Jacob's POV

I groaned, trying to move my head to look at the person who had just come into my hospital room. The cast around my neck, which didn't let me move my neck more than two centimetres, stopped my movement.

"Jacob?"

I recognised his voice- it was Sam. Come to visit me again.

"Hello," I said, my voice croaky from lack of use.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, sitting in one of the plastic chairs beside my bed.

Sam looked old and weary. There were new lines in his face that hadn't been there before the fight. There was a permanent frown on his face, and his eyes held depths of sadness.

"I've never felt better," I said hoarsely.

Sam laughed, but the sound was not happy and it made my heart ache. The silence that now fell between us was uncomfortable.

"So…" I said, "How are you feeling?"

"What do you mean?" Sam said, a faraway look in his eyes. "I'm not injured."

"You're as injured as me," I said, "Though not physically."

Sam lowered his head. A small sigh slipped from between his lips.

My heart sank ever lower into the squeaky-clean hospital floor. "I missed them… didn't I?"

"What?"

"Their funerals."

Quil and Paul…

"Yes," Sam said, "I'm sorry Jake. We couldn't wait; we didn't know when you'd wake up."

"It's okay…" I said. I laid my head back against the pillow and closed my eyes. There was silence for a few seconds more; I could hear the harsh ticking of the clock on the wall, the squeaking of people's shoes in the corridor outside, and the deep breathing of Sam.

"Jake."

"Yes?" I whispered.

"I'm sorry for everything."

"It wasn't your fault," I said. Then my mind skipped back a few weeks.

"What's the verdict?" Sam said, "Have they bitten a human or not? Was the girl a vampire?"

What should I say? I thought. Tell the truth, and say that I was too occupied with watching the girl than checking to see if she was a vampire? That I was just like Jared, Embry, Paul and Quil, too drunk and immature to actually do the job I was asked to do?

"She was a vampire," I said confidently.

Sam's eyes widened. "They broke the treaty!"

"Yeah," I said quietly, "I guess they did."

Already, I was starting to feel guilty. When Sam found out, he would sure be pissed with me.

When Sam found out! Crap, crap, I thought, I'm in so much shit!

And then another thought wormed it's way into my brain.

I made the pack think that human girl was a vampire… it's because of me that we attacked! I am the reason Quil and Paul died!

"NO!" I screamed. Sam's head snapped up and his eyes met mine. I hauled myself up from the bed with my arms, snapping all the wires that attached me to the bed.

Sam jumped up, looking alarmed. "Jacob! What's wrong?"

I didn't answer him- just stared, my eyes wild. I began to run towards the door of my hospital room, but heard a bang and I was falling. My legs hadn't moved! They wouldn't work!

"NO!" I screamed again, and blacked out as my face hit the hard, tiled floor.

Victoria's POV

I propped my head up with my hand as I looked at him. Naked in bed, we were covered in the thin sheen of sweat that came after lovemaking. His white hands were still lazily draped over my waist, and his eyes were lightly closed.

"James?" I whispered.

He opened one eye at first, and as he appraised my body, a smile crossed his face.

"Yes, my beauty?" he answered.

I smiled at the compliment. "I need a favour."

"What is it?" he said, the light in his eyes rekindling and burning. He loved my schemes, and presumably by the look on my face he could tell I had hatched another one.

"I need you to ask your friends for help," I said.

His eyes narrowed. "My friends?"

"Yes, my dear James," I said, "Your friends. They will be part of the plan too. It has recently come to my notice that a family of vampires will be paying us a visit soon, and your friends will provide the perfect backup if a brawl should occur."

"A family of vampires?" James said, his teeth flashing in the dim light of the shuttered room, "How do you know?"

"My power, you dimwit," I snapped.

(A/N: I don't want to explain Victoria's power in any more detail than this- her power is maybe a little similar to Alice's, but she doesn't 'see' things, she senses them. Much like when a rabbit can sense danger, like when a fox is stalking him. Victoria's power is much more complex than that, but its just a complicated power much like instinct).

"Vampires, you say? Where from?"

"Washington," I said.

He raised an eyebrow. "How many?"

"Five vampires will come, with a human in their company," I explained.

"What is your plan?" James asked.

He really thinks I am going to tell him that? Is he utterly stupid?

"I can't tell you that yet, I haven't finalised the details," I lied. Of course, I've finalised it! My plans are always well thought out, and they always work.

"What are the vampires coming for?" James said, "They must have a reason."

"You remember that book I wrote about ten years ago?" I said.

James shook his head. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes with impatience.

"Remember when I suddenly had that 'feeling' that I had to write a book?" I said, "Through my power."

"Yes, I remember now," James said.

"Well I wrote about the 'Prophecy of the Blood Berries'."

"Oh yes," James said, "I remember asking about the odd title, but you just said that was what it was called and I couldn't change it."

"Well, the prophecy explained that one vampire would fall in love with a human. And then I wrote that the human would leave, breaking the vampire's heart," I said, "And the vampire would find a second power on his dying day that would be the downfall of the entire vampire race."

"I remember questioning you about the strangeness of it," James said, "I knew you believed that a mere mortal would never be able to destroy a being so matchless as a vampire. But you said that your power told you it was important to write exactly what you did."

"It was important," I said, swinging my legs out of bed and walking over to the dresser. "And now I know why!"

I took some lacy red pants out of the top drawer, which were very insubstantial and hardly covered anything. I then pulled on a matching bra, and then chose my seducing dress. It was black leather, short, and hugged my curves. I would need any dazzling power I could use to pull off this spectacular plan.

"You know why? Tell me!" James said from the bed.

With a twinkle in my eye, I strutted over to the bed. I climbed up onto it, and crawled forwards until I was holding myself right above James. I could see desire in his eyes and smiled wider, my teeth flashing dangerously.

"I wrote that Prophecy for my own gain," I whispered against his lips, "But it was partly true."

"Partly? Which part wasn't real then?" James asked. "Is the vampire race going to be destroyed? Will the vampire's heart be broken? Will the human girl leave, will—"

I stopped his speech by putting a finger over his lips.

"You'll have to wait and see, won't you?" I murmured, and rewarded him with the kiss he had so been craving.