Good afternoon, everyone. I am regretful to inform that this story and the others will be on hiatus for indefinite time. My cousin and best friend, Serenity's (penname, Gualirix) husband died today in an unfortunate event. She asked me to post these few chapters that she wrote on her brief stay at the hospital. I will try to post them, as I see fit. But right now, I ask that you keep her and her family in your prayers. Also, pray for those brave men and women that fight for our nation and our freedom in Iraq!

Found

Embry's POV

It was like a nightmare, constantly replaying in my mind. I couldn't forget the expression she had on her face as Paul held on to the coat she was wearing. I couldn't forget the pain and fear that crossed her face as she stared at me. I knew that she was silently telling me that she loved me! I knew it! I loved her too and she knew it! She must know it!

I ran past Jacob and Paul and took a dive down the cliff. I was used to swimming in the cold water. My body was designed to withstand harsh, cold temperatures. I was a werewolf that fought vampires and had a constant feverish temperature of one-oh-eight.

I could survive any fall and still come out without a scratch, but not my baby. She was too soft and too weak to survive the freezing temperatures of the water. She would probably suffer from hypothermia if I didn't find her quickly.

I crashed in to the water and frantically began searching for Madison. I came up for air, and I saw Paul and Jacob submerging underwater to search for her too.

Jacob came up for air and shook his head. "I can' find her, Em!" he said despondently. "Paul went that way to search for her." he said anxiously, pointing south of where we were.

"We have to find her, Jake!" I mumbled. Paul came up for air, but quickly disappeared under the water before I had a chance to speak to him. I inhaled deeply and continued on my search.

God, I thought, if you exist... please, help me find my baby and save her!

I swam deeper, trying to search for her. The minutes began to feel like an eternity as we swam around searching for her. I took another gulp of air and was about to start crying, when I saw Paul holding on to Madison. She looked like a broken ragged doll underwater. Her long hair was floating around her face, covering the bloody gashes and laceration on her face. She looked so lifeless and so peaceful at the same time. I swam after them, hoping that she would be alright! I swam to the surface and found Paul performing CPR as Jacob held her.

I could hear the faint beatings of her heart! She wasn't breathing! My angel wasn't breathing! The guilt was slowly setting in, I felt guilty for the carelessness of my choices. I should have stayed home, with her, catering to her needs, instead of fighting vampires. I should have placed her as my top priority.

Paul covered her nose as his mouth came over hers. I saw as her small breasts rose up as he pushed air down her airway. He continued to try it several times, until Madison was coughing up water. She was slowly breathing on her own, but her eyes were still shut.

"No! I'll do it!" I yelled, when Jacob took her in his arms. "I'll take her, Jake." I said angrily, snatching her frail body from his hands. I needed to hold her tightly against my body. She needed to be near me. I was never going to let her go. I would become her shadow. She would never be a foot away from me.

"Embry, we need to get her out of the water fast." Paul growled, staring angrily at me. I know that I was acting like a petulant child, but she was my life and if they took her away from me, I would die for sure.

"I know, Paul. I fucking know." I shouted, as I swam to the shore, holding Madison tightly. When I reached the sandy shores, Emily and Sam had thick blankets in their arms, to cover Madison. I knelt on the floor and laid her on the sand, as Emily and Sam began to wrap her small body with the blankets. When they were done, I cried like a child over her chest.

"Embry, we have to take her to the hospital." Kim said, as she placed a caring hand on my shoulder. "She'll be alright, but we have to take her to the hospital to make sure that she didn't suffer any other trauma."

I nodded, wrapping a fifth blanket over my imprint's motionless body. I could barely hear her breathing and heartbeats. Everyone around me was staring at Madison's frail motionless body. I could sense the dread that befell over the atmosphere.

I felt angry and despondent at not being able to do much more for her. I carefully carried her in my arms and swiftly walked to the parking lot where Jared's Bronco was parked. Sam decided that he would be the one driving and the rest of us got in the back.

Jacob, Jared, Paul and I were sitting on the back. Madison's head rested on my lap and her feet were on Paul's. Her lips had turned blue and there were dark circles under her eyes. I brushed a few wet strands of hair away from her beautiful angelical face. I wanted to suffer and carry her burdens. There was no need for her to have such nasty cuts and bruises on her forehead and cheeks.

Paul looked down at her and shook his head. I knew that he was blaming himself for what had happened. I knew that I was being selfish, for thinking that Madison's life was the most important one in the world. But she was the most important thing in my world, my life and my existence. I wanted to be closed to her. I needed her to be strong and live.

We were meant to spend a lifetime together. I couldn't part from her so suddenly. We've only been together for three weeks. I needed more time! I needed more time with her. There was so much that I didn't know about her. I only asked for more time to make her happy, to enjoy her company, to love her the way she deserves, to care for her and to live for her.

