A/N I know this is a short chapter but I am stuck with this story so I figured I would just put up what I had. The next chapter will be much longer! Please Review

Twilight = Not Mine

Ch. 5

Another week had passed and Harely's condition had remained the same. The test results came back negative for everything they thought it could be, which of course shocked the doctors. No one could understand why she was still in the coma, what in her brain was leaving her unable to wake up that the doctors couldn't see. No one that is except for Sam, who of course said that what was a matter with her could not be fixed by medicine or doctors. Whenever I asked him what he meant he would just shake his head like I should already know.

I knew it had something to do with imprinting, maybe he thought that only I could wake her up. That was stupid though cause I was already there every day, every minute of visiting hours and her condition didn't improve. Then again it didn't get worse either.

That is how I would spend my days, sitting beside her bed all day just watching her, not talking or touching her for fearing of hurting her. Nope I would just watch her for hours and still when the nurse would come in to tell me it was time to go I would have to force my eyes away from her. Then I would run into the forest and phase, causing a path of destruction as my angry from another day of her not waking up, slowly seeped out. Yup that was how I spent all of my time for the past week.

Today, Wednesday, was different though, when I walked into her room Emily was already there. It was werid Emily had stopped coming so early in the morning once Sam was finally able to see for himself how much I cared for Harley and that I could be trusted alone. "What's up Emily?" Already I was afraid of the reason her being here now, yup, the look in her eyes confirmed it.

"Good morning Paul. The nurse called me and told me that Harley's breath was slowing again." I could feel the shaking start as my anger that I was just learning to control started to slip out of my grip.

"What does that mean Emily, please be honest with me." I had to clench my teeth as I said this, I was forcing myself to remain calm, I needed to hear her answer.

"It means that any day now she could stop breathing completely. Once that happens it is unlikely they will be able to do anything to save her." Emily had tears in her eyes now and believe it or not I could feel some start to form in mine. NO! I will not cry,crying shows weakness and I am not weak. I have to get out of here, I can't take this anymore, it's too much to deal with.

Just as I was about to leave the room my eyes fell on to her beautiful face. It was like seeing it again for the first time, I tried to move but my feet failed me. Knowing that this could be the last time I saw her chest rise and fall at her adorable intakes of breath. Or that I would never be able to finish memorizing the location of every freckle on her amazing body. Or that I would never be able to see her eyes and watch them stare back at mine seeing the depths of my soul that only she could. This wasn't fair, I needed more time with her, what the hell did I do to deserve this torture? I will leave this time for good, anything has to be better than seeing the one I love die before my eyes.

Suddenly something in me snapped. What the hell is the matter with you Paul? Not everything is about you, she is dying and all you can think about is how it affects you? I was furiously screaming at myself as Emily just quietly watched me with my obvious internal struggle. The truth though, I realized at that moment, it was never really a struggle cause I would never leave. I would watch her die a hundred times over if it meant a couple more minutes with her.

My anger washed away as I walked over to her, by the time I was at the bed I was trembling with nerves. I needed to touch her, to feel her soft skin in mine just once before she left me. Slowly I reached my hand out and gently picked hers up and placed it in mine. I have spent my whole life searching for the sense of completion, belonging, undeniable love that I felt the moment our hands connected. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced, I had spent years with many different girls, doing a lot more than holding hands trying to get this feeling only to fail miserably every time. This was the feeling I had spent years building up walls to protect myself from after I convinced myself it didn't exist. Yet here I was holding the hand of angel while electricity coursed through my veins awaking the deepest depths of my soul.

Emily's frantic voice interrupted my thoughts, "Paul, Paul!"

"What Emily what is the matter? Did she stop breathing?" I forced my eyes away from Harley to look at Emily, she was smiling.

"No Paul, look! Her breathing has picked up. It's started to go back to normal." What? I looked at her in shock and then turn my head back to Harley. Sure enough her chest was rising and falling more rapidly then before. Her breathing had definitely increased and even human ears could hear her breathing now.

"But how did this happen? What changed?" I was still confused, extremely happy, but confused as to how this was happening.

"You, Paul. I have been watching you two the whole time and as soon as your hands touched her breathing increased. Maybe Sam was right after all." She winked at me then, obviously pleased that Sam was right since she also agreed with him.

"That's impossible Emily. There has to be an explanation." Emily's smile slowly faded.

"Really Paul when are you going to stop being so stubborn? Sometimes the only explanation is no explanation. Surely you have to believe in the power of imprinting now?" I couldn't respond I was to shocked so I just shrugged my shoulder. Could her and Sam be right? I never would have believe it before but seeing it now, hearing her explain how her breathing started when our hands touched, nothing seemed logical anymore. What the hell was I saying, nothing have ever been logical since I became a werewolf. All I knew was that if hold her hand helped her get better, I would never let go.

Finally I was able to regain my composure, "Maybe we should wait and see what the doctor has to say." Just then Doctor Carter walked into the room and Emily rushed over to him to explain everything. His shock was just as obvious as mine as he fumbled to comprehend that the machine proved everything Emily just told him. Harley's breathing has practically doubled in just an hour. Immediately he was out of the room, going to get his staff to run more tests.

After about 10 minutes nurses came rushing in to take Harley to get xrays, cat scans, MRIs and whatever else they do. So I let go of her hand and as I did I felt like a part of me was missing. That fact that I already needed her so much overwhelmed me too much at that moment. As soon as the nurses left with Harley I walked out of the hospital and into the woods. I needed to run!

Once I was phased with my clothes safely left under a tree I let the wolf in me take over. All the built up anger, worry and sadness was released as my paws echoed hard against the forest floor. My lungs ached when I finally stopped an hour later. I decided to collapse under a tree and just think before I started heading back. My anger was fighting to take control but I wouldn't let it, I was too happy with what happened today. Harley was getting better and I didn't care why it was happening as long as it was.

Slowly I found my thoughts drifting to what it would feel like to really touch her, to hold her, to kiss her. I let my fantasies get a little too vivid and before I could realize it, I was no longer alone in my thoughts.

Who needs porn when you have an imagination like that? Dam Quil.

What are you doing out here anyways?

It is my turn to patrol, what are you doing phased? Shouldn't you be with Harley or are you back to being your old stubborn self.

Oh shut it, she had to get more tests done so I came out for a run. I am going back in now though so see ya.

Have fun not too much though. Maybe you should wait until she is awake before you do any of those things you were just thinking about.

Screw off Quil! With that I phased back, got my clothes from under the tree, put them on and walked into the hospital. I was surprised that for once I wasn't actually pissed at what Quil had just said. After all I knew he was just trying to lighten the mood but the fact that he saw her like that even just in my thoughts did get a little rage going. I wasn't going to let that stop me from seeing her though, I have already been away for too long. So I forced my shaking away and walked into her room again. I couldn't believe what I saw.