Chapter Fourteen:

Jacob:

The blood felt thick and warm as it spurted between my hands. It was oozing between my shaking fingers, and all I could do was pray.

My Ness. My sweet, poor Ness.

I could feel her heart stutter underneath me, and I nearly gasped at the pain it caused me.

"Come on Ness. Come on sugar, you got this baby." She had to live. We had to be together. Without her my life was nothing. I simply couldn't stand another day without her.

Jasper beside me had his hands on her chest, trying to open her lungs to air. She wasn't responding, and I could feel the smell of death begin to wash over her.

My hands were around her neck, trying to stop the clotting blood from opening up again. She had already lost so much.

Billy watched as the vampires ran into the forest, confused. What had happened? The father had suddenly gone crazy, and everyone had followed him.

He huffed, and swiveled towards the door.

I couldn't…breathe.

I gasped, and tried to pull in oxygen, but all that ended up happening, was me croaking, spitting up more blood.

I saw Jacob's face over me, his brown eyes huge and frightened. He was urging me to survive, to live. I didn't understand his words though, all I could make out of those perfect lips were the words "Don't…die…"

My heart was sputtering, and my vision began to blur. That beautiful face warping and fuzzing.

I felt Carlisle in my head, saw him shoot up, and run into the trees. He was bringing everyone, I was going to be okay.

Carlisle's legs pumped as he pushed himself faster and faster, until the trees buzzing behind him became just faded spots in his peripheral. The edges of his vision was tinted black, he was desperate to get his hands on his granddaughter.

Emmett, and Rose ran behind him and were panting with adrenaline. He knew that if Ness died, if anything happened, his family would be crushed. Nothing would ever be the same, and no one, Edward and Bella in particular, would ever recover.

He was speeding past the small clearing when he felt a hand reach out and grasp his arm, pulling him to a halt.

He turned, ready to fight, only to be encountered with Edward and Alice.

Alice's eyes looked pale and tired, and a sheen of sweat could be seen covering that angelic face.

"Where are you going?" Edward asked puzzled.

Carlisle growled at his son and tried to rip his arm from the steel fingers. "Release me!"

Edward searched his father's eyes, and for a moment, saw a flicker of his daughter.

He grabbed Carlisle by the collar and brought him inches from his face.

"Where is she!? Did you see her!?" His eyes were frantic.

Bella caught up to the group and grasped her husband's hands inching closer to Carlisle.

"Edward, look at me Edward."

Edward tore his gaze from the man in question.

"Let him go. I'll explain. But right now he needs to go. Please honey," she reached up and held his cheek, "trust me."

Edward took one long look at her hand, then released Carlisle, who shot off into the woods.

"Tell me Bella. What's happening?"

Whenever Ness was in a mind, he could never hear it. Carlisle's thought had been quiet if not silent.

Bella ran a hand through his hair.

"Edward, Ness is hurt."

Edward began to shake.

"What? How?! Where is she?"

She took his hand. "I'll show you. For now, look for her while we run. She knows more than I."

Jasper watched as Ness stopped breathing. He pounded his fists frantically into her small heart, but nothing came of it.

She was still, and turning colder as the seconds passed.

Jacob was curled around her, with his hand closing the puncture on her neck, and head smothered into her blood-coated hair.

He stopped for a moment, and listened. Still nothing.

I was floating. My whole body, just swaying. I felt detached, careless.

Everything was blue, all different shades and textures.

I didn't have a body, yet I could feel. I could embrace the smells, and the soft air around me.

Jacob:

No, no, no, no….

Ness, oh god…

My whole body was shivering, and I couldn't chase away the ache in my bones.

Her breath, shallow, stopped and her lips, turned blue.

"No!" I gasped, and pushed my lips onto hers. Trying to warm her, trying to will her back.

Jasper sat behind me, against the Chevy. He had given up. His hands were covered in blood and his eyes were dull and dead.

I felt him scramble back, and push himself against the door.

I looked back at him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Get the the fuck back over here!"

He just shook his head slowly.

"Dead. She…Ness…She…"

No.

I didn't want to here it. She wasn't dying. Not today. She couldn't leave me. Not now.

I turned back to her pale face, and began CPR. I had only done it once before, and my hands were stumbling and clumsy.

I felt my heart begin to break.

In my wonder, a voice came to me.

Carlisle smelled the death before he saw her.

He had eyes only for her when he spun to a stop and crouched over her.

"Ness?" He asked gently. "Ness?"

Jacob was trying to breathe into her bloodied mouth, but only succeeded in puffing up her cheeks.

"Carlisle!" Jacob noticed him, and pulled him down roughly.

"Do something! Please, just, just fix her. You…you're a doctor. Fix…fix..." He was panting now, his eyes black and wide with shock.

Carlisle looked over at his granddaughters face.

He leaned to her chest, and listened for a moment, then pressed an ear to her lips.

Nothing.

She was gone.

With a shaking hand, he reached out and closed her eyes.

Jacob looked at him, and then back at her.

"No!"

Jacob opened Ness's eyes quickly, and took her head in his hands.

Kennan watched, and with a grim set to his jaw, sank to his wolf form. Below him, the girl was turning cold and her skin was becoming blue.

He raced towards them, the couple coming clearer and clearer.

Sherina tapped her thigh impatiently, she was tired of waiting. The stupid fool a of a man was slow, and she thought that she very well might rip his throat out like a leech.

"I-I'm sorry Ma'am." The man apologized as he plopped into the passenger seat, clutching his beloved suitcase.

It had been scratched and scraped, but Sherina recognized the importance of the contents, and accepted its filthy presence.

"So…did, I mean, has some-someone left this for us?"

She smiled, and merged into traffic. "You could say that."

The man looked at her, then the keys.

A little shorter than usual I know, but I promise the next chapter is long and juicy. Now don't throw a fit, would I really kill of my main character? Come on now. Leave a review telling me what you think is going to happen. Also, I have an awesome beta who has asked to remain nameless ;) love you girl, but I'm looking for another one. I'm amping up on stories so another set of eyes would be awesome. Also, I've started another twilight story called "Learning to Love." It's a Sam and Bella pairing. Love ya!