Here we go, the next chapter. Embry and Bianca will have their big conversation about everything in the next chapter. I just couldn't really get it to fit with the flow in this one.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing from The Twilight Saga.

They had to put Bella in a hospital bed and hook her up to a bunch of tubes. She was just too weak, and nothing she ate was staying down. She was starving, slowly but surely dying. I could see just how much Edward wanted to kill himself. He blamed himself because he had gotten her pregnant. Every time he looked away from her and from his family, he looked as if he were burning alive and there was no escape from the absolute pain.

I hovered beside Edward and Rosalie, at Bella's bed side. I brushed her limp hair and braided it back so it didn't knot while she slept. She looked more like Bella that way. Rosalie seemed to trust me, and was willing to let me do whatever I wanted, while the blonde vampire objected when it came to everyone else.

It was later that night, when Bella had finally fallen asleep, that Edward looked up, out the door. His eyes were quick, calculating. He disappeared and I could hear him speak outside.

"Jacob? Seth? What's going on?"

I ran from Bella's side, she was sleeping anyways, and hurried to the front porch. Emmett and Jasper stood on either side of Edward.

Standing in front of the porch were two of the wolves. One was tall, very tall, and russet brown. The one next to him was a lot smaller, with sandy-colored fur.

"Jacob!" I exclaimed. "Seth!"

I ran off the porch and hurled myself at the large wolf. I leaned into his shoulder, the highest part I could reach, to hug him. When I turned to Seth, I was able to reach his neck, so I embraced him.

Suddenly, Edward hissed and jumped off the porch. "They want to kill Bella?"

The way Edward spoke, with no life in his voice, made it seem like a statement. Emmett and Jasper leaped down and landed beside him. They bared their teeth at the wolves, moving forward. I turned and backed away from the wolves and toward the vampires, suddenly afraid.

"Em, Jazz - not them! The others. The pack is coming."

Emmett and Jasper paused. Emmett turned to glare at Edward. "What's their problem?"

"The same one as mine," Edward hissed. "But they have their own plan to handle it. Get the others. Call Carlisle! He and Esme have to get back here now!"

Jacob whined.

"They're not far," Edward reassured him.

Edward answered one of their thoughts. "Will you be in danger, Seth?"

"Danger?" I exclaimed. "What's dangerous?"

But I replayed, in my head, the words Edward had said.

The pack is coming.

And everything clicked.

The pack would think the baby was dangerous. The unknown was never taken lightly with them. They would want to kill it, to protect the tribe from it because it was potentially dangerous. But that would kill Bella, and the Cullens would defend her. So it was going to be a fight.

Seth suddenly wheeled around and ran into the trees.

I moved back to the door - while Edward and Jacob had their one-sided conversation - to check on Bella. She was still sleeping. Her face was completely peaceful, which was odd, considering how much pain she must've been in. The glass wall had turned to metal.

"Jacob, would you mind switching forms?" Alice asked. I hadn't even realized that she was outside. "I want to know what's going on."

Jacob shook his head.

"He needs to stay connected to Seth," said Edward.

"Well, then would you be so kind as to tell me what's happening?"

"The pack thinks Bella's become a problem. They forsee potential danger from the . . . from what she's carrying. They feel it's their duty to remove that danger. Jacob and Seth disbanded from the pack to warn us. The rest are planning to attack tonight."

Alice hissed and leaned away from Jacob.

I turned back to the wolves and walked to stand close to the vampires, looking up at Jacob.

"You disbanded from the pack?" I asked him.

Jacob dipped his huge head, as if nodding.

"How?" I questioned.

Edward answered in his emotionless voice. "Sam tried to force him to fight. He used his Alpha command. Jacob embraced his Alpha blood and started a new pack."

"Jake," I murmured in awe. "I can't believe you embraced your Alpha blood. That's wonderful."

Jacob wolf-grimaced. I rolled my eyes at his reaction.

