Hello People. Sorry my updates just haven't been going as quick as they used to. Life's caught up and u had to deal with lots of stuff. But I should be updating at least once a week now so…. Here's chapter 25. It's a little short though. Apologies.

Chapter 25- Renesmee POV

I was dipping in and out of my conscious state. I couldn't tell where I was or what was happening. But when I finally came to, I realized that someone that I didn't know was carrying me through the forest. I was very uncomfortable, I might add. He had me draped over his shoulder and so I was dangling upside down. And I had this massive headache that threatened to open up my skull if I made any sudden movements. And finally of course, there was the pain in my stomach because of the knife wound I received. I don't know how long it's been since I took some type of medication, but it must have been an extended amount of time. The pain was as bad as ever. Worse even, if that was possible.

With all the agony, I wasn't able to panic, as I would have. That would have involved kicking and screaming that punching. But now, I could barely move a little bit without causing more pain.

"Ow," I said mostly to myself when I tried to move my arm.

The man carrying me chuckled. "Are you awake now?"

I confirmed my earlier suspicion. This was definitely a man that I didn't know. He had an unfamiliar raspy voice. It made my skin crawl. I groaned in response.

He just laughed. "Yeah well, we're almost there." He seemed excited.

Almost where? I almost asked. Then I realized that I probably didn't want to know.

I tried to remember how I got in this predicament, but it was all blurry. Jake and I were in the house. Then for some reason, he phased and we went outside to the woods. And then…everything went black. Does that mean Jacob was here too? Was he ok?

"Jake…Jacob," I said weakly. "Is…Jake?" I could barely find my voice, but I knew that this guy could hear me without difficulty.

"You mean the dog? We left him. He's back by your house. Although we should have finished him off now that I think about it. Won't want him following us now would we?"

I instantly relaxed. If Jake wasn't here and he was alive, then he would be coming after me. He should be here in no time. After all, I was his imprint. He won't letting anything bad happen to me. This guy had no idea how big of a mistake he just made, letting Jake stay alive. Not that I'm complaining.

But I don't know how far we've gotten ahead of him because I don't know how long this guy's been carrying me. If we're too far, then he might have trouble tracking my scent. I had to think fast before we get too far. How can I make my scent stronger? Easier to track?

I smiled when I found my answer, but my headache made that movement cause me more pain. But if I was going to do what I thought I was going to do, then I would be in for some serious pain indeed. So suck it up, I thought to myself.

To make my scent easier to smell from a long distance, all I have to do is bleed. Take some blood out of my body. That'll definitely make it easier for whoever is tracking me. They'll be able to clearly smell the blood. The bad news was that I had nothing to cut myself with…well other than the obvious. I sighed. This was going to hurt. A lot. After this I would be in complete agony.

I slowly lifted my hand to my mouth, ignoring the pain that came with it. I counted to three, and then I bit down, trying not to scream. Apparently, I didn't bite hard enough because it didn't pierce my skin. I bit down this time harder, ignoring the agony, and that's when I tasted the blood in my mouth. Lots of blood. I tired not to think about how bad this wound would be. I dropped my hand and let the blood drip onto the ground. Success. There would be a clear trail for Jake to follow.

This was when I realized that maybe Jake's not the only one who's tracking me. Duh, Dad's probably tracking me, Mom and of course they'll bring Emmett. As a matter of fact, the entire family is probably out looking for me.

If Dad was one of the people looking for me, he'll be searching my thoughts. If that's the case, then I can't pass out like I wanted. Dad needed something to listen to. I struggled to stay conscious. Not letting my body do what it naturally does as a result of so much pain.

"Why do I smell your blood?" The man asked. Crap, I forgot about him, He'll know something's up now. "Answer me." The authority was leaking through his voice.

"My…hand," I whispered. My vision was getting blurry. My family had to find me quick or I'll definitely pass out.

"What happened to it?"

"…Hurts," I said as my voice cracked. I was just stalling for time.

"Why?" I could tell he was getting impatient.

I tried thinking of a good lie that would explain why I have this nasty wound, but I kept coming up blank. I decided that I should go with the truth.

"Bit it."

He growled. "Why?"

Fear coursed through me. The first real terror since I had woken up. What would he do if he knew that I was helping people find me? Would he kill me? Some recessive part of me looked foreword to that. No more pain, no more agony…

No! I couldn't think like that. I can't think that dying is a good thing. I can't give this guy any excuse to kill me. That would destroy my family. It would destroy Jacob. No, I had to be strong. I had to keep myself alive, for their sake.

"Don't know," I said answering his question. It was a silly answer but I needed to stall him.

