I'm falling through space. It feels like it's taking forever to hit the water below me but when I do, it feels like a thousand knives have pierced me. I can't move. The water is slapping me around before I can finally move. I'm not sure what hurts more: the gash to my mid-section or the icy water. It's rather cold for such a mild day but I don't give a fuck about that right now. I need to get back to shore.

"Hang on, Sakura!"

Soon enough, Jacob's warm arm wraps around me and he starts to tow me back to shore. I feel limp and weak from the sudden attack. My companion is trying to encourage me to hang on and that we're almost to the shore. I'm glad. Even though I'm losing a bit of blood, my healing abilities are starting to kick in. I cough and blood splatters on Jake's chest.

"Made it." He mutters to himself. "She coughing up blood!"

"Get her to the hospital." Sam orders.

"Don't...bother." I gasp out. "Healing abilities are...working."

True to form, the gash on my stomach has just about disappeared. My strength is a little slow to return but it's nothing that I can't handle. I sit up slowly. I explain that a youma had attacked me at the top of the cliff and that I had failed on picking up on it. Jake looks at Sam and tells him to go back to the hospital. Why him? I'm about to ask about it but:

"Is that the monster we tore up?"

"Yeah."

We sit on the shoreline for a little while before Jake picks me up and lugs me back to his house. I ask about the hospital thing and he tells me that Harry Clearwater had a heart attack earlier this morning. From the way he sounds, it's clear that Harry isn't going to survive. I whisper a silent prayer to help him pass on in peace. I know it's going to be hard on his wife and two kids and for everyone that knows him. I sigh.

"This heat..." I comment.

"It's a wolf thing." Jake says. "It would kill an ordinary human but I'm not ordinary."

"Neither am I."

When we enter his house, Jacob tosses me some gray cotton clothes to change into. He blushes before he steps out of the room. I smile. He cares enough to give me something to change into. I call out to him and ask him about my bag that I had left at the top of the cliff. He says that one of the guys have it and that they'll come to return it. Good because it has my power stick in it. I'll be screwed if I don't have it.

"You can come back in, now."

Jacob obediently steps back into the room. He tells me that Quil has it and that he'll bring it over pretty quick...and he does. Just as soon my companion finishes his sentence, Quil comes in with my bag in tow. His face is solemn but flashes me a quick, flirty smile before he heads back out. I can feel his worry and despair about Harry. I sigh as I lie down on the couch. Jake brings me some heavy blankets.

"You're exhausted, Jacob." I comment.

"Yeah. I think I'll take a nap as well."

He sits down on the side of the couch and, soon, I can hear him snore.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's going to be hard around here." Billy replies.

It's confirmed. Harry Clearwater passed away during the night. Jake is sitting next to me with his face in his hands. I rub his shoulders, not saying anything. Sometimes silence can be a healing tool. It allows for time of reflection and meditation and that is what he needs. Suddenly, he catches my hand into his and looks at me.

"Are you alright?" He asks tiredly. "I should have taken you to the hospital."

"I'm fine. Look."

I lift up the large shirt he loaned me and there's no sign of the gash that I sustained from the youma. He sighs in relief and then he smiles, commenting that my healing abilities are just as fast as his. I stare at him. He got hurt? He says that it's nothing and, just like me, he heals very fast. Like hell it's nothing but I don't say a word. The youma has been handled and I'm not going to think about it anymore. Jake needs time to grieve. I slip into his bathroom to change into my clothes.

"I'm going to go." I say after changing.

"Let me take you."

I give Jake the keys to my truck and we're well on our way back to Forks.

"Thanks for the ride, Jake."

"Anytime."

He gets out of the truck and turns to head home before he stops dead in his track. It takes me a couple of seconds to figure out why. I check my surroundings and I see a car that looks like it belongs to a Cullen. What the fuck? I tell Jacob to get out of here and phase if he needs to. He dashes off back to La Push. He can't be on Cullen territory if they are truly back in town. I transform into Sailor Night and wield my scythe.

I can't believe that I have to sneak around in my own apartment. If there's someone dangerous inside, I can't be too careful. I have to be extremely careful. If I get careless, then it can be the end of me. I go for the nearest switch and the light reveals one Alice Cullen. Her eyes are black, indicating that she hasn't fed.

"So, Alice," I say coldly. "You're back. Care to explain why you're sneaking around?"

"Care to explain why you're alive?"

Shit.

She must have seen me fall off the cliff and into the water. No wonder she's in my apartment. She thought that I died from the fall, if not from my gash. I sigh. I don't really want to explain it to her since I don't owe any of her family an explanation. Just the same, though, I tell her that I had been practicing my martial arts when a youma had attacked me from out of nowhere. It slashed me in my mid-section, I explain, and I fell over the cliff.

"I saw you fall into the water but I didn't see you come up."

"Jacob pulled me out."

"Odd. I didn't see him."

She leans over and sniffs me. Her lovely face contorts into a face of disgust. She asks me how Jacob managed the tide since it had gotten pretty bad over there. I figure if Jacob knows about vampires, then Alice must know about the werewolves. It'll get me in trouble with her but I don't give a fuck since we're not friends anymore.

"He's a werewolf."

"You sure?

"I take it you weren't with Carlisle when he approached the tribe?"

"No."

"So tell me, what did you expect to find? I'm part of the supernatural, in case you forgot."

Speaking of supernatural, Jake comes back in with a glare on his face. I tell him that I'm still alive and that I can easily handle the vampire in front of me if I had to. He relaxes somewhat but remains suspicious. I tell him to go and I calmly remind him about the treaty, which forces him to leave. I promise that I'll contact him.

"She won't be staying long." I say.

He sighs and leaves. Once he's out of earshot, I ask Alice if Edward knows that she's here and the answer, surprisingly, is no. What the hell is he doing? No one really knows, she says, except that he checks in on the family every few months or so. I ask her where she has been and she says that she was in Denali. Jasper didn't want her to interfere with my life since they had promised Edward NOT to check in on me.

"The mother fucker." I growl.

"He still loves you, you know?"

"I wish that was true."