A/N: Hope you like this. It's basically just a filler until I fully restart this story.

Pushing through the doors of the hospital, Charlie Swan held his lifeless daughter in his arms. He shouted out to anyone that would listen for help. "Someone help please." He screamed, looking weaker than he ever had with tears streaming down his face. Within seconds her was surrounded by doctors who were taking Vanessa out of his hands.

"What happened?" Carlisle Cullen had turned around from where he was in the crowd and asked Charlie this, looking behind him at a crying Bella and a shaking Jacob Black.

"Where are they taking her? Where are they taking my baby?" He shouted, trying to get around the blonde doctor.

"They're taking her into surgery. We need to get the baby out fast." Carlisle explained. "Now you need to tell me what happened." He repeated. Charlie turned around and pointed at Jacob angrily.

"Ask Him!" He growled, "He was up there with her and the next thing we know they're arguing and then we're driving her to the hospital!"

Jacob looked up into Carlisle eyes, both pairs sharing the same look of sadness. They knew each other's secrets and the second Carlisle knew who was left with Vanessa Swan he knew what had happened. Carlisle shook his head. "Ok, I better go and help them." He said before rushing off.

After six long hours waiting in the hospital waiting room, Bella had cried herself to sleep. Jacob had been pacing for two of those hours while Charlie stared at him angrily. Carlisle entered the room, an odd smile on his face.

"I have amazing news." He chuckled. "It's phenomenal, but... both of them survived." Bella who had woken upon his entry looked shocked.

"But she was dead? How could this happen?" She questioned the doctor, looking over at Jacob who was frozen with shock.

"We managed to revive her, she hadn't been gone long, it's a good job you drove fast. She's stable but she's going to be out for three days. And the baby girl is fine too. We managed to get her out safely with no complications." The pale faced man replied.

Charlie stood up and strode over the room, hugging Carlisle. "Thank you so much Dr. Cullen, I owe you my life." He said. He looked over at Jacob, glaring at him for a second. How could he not speak at a time like this? "Can we see her?" He asked. Carlisle nodded, and led them to her room, Jacob following automatically.

Jacob POV

I followed after them, not knowing what to expect. She'd died. How the hell had she survived? And would she be able to forgive him for the scars he'd given her. As he entered the room the first thing I thought about was my daughter. I couldn't even look at Vanessa though I knew she was out cold.

I took in a deep breath, inhaling a truly awful smell. I'd knew that Carlisle smelled to him, but he'd smelt him already. This was something a lot worse than him. I ignored it and made my way to the little glass cot where my daughter lay.

She was there, her tiny eyes closed as she breathed softly. They'd wrapped her in a baby pink blanket and she just looked so tiny. I shook my head at myself as I realised, of course she was small, she had another three months until she was meant to come out. I turned to Dr. Acula and said, "Can I hold her?" He nodded and smiled at me, picking her up and passing her to me.

At first I thought I was going to drop her, but after a moment I got it, holding her to my chest as I looked down at her beautiful tiny face. That's when I looked at Vanessa. The scars she had received from his furious attack were barely there anymore, and he could tell that Bella noticed too. The brunette was running her hand over where the scar on her sister's chest had been.

I moved forward, cautiously removing one hand from underneath my daughter to hold my girlfriend's – probably ex girlfriend – hand. I felt a slight shock at how cold it was. Of course she'd been dead for about five minutes so she should be cold right?

A/N: I'm possibly putting this story on hold. I'm going to be writing my own book soon.