We're at Jake's. Jake's. Jake. Jacob. Jacob Black. The name sends tingles in my stomach. Jacob would never leave me. We can deal with that imprinting thing. We'll beat it into the dust. Charlie just left, and he's fine with me staying here. He knows I'm worried about Sam. And I am, so much. It's just that Jacob's here, and he's my whole universe. Plus, I know that Sam's going to be fine, he's a werewolf. I made up my mind. I'm going to do it. I'm going to feel horrible about it. My world's going to shatter apart. But Jacob's going to help me. Jake's in the room with Sam, talking about werewolf stuff. Billy's at Harry's. Charlie's going to be there soon. Emily's making sure Quil's ok. He had sort of an emotional break down when Sam got hurt. We're alone. Just me, Jake, and Sam. The noises inside Jake's room go away. They've stopped talking. I guess it's ok for me to go in now.

My heart thumps in my chest. I'm going to check up on Sam first. My steps thump in my ears to the door. Just ten steps, but they seem like eternity. Finally, I come to the door, take a deep breath, and open the door. Sam seems pretty bad. He has slings all over him, because he heals so quickly. But it's not like he's going to die. I smile at him timidly.

"Hey Sam," I say softly.

"Hey Bella, how're you?" he asks, pulling a grin.

"How am I? How are you Sam? Look at you," I say, exasperated.

He pretends to look at himself, his eyes widening.

"Well, how did that happen?" he asks, mockingly scared.

I laugh, hanging by the door.

Jacob's been watching me the whole time.

"So, what've you been doing Bella?" he asks huskily.

"Nothing really, worrying about Sam mostly."

He looks at me, his eyes skeptical. I must look like I've been crying.

Damn, I forgot to check.

He gets up, starting to take up the whole room. Of course, he isn't wearing a shirt,

I wonder if he can feel my heart racing, like vampires can.

Before he leaves, he gives me a look.

"I'll let you get some sleep."
Sam nods.