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Chapter 7

APOV

What was I going to do? Jasper…he was everything to me. Nothing else mattered to me at he moment, but what Rosalie had said made a very serious point. Jasper knew now. He knew that something was wrong with us.

I put my arms around Jasper, holding him close to me.

"Jasper, I'm so sorry…" I whispered, holding on to him. His arms came up and around me, clinging to my shirt.

I opened my eyes after a few moments, looking over at Rose. My look told her to come to me, and she did, putting a hand on the exposed skin of my hand.

Take Emmett and Esme away from here. If you come back, and Jasper and I are not here…it will only be a few days until we return.

Rose watched me with a confused gaze, and a moment later a vision came to my mind of Rose taking Emmett and Esme out to his hummer.

I nodded.

Yes, that's right. Take them and go. Do it quickly.

Rose nodded, and gave Jasper one last look before she turned, removing her hand from my arm, to walk away and was out of the room in a sudden blur, the bag suddenly gone from on the bed.

"Does…all of that…have to due with why your hands are always so cold?" Jasper whispered in my ear, and I nodded.

"Yes," I whispered.

"And…why you always seem to know what's going to happen before it happens?" he asked. I nodded once again.

"Yes," I whispered.

"And so…you can see the future."

"Once again, yes," I whispered, and Jasper swallowed. I closed my eyes.

"Jasper…I don't…have much of a choice, here," I whispered. I heard a few car doors slam out in the garage, and then I heard it driving away. When it was a long ways away, I continued. "Do you…want to be like me, Jasper?"

"Will I have cool mind powers like you?"

I chuckled sadly, pulling away to look at him.

"Maybe," I whispered. "You can never be sure."

He just nodded.

Then, I saw it as the vision came to my mind. Jasper, a vampire, just like me.

"So your answer is yes?" I asked him, just to make sure.

Jasper nodded again.

"It's really going to hurt," I told him quietly.

"I can take pain," he told me, and slowly, I nodded.

"All right," I whispered, holding him in my arms again. "You probably won't be able to see your family for a long time…"

"I can manage."

I just nodded. I really didn't want to do this to him, but he knew, and if the Volturi discovered that humans knew about us, things wouldn't turn out well at all.

I pressed my lips to his throat, pushing him back on the bed carefully until he was laying down all the way, and I was bent over him. I kissed him on his lips, then again on his neck, my mouth pooling with venom.

"Do you trust me?" I whispered, and he nodded.

"Yes."

"Just remember," I breathed as I poised myself over his neck, "when you're ready to die, and you're just praying for God to end it…it's almost over."

And with that, I opened my jaws and clamped down on the side of his neck.

RPOV

We'd been at the hospital for hours already. I was tired of the hospital. It smelled of blood, new and old, and it just made my mouth water. They were running all kinds of tests on Edward, from what I understood, and I had barely seen Carlisle.

Emmett was sitting beside me, his head resting on my shoulder as he slept. I'd finally lulled him to sleep, and I had my arm around him, touching his skin. I was looking through his memories, his feeble, blurry human memories, from all he could remember to now. My eyes went sad as I saw his fear in his memories when Jasper had been kidnapped. I didn't like those memories. I quickly skimmed over them.

I smiled as I reached in his memories where we arrived. He had had eyes only for me…wow, I must have seemed like such a jerk…but that hadn't put him off.

And then, I remembered Jasper. What was Alice doing to him? Had she not decided what to do before I left? I knew she was still undecided when I'd read her mind. There wasn't much that I could really do, though, to help her. Jasper was her la tua cantante, and Emmett was mine. I had to attend to him first…

His scent kept me calm, so calm, in the hospital. Every time Esme began crying beside me, I would reach over and put my other arm around her, and she'd usually cry until she either fell asleep herself, or she just had to get up. When I could, I read through her memories, too, and had just finished going through her mind when a familiar scent reached my nose.

Bella was standing a few feet away, watching me silently.

"Where's Alice?" she asked me.

"I'm not sure," I told her honestly. "She's with Jasper, I know that much…why aren't you with Edward?"

"They kicked me out," she whispered softly. "To do a few things. They said I was becoming a bit too 'looming' and 'overprotective.'"

"You probably were, Bells," I said softly, looking up at him. "Jasper knew."

Bella froze. "What?"

"He knew…about us. Alice and I forgot he was there and started talking about our gifts in front of him. I…don't know what she was planning on doing to him when we left…"

Bella just looked down at me, her expression blank. I wasn't sure what she was thinking, but I wish I did…her eyes looked so tortured…

"So will he become one of us?" she breathed.

"I don't know," I told her gently. "I'm sure we'll be able to find out when we get there." I sighed. "How's Edward?"

"His smell is deteriorating," I heard her tell me, looking down at the ground. "He's getting weaker still…they don't know what's wrong with him. They're thinking is Leukemia, an advanced acute type…"

My eyes went bad. "I'm sorry, Bells…"

"You're not the only one," she whispered. "Trust me."

