A/N: Sorry it took so long. My Beta had to get some things done. I will upload two chapters today and two chapter tomorrow. And then if you beg my Beta, I might get chapter 12 out by Monday. Hope you enjoy the chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters. If I did, Edward would be glitter in a tube. I do own Abby and Cassady though.

Chapter Seven- Why Don't you stay, I'm down on my knees

Jacob sat in his dark house, the TV off, not sounds, nor movements to distract the thoughts that roamed through his head. It was so much easier being without an imprint; he could easily wallow in the despair that the loss of bella had caused within him. Then he imprinted, and it got worse. He had so many fears, mostly surrounding losing Bella, and the emotions that he still clung to. Never once did he think of her, and the type of emotional turmoil that she must be going through.

But that was not his responsibility, or so he thought. He'd seen Emily function when Sam abandoned her after the incident. She was fine during that time, wasn't she? Jacob shook his head, beer resting in his hand. So why couldn't Fate give him a stronger imprint? Jacob barked out a laugh. He's supposed to be the Alpha, and his mate couldn't even function without him.

Jacob thought back to Bella. His Bella would have been able to handle it. She would have been able to get back on her own two feet, and walk away from this as if none it bothered her. She would have because she was strong. That's not true. A little voice in the back of his head stated. She didn't function after Edward left. She wasn't back to normal until he came back. Jacob ignored the little voice, before taking a swig of his beer.

Bella never loved you, Jacob. She might have tried, but she never loved you. Jacob shook his head once again. How could he think that about Bella? The bitch could live without him for all he cared, she's still alive. They'll be taking her off the life support tomorrow. Jacob glanced at the clock, and realized that it was after midnight. Today, I mean. It's going to be your fault that she dies too. You could have prevented it. Jacob snorted. She was preventing him from being with Bella.

She would have healed you. She would have given you everything you ever wanted, and more, and you're pushing her away, you're killing her. Jacob felt himself start to cry, disgusted at the fact that he was crying over her.

She would have taken that gaping hole away in your heart. She would have loved you, more than Bella. She's strong in her own right, but not without her other half. Not without her lover. Jacob started to sob as he felt his resolve break. She would have given you children, beautiful little pups that would have made you a grandpa. Jacob dropped the bottle and watched as it shattered at the impact on the floor.

She proved that she was willing to go toe to toe with you, and proved her worthiness as alpha female, a right which YOU denied her in your attempts to HARM her. That is your MATE, that is you IMPRINT, and you purposefully attacked her. She's been injured by you, not because you couldn't control your anger, but because you personally wanted to harm her. Jacob started crying even harder, falling on to his knees, the tears coming harder, and sobs rattling his body.

"I'm sorry," He whimpered, and cried in to his empty house where no one could hear. "I'm sorry."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Next Day*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*

It was dark; everything was dark to Cassady, as the empty void in her heart got worse. She was cold, and tired. She had the shakes; shakes that wouldn't go away, and she just couldn't seem to open her eyes. She could hear everyone, and knew that she was in the hospital, but she couldn't express the need to feel them remove the tubes, and breathing machines, and just let her go. She just listened to them talk to her, wishing for the death that would soon occur.

"Cassady," she heard Abby sigh to her, as she stroked her head gently. "I don't want to lose you chick. You've always been there. Best friends, and Cousins to the end. Don't make the end come any closer than it has to." Cassady wanted to tell her she was sorry, that she couldn't take it any more though, but she felt herself fade slowly.

She came back to Sam talking to her. "-Come on, Cassy bear, wake up. Emily's torn up over you, and it's driving me mad. I can't help her. Leah and I haven't argued since you went into this coma. It took me a week to get out my wolf form. Emily misses you, and you will never repeat this if you can hear this, but I miss you too, Hun. I miss your pranks, and your joking around. I miss your smiling ass, and how everyone seems to listen to you." Cassady felt her heart hurt even more after. She wanted to tell him that she had to go. She wanted to tell him that he was the older brother she never had. She felt herself once again fade from him, going even deeper into the darkness surrounding her.

"Cassady, please don't let them do this to you, wake up," She heard Leah sob, before waking up again to Emily's cries. One by one, the pack said goodbye, and never once did she hear her imprints voice, sliding her farther and farther into her own despair. She came back when she heard screaming.

"Ma'am we must take her off the life support now. Her will states for 3 days, and then we are required to take her off the machines." She heard Abby sobbing uncontrollably, "Please, please, give me another hour. I just want one more hour." She heard the nurse sigh, and walk out the room. Abby sat, crying over her hand, unable to control it anymore.

