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Midnight

Chapter one: Maybe

Maybe I'll weep before I die Lying by you, my love, and cry Feeling your heart beat close to mine Probing your eyes for the last time

Maybe your tongue will taste my tears While your sweet words will soothe my ears And with my face I'll touch your hair Its fragrance shielding off despair

Maybe I'll run my fingers close Along your lips, your brow, your nose As to remember beyond death Their subtle lines and how they met

And while we're holding us so near Then Death, the Still One, may appear The breath from my kiss He takes away And bids me come without delay

I'll feel Him stealing your embrace Your very face becomes His face My mind, my soul He turns to Him My heart grows faint, my eyesight dim

Already I am facing black And when I struggle to look back Maybe I'll catch a fleeting glimpse Of you holding still my lifeless limbs ...

-Maybe by Ronald Langereis

JPOV

The pack and I were looking for the red headed bloodsucker when an earsplitting scream brought us out of hunt mode.

Jacob, was that... Sam didn't need to finish his thought in order to capture my full attention.

No! I screamed in my head. No, nothing bad can happen to her! Not now! Harry just had a heart attack because of that leech. God, why? Isn't Harry's imminent death enough for one day? I questioned the motives of God in my head, as I raced towards First Beach, not even listening to the Pack's normally loud mind.

As soon as I reached the forest's edge, I quickly phased back, so I would be able to rescue Bella.

"Bella?" I called out expecting her beautiful, heartbroken face to appear out of thin air. Since there was no answer, I decided to swim out into the ocean to look for the insane girl who thought it was a good idea to go for a swim in the middle of a storm.

Frantically, I searched for her in hopes of finding anything that could lead me to her. There was nothing.

I took in a large gulp of air and ducked my head under water so I could search beneath the water for her. I finally saw her brown hair, that when wet looked almost black, close to the cliffs. It clicked as I swam towards her: she tried to commit suicide. I increased my speed exponentially attempting to get to her before anything bad happened. Come on Bella; I need you to hold on. I will save you. I mentally pleaded with her in hopes that she might receive the telepathic message.

I roughly grabbed a hold of her arm, and pulled her onto the shore. "Bella?" I called out to her limp body that was even more pale than usual. Her hair was tangled and wet; in addition her body limp and pale and her lips blue. When she didn't reply to me, I became frantic. Thank God I learned CPR. I carefully lay her limp body flat on the sand and pried her lips open. Gently, I tilted her chin upwards and bent my head near her lips as watched her chest for any signs of breathing. There was no rise or fall not a single breath out of her lips. I placed my left hand over her chest and my right over my left and began to push her chest while counting to twenty. Twenty beats later, I place my mouth over hers and breathed into it two times. Before Sam showed up, I repeated the cycle about eight times.

"Jacob," Sam placed his hand on my shoulder, "give it up, she's gone. Come on. Let's take her to the hospital. We have to tell Charlie before everyone heads back to the Clearwater's"

"No," I argued, "she's not dead!" That's when the tears came. I hadn't cried since my mom's death, and I didn't want to now, but I couldn't control my tears.

"Jake, she is," Sam stated with finality. "Give it up," he commanded with authority only an alpha had. I began to shake with fury.

I then stood up, and appeared to grow a good five inches, causing my height to be equal to that of Sam. "No." As soon as those words left my mouth I felt as though shackles unclasped from around my arms and legs.

Sam looked taken aback by my refusal. "Yes, you will do as your told, Jacob."

"No, you can't make me do anything you say anymore. I am no longer your puppet." Sam's expression was comical he wore an expression of fury and surprise, then it changed to defeat.

"Jacob, fine, but at least take her to the hospital she needs medical attention."

"That was my plan." With that said I scooped her up and ran as fast as I could towards the hospital.

APOV

Rose and I were sitting on the couch in Tanya's living room talking about our next shopping trip to New York when I was pulled into a vision of Bella.

"Edward, I love you," Bella stated right before letting out a short bitter laugh. She then took in one deep breath before catapulting herself into the menacing water. An ear-piercing scream rang out and then her future disappeared.

I gasped in shock at what I just saw scaring Rose in the proses. "What is it, Alice?" she questioned worriedly.

"Bella, she's dead." My statement rang out with finality. I glanced at Rose to see what her expression was at my statement. She looked shocked, and slightly envious. I think I even caught sadness flit across her face for a moment.

"Rose, I have to go. Tell Jasper I love him, and not to follow me. I love you, Rose. Goodbye." I looked into my future to see if everything would work out okay, and so far luck did not appear to be with me.

On my way out I grabbed the keys to Carlisle's car, I knew he wouldn't mind if I took it.

The Alaskan scenery raced by the windows of the car, as I tried to get to Bella on time.

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