'm nineteen. I've been away at the Marine Corps for a year. I just got home to my mother's house when she told me Bella had been attacked by a bear. I got on the first available flight out of Jacksonville and came straight here. I was so worried about her!" He said going to Bella and kissing the top of her forehead whispering, "I'm here now, baby sister. I'm home now." She actually whimpered in her sleep and leaned her face in his hand. "Wait," he said suspiciously. "Who are you?" he asked me.

"I'm Paul Lahote. Bella's boyfriend." I answered simply. "Boyfriend?" He whispered to himself in disbelief. "She never told me she had a boyfriend." He sounded hurt. He shifted his gaze to me. And it suddenly became a death glare.

"You better take good care of her." He threatened me. "If you harm her, so help me I will hunt you down and kill you and hide the body so my father doesn't throw me in a jail cell." I agreed with him wholeheartedly. If only he knew what I had just done to her. "I will take care of her with my life." I promised him. He looked at me, then. "Good." He said sternly, shaking my hand and gripping it hard before going to sit at his sister's side holding her hand. All of us completely silent. Then Bella began to stir on the bed and everyone sat up straight.

A/N: Oooooooohhhhh! How will Bella react to seeing her brother again? Hoped you guys liked this chapter! Next update depends on the number of reviews I get. Love you guys! Review PLEASE! :)

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