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Izzie's POV

Carlisle led Embry up the stairs, leaving me speechless on the couch. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe. All communication between me and the Earth was destroyed.

"Lindsey! Lindsey can you hear me!?" Kelsey shook my shoulders. I stood firm like a statue, not blinking, not moving. Seth...No...he can't be...

"Lindsey! You have to come on you idiot!" Kels grabbed me by the arm, and throwing me over her shoulder. I felt my body whizzing around, finding myself suddenly in the doorway to Kels's bedroom. Embry had laid Seth down on the bed, the blankets instantly soaking up the rain. I gripped the door frame as I looked at my imprint's face; pale, his eyes closed peacefully as if he was sleeping. Oh Seth if only you were asleep-

"Kelsey! Go get a splint for me down in my study," Carlisle was commanding orders to everyone and I moved out of the way to let the blurs through. I stepped inside the doorway, one small step at a time towards the bed with my eyes glued to Seth's body. Nothing looked painful on the outside, but I knew there was something wrong. I could feel it in my arm and ribs. It must be the connection. I wish I could just tell him to get better and get up. He was so vulnerable, tears began to form in my eyes. How could I have been mad at him? Why was I mad at him? My eyes swept over his motionless body; he was like a sleeping teddy bear.

Kelsey darted into the room, handing Carlisle the splint. Carlisle wrapped Seth's arm in it, bending his elbow in the right way. When he accidentally moved it the wrong way, I jolted, feeling like someone had snapped my elbow like a twig. With a shudder, I imagined a vampire grabbing Seth's arm and breaking it against his knee. I closed my eyes tightly trying to blink all the bad ideas away.

Carlisle shooed everyone out of the room, 'cause he said there was too much panic. I, of course, was allowed to stay. I eventually made my way to the bed where I fell on my knees, not able to stand up anymore. I blinked and a small tear fell down my cheek as I ran my hand over his forehead, brushing back his soft, wet hair. I swallowed hard and reached for his left hand (or as I would call his good hand) and held onto it, rubbing my thumb over his knuckles tenderly.

"He's going to be OK," Carlisle said as he placed a cool hand on my shoulder, sending goosebumps through me.

I nodded as another tear fell down my face. "Yeah. I know. It's just hard in the meantime."

"He's already healing at a fast rate. His arm will be better within a day or so, and his ribs are already on the verge of healing. He has a few cuts, but they've already scared over. I wouldn't exactly say fatal injuries but they're not quite ones to ignore," Carlisle smiled down at me.

The corner of my mouth rose into a weak side-smile. What would I ever do without Carlisle?

A few hours later, probably about midnight when Kels came in to check on me. She told me Trevor just got in and that Karli was throwing fits until he came in through the door. Knowing Karls those were major fits. He said that everyone in the pack was accounted for and that there were only minor injuries. Apparently Sam was trying to figure out a way for Trevor to be part of the pack.

Kels brought me a pair of p.j.'s (a gray tank top and black Soffee shorty shorts) and the rocking chair that she sat in when I was sick. I guess it just helps those who are watching over the injured. Freaky. She told me that while I was sick she never left that chair, and I soon knew what she was talking about. After she brought it in, I never left. We parked it at the foot of the bed, where I could watch over him but still be close enough if he needed me.

I had dozed off several times, but woken right back up if I felt a tingle or a stab of pain in my ribs or elbow, making sure that Seth was alright. By the time it was one in the morning I had fallen dead asleep.

"I...Iz....?"

I shot up in the chair, looking through the darkness to see the outline of his body, his head facing my direction. "Iz...?" his voice was slightly weak and a bit strained which squeezed my heart.

"I'm here Seth! I'm here!" I jumped out of the rocker and darted beside him. I grabbed his hand and he sat up a bit, pressing his sweet lips to mine. "Seth.." I whispered, my heart wrenching as I kissed him.

He pulled away and smiled at me, half of his face lit by the moonlight from the window. "What are you doing up...?" he asked, his voice soft.

"I wasn't going to leave you," I grinned, running my fingers through his hair softly, making him smile widely. He grabbed my hand and pulled it down, where he kissed each of my fingertips softly. I noticed how my engagement ring glistened in the white light. His lips moved down and kissed my palm, making me squirm a bit. I am very ticklish in the weirdest places. He chuckled at me and pushed back the comforter.

"C'mere," he whispered, making room for me.

I sat down next to him, my hair pulled in a bun bouncing. He grinned at me, pulling the covers back over us. I looked over to see him taking off the splint and I shook my head, smiling. I could feel his warmth through his damp t-shirt. I snuggled up against him, but he quickly claimed my lips with his, pulling me into a deep kiss. Sparks flew in my head as our lips moved in sync, a fire being lit deep inside me. He ran his good hand over my waist, feeling my hip bones through my tank top, making me squirm a bit. In turn, my fingers explored his muscles, feeling his shoulders and his chest.

