A/N: I know I haven't been updating Spook Night for some time but I've been busy and I will try to update ASAP! Thanks for reading and I truly appreciate your patience!

Chapter 3

Jacob POV

My Nessie, how could she be scared of Halloween? The Nessie I knew was bold, brave, and a fearless heroine, like she had been at that Charlene Scherable's house. I didn't blame her, though, but I would always be there to help her, whether she wanted me or not. And, anyway, she would grow out of this fear very quickly, of that I was sure. I would try my best NOT to think about it when the highly-annoyingly mind-reading Edward Cullen was around, hopefully my efforts would help Nessie. I'd take her to MY home right now, and cuddle her adoringly and lovingly on MY couch, without any nosey vampires (especially Edward and Blondie) having to interfere. We could be there FOREVER. I'd never need to stay away from her. My perfect, beautiful Nessie…Okay, cut it out, Jacob Black, that's not going to happen until she's six, well, sixteen actually. The vampire doctor had calculated that Nessie would stop growing and/or aging when she was sixteen, technically when she was six. I'm sure that Vampire Shortie, or Nessie's "Aunt Alice", would make a big fuss over her for her "Immortal Sixteen" and/or "Sweet Sixteen" birthday party. But, over the years, I had gotten used to the vampires' ways. Knowing Alice, she'd probably chose the "and" from the "and/or" parties option.

So I took Nessie's hand-still marveling at the utter smoothness of her pale skin-and walked her silently till we were at the edge of the woods, separating La Push and the Cullens' house from the city and the rest of Forks. Once we were safely in the woods, I let go of her hand reluctantly and raced each other in a flat-out sprint back to her house. We were neck-to-neck and very "into" the race when, suddenly, Nessie screamed.

"What's wrong Ness?" I shouted, running to her side as quickly as my feet would allow. By the time I reached her, she had already crumpled to a heap on the forest floor, both her hands cupping her neck. I looked down and saw that there was a tiny hole in the porcelain vampire skin, and her blood, fresh and bright red, was flowing out of the hole. However tiny that hole was, it was leaking blood like a full red fountain. I knelt down beside her and tried to help her up but she screamed again. The sound pierced straight through my heart; I wanted so badly to care for her now, whatever cure was needed, but I didn't know what the problem was! And I couldn't find the family of bloodsuckers, Nessie's family, either. They'd probably start sucking the life out of my Nessie before I could even say "what's wrong?" Despite Bella's assuring me that Nessie's blood didn't smell like human blood, I wasn't going to let any one of them near her if there was a possibility, even if it was one in a billion.

Nessie POV

Jake had left me for a few minutes while in the race. We couldn't see each other through the thick greenery that surrounded us, but it felt like someone had bit me in the neck. Someone like…a vampire.

Whoever it had been, I was feeling sure damn painful right now. I could feel all the sickly pain, and the queasy feeling at the pit of my stomach, curling my body, virtually of course, tight up into a ball. I was in so much pain that I wasn't sure if I could even twitch a muscle, let alone stand up or move.

I was bleeding profusely, but I had never experienced this kind of thing before, what was supposed to be the remedy for vampire bites? And, since it was most likely that the vampire who had bitten me had mistaken me for a pure human, why didn't that vampire stop to drink my blood? Unless he or she had realized the mistake faster than I'd thought. Or…

What if the Cullens' old enemies were back? What if they wanted revenge for something the Cullens had done, or simply being the one of the largest and most talented covens in the vampire world, other than the Volturi?

Why didn't Jake call my family, those who could help me? Grandpa Carlisle would know what to do. But I was in too much pain to speak to Jake…Oh. He must be worried that my vampire family would seize this opportunity to drink the life out of me, if not worse, especially Uncle Jasper with his iffy self-control. The pain was cutting through my throat, slicing my entire being apart, that one bite, how powerful, how deep had it been? All my questions, but nobody could answer them, so I kept them in my heart and contemplated them slowly as a way to ease my mind off the burning sensation covering my throat, seeping into the rest of my body and extinguishing my vital organs with its scorching flames…no, no, no, I must not think about the pain this way…

