AN: Sorry Guys a shorter chapter, but hey I think you're gonna like the end... finally some more people... :)

JPOV

I ran into the den and stopped dead at what I saw.

It was Lily. Lily bruised, broken and bleeding.

My body moved towards her but my mind was screaming at me; What the hell happened?

Shit. I've got to call someone; I pull out my phone my hands shaking so badly that I can hardly see the numbers. I dial 911, somehow I'm on autopilot. I don't even realise I'm talking as I stare at the girl I love.

Love.

I love her, and now she's hurt. She's hurt so bad. I cradle her head in my hands, looking at her beautiful but bruised face. Somewhere in the back of my mind I think; she's not going to be able to see out of that eye for a while.

I realise I'm talking to her, repeating her name like a mantra; "Lily, Lily, Lily".

I don't know how long it is before I hear sirens in the distance; I'm constantly stroking her face trying to avoid the cuts and bruises. I'm trying to get her to wake up, just to look at me with those big beautiful eyes of hers.

The EMT's burst through the open door and suddenly there's a flurry of activity as they push me out the way and press on her wounds. They are talking at me but all I can do is stare at Lily. I run with them as they take her into the ambulance in the stretcher and climb in, before either of them can stop me.

The journey's a blur as I watch them work on her. Tears are running down my face as sob after anguished sob are ripped out of me.

God, please let her be ok.

They rush her through the doors, my hands clasped firmly to hers as they shout at the doctors. Eventually I am stopped by an arm, I fight against it – they are stopping me from getting to Lily. I look at the person holding me back, rage etched upon my face; it's a nurse telling me to calm down. I reluctantly sit down on the nearest chair my hands pulling at my hair.

I should call someone. But who do I call? I don't even have her father's number. Does she even have any other family? She may not have any family, but I need mine. I walk towards the doorway phone in hand.

It seems to ring for an eternity, then an answer; "Jasper?"

I swallow back a sob; "Rosalie."