Omg! She's alive! Mwahahahah! ...SO...Hehehe...Well...I'M SORRY! I've been busy and I honestly lost the will to write for awhile. But I'm back! Hopefully for good! With a pretty good sized chapter! Yay!

**Some language in this chapter! It's T, so it shouldn't be an issue, but I felt I should warn you anyways**

Peace out!

~BFTM

Collin P.O.V.

Collin ears rang and he felt something sticky on his back, but he was only barely aware of these facts. All of his attention was focused on Lizzy. She shook slightly from shock as she gently tried to uncurl herself form him. Collin only barely loosened his grip, practically hyperventilating as he squeezed his imprint to his chest. Could have...Lost...So small...Oh god... Collin thought in fragments as he began to shake. Calm down...Can't phase here...

"Collin...Shhh...Hun I know your scared but you have to loosen up. Your crushing me," Lizzy soothed in a soft tone, obviously trying not to frighten her boyfriend further. Collin immediately leaned back at her words, although he didn't release her completely. He continued to clutch her forearms as his shaking lessened.

Collin watched Lizzy observe their surroundings as he slowly became aware of his own body. Finally, he let Lizzy go completely, and, reaching behind him, tore a piece of glass from his head without so much as a flinch.

"Collin!" Lizzy shrieked, noticing the blood for the first time. "Bend over!" She commanded, trying to get a good look at his scalp. "The hood of the cars completely crushed in against the tree, and most of the windows are shattered," She observed in a surprisingly calm voice as she gently pushed aside his hair to look at the gash.

Lizzy released her boyfriend with a sigh, dug into her back pocket somewhat awkwardly, and yanked her cell phone free.

As Lizzy told 911 about their problem, Collin could only stare in shock at his beautiful girl as he thought of all the horrible what-ifs.

Lizzy P.O.V.

Lizzy finally let go of her boyfriends hand as the EMT forced him to get on a gurney. Collin was obviously hurt, so he was tended to first. As the door to the ambulance closed, another EMT came up to her with a small medical kit. For the first time, Lizzy consciously noticed her lack of injuries. How? ...Colin...

Lizzy answered the EMT's questions in a daze, and endured his prods silently, only thinking of how Collin had selflessly threw himself on top of her, and possibly had a permanent head injury.

Lizzy was quickly cleared, after a promise to rush to the hospital if anything began to feel strange in any way. Lizzy thought to ask if her heart counted. The EMT laughed, although Lizzy was entirely serious. For the first time in her fifteen years, she thought she may be in love.

Lizzy was driven to the hospital by a nice policewoman as she was forced to call her parents. Her mother cried over the phone, and in their less than two minute conversation, Lizzy heard Luke growl loudly and dash to start the car, even as her parents were still paralyzed with shock. He really is a good brother. Lizzy thought as she asked the bored looking receptionist where her boyfriend was being housed. Surprisingly, it was an actual hospital room, and not the answer of 'ER' that she had been expecting.

Lizzy was surprised to find Sam Uley and Brady already outside of Collin's room. How the heck did they get here so fast?Lizzy thought as she akwardly asked them how Collin was.

"He's fine. A minor head injury," Sam replied in his gruff yet kind voice. Minor? He pulled glass out of his head! But she let it go as a nurse exited Collin's room and told them that they could visit one at a time. By some unspoken agreement, the boys motioned her forward first. That's strange...They've known him longer. Lizzy thought.

Collin sat ramrod straight as Lizzy walked into his line of vision. "I'm sorry!" He blurted before she could even speak. Lizzy's eyes softened as she walked slowly toward her terrified boyfriend, and took his hand gently.

"It's not your fault," Lizzy soothed, stroking the back of his hand. Her eyes grew stern as she continued to speak, "Actually, mister, you flew on top of me! Now all I've got is a few little cuts and you had to pull glass from your head!" Although she spoke quietly, there was real anger behind her words.

Collin looked at her intently for so long that she began to feel uncomfortable. "I don't care." Collin stated with conviction. "It would have hit you in that face. All I needed was a few stitches. It could have taken out your eye." His voice shook and he tightened his grip on her hand as he spoke the last part.

Although Lizzy felt as if she should argue with him, she wasn't entirely sure that she could counter such a sweet sentiment as that with anything even mildly negative. So, instead, she leaned over and kissed him softly on his cheek, whispering in his ear, "I think I love you."

Collin's eyes grew wide and glazed over. Oh great. I broke him. She thought fondly, waiting patiently for a response. Of course, this is when her parents showed up.

After Luke had to be escorted out of Collin's room by Sam (he'd tried to break Collin further), Lizzy had been smothered to death by her mother, and both parents had repeatedly countered Collin's apologies with positive statements, Lizzy didn't feel too horrible about the day. Sure, they'd totaled a car and her boyfriend almost bled to death (slight exaggeration), but all in all, a very interesting start to their relationship.

Lizzy was forced to leave the hospital at eight (family only after that-luckily Collin's mother had finally arrived), but Collin had to stay the night. Much to chagrin of himself, Sam, Brady, and a handsome young doctor who introduced himself with a kind, "You may call me Carlisle." Apparently they were all of the opinion that glass in ones scalp was not need for monitoring.Idiots...And that doctor agreed...Maybe it's because he's so young. He's probably still learning.

With that sentiment etched in her mind (at least it assured her that Collin would be fine- even if the boys thought he'd recover faster than he actually would), she allowed herself to fall into a fitless sleep, dreaming of little blond haired, muscular baby boys.

Collin P.O.V.

Well I screwed up. How do I fix something like this? At least she doesn't hate me. How can she not? I could've killed her! Collin ceased that line of thought as soon as it began. It was too awful to even think about. His insides literally melted, and his chest tightened so hard he couldn't breath when he thought of any harm coming to her. He had been thoroughly amazed earlier when instead of the slapping or yelling he had expected, Lizzy had held his hand and told him she loved him. Well sort of..She said 'I think'...

Collin jumped as a low growl brought him out of his daze. Luckly his mother had gone home for the night, for as he looked up with wide eyes, both Luke and Rose appeared in his hospital room. Both glared at him murderously as he swallowed audibly. Too fast for any human eye to see, Rose was sitting on his chest, shaking, hands poised threateningly above his throat. Collin just closed his eyes, not even trying to fight back. Collin felt Luke's confused gaze.

Finally, Rose spoke. "Please tell me that you did not do what I think you did today. I don't care if my best friend likes you or not. If you ever hurt her, I will murder you!" Rose hissed, tightening her fingers until Collin was forced to look in her eyes. Apparently, what she saw soothed her somewhat, as she climbed off of him, dusting off her jeans calmly.

Collin could feel his neck already healing, although when he spoke his voice was scratchy. "I know. I'll just...Break up with her or something...Oh god...What if something had happened to her..." Collin covered his face, trying not to cry. Let them think he was a wimp. He didn't care.

Surprisingly, Luke was theone to counter him. "Don't. She loves you. And if you get all angsty on us like Jake was with Bella, it won't even matter that my sister loves you, because I'll kill you anyway. So get a grip, be a man, and protect her like you did today. I saw how unscathed she was. And even though your a fucking idiot for hitting the damn tree in the first place, you protected her. And I know you always will." Luke looked pained as he spoke kindly to Collin, ending his words with a few mumbled threats, grabbing a fuming Rose, and exiting the hospital room through the window.

Well Fuck. Collin thought, siting up in bed, and trying to think positive thoughts.

Well there you have it! Extremly cheesy and tense confused! I've forgotten how to use 'ed' and 'ing' it's been so long! I'll update soon!

BFTM out!