He growled again. All of a sudden, I was on the ground. My captor had dropped me face first onto the floor.

My head nearly exploded and I felt my neck crack. "Ow!" I yelled.

He ignored my outburst and turned me over so that I was facing him. "What are you planning, little girl?"

I got a good look at his face; I was shocked to see that it was scarred and ugly. Scars were covering every inch of his face. Like he had been mauled by a bear and his wounds never healed. I shuddered. What did the rest of his body look like? This was the first vampire that I have ever met who wasn't beautiful in some way. What happened to him?

If my family didn't find me in the next 2 minutes I was a goner. C'mon Dad, I thought. I know you're listening. I don't have much time left.

I looked around the forest trying to find some detail that would help him find me faster. But all I saw were trees that looked too much alike for distinction.

"Look at me!" The guy yelled ferociously. I focused myself on his face, his ugly, disturbing face. "Answer the question," he said more calmly.

I shrugged my shoulders, trying not to wince. "Not planning anything," I lied. I just hope that he'll buy it.

He lifted up my injured hand. The question asking why I did this was on his face.

"I…uh…" think, think, think…I thought to myself. But my head refused to give me any ideas.

Then everything changed. Thankfully, I heard the sweetest of sounds. Oh I so hope that I'm not imagining this. I heard footsteps. They were coming from the direction that we came from.

One look at Ugly, and I could tell that he could hear them too.

"Dammit!" he cursed as he tried to pick me up again. Impulsively, I kicked him. I wasn't surprised that it didn't effect him at all. I hadn't kicked him away. His shoulder was just pushed. But all I needed was time. My family was coming to look for me. They're close. And this guy won't be able to outrun my Dad. Not my Dad, the fastest vampire in the world.

"Stupid girl!" he said grabbing me again. This time I couldn't fight him, and he was able to slug me over his shoulder.

The Vampire started running again. But before he did, I had heard a growl. I smiled because I recognized this growl instantly. I knew exactly whom it belonged to.

Jacob. My Jacob. He was here to save me.

I looked up and smiled. "Jake!" I said weakly. I knew that he'd find me.

He was in his wolf form running about 20 yards behind us. And Emmett was there too, right next to Jake. They both looked relieved to see me, but not as relieved as I was to see them.

All of a sudden, Ugly came to a sudden stop. I was confused. Is he giving me up, knowing that it's two against one? Is he going to offer me as a trade for his life? I feel like that's the smart move, but that he's not going to do it.

"Let her go," a voice, one that I knew all to well, said. It was coming from the opposite direction of where Jake and Emmett were. He must have circled around us. I smiled. Fastest vampire in the world.

"Dad," I said weakly. I knew he'd be here.

"I don't think I will," Ugly said responding to my Dad's command.

"You're outnumbered. Nothing good can come if you fight us."

My captor knew he was surrounded. There was no way out for him. I smiled. Game over.

Once again, my captor dropped me facedown on the ground. "Ow!" I said. But the pain was masked by the happiness I felt because my family was here.

Dad didn't hesitate. As soon as I was away from him, he ran after my kidnapper and my kidnapper ran towards him. They were going to fight, I realized. I panicked, worrying about Dad's safety. But then I saw Emmett run past me. I relaxed a little. It was two against one. The odds were in our favor.

I felt something come up against my face. I knew instantly who it was. "Jacob," I said and he licked my cheek. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his fur. His warm, comforting fur. "I knew you'd find me," I said, momentarily forgetting about all my pain. Jacob was here. Everything was better when Jacob is with me.

An earsplitting scream interrupted our moment. I turned and saw Ugly's head rolling on the ground. Just his head. Separate from his body. Oh God, when will I ever stop seeing people get decapitated? But apart from being mortified, I was also relieved. Dad and Emmett were fine. He didn't even last a full minute against them.

I put my head back in Jake's fur. He licked my cheek comfortingly. I relished the touch.

"Nessie!" Dad yelled. I looked over and saw him running towards me. I saw his worried expression. When he got to me he covered me in his arms. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?" He asked me frantically.

I sighed. I wanted to tell him that I was ok but I couldn't lie like that. I was in so much pain. The worst I ever felt. Everything hurt.

He nodded and kissed my forehead. "We'll get you to Carlisle soon, love. Don't worry." He put two arms under me and picked me up. I leaned my head against his chest. I was way comfortable now than I was slugged over my kidnapper's shoulder.

"Sleep now Nessie," he said softly. "You're safe now."

I nodded and closed my eyes. I was finally able to let my body to what it's been begging to do since I woke up. Pass out.

I drifted off into, hopefully, a peaceful sleep.

I know it was shorter than usual, but here you go. Review and tell me whats up.