I felt like ice. I couldn't move. I couldn't feel anything but the cold, and it hurt, but I couldn't even scream. I wanted to call out so bad. I wanted Edward to come and save me from the cold. He would have even been warmer than the cold I was feeling right now.
The cold lasted for what seemed like years, though in the back of my mind I knew it could not have even been twenty-four hours. But then suddenly the temperature started to rise and I could hear people talking.
"I still don't understand how you could have done that Jacob!" The voice sounded like Sam, and it was angry. "We had no idea what would happen and we still don't! She hasn't woken up yet, and it seems like she's having a bad reaction. It was a prototype god dammit! She's your friend Jake, your friend! How could you have done this? We had never even tested the damn compound! And now the bloodsuckers are pissed! Do you even know what you've done?"
I tuned out the rest of the conversation. I was starting to gain feeling in my fingers and toes and was soon able to move them all and open my eyes. I peeked through my heavy eyelids and glanced around the room. It was dark, but vaguely familiar. I could still hear Sam and some other people behind me, but I was focusing on my slowly warming body. I could feel my arms and legs and was starting to feel more when I heard a low growl. The room got quiet and then a crash was heard. Suddenly Edward was by my side, picking me up. The Cullens had found me. I heard Carlisle talking.
"You had no right to do what you did to Bella. For us to change someone breaches the treaty. For you to do it we must assume the same consequences. We are not at war, but there is no longer a line of separation. Come on Edward, bring Bella."
Suddenly my skin grew hot and it felt like every cell in my body was burning up, and this time I screamed. Everyone crowded around me, the werewolves on my right side, the vampires on my left, seeming to forget their rivalries for a moment. Edward was talking. "I don't know what happened. She was perfectly fine, but then her temperature spiked and her heartbeat slowed down." Alice's eyes went out of focus, and she gasped.
"She's dying! Edward, she's dying! The mutts," she shot a glare at the offenders, "tried to change her, but either she's had a bad reaction, or it didn't work right. She's dying Edward." She looked at him pointedly and locked gazes with him. "And you need to bite her."
