(A/N: I'm eating a peppermint crisp right now, so I have to give all of the credit to the minty-flavoured goodness that's inside these things. What's it even made out of anyway? If you know please pm, I'm intrigued. Anywho, sorry if it's sucky but at least I've updated! (i'm the laziest person on the planet in case you didn't realise...) sorry I'll stop chattering and get on with the story- this chapter in Jakey-wakey's p.o.v! Wohoo Jacob! (my one, anyway))

I grinned to myself- Bella was even more fun to be around with her newly acquired werewolf temper, and I was just about to creep up behind her when I froze dead in my tracks.

Instead of seeing her shiny golden coat, or even her chocolate brown hair, I saw Bella lying on the floor- her entire body distorted and warped. It was sickening to see- her body looked more lupine than human, but her topaz fur was missing in large patches, revealing bits of pale human skin. Her paws had fingers, her mouth; halfway between a muzzle and lips, was filled with huge teeth that dug into her gums. Her features were gruesomely stuck in the middle, and she looked like something from a well-made horror movie with a genius as the special-effects guy.

Trying my best not to freak out entirely, I approached her cautiously. "Bella? Bells..." and jumped back when her head snapped in my direction. Underneath the high keening noise that I now realised was her whimpering, there was a snuffling noise as she sniffed the air. "Bella, honey, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you," I said, my palms facing her so she knew I meant no harm. Her deformed ears pressed against her skull, and she stared at me with cold, empty eyes. The emptiness in those eyes frightened me, and I repressed a shudder before attempting again to approach her again.

I stepped closer again, unconsciously shushing and murmuring that it was okay- as if. Assuming what appeared to be an attempt at an aggressive position; Bella tried standing up on her grossly deformed legs, before sliding back down pitifully, growling and baring her teeth. I realised that I wasn't going to do her any good by just standing around watching her, so I ran into the house and started yelling Billy's name in between ragged breaths.

"What? What is it?!?" he called back, panicked.

"It's Bella," -deep breath- "in the" -pant- "garage- NOW!!!"

He wheeled himself out the door at a surprising pace for an old man in a wheelchair and entered the garage. Putting his hand over his mouth, he just stared, not blinking as Bella writhed and growled on the ground before him.

"I- I gotta go get help, Jake!" Billy gasped. I shook my head slowly, not really in agreement or disagreement- he would be ridiculously slow, but if he stayed and watched Bella, he might get attacked. I decided that his chances of getting hurt were far bigger staying in the garage, so I finally nodded. He rolled out the door, probably going to get advice from Old Quil or something.

I slumped down onto the ground, knocking over a shovel which, in turn, pushed over a motorbike, causing Bella to flinch and moan a horrible noise that was both human and wolf. How could this possibly be happening? After how good things were starting to look for us, how could this happen?

I placed my head on my knees and started rocking back and forth for I don't know how long- all could tell was that it had gotten darker outside and I couldn't feel my legs any more. So slowly I almost didn't notice it, Bella's continuous growl (how she drew breath I don't even know) began sounding more and more human, until finally she started sobbing, sounding almost like herself.

I shuffled over to her, still wary in case she decided to attack me. "Bella?" I croaked, my voice hoarse and sore. Bella leaned against me, her hideous body pressing down on mine. I swallowed my desire to retch, and put my arm around what looked like her shoulder. "It's so, so cold, Jake," She whispered, sobbing into my shirt. "I'm so cold. Can't you make it go away?"

Things dropped off my cheek and fell down onto her head, and I realised that they were my tears. "Shhhh, Bella, honey, It's okay, it's alright, everything will be just fine, I'll make it go away, I'll make it go away..." I cooed, stroking her hair/fur without even shuddering. After all, this was Bella, my Bella, no matter what she looked like, that's who she would always be. With one final shudder, her eyes slid shut and she became silent.

I just rocked her back and forth and rubbed circles on her shoulder, sobbing.

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The rest of the night continued like that, Bella either looking like she was about to attack me- growling and baring her teeth, or crying her heart out and screaming/sobbing about the coldness. I had no idea what to do- I was way out of my depth.

I only left her side once the entire night, to get some food for both me and her, and to go to the toilet. I left a bowl of water next to her and lay a blanket over her when she wasn't completely animalistic. After a while it seemed that she calmed down and saw me as a human when she was talking, but when she was overcome by her animal instincts, my scent as a wolf seemed to stop her from growling or trying to stand up and fight, which looked incredibly painful and difficult on her horribly deformed limbs.

Morning came, and there was still no sign of Billy. I was beginning to worry- well, not really beginning, seeing as I had spent the whole night next to my girlfriend who was stuck in between a human and a wolf- I had already worried a fair bit.

I morphed back into a human as Bella's growls turned into sobs, and then froze as the barest hint of a scent reached my nostrils. It was impossible. Absolutely impossible- it couldn't be. But it was- there was no denying the sickly sweet smell wafting in from outside... Vampires?!?