The ride to the hospital was horrible and dreadful, it felt like an eternity. The only sound that filled the Bronco was the sound of the rain, pelting on the roof. I held my breath in anticipation, when I heard Madison sighed.

She began to shiver and convulse. "Embry, we need to take her clothes off. She is going to freeze to death if we don't do something about it." Jared said worriedly.

I removed the blankets off her and covered her with a dried one and began to remove her clothes. I gasped when I saw the dark bruises and cuts on her naked body. I felt the tears come down my face as I assessed the gravity of her state. When she fell, she must have hit a rock or boulder. I didn't care if my brothers saw me crying. Madison was my life and at that specific moment, I felt alone and empty.

I took her wet clothes and tossed it aside, wrapping her with dry blankets, until her small body disappeared in the thickness of the fabrics. I pressed her frail body next to mine and held on tightly to her.

Her breathing was shallow and her heart was softly beating. The cuts on her face were oozing with blood and her temperature continued to decline.

Paul was the first one to bolt out of the Bronco, when Sam parked the car. He ran in to the Emergency room to fetch someone that could help us. I slowly carried Madison's body in my arm and swiftly walked behind him.

"What happened?" a nurse asked, as she and another nurse came towards us pulling a gurney.

"She fell off a cliff and suffered many contusions." I said coldly, placing Madison on the gurney. Paul gave a pretty detail description of what had happened. Two male physicians appeared behind her and looked at us.

"Boys?" Dr. Cullen asked intrigued, looking from Paul to me, then to Madison.

"What happened" he asked, looking at the nurse. She informed him of what happened. Dr. Cullen nodded and stared at me. "We'll take good care of her, son." he said politely.

To my surprise Doctor Cullen was the attending physician that afternoon. I felt a little apprehensive to have Madison being attended by a vampire, but time was of the essence.

"Dr. Cullen, take care of her, please!" I said, between clenched teeth. I watched as they took her away passed the large double doors.

XXX

It was late in the night and there still was no news about Madison's wellbeing. I paced around the waiting room, hoping that a doctor would walk in and give me details about her health.

Madison's Aunt Ryona and Uncle M, were in the waiting room with the rest of us. They were watching the news and eating Moonpies, that Jacob Black bought. The old couple was so eccentric and strange, but they were so kind. I tried to make them feel as comfortable as I could, but there was so much I could do. I was a bag of nerves, and not knowing how she was, was really irritating me.

"Em, dude, calm down!" Paul said, standing up from his seat and walking to where I stood. "You're going to drive the other visitors crazy. Relax, all you are doing is making everyone else more stressed out." he whispered, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"I don't give a fucking hoot about the others, Paul. If I want, I will silently protest and pace around this fucking horrible waiting room, until I know that my angel is doing fine." I bellowed, shrugging his hand off me.

I knew that I shouldn't take out my anger on Paul, but I wanted to blame someone, and Paul was the person that let her fall. I knew that he tried his best to keep her from falling off the precipices. I knew that there was no one to blame, but I needed to vent my frustration and channel my anger at someone.

"We're all worried about her, Embry. She's part of our family and I do care for her. So, stop acting like you're the only one that is suffering." he hissed, shoving me against the wall. "Don't fucking take your anger out on me, dick. I did all I could to hold on to her. I also gave her CPR, if it wasn't for my clear thinking, you would not be in a fucking hospital right now. You would be saying your last good bye to her." he grated angrily.

I knew that everything he was saying was true. If I would have been more calmed and collected, I would've been the one that saved her, but I couldn't even do that fucking job right. I was a failure when it came to time protect my imprint.

"Fuck you, Paul." I muttered, walking passed him and sitting between Jake and Quil.

"Dude, she'll be alright, I promise." Jacob said, patting my shoulder. "She's strong!" he reassured me, giving me a hopeful smile. "She won't leave you alone. I can tell that she loves you, man. Here have a Moonpie. It's scientifically proven by Billy, that they calm your nerves."

Quil nodded and looked our way. "It's true! Claire-bear can testify to that!" he laughed, but then turned serious. "Dude, Jacob is right, Madison does like you. We all know that no one can put up with your shit, better than her... That's love, dog!" he joked, punching my arm.

"That's true." Jake muttered, taking a bite off his Moonpie. "Just take it easy and relax. Everything will be alright. O ye, of little faith!" he said, ordering me to sit.

I sat nervously, tapping my foot on the floor, making everyone uncomfortable with my anxiousness. I was tired of seating and waiting. I needed to hear concrete answers about Madison's wellbeing.

Every time a doctor or a nurse passed by, I would run to them and ask if they knew how Madison was. I always got the same mother fucking answer.