Finally I found the strength to speak, but my voice could barely be heard and I appreciated the fact that Jake had inhumanly good hearing. "Call…my family…here…" I croaked, feeling the impossibly rough burn at the heart of my throat as I spoke these short, simple words. I didn't think even the vampire transformation would have felt so utterly close-to-death, or was it? None of my family members, not even my mother, had been willing to talk to me about the transformation, and I had pondered their reasons for quite a long time. Now, perhaps, I realized, they did not want me to think of the pain they had suffered, and live with myself a happy life, as a hybrid all the same. And sure enough I pitied those poor, innocent humans who had suffered many a bite from thirsty vampires, those with the spooky red eyes. Who drank human blood.

Halloween night had turned out to be real, after all.

And definitely NOT in a good way.

Jake's eyes were wide as he heard my words. "But, Ness, they're vampires, you know. Vampires. They drink blood. It's what they do. And you are not a vampire. You have blood. Your blood is spilling right in front of me now. If they take my place, they might try to kill you. Family is family. I understand. But you must remember they're still bloodsuckers. It's not like you can just dig the venom out of their diamond skin and make them human again, is it? Do you really want to take this risk?"

I sighed inwardly. Did Jake realize the pain he was putting me through by talking to me and expecting me to answer? The pain was slowly ebbing away now, but I was still on the ground. It felt like the pain was all concentrating on my heart, pulling all the blood focus there, but the blood coming out through the hole in my neck had already clogged. Like the pain was trying to build an inferno out of my heart. Luckily, it felt slightly better to speak now. "Jake? Jacob? It feels painful when I speak, so I'll try to keep the words down, okay?" Jake's eyes grew wider than saucers. He nodded and started to apologize but I cut him off. This wasn't the time, and, it wasn't like I needed an apology anyway, how was he supposed to know what was happening inside of me? "You have to let my family come here. They're animal-blood-drinking-vampires. It's safe. Trust me. Just this once. If you really want to help me, that's the only way. I don't see how I can stay with you if I become a vampire, and it looks like what's happening now."

Jake whipped out his black mobile and I saw him punch in the numbers, and then Dialing: Edward Cullen appeared on the mobile screen, together with Dad's number and a photo of him posing in our cottage. "I'm calling your dad okay Ness?" Jake mumbled into the phone.

A/N: Because Nessie can't know what Jake and Edward are talking about on the phone, so I'm going to write about their conversation for you to see so you'll have a better idea of what's going on.

Jake: Hello? Edward?

Edward: Yes, I am. Who's speaking?

Jake: It's Jacob. I'm in the woods with Nessie, but I think she's hurt and-

Edward: WHAT? What did you do to my daughter, Jacob Black?

Jake: Chill, Eddie. I didn't do anything, but it seems that she's been attacked by a vampire, you need to bring your family over RIGHT NOW, or she'll become a vampire and then you-

Edward: How could you let her get attacked, Jacob, I'm really disappointed in you.

Jake: We were racing in the woods, I only left her for a few moments. Anyway, you've got to come RIGHT NOW. I said, RIGHT NOW. You can give me a proper scolding later, okay? Now it's Nessie who needs our help, all of us, and she's priority, so…

Edward: Okay. I got it. I'll be right over with the rest of my family in a couple of minutes. Do you have any idea where you are?

Jake: The woods, but it's huge and all I can tell is that we're not anywhere near the border.

Edward: Fine, then. We'll follow your scent here, from the city and Forks, right? You were going Halloween-partying with Renesmee before.

Jake: And while you're at it, I'll think at the top of my mental lungs, so you try to search for my voice, mind-reader?

Edward: This is for Renesmee, so, yes. Anything that will help her. We're on our way. Tell Renesmee to hang in there.

-End of conversation-

"Stay with me, Nessie," Jake whispered encouragingly into my ear, kneeling down beside me and stroking my hair since he couldn't really do anything but wait with me. "Hang in there, Edward and the others are on their way." From his expression, I wondered if he was attempting to imagine Aunt Rosalie's tongue-lashing when she saw that he couldn't do anything in his power to help me. Their relationship had gotten no better over time. It had probably even gotten worse.

So now all I could do was wait.