"So how is she, Doc?"
The girl's eyes were closed, but she heard voices. She wanted to speak, to open her eyes, but she was too exhausted to. She continued to lie still, as more voices continued to speak.
"She had a lot of damage on her. She had a deep wound on her arm, a broken leg, four broken ribs and a giant bruise on her back, multiple concussions, and a crushed throat. She had lost a huge amount of blood, but if she is… a shape-shifter, as you say she is, then she will be fine in a few hours." A soft voice replied, and soon she felt a couple of cold, gentle (albeit stinky) hands pull a cover over her shoulders. "From the looks of it, she has traveled far. She needs a lot of rest."
"But who is she?" Another voice said, and it seemed like it sounded from a young man.
"I do not know. But if she came from somewhere far to look for Jacob and Edward, then it must be very important."
"Yeah, I heard her." It was same voice from before, asking how she was from (as she surmised) the gentle doctor. "She was chanting our names inside her head. 'Jacob Black… La Push… Edward Cullen… Forks…'. When the chanting stopped and I smelled the scent of the vampire, I called for the others. I knew the vampire wasn't from you guys. She smelled different, like she fed from human blood."
Silence prevailed for a few minutes, but soon the doctor spoke again. "I see. Then that must mean someone… a vagrant, from the looks of it, has entered your territory, Jacob. I will tell Edward about this and keep our eyes out for intruders. I suggest you keep this girl rested. She will be fine in a few hours, but until she wakes up, keep her warm and comfortable. Call Bella the moment she wakes up so we can speak to her."
"Yes sir!" The young voice said again, and soon she heard footsteps walk away.
"Jacob, I wonder who she is?"
"How would I know? We just found her. I'm kinda surprised that she's one of us though."
"Maybe she's a Quileute too?"
"Nah, couldn't be. This is our reservation. If she's a Quileute then Sam ought to have known."
"But why is she so white anyway…?"
"She's an Albino. Go ask Sam or the others why. I didn't care much for science when I was in school." A sigh. "I hope they got her though, that bloodsucker who hurt her is a real savage if they attacked someone this… this…"
"Pretty." The young boy finished.
"Beautiful." The deeper voice said, "Anyway, you heard the Doc, we'd better keep quiet so she can rest. We'll ask her about this when she wakes up."
"Okay…"
Sleep seemed enclose the girl again, and soon she heard the door close. "Jacob… Black…", she whispered, before falling into a deep sleep.