A few hours passed, when Sam, Kim, Jared, Seth, Collin and Brady walked in to the waiting room. They had bought balloons, flowers and stuffed animals at the hospital's gift shop. In my need to stay closed to Madison, I forgot to even buy her a get well gift. I was really a pathetic lover-boyfriend, and imprinter. I was the worst! First, I couldn't even take care of her. I wasn't a good provider. I feared that she was going to hate me if she knew that it was Paul that basically saved her life.

I was deep in my self-deprecating state, when a business-dressed middle aged man appeared in the doorway. I felt Jacob elbowed me on the side and cleared his throat.

I looked up and found Aunt Ryona walking up to him. He stared at him and the two hugged. I suddenly knew who the person was.

"Ryona, how is she? I got on the first plane to Washington!" he said, taking Ryona's hands in his.

Ryona sighed and squeezed her younger brother's hand. "Mark, we still haven't heard anything from the doctors. They just sent us here to wait for her." she said softly, patting her brother's shoulders. "Did you bring your sons?" she asked looking out the door.

"I came with Marcus, Miguel, Micah and Mercury. Manuel is in England and couldn't make it." he said despondently, as his sister guided him to a nearby seat. "They stayed behind to park the car." he said, turning to look at the direction where I was sitting.

"Come, Mark, sit." Uncle M said, switching the Moonpie from his right hand to the left one.

"Thanks, Marshall." he said, extending his hand to Uncle M. When Mark, Madison's father, sat down, he looked around the waiting room. "How did Madie get her? How did it happen?" he asked anxiously, his eyes resting on Jacob.

"She fell off a cliff." Ryona said sadly, patting her brother's hand. "She lost her footing and fell down a cliff. If it wasn't for these boys, Madison would probably be dead." she said, gently smiling at me.

"These guys?" Mark asked, giving us quizzical looks.

"These are Madison's guardian angels." she said, smiling at us. "Embry come here, sweetheart." she called. I stood from my seat and walked to where she sat. Mr. Ferreira gave me a scrutinizing stare.

"Where is your shirt, son?" he asked me annoyed. I looked down at my chest and felt embarrassed.

"I lost it, when I jumped after Madi-l... after Madison, to save her, Sir." I said quietly.

"So, all of you guys lost your shirt trying to save my daughter?" he asked condescendingly. I looked at my friends and heard Paul's low growl.

"Sir, we all jumped after Madison. I wouldn't have been able to find her, if my brothers did not help. Paul was actually the one that found her." I said, pointing at Paul. "He performed CPR on her; his quick thinking and knowledge of CPR is what saved your daughter Madison." I said cautiously.

Mark Ferreira gave us a fleeting look and quickly turned to face his sister. "You let my daughter hang with these hooligans? They were probably the ones that caused her to fall! Maybe they pushed her off the cliff." he said, releasing his hand from her grip.

I began to tremble and slightly shake at Mr. Ferreira's words. He may be the father of my princess, but I didn't need to take his condescending attitude. Sam stood from his seat and walked to where I was.

"Em, calm down. Just relax; he's like that because his daughter's condition is unknown." Sam mumbled, guiding me away from them. I sat on the opposite side of where they sat.

"Are you insane, Mark? This boy is like my child. Embry would never do such a thing to your daughter. He is not some hooligan, ignoramus or ruffian. This kid is an exemplary citizen of La Push. If you come here to insult my family and friends go somewhere else, where your status and position in society lets you." Ryona bellowed angrily. "You should be thankful that your daughter was saved by these kids and not let to drown in the cold waters of the ocean."

Ryona stared at her brother and then at me. She smiled caringly at me and nodded her head.

Madison's father crossed his arms over his chest and continued to stare at us. I knew that he wasn't pleased to find out that his daughter was friends with boys.

"Dad!" someone said from the door. I turned and found a young boy leaning against the door frame catching his breath. "Dad, Micah did the unspeakable." he complained, holding his stomach as he caught his breath.

"Mercury, what is wrong? Where are your brothers?" Mark asked worriedly, standing from his seat and walking to where his son stood. "Why aren't you with them?"

"Dad, Micah... told Tom... about Love's accident... He is here... I ran to tell you." the kid said, taking deep breathes as he spoke.

"I will kill that asshole!" Mark boomed. "Where is he?"

At the mention of Tom's name I stood from my seat and exited the room, down the hall. Quil and Jacob followed behind me. I could take any comment or insult from Mark Ferreira, but I sure wasn't going to stand by watching as Madison's ex-boyfriend tried to snatch her away from me.

"Dude, what are you going to do?" Jacob asked as he flanked my right side, as we walked down the hospital's hall.

"I don't know, but it's not going to be pretty." I mumbled, stopping in front of the elevator and pressing the buttons.

"Well," Quil began, cracking his fingers. "I got your back!" he said, his usual impish smile displayed on his lips.

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