25. Jonathan

My name is Jason Charles Greenfield. In these next few moments I will explain to you the event of…well everything. These memories will be forever ingrained in my mind. Claire would explain it to you, but sadly she wouldn't be able to tell you to save her own life. Ironic huh?

Everything happened in a blur. Skylar tackled me and Edward was next. They pinned me to the ground with faces so angry I almost hated myself too, but I wasn't Cody. I was Jason, trapped in the body that has tried to steal Claire so many times. Cody jumped up and pulled them off of me while Claire stared at me wide eyed, disbelief everywhere on her face. It then broke into a wide grin and I bounded to her side, taking her face in my hands and kissed her deeply.

No one touched me, but I knew some wanted to. Of course they were confused. They believed I was Cody and that Cody was Jason. I was about to talk about it, but Cody beat me to it. Imagine that.

It took ten whole minutes to explain everything just right. He told them how he switched with me before the wedding and it took months for Claire to figure it out. When she did he forced her to keep quite or I would die. Of course she complied and spent everyday with the monster-his words not mine. I would have called him something much worse, but in honor of Claire I won't say it right now.

Some weren't surprised, but others still wondered who Cody was. The room was filled with silence and every body was rigid like they were ach made out of stone.

Right beside Claire stood a tall Indian man, but his features still had boyish qualities in them. His eyes kept darting to me even though Claire said I was all right and that it was the other he should worry about.

At that moment she had another spasm of pain, but it didn't stop. Little did I know that she was in pain the whole time we were talking about what happened. Had I known I would have forgotten the introductions and got straight to whatever the hell they were doing, but they weren't doing much of anything.

Carlisle was trying to figure out how to get the baby out safely. I mean Claire's body was turning back into a vampire because Cody couldn't hold the spell he put over Claire. I probably could have done something-and at this moment I so wish I had. Maybe it would have turned out so much differently-but I still didn't quite understand how to use my gifts. Maybe it was better that I didn't use them. I could have made it much worse.

I could see the glint of red reaching her eyes, the pale covering each and every tan spot she had. I watched as she grew more perfect looking and more graceful. It hit me that my only son that I could possibly have with Claire might not make it, but I was praying for a miracle. To whom I had no idea, but I was praying to someone.

I heard her heart go into over time and even as I heard each thump I could tell already something was wrong. The heart beat was much too fast, even for the changing process. I would know, I went through it to you know. Her blood was still flowing and she was much too hot.

At that point I blew it off, but right now I wish I hadn't.

Claire smiled through the pain somehow and she was still able to assure me that everything would work out and soon I would be a father. I was able to force a smile, but even she knew I couldn't be happy at a time like this. I'm still not now. To be truthful I'm still in shock.

Carlisle was doing the best he could, but not even that was enough. Her skin was too hard to cut and the baby couldn't come out the other way so it looked like I already knew the alternative.

Claire grabbed my hand. "Jonathan." she whispered. In fact those were the last words I heard he say. It was the last time I saw her alive too.

Once she got those words out she passed out. Her heart was beating too fast, but it started to slow. I mean really slow. I also heard a grinding noise coming from her torso.

"No…" I heard Jacob and Edward whisper it horror. I wanted to ask what was wrong, but I already saw. Right at the end of Claire's stomach was little teeth poking out, biting it's way through. And it was killing Claire in the process.

As we watched in silence it chewed its way out. Carlisle pulled it out and handed it to Alice when she quickly ran down the stairs. We each moved on Claire.

Cody watched in the corner, tears falling from his face.

We each had a job to do, but I was left standing there, feeling utterly useless. They were pumping her heart while I stood and watched. I held my breath, my broken heart constricting to wear I couldn't breathe even if I needed to.

After twenty minutes of trying to revive my love, Carlisle called it. I awoke at that moment. Everything inside me flared. It couldn't be over. Claire had promised me she would be with me forever, our rings said so. She had married me-technically-and she loved me. She raised my son, made love to me. To me. A human guy she met at school. We fell in love and in the few seconds I stood there I was able to relive every memory I ever had with her.

I pushed Carlisle and Edward away with such force Edward plunged through the wall. I pushed harder on her heart, trying to will it to beat again, but Carlisle was right, she was dead.

But it happened so fast. She was kissing my just a half hour ago, laughing and telling me it would be ok. Now she was gone and I would never see her laugh again, but I didn't give up.

I changed back into Jason while Cody took his body back and ran for the hills. After that little production I stood there for days-five to be exact-just pushing on her chest, every second hoping she would spring to life and say 'gotcha'. But this wasn't a joke. This was her life now. I knew she was going to die sooner or later, but I was so hoping later.

Now I knew my love was gone. I saw her beautiful hair fade out into a lifeless color, her cheeks were pallid, and I could tell her face wasn't any where close to being peaceful. Even in death I could still see Claire as the most beautiful thing in my world. And right now my world was spinning out of place.

We buried her a week later with a funeral and everything. I was getting ready when Bella came in and put something warm and sturdy in my arms. When I looked down I saw my son. He had blonde hair that was already curling like mine. His face, his nose, his body was just like mine. I could pull out things that were Claire's but I knew we would look like twins when he got older.

He opened his eyes and I saw those deep blue eyes: Claire's eyes.

"Jonathan." I barely whispered, giving him the name Claire spoke last. She must have known she was dying or else she would have said something different. She didn't have to waist her breath to say she loved me, I already knew that. I would always know that.

I walked out the door in a suit and grabbed Bella's hand, bringing her with me. I held Jonathan in my left arm and watched his alert face. It seemed like he even knew what was going on. He didn't talk, but I saw one tear roll down his cheek. I wiped it away with a sad smile and kissed his forehead.

Some might think I would resent the thing that killed Claire, but Claire would have hated me. She gave up her life for this small miracle and I had to take care of it. I loved my little son and my only regret was that he would never know his wonderful mother.

My eyes were wet before I reached the first step.

No one spoke as we walked to the site. We purchased a stone coffin made of granite and laid flowers inside. Skylar said a few words I didn't even hear. I was in my own little world, lost in Jonathan's blue eyes, one of the only things I had left of her besides Jonathan himself. He set the final rose on his mother's grave.

"Bye momma." he whispered. It made my heart clench to hear those words stumble out of his mouth. I barely registered he shouldn't even be speaking, but all I could do was cry. I held my son closer, wanting to never let go. Hoping he knew that Claire would never truly leave him. She would watch him from heaven because she belonged there. I could only hope.

I brushed the hair from Claire's unmoving face before kissing her lips one last time. There were hard and I felt no spark like normal, nor was I expecting to. I closed the casket and helped the others lift the rock into the earth.

I walked away wishing nothing more than to rewind the year would start over from the moment her heart started to beat. Wishing nothing more that her heart was still beating and mine would stop.

Yeah I know, this story ended kind of sudden, but I got the idea while I was in DC. I hope you liked it, even though I just killed off my main character, but just you wait till you see Jonathan's story, because I can't wait either. The next title is going to be called "Remember" so look for it over the next few weeks. Please review!!!