A/N: (disclaimer: i am not stephenie meyer, and i do not own these characters.) Hey! This chapter was hard for me to write because i wasn't sure which direction i wanted to take it. I'm happy with the way it went though, and I hope that you guys like it! Thank you so much for all of the reviews! Please review this chapter! (: thank you & enjoy!
I've never been to a hospital before, and now I'm sure that I never want to be here again. Everything is white here, and it feels like something has gone in and drained out every happy emotion. At least that's what it feels like in the empty ER waiting room. I don't know how long we have been here, but I've been able to count all of the tiles on the floor about a hundred times. There are one thousand three hundred and eighty two. I don't know what else to do but count the tiles and wait. When we first got here, there were doctors waiting to bring Billy into a back room. We haven't seen a single doctor since. There are no windows in this room, so I can't tell if the sun is still out. It was morning when we drove here, but now I'm not sure what time it is. Jacob hasn't said a word to anyone yet, but he is holding me tightly in his arms. I'm sitting on his lap, as he big arms wrap around my stomach. His head is lying heavily on my shoulder, but I don't mind. If this is the way he needs to be comforted, then I'm going to let him do it.
"Sam, we've been here for six hours." Emily's tired voice comes from a few chairs down, and I try to act like I'm not listening.
Sam sighs, as he runs his hands through his hair. "I don't know what to do, Em. I don't know what happened. One minute we were laughing about how much food we have to cook to feed us all, and then next –." Sam's voice drifts off, as Emily wraps her arms around him.
Around the room members of the pack and people from the tribe who know Billy are sitting helplessly on the chairs. No one is asleep, but we all aren't really here. It's like we've been disconnected, and we are just frozen in this time. I want to be able to comfort Jacob, but I know that all he needs from me is to be here. I know that I am not going to leave him. Not now, and not ever. Whenever he needs me I'm going to be here to give him what he needs.
Jacob's lips press against my neck, and a sudden bolt of electricity goes through my body. He keeps repeating the soft kiss in same spot, and each time I feel the current shoot through me. He is doing this for comfort. "Please don't ever leave me," His breath tickles my neck as he talks, but I can hardly feel it. All I am focusing on is the hurt in his voice.
"Never," I tell him as I lift a hand up, and place it on his head. I run my hand through his thick, dark hair, as he continues to kiss my shoulder and my neck. His kisses aren't full of eagerness; instead they are just begging me to comfort him.
The creaking sound of a door opening makes everyone's heads shoot up in the direction of the noise. I look up to see a doctor holding a clipboard to his chest, as he looks around the room. Jacob's arms pull me even closer to him, as he rests his chin on my shoulder.
"Billy isn't doing well," The doctor begins to say, his voice monotone. "But he is awake, and family members can visit him."
Jacob slowly stands up, causing me to stand beside him. He grabs my hand strongly, and then he makes his way to the doctor at the door.
"You don't look like family," The doctor tells me coldly, as he looks at my light skin in comparison to Jacob's.
"She is family," Jacob's strong voice takes me and the doctor by surprise. He just said I am family. In a time of pain, I find my heart beating faster.
The doctor looks over at me cautiously, but then looks back to Jacob. "Alright. Follow me then."
"Jacob," Billy's quiet and tired voice comes from the little hospital bed in the corner of the cold room. The floor and walls are white, along with all of the furniture. "Renesmee."
Jacob doesn't say anything; instead he rushes towards Billy's side, pulling me with him. An old hospital chair sits next to the hospital bed, and Jacob falls into it. Jacob lays his head on the bed next to Billy's side, and Billy slowly lifts his hand to place it on Jacob's head. What I am watching almost makes me crumble to the floor, as I see Jacob bawling his eyes out. His hand is still squeezing mine, as tears pour out of his eyes. Tears start streaking down my face fast, as I watch Jacob fall apart.
"It's okay, son," Billy says, as he rubs his head.
Jacob lifts his head off of the bed, and his face is so full of pain that it causes me to cry more. Through his tears Jacob shakes his head, "How is this okay, Dad? Tell me how this is okay!"
Jacob continues to cry violently, as he searches his dad's face for an answer. My knees are shaking, and it's taking all of my strength not to crawl into a corner to cry, just so I don't have to watch this. But I know Jake needs me by his side. Jacob's pain is worse than my own, and now I have to helplessly watch as he falls apart. I want to be able to comfort him, but I know that I can't help right now.
