Rob's POV:

Dead..Jess...Dead...No, she can't die! I lunged at John and proceeded to beat the crap out of him. It was during this time that I heard the most beautiful noise on the planet.

"R-Rob...W-what happened?" I turned and was at Jess's side in a flash. I lifted her head and gently set it in my lap, and whispered, "Shh...Don't talk, baby...everything's going to be OK..."My voice trailed off as I swept up Jess's limp frame into my arms and placed her in the back seat of the truck.

"You," I growled at John, "Will sit in this passenger seat. You will not move, and when I stop this truck outside the church, you will wait for the cops and confess to everything. Got me?" John was bleeding pretty profusely from his nose, so he gave me an thumbs up sign. I got in the driver's seat after loading up the motorcylce in the truck bed, and did ninety going back to the church.

Halfway there, Jess started having hallucinations. She flaired her arms- smaking John a couple times- and moaning things I couldn't understand. I glared at John and said menacingly, "If she dies, I will kill you."

"Start," John said raspily, "killing."

Had we not reached the church right then, I would have. Killed him, I mean. But we got there to find my uncles Earl and Randy, along with other assorted realitives, all waiting outside. I pulled in and saw a couple people go unload the bike while uncle Earl dealt with dear old dad.

"Rob! Where are you going? Where's Jess?" I heard my mom yell. I hadn't realized she was outside.

"Hospital," I yelled back. "Jess's been poisoned." Without another word, I took off, doing at least ninety-five down the highway. The second I parked, I scooped up Jess in my arms again and brought her inside.

The nurses and doctors all rushed to get Jess on a gurney. They told me to take a seat and someone would be right out, then gave me a bunch of forms to fill out. I did as best I could- I didn't know the insurance stuff, but I could do the name, age, birthday stuff. Reluctantly, I took a seat and filled the forms out, and then I waited.

And waited. And waited. And waited...Finally, my mom showed up and waited with me. She told me we had to stay another night because the highways hadn't been plowed yet by where we lived. She also told me that she'd contacted Jess's parents.

I put my head in my hands when she said that. "They are going to freak out. Her parents are going to ban us from seeing each other until we're forty." I groaned.

"No, they didn't!" Mom said. "They are very relieved that she's been found, and she's going to be OK." Mom patted my shoulder in that reassuring-it's-gonna-be-alright type way.

Just then, this bald doctor came out. He looked like that guy from Oprah, Dr. Phil or something. "Are you Robert Wilkins?" he asked, peering down at me over his glasses. I nodded. "Mr. Wilkins, we've tried every antidote we have. Unfortunately, the poison got the better of her. I'm sorry for your loss." He finished, and was about to start again, but I didn't hear anything. I passed out.

(A/N: Ooooo, so sad....It's not over yet!!!!!!!)

Jess's POV:

After the inital shock of the needle to my arm, I started to fall asleep. But it's fairly hard to sleep when you go sailing from a truck and land on snow. I could have sworn I heard Rob's voice, and I may have even talked to him for a little bit, but then I just moaned and rolled over. I closed my eyes, and then felt my head get lifted up a bit later, only to be gently set back down. Then I was airborne again, but in a good way, because I was in the safety of Rob's arms...I don't know how I know it was him, I just knew. I was put in the back of that trunk, where I had had another dream...this one wasn't psychic, just your random fight-the-evil-pink- monkey-who's-attacking-your-ride dream.

I was somewhat awake when they pulled me into the emergency room. I wondered briefly where everyone was, then remembered the storm.

Then I shut my eyes and let the dark emptyness envelope me...

A/N: Ok, BEFORE the flaming starts, let me say this: THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER. THERE WILL BE ONE MORE AND IT WILL ROCK YOUR SOCKS! Don't give up on me!