Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the characters, how sad.

Jasper has just been injured by Edward.

Fiddling with the phone cord I can only guess she's waiting for Carlisle to pick up. 'Hello,' I hear his voice come through with the echo of the hospital around him.

'Hi Carlisle, It's Bella.' She looks at me and opens her mouth to try to word this. 'I need you to come to my house..with a first aid kit.' Carlisle agrees to be right over, no questions travelling down the phone. She paces around the room wishing she knew what to do to help. Arriving in illegal moments still in his doctors uniform Bella nearly has a heart attack when he barrels straight through the door.

'Sorry Bella, I erred on the side of speed,' he looks her up and down and shakes his head not noticing any bleeding, 'I don't understand.'
She flits her eyes to me and to my arm and I observe her expressions as Carlisle comes to my side. 'Don't move,' he says holding it still and running his fingers up and down my arm to examine it. 'Bella, do you have any ice?' he says not looking to her but focusing entirely on the extensive bruise up my arm. 'In the kitchen,' she says also not able to tear her eyes away.

As Carlisle disappears to the kitchen she meets my gaze, I can feel guilt and sympathy come off her. 'It's not your fault,' I say looking out the broken front door, still awkward around her. She nods mutely but her fingers pull at her sleeves as she comes closer. I tense not used to her approaching me but then Carlisle returns.

Gently applying a bandage from my wrist to the elbow he loops the ends around my neck to support it. Putting wrapped ice inside the sling he turns to Bella.

'Thank you for calling me,' he sounds truly grateful and I see the hint of a blush, but before he can say anything else theres the sound of Charlie pulling into the drive. All our eyes dart to the door and before we can formulate the sentence Carlisle leaves. So when Charlie stumbles in through the door brandishing his gun and looking awed at the damage he sees me leap dizzily out of the chair and Bella standing stock still.

'What..happened?' he says shaking his head and looking from my arm to Bells and back to the splintered door frame. Bella's mouth opens and closes and I can see she's trying real hard to think of something believable. Suddenly immensely intimidated by Bella's father I realise I haven't volunteered anything. 'A bear,' I blurt out. Charlie's head whips round to Bella, 'A bear, came and smashed our front door?' he says.

She nods shaking her head at the world, 'It was unbelievable. I guess it was hungry and saw us talking from the forest, because it came at us.' Charlie was nodding his head as she described the scene. She shoots a grateful look in my direction, 'Jasper pushed me out of the way and it swiped his arm.' Releasing a stressed breath she turns back to her father.

He grabs a shot gun off the wall, 'Are you okay though Bells, it didn't hurt you at all?'
'I'm fine dad, Jasper totally saved me.' Charlie grunts appreciation, and pulls Bella into a hug. I felt an intruder on a moment that I guessed was rare. They were both reserved around each other and yet there was obvious affection. Breaking the moment he got his cruiser keys back out.

'How in the hell did you get it to leave?' he muttered as he exited back through the door. Suddenly thinking of something he shouted back through, 'You two better go somewhere safe or at least stay upstairs until I can get this door fixed.'

Bella sank onto the sofa beside me as the car pulled away. Her face read pure relief. I lean back into the cushions feeling fatigued and not used to the mind numbing pain I'm experiencing. Her relief flooding into me is calming though.
'Jasper what's happening to you?' Bella said hesitantly gesturing to rest the back of her hand on my forehead. Nodding that she could, her cold skin against mine says enough, 'Human?' she asks bewildered.

I shrugged, 'Not quite, not yet,' I say wishing I could give an explanation. 'I've been getting sick, it's Carlisle's only guess.'

She nods seeming to realise the issue. Grabbing her keys and going to stand I stop her, 'Your arm, can I see it?' I ask resting my hand on hers but not moving so as not to scare her.
'Sure,' she offers her arm out and I slide my hand up the sleeve to above her elbow, feeling entirely odd to be interacting with the girl I have kept a permanent distance from. The beginning dots of recently removed stitches reveal themselves and a raised line of separation, I pray it didn't it hurt as bad as it looks.

'Matching injuries,' she said to try and lighten the mood. I regard my arm and smile, such a strange girl. Considering who had caused her injury I look into her eyes, 'I don't blame you,' she says being more perceptive than I'd have guessed. Her brown eyes dance in her face as she avoids my direct gaze and looks at my hand on her arm.

I hear a growling sound behind my head and turn just as Bella notices. 'Jacob!' she says jumping off the sofa and advancing on her friend.
'How have you been stranger?' he asks as she accepts a hug from him, I notice that he avoids her injured arm entirely. Gingerly but wholly enveloping her in his arms. I'm intrigued by their easy affection and wonder what's bothering me.

AN: Some assumption is used that while Bella hasn't been at the Cullen's she has however been at the Reservation.
- birthday distractions slowed my update, that or a bear!