"Trust me," Billy says softly, as he motions me to sit down on the bed. Trying to stop crying, I sit up on the bed right next to Jacob's head. Jacob's hand grabs mine tighter, as he looks up to his dad. "You will be okay."
"But will you, Dad? Will you be able to be okay?" Jacob yells as tears continue to slide down his face.
Billy manages to bring a smile to his lips, "I'm going to be, Jacob. I've had this heart problem for a while. I won't be in pain anymore." His words send me into another soundless cry, as I reach for his free hand. He grabs it tightly, "Maybe it's just my time to go."
"NO! It can't be!" Jacob yells, looking directly at him. "You can't just give up!"
Billy squeezes our hands tighter, "I am not giving up. I've been fighting for many long years now. You two are going to be fine. You will learn to find comfort in each other, and you will be able to grow closer."
"You can't go," Jacob whispers, as he begs him to stay.
All of my thoughts and emotions freeze, as I listen to his voice. There is so much pain and sadness in it and it makes me want to make it all go away. I've never in my whole life seen him in this much pain before. If I wasn't holding onto Billy, I would've run to give Jacob a hug, but I know that he has to deal with this.
"He needs rest and there are more people who wish to see him," The doctor's voice calls from behind us, but we don't budge.
Billy smiles to us, and then kisses both of our hands. "Jacob, I am so proud of what you've become. You have grown up so much, and you helped to bring us all together. I'm so proud to call you my son. And Renesmee, you are such a talented, bright girl. I'm so glad that Jacob has imprinted on you, and I know that you two will be extremely happy in your future. Now let me rest, and I will see you both soon."
"I love you, Dad." Jacob says, almost choking on his tears. He leans up to give Billy a kiss on the forehead, and I do the same.
"I love you, Billy." I tell him, as I wipe the tears that are falling on my cheeks.
Billy smiles brightly at the both of us, "I love you both so much."
Jacob gets up from the chair, and I squeeze his hand tightly. I know that without a pull from me he might not budge, so I take the first steps. He walks with me, and then turns around to see his Dad watching us walk away. When we leave the room, we see Paul and Rachel walking down the hallway. We don't lock eyes, but I know that they can tell we've been crying.
Expecting to go straight down the long hospital hall to go to the ER waiting room, I am surprised when Jacob takes a sharp right. We are in an empty hallway, where at the end is a door for a supply closet. Before I can say anything, Jacob is holding me in his warm embrace. He isn't crying as much as he was, but I know that tears are still rolling down his face. He rests his head on top of mine, and I place my head on his chest.
"Renesmee," He whispers, as he strokes the long ringlets of my hair.
I shush him, as I rub his back. He doesn't need to struggle the right words, when I know what he is feeling. I don't know what words I can say to make him feel better, so instead I just pull him closer to me. I don't know how long we are standing here, just holding each other, but I know that it's at least an hour. We've heard countless footsteps as they visit Billy, and then slowly walk back to the waiting room.
"I love you," Jacob tells me, as he lifts my head up to his with his hand. He places his lips hard on mine, and for a few minutes I let him release some of his pain on me.
When we part after the kiss, I kiss him on the cheek. "I love you, and I am always going to be here for you."
"Mr. Black?" A different doctor says a minute later, as Jacob and I are walking back to the waiting room to join the rest. We turn around, and Jacob nods. The doctor looks into his eyes, his own filled with sorrow and pain, "I'm sorry, but your father just passed away."
Those words send my heart aching like I haven't felt before. Jacob leans against a wall, and then slowly slides down to the floor, putting his head in his hands. I automatically sit next to him, and he pulls me into a tight embrace. Tears are sliding down both of our faces, and I watch as his world completely crumbles. It's as if his heart has shattered, and he is trying to hold on to it. He pulls me in, tighter than he has ever before, like he is afraid that I am going to go away, too. What hurts me the most is that I know I can't do anything to fix his grief and sadness, all I can do is to promise to stay in his arms forever.
A/N: :( i'm sorry but i felt that this was the way that this story had to go. I love Billy's character, but for this story line i decided to take it in this direction. i hope that you aren't mad! I did it for a reason though! It will help Renesmee and Jacob become closer, and Billy was growing old. Please review and hopefully a new chapter will come up by tomorrow!