DISClaimer: I'm not Stephanie Meyer. I make no profit from this.

I am, however, quite in love with werewolves.

Hope you enjoy this.

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I lifted her into my lap, then kicked open the door and alighted on the balls of my feet, carrying her, bridal style. If she woke up, she'd kill me.

Shit. She was asleep.

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Seth's POV

"Billy?" The squeak of his wheels was enough to calm me down, but it was further away. The door had been flung open when I'd hit the driveway. One of the Cullen family must be around, either Alice or Edward.

"Put her on Jake's bed." Bella's voice sang through the living room. Edward appeared in the doorway, golden eyed. That was good. Still, his somewhat accusatory expression told me enough.

I don't know what happened. I found her on the Freeway.

"It's alright, Seth." He slowly laid a hand on my shoulder. He'd been getting better at the touching-humans thing recently. "Thanks." I smiled, forgetting, for half a second, that he could read my mind.

What's wrong with her? What's going to happen?

"I don't know, do I?" He said softly. "I see your thoughts; ask Alice if you need the future."

"Is she here?" I thought and spoke aloud.

"No." He paused, "I should really get Carlisle." Seconds later, he was on the phone, talking in low whispers. "She's been here long enough; I don't think she'd be well enough to get to Forks. Her thoughts are a mess, Carlisle. An absolute jumble… nothing in particular. Nonsensical, even."

A small pause. She was still asleep on me. A dead weight in my arms… not that she was heavy. I sprinted up the stairs and placed her gently on Jacob's bed, trying to get her comfortable. She was breathing slowly. Really slowly.

I don't think we have time for this, Cullen. She's not breathing well. And she's really cold.

"Seth, Calm down!" Edward was getting annoyed, I could tell, but I didn't care. "Why do you care so much, anyway?

I… Hadn't thought about how I was going to tell them a certain specific fact. I didn't think about it, for a second, then the word hit my brain like a punch in the gut, and he knew.

Do not tell anyone yet! I shouted it as loud as I could. Please, Edward… let her be ok, first.

"Of course, Carlisle… I'll pass you over to him." He appeared beside me, handed me the phone before I'd registered anything.

"Seth?"

"Carlisle."

"I can't get down to La Push right now, but can you describe what's wrong with her? How you found her… everything?" He pauses, "I have an idea in my mind, but I just need a few details, I can help her out over the phone, alright?"

"Sure." I look at her. "What do you need to know?" He laughed softly. "What's funny?"

"You're so concerned. It's like you imprinted on her." I close my eyes, trying not to growl a yes.

"I'm just concerned, Dr. Cullen."

"Of course," His tone said he knew more than he let on. "What's her temperature?" I felt her forehead.

"Cold, Carlisle." I blurted. "I mean… icy cold,"

"As cold as Edward or Bella?" He sounded worried.

"Warmer than them." A small pause.

"How did you find her?"

"She was outside, on the freeway. In the rain… it was windy, she was only wearing light jeans, a T-Shirt… very little, really. She was soaked to the skin; the heater in her rental was broken. She'd been on the side of the road a while, I guess…"

"Hmm…" He paused, "Was she coherent?"

"Really sarcastic." I said, wracking my brains to remember. "Damn, she was cold then, too. Really cold… She was fine, really… a little confused… like she forgot where she was, when we were in the car, I was trying to warm her up… but she forgot I'd told her Jake was coming…"

"Her reactions?"

"Slow… I guess… I never really thought. She was clinging onto me, shivering loads. She kept trying to stop herself, but every time I distracted her, she was shuddering again."

"That's good. It's not severe… What else?"

"She got drowsy, fell asleep… I can't wake her up, Dr. Cullen…" And the panic hit me. My imprint, and I was failing her.

"You can't wake her up…" I was shaking her gently as he said the words.

"What's wrong with her?"

"I think she has mild hypothermia." He stopped, still thinking. "Right… I want you to do some stuff for her. Tell Edward as I say them, alright?"

Edward. Carlisle wants us to do some stuff to help her.

"Is she alright?"

She's hypothermic, he thinks.

"Out here?"

She's not wearing a lot… and she'd been there a while. She was soaking wet too… it was windy…

"OK, Seth. Get going."

"Go, Dr. Cullen." I said into the cell phone. He spoke quickly, I could barely keep quickly, but I could just about keep up.