"Is she still alive?" She heard his beautiful voice call from the doorway. She heard Abby growl at him, knowing she could do no damage, but desperately wanting to tell her to stop.

"If I hadn't convinced the nurse to give me another hour, she wouldn't be," Abby snapped at him, as Cassady heard a sob catch in the mans throat.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," She heard him cry, felt herself drawing towards the voice, knowing what that meant, but not without fully awaking.

"SO you're sorry, huh? She's not going to wake up Jacob! She's gone! She's lying in this bed, and she's going to die in this bed, and for once, she didn't make the bed, she just laid in it." Jacob's sobs got harder, and she felt herself wanting to protect him. Even after everything he did to her, she felt the need.

"I'm sorry, what can I do? Please, tell me what I can do," Cassady heard Abby's breathing even out, as he cried.

"Wake her up," Abby snapped at him, as she heard Jacob gasp. There was some shuffling noise, as Jacob got close enough that Cassady could smell him, but no words were said.

"How do I wake her up?" He mumbled, as he began to pet her head, causing her to lean into the warmth that she had been searching for. He continued to pet, as Cassady felt him staring at her face.

"Wake up," He whispered to her, leaning over and bringing the heat closer to her so cold body. "Wake up, Cassy, please wake up," She felt him cry in to her hair, as he continued to pet her head. "I need you. I shouldn't have said what I did. I should have given you a chance, but I can't make it up to you if you don't wake up. Please give me another chance to prove what a real imprint is." Cassady started to breath easier, the deep heavy feeling in her chest lifting, and the ache filling her body dissipating.

Jacob watched as the woman before him began to take deeper breathes, and began moving more, as if trying to get comfortable. He watched as she lifted her hand, and touched his face, as he met her eyes for the third time in his life, and felt the pull of the imprint call to him. She ran her hand across his face, before she smiled and went back to sleep. Jacob turned and looked at Abby, who was leaning against the wall, staring at him.

"I wondered how long it would take you to get to your senses," Abby said, no longer a cold voice, but a more monotone one taking over. "I understood that you were hurting, and that you need time to get over Bella, and be in a true relationship with her, but you also cannot abandon her." Jacob nodded, never once letting go of the hand that he still grasped.

"Why did you come to me?" Jacob asked, his voice cracking under the amount of emotions he'd put himself under the last couple of days.

"Because I knew you could fix this. Because I wanted my cousin back, and because no matter what I think, or this pack thinks, you two were meant to go through this journey together," Abby paused. "Jacob, don't be confused. I'll deal with you, but you have a lot to make up for. You need to fix what you've done, and what you're going to do," Jacob nodded, eyes glancing back at the woman on the bed.

"I need to tell the nurse that she woke up for a moment, and have her check the monitors and stuff. They'll ask you to leave. Stay in the waiting room, and I'll send everyone home, and take myself home. Call me when she wakes up for good." Jacob nodded, exiting the room with Abby, as the nurse came in and checked her. Jacob waited in the waiting room, until she came in and said it was ok for him to come back in.

As he walked back in the room, he saw his imprint, tube in her throat to keep her breathing, her tan skin reaching points of paleness that made her look like a leech. Jacob walked closer, grasping her hand, rubbing it in small circular motions that soothed them both. Let's get it right this time, Jacob, old pal. Let's get it right this time. Jacob heard the voice in his head say, just before he drifted off to sleep, head on her lap, and arms wrapped around his imprint.

The tapping of someone's fingers on his shoulder alerted him to wake up a few hours later. He looked up with bleary eyes to see a nurse leading him out of the room, and asking him to stay out there a moment while they checked on her once more. Jacob stood out in the hall, now fully awake and fully alert, his advanced hearing catching the sounds of them removing the breathing tube from her.

Jacob rubbed his face as he waited for the nurse to come back and get him. His mind slipping back to the fact that he was the reason she was here, and the cause of her near death experience twice. He could feel the pain of what he did, he also felt an abnormal amount of joy that she was willing to give him a second chance. She came back, she didn't walk away, he did, and she came back when she was needed.

"You can come back in sir, with her improved breathing, we wanted to have the breathing tube removed. Her recovery is amazing, and we're weaning her off of everything these past couple of hours," the nurse rambled out loud, walking away from the room, as Jacob silently walked in the room. Jacob looked at Cassady, careful not to wake her from the deep slumber that was so evidently needed. He pet her head some more, careful not to knock her face mask off, as whispers of breath inhaled and exhaled through her.

"Cassady, a beautiful name," He muttered to himself, watching as she slept so soundly. He pushed a stray hair out of her face lightly. A soft sigh emitted from her mouth. "What have I done?"