The late hour was starting to get to me. I yawned involuntarily. Jacob and Edward both turned to look at me.

"You need sleep, Bianca," said Edward. He was emotionless as he spoke, but it didn't stop it from sounding as if I were his little sister, up past my bedtime.

I shook my head. "I'm fi -" I yawned so widely I felt my jaw pop. "-ine. Really. I don't want to go to sleep with all this going on. I'm wide awake."

Jacob growled at me.

"Go to sleep. Now," translated Edward.

I sighed. "Fine. But it'll take me hours to fall asleep anyways."

Jacob huffed triumphantly, so I flipped him off before going inside.

I realized then that I was a mess. My hair was knotted and wind-blown from riding on the bike, and my feet were dirty from walking through the sand earlier that morning. Had it really been that morning that I was spending time with Embry? Had it really been only that morning when Jake and Quil had complained about mine and Embry's PDA?

When I walked in, I headed over to Alice.

"Do you have any clothes that I could sleep in?" I asked. "And perhaps a shower . . . ?"

I instantly regretted asking her because her face lit up when I asked about clothes. She led me up to her bathroom and let me shower. It felt nice to be clean, and the water seemed to wash away all of my major worries. When I stepped out of the shower, I was nearly carefree.

And then I wondered how Bella was doing and my worries came crashing back.

I quickly slipped into a pair of black sweatpants, very soft and comfortable, and a large, purple shirt. I slipped on some comfortable socks and, after Alice quickly braided my hair, went downstairs.

Bella was still in the hospital bed and Edward and Rosalie were hovering around her.

I glanced over at Emmett. "Can you move this couch closer?"

He nodded and with one quick motion had moved the couch closer to Bella's bed. Rosalie stepped back a bit, so I could see her. I curled up on the cushions and faced Bella, not tired anymore.

None of us spoke. We all watched Bella as she slept, all of us doing nothing but worrying. Carlisle reached for Bella, as if to check something and Rosalie put her hand up.

"Don't touch her! You'll wake her up," Rosalie whispered.

Carlisle sighed. "Rosalie."

"Don't start with me, Carlisle. We let you have your way earlier, but that's all we're allowing."

It was true. Carlisle had become so worried about Bella that he nearly demanded that Bella get hooked up to all the tubes and stuff.

Surrounding Bella's bed were Carlisle, Rosalie, Edward, and me, on the couch. We all stared at Bella, watching to make sure she was okay, prepared for anything to happen at any moment.

Suddenly Bella choked a bit in her sleep. I stood up as Rosalie and Edward moved closer to hover. Her body jerked and she whimpered. Rosalie stroked Bella's hair and Edward stiffened.

I think that was the only time that I have ever been truly terrified of Edward. He looked up with a truly murderous expression, as if he wanted to kill Rosalie right then and there.

And then, something I hadn't really understood until then finally fell into place. Rosalie and Bella had never truly gotten along. But for this pregnancy, they were a team. But it seemed that Rosalie was only in it for the baby. She could care less if Bella died, as long as the baby was all right.

For a brief second, I wanted to be a vampire, and I wanted to be the one glaring at her. I wanted to be the one to murder her.

Emmett ran forward, standing between Edward and Rosalie. He held his hands up to Edward.

"Not tonight, Edward. We've got other things to worry about."

Edward turned away. I followed his gaze and turned to see Jacob, in the window. His wolfy expression was one of pure horror. Something in Edward's expression must've seriously freaked Jake out because a second later, he dropped from the window.

I sat back down when it was clear that Bella was all right. Edward and Rosalie refused to move from her side. I curled into a comfortable ball, my head against the chair of the sofa, still watching her. Eventually, it was Bella's ragged, yet regualr breathing that lulled me to sleep.

I'm losing motivation for this story. I'm trying really hard to keep writing it, but it's kinda slow. But I'm working on trying to stay motivated, I promise.