He began to kiss me deeper, making me more frantic. My hands trailed down his body, grabbing onto the bottom of his shirt. I pulled it up, breaking away from the kiss only for an instant to throw it onto the floor. He wrapped his arm around me tighter, pulling me to his warm body. My fingers trailed over his abs, feeling each one. My hands explored every muscle on his torso, making our kiss hotter. He let out a loud sigh as I ran my hands up his chest and over his biceps.

I guess he got tired of being on our sides because he flipped us over, sending me on my back with him hovering over me. My heart pounded in my chest like a bird as my lips hunted for his. He reached for my hands, pulling them above my head. I sighed softly, my body tingling. He ran his hands from my elbows, down to my ribs, over my hips, and across my thighs, making me let out a soft moan.

"S...Seth..." I sighed as he began to kiss my jaw. His hands slid back up my hips, wrapping around my waist and sliding up in my tank top and resting on my bare back. I heard my breathing get louder and louder as he reached behind my head, pulling the hair tie out and letting my hair fall. He started to kiss down my neck, sucking on it softly making my body tingle. I tilted my head back, my eyes closing as my hands sneaked down his abs, feeling his waistline just above his shorts. He froze, his lips pressed against my throat. I swallowed hard and he slid a hand out from my back, reaching down to the hem of my shirt.

Wait a minute. What was I doing!? I couldn't do this! I wasn't this girl! Sure, I loved Seth. I loved him with all of my life! But I wasn't ready for this! There was just no way!!

My eyes opened and I caught my breath. "Seth...!" I gasped out, his body freezing up and looking at me in an instant.

"Are you ok? Is it something I did...?" he asked, his eyes reminding me of a puppy or a little boy that knew he did something wrong. I sat up, and he got on his knees on the side of me. My heart melted and I sighed.

"No it's just...I'm not ready for this," I looked down at the floor embarrassed for rejecting my own fiancée like this.

He side-smiled at me, kissing me on the nose. "Do you trust me?" he asked, his 'bad' hand sliding up my neck and onto the side of my face, pulling my eyes to his.

I bit my lip. Of course I did! But was I ready for this? I mean sure I'm engaged to him, but that doesn't mean-- Lord I need to stop thinking so much.

I nodded, swallowing softly. I caught a glimpse of his smile in the moonlight as he pulled me into a deep kiss, my mind fogging up. I kissed him back, my hands finding his shoulders, then cupping the sides of his neck. As soon as his fingertips touched my waist just below the hem of my shirt I swallowed again. He looked at me, pressing his forehead against mine so that our noses touched like in those cute sappy movies that make you go 'awww!'

"Trust me," he sighed, his sweet lips gently brushing against mine.

I was the one this time who pulled him into the kiss, my hand running behind his head and through his hair. He got up on his knees and on his hands and knees walked me backwards so I was laying against the pillow; all without breaking our kiss. He hovered over me once again, his good hand trailing down my stomach and grabbing the fabric of my tank tenderly. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. He took his time thankfully, pulling my shirt very slowly up my stomach and revealing my bare skin. I bit my lip intensely as he neared my chest. I felt my heart fluttering like a sparrow was trying to escape. But before I could chew my lip off, he stopped, dropping the tank just below my chest.

I blinked my eyes open to see him smiling at me. He raised my arms again as he kissed my throat. His hands were the first to trail down my shoulders, over my ribs, then glide over my stomach tenderly. My back arched in response, his warm hands running over my so-called 'abs'. I sighed, tilting my head back as his lips followed his hands. His sweet lips glided down over my collarbone, then skipped to the middle of my ribcage where he kissed his way down my stomach; goosebumps forming all over me. He chuckled and continued to kiss my stomach, my mind lost in a fog.

"Does it still hurt...?" I asked, my fingers tracing patterns on his bad hand.

"Mnnm," he shook his head a bit, his chin resting in the crook of my neck. "Probably because you're here, I bet I heal faster."

I blushed. I was a sucker for those corny lines, no matter how 'bad' they are. "That or you're just my wolfy man," I teased, hugging his hand to my chest.

He pulled me closer to him, both of us in the spooning position with both of his arms wrapped safely around me. "Wolfy-man, huh?" he asked, brushing some of my hair away and kissing my bare shoulder.

"Mnhm!" I giggled softly, pressing my back against his stomach and chest.

"Were you worried...?" he mumbled against my shoulder.

I shrugged slightly so I wouldn't hit him. "A bit...yeah...But I knew you were going to get better."

He kissed the back of my neck, making me shiver. "You know the whole time I was fighting out there, I kept thinking of you," he whispered.

I smiled. "I can't get you out of my mind. But to be honest, I don't want to."

I felt him smile and he tightened his grip around my waist.

I sighed peacefully. This is where I wanted to be. This is where I belonged. In his arms. I knew I always would too. I was his, and he was mine. For eternity.