"You need to wrap her up, keep her warm… but don't give her hot water bottles, or anything, don't pour water on her, or put her in the bath." He paused. "You said she was soaked through?"

"Yup."

"Change her into something dry, and keep her that way." A small pause, "Seth, if you phase, you could keep her warm - you could hug her, or something." A small pause.

"Do I have to phase?" I asked softly.

"It would be better…"

Did I really want to risk it? I did want her to get better… maybe I shouldn't risk getting found out… I looked up at Edward.

"Clearly you do." Edward looked, for once in his life, slightly embarrassed at reading my thoughts. "She's sweet."

"Don't." I growled.

"I meant her thoughts. She's dopey enough to not know why she is thinking of you. Then she keeps hearing howling. Which… I don't know." I smiled. "Very, very sweet thoughts," He corrected himself. "Is that better?"

"Yes." I was still mad. I knew he wanted the other part of her too. She must have good blood. I sighed and sat down beside her.

"I'll go and get Bella and Nessie. They'll be able to help…" And I knew, from his look, that she was sweet. Then I realised she still had blood on her hand - Jake had been bleeding when he'd met her… "Is that why she smells so good?" He asked softly as he reached the doorway.

"I guess so."

"Wash it off, would you?"

"Carlisle said keep her dry. Don't put water on her, warm or cold… it could damage her system."

"Oh." Within seconds, he was gone, and Bella was in his place, holding a towel and some blankets. She stood at the peripheral of the scene, watching us.

"She's got blood on her. Jake's blood." I filled in, "That's why…"

"I'm alright." She smiled. "Renesmee is coming… she's looking for some clothes to fit her." I had forgotten Renesmee stayed here with Jake sometimes. I looked down at Max. She was still asleep… or unconscious, I didn't really know.

"Carlisle said to strip her and dry her off." I muttered. Bella looked at me expectantly. Though I was desperate to, help, to touch her, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop… "I can hardly-"

"I-I'll try…" She said softly, taking a breath. "She's not so strong…" She muttered, "She stinks of wolf," a wide grin as I hovered, watching her gently remove the t-shirt, the soaking wet jeans. She left her underwear on, though, and pulled a blanket over her. It took her about twelve seconds

"You're used to it." I smiled. "We're always at your place."

"And we're always over here." She smiled "Why were you so close to her, anyway?

"I'm going to phase to keep her warm." I said softly, changing the subject as fast as I could. "Turn around. These are my favourite jeans." She obliged, I stripped and phased, carefully placing my front paws on the bed, shifting to lie on top of her. Bella grinned at me, pulled another blanket on top of us.

"I'll be back in a while." I grinned at her as she nodded and went to the door. "About ten minutes."

I shifted under the blanket so I was lying beside her, reckoning I should get rid of the blood. I was tired, but there were more pressing issues. I couldn't let her down. Not my imprint.

She shuddered as I pawed the palm of her hand, so I could see where the blood was. Closing my eyes and ignoring the taste, I gently licked it.

Not nice. At all. I hated blood, licking my wounds, even when I was human. And it was Jake's blood. That was probably why it tasted funky. I growled as she moved slightly, panicking, worried. She seemed to be warming up well, seemed to be far, far warmer than usual. I shifted down her body to be closer to her feet. They were the coldest part of her now, as I curled up, bending her legs so she was curled up in a ball, so I could keep the rest of her warm simultaneously.

The hand that woke me up half an hour later was much colder. Much, much colder.

My hackles rose before I could do anything about it, I'd realised there was something missing, and the vampire in front of me, Bella, was chewing her lip, looking nervous. I snarled as I looked up the bed, saw that she was missing.

"Phase, Seth," She said calmly. "Please. She's alright. Renesmee's with her." She nodded and turned around; I phased and dressed, pulled the jeans back on. "I've got a shirt for you too. Thought you ought to look presentable for your imprint." She smirked suddenly, looking at my feet.

"What?" My imprint? Cullen… I'll be having words with you, Edward!

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A/N: Please review and let me know how I did... :P

If you're wondering how the Cullen family can be at Jake's house… he relaxed the treaty, I believe…

I'm really glad you all like it... and I kind of have a lot further to go... so i'd appreciate more feedback...

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