"Don't worry, Bells," I replied.

"I always do."

JPOV

The fire…it was engulfing my entire body, but oddly enough…it didn't quite hurt as much as I thought it would.

The fire, though, was getting stronger. It burned.

For a few moments, the pain seemed to relieve, and I heard her voice.

"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry, Jasper…if you can hear me…I'm so sorry…"

I wanted to tell her that it was okay, that I wasn't hurting that badly. I wanted to tell her that I was okay with this, but I couldn't move. My body felt like it had weights over everything, and I couldn't even open my eyes. I was frozen in my state of pain, curled up as I was.

"I love you, Jasper, I'm sorry…it'll be over in a few days…I'm sorry…I love you."

And, with that sound in my ears, that beautiful sentiment the last thing to stick in my mind, the fire grew to an inferno.

It was then that I was first tempted to scream…but I wouldn't. I wouldn't scream.

I would not scream, and that was for one sole reason.

Alice.

EPOV

It was too bright…way too bright in the room. I groaned, bringing an arm up sluggishly to cover my eyes.

"Edward?"

"Dad…?" I groaned, pushing my eyes open. It was then that I realized that I wasn't in my bed. The pillow behind my head was both firm and conforming, and the mattress below me wasn't mine. Something wasn't write.

"Oh…thank God…Edward, you're awake…"

Slowly, I looked towards where his voice was coming from. "Dad? Wh-where…where am I?"

"You're in the hospital, Edward…three days ago, you wouldn't wake up."

"Three days?!" I cried, sitting bolt up right. However, that was a bad idea. A very bad idea. My stomach lurched and I moaned in discomfort. Instantly there was a little container put under my mouth and I began to vomit into it, a pair of hands holding me upright and rubbing my back.

And then, relief. A freezing hand was placed on my forehead, and on the back of my neck.

"Bella," I choked out before I began to vomit again.

"Shhh," I heard her whisper, "it's all right."

I couldn't say anymore, but it wasn't long before, finally, I managed to stop vomiting. The container was removed once the person holding it was sure that I had finished, and I heard my father whisper, "Yes, Edward…three days. You're still very, very sick. I'm surprised you're awake…"

I was confused. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice rough and grating to my ears as I was helped in drinking a bit of water.

"Your white blood cell count is through the roof. You have a very bad viral infection, as well, in your stomach and lungs…" Carlisle said, carefully watching me.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked, confused. It was then, though, that Carlisle didn't say anything.

"Dad…what's wrong with me?"

JPOV

"Just another few minutes…" I heard Alice whisper. The fire was burning. It was so painful…I was ready for it to end. "Just a bit more…and you're done, Jasper…you're going to be so beautiful…"

I could even feel my heart slowing as I heard her speaking. It was becoming slow, lethargic…spaced out.

"Another minute, Jasper…and it'll all be over…"

The fire began to recede, first from my hands, and then from my feet, my arms, my legs, my head…my stomach, and finally, it was just centered around my chest. And then…with one last, heaving pump, my heart stopped and the fire was gone.

With that, I opened my eyes, and I smiled as the first thing I saw was her face, looking down at me.

"Welcome to my world," she whispered. Now, she was so beautiful. More so than before. I could smell sweet cotton candy now, all around me, and knew that it was her…and though I was normally put off by sweets, this was different. I was attracted to the scent, wanted it, needed it, to keep going.

I sat up, looking around. Everything was so clear. It was so beautiful now, and though I looked around the room, the only thing that I could really focus on was Alice.

"You're…so beautiful," I whispered, my hand coming up to gently run over her cheek. Her skin was no longer like granite, but it was so soft, so gentle…so natural. Her skin was actually warm to my touch now.

"As are you," she whispered, leaning over to kiss my forehead. She smiled, and suddenly an overpowering feeling of elation washed through me…but it wasn't mind.

I pulled away, blinking rapidly.

"What's wrong?" she asked. I suddenly felt confused.

"You're moodswings are giving me whiplash, stop it," I said suddenly without thinking, and she just watched me with her butterscotch eyes.

"What're you talking about?" she asked me.

"Every time you change…your mood…I can tell," I whispered. "You're confused…" And then, realization. "Stop it!"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it," Alice said with a sheepish little smile. "I think…that that's your gift, Jasper."

"My gift?" I asked, now confused, myself.

"You're 'cool mind power,'" Alice giggled, smiling at me. "Emotions."

She leaned over, then, to kiss my forehead again. "You're so perfect."

"And so are you," I chuckled before I lifted my head to kiss him back.

This didn't seem so bad…

However, it was then that I smelled something so good, so fresh, so appetizing, and my throat burned and ached, something pooling in my mouth. I knew, strangely enough, exactly what was happening to me before I was even able to guess what it really was. I knew what was wrong without having to be told.

I was thirsty.

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