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Chapter 8:

Tanya's P.O.V.

I sat up in bed and smiled. The day was nice and warm. I loved the feeling of warmth. After what I had gone through, I needed all the warmth I could get. That also included having the pack hang out on my bed with me. I needed some heat and they were heaters. Sam came into the room to talk to me earlier.

"Tanya, this is knew for me. I loved Emily, she was my wife, now she's dead, and then i imprint on you. It's so crazy." he said. I smiled. "Look, we've been through this before, ok, I've been through this before, I'm willing to wait." I said. Sam smiled. "Thanks." he said. I smiled. "Anytime." I said. I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach. I must have swollowed too much water.

"Ouch, ouch ouch ouch." I yelled. Sam was by my side in an instant. "I think something's...ouch ouch ouch ouch." I said. Sam yelled for Jacob who was upstairs in a flash. I grimaced at the pain. I pulled up my shirt to see that there was a gash on my stomach. It looked really bad.

"I'll call Dr. Cullen." he said. I sighed. "Sounds like a plan." I said. Dr. Cullen was there within minuets, and asked us to tell him our story, so we did. It's not like we had anything better to do, well, other than tend to my wound, but it looked stable, so I didn't mind at all. When we had finished our story, Dr. Cullen looked at Renesmee. "So you're my grandaughter?" he asked. Renesmee smiled. "Hi." she said. Dr. Cullen smiled. "Wow you have grown up so much." he said. I smiled. "Yea and we're stuck here, so can you please fix my wound."

I said. Dr. Cullen chuckled. He ordered everyone out of the room, but Sam refused to leave. I sighed. "Dr. Cullen. In the future, he's my husband, so he's seen it all!" I said, emphasizing the all. Dr. cullen chuckled and Sam went pale. "Relax wolfy, it's ok." I said. Sam chuckled and watched as Dr. Cullen cleaned my wound up. He studies it for a moment and then spoke. "Tanya, can I ask you something?" he asked. I smiled. "Yea, you're my doctor." I replied. Dr. Cullen smiled.

"Well, I have cleaned your wond, but I see that the gash went allt he way through into your abdomin, so I'm going to have to stich it up." he said. I sighed. "Great! More sharp pointy objects." I said. Dr. Cullen smiled. He got his supplies and leaned over my abdomin and started to put pressure, so that he could pull the skin back together. The pain wasn't too bad, so I asked him not to use the numbing medicine.

He nodded and continued to work. Right when he was about to start sewing me up, he stopped and stilled. "What's wrong?" asked Sam, who also noticed this. "Well, it seems that Tanya's tubes broke." he said. I sighed. "There is no way of having any children?" I asked. Dr. Cullen's sad face, said it all. "I'm sorry Tanya." he said. I smiled. "Well, at least it's just one tube." I said. Dr. Cullen smiled. "Look on the bright side, just because one broke does not mean you can't have children, you just have a lesser chance at is, that's all. It's nothing that hormones won't help." he said.

I smiled. "thanks Dr. Cullen." I replied. He finished stitching me up and left. Sam then sat down. "Now, where were we." he said. I smiled. "I believe we were about to decided that we were going to honor Emily and wait for your imprint to take effect on us both. "I said. Sam smiled. "So we are making the Imprint a friendship for now, until I'm ready?" he asked. I nodded. "Well, then I'm honored to be your best friend." he said. I giggled and snuggled into my pillows. "Sam, I'm freazing, can you shut the window?" I asked. Within minuets, the window was shut, the fireplace roaring, and Sam was next to me to warm me up. "Howz that?" he asked. I smiled. "I think that it's just great." I said. Sam smiled. "I'm glad. You helped me and yourselves." he said. I sighed.

"I just wished I could have saved Emily." I said. Sam stiffened. "I do too, but destiny sometimes has it's own calling." he said. I smiled. "So, still ok with being with your future wife?" I asked. realizing it came out wrong right away. "I didn't mean." I said, but was cut off by Sam shooshing me. "It's ok, I know what you meant." he said. I smiled. "thanks Sam." I said and drifted off to sleep.