Will's POV

Previously…..

"But she could die."

"Do it!" Paul barked. I felt the stab of a needle in my arm and the cool liquid enter my system. I couldn't breathe. This is not happening! That lying vampire lied. I moan and could feel Paul's arms lift me up and walking with me. And then darkness… Soothing relaxing peaceful darkness….

Paul's POV

I stared at my unconscious imprint. She'd been like that…lying there…dead, pale, creepy…. For almost three months. A comforting thought right? That I swear I'll never imprint and when we do she dies. That's just plain typical in my life.

At first when he'd drugged her, he wanted to keep her at the Leech Lair. But I nearly killed him and Sam thought that if Justin happened to come along looking for her, Leech central wasn't the best place to her. So Will was here… or well… Sam's house. We "amended" the treaty saying that Capitan Leech (AKA. The Leech Doctor) could come by himself to Sam's but only stay for one hour. He was escorted in and out of our lands.

Each time the doc came to check on her every 6 hours or so, he would say things like, "Hmm…" Or "Oh look at that." And each time he did I wanted to scream, "I can't look at whatever it is I can't see it!" But Sam made me promise that I would be nice to the leeches… or at least as decent as decent gets with me and leeches.

"Paul," I jumped nearly falling out of my chair next to Will's bed. Emily was in the doorway behind her was Dr. Fang and Sam. "The kind Doctor is here to check up on Will." I nodded and moved my chair out of his way. He smiled at me and stuck out his hand. Which I shook just to be descent.

"Ah… Paul it's good to see you again." Dr. Fang wore a slight smile. I nodded and looked back at Will, gripping her limp hand. After about 10 minutes of tapping his chin, muttering himself and glaring at the machines, he glanced over at me. "You know Paul, Willus will be just fine. In fact she should be waking rather soon. Call me when she wakes up alright?" I nodded and smiled down at sleeping Will.

She was going to be okay… Now when she woke up that's a different story…

"Damn it Paul! Move your fat ass! You're making me boil from the heat!" I was rather roughly shaken awake then my body was rudely deposited onto the floor next to Will's bed. I glared up at the rosy cheeks and green eyes of Will. She was sitting there grinning at me on the floor, her dark brown almost black hair stick up everywhere. As in bed head not gel.

Standing up I rubbed my sore butt and plopped back onto the bed next to Will who was still grinning like a she-devil. Course then again she'd put me through hell, I beat that, then she brought me right back. And that's when it hit. Will was awake!

"Will!" I yelped jerking up right and somehow managed to fall off the bed again. It's a lovely floor Sam has in his house… Oh yeah! I laid it! It was very nice to catch me the way it did. Will smiled gently at me and reached out for me. "You're okay!" I grabbed her hand acted as if I was getting up but instead pulled her down with me. She rolled her eyes at me.

"No duh, Paul. Geez! How are you?"

"Tired, worn out… needing to call the doc." I laughed at her, slowly we stood up together just standing there in the silence of the room. She sat back down on the accursed bed and lifted an eyebrow at me.

"How's Jared? Did it work?" Will asked her green eyes filled with worry. A pang hit my heart. Why was she worried about Jared? She's my imprint!

"He's fine." I said flatly not wanting to talk about him. She lifted a taunting eyebrow at me. Like it was my fault that she was making me mad because she's talking about some other guy! Well Jared's not some other guy but my best friend but still! "Jared is just as he was before the attack and has never been better."

"Really?" Will asked.