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Jacob's Ending

Summary:
What would happen if Jacob kept running at the end of Eclipse? What would happen if he met someone? He put Bella back together, What happens if jacob needs someone to put him back together?


Notes:
Review. it makes the sky rain money.


9. Chapter 9

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Abby squeaked in protest as I pulled her against my body, but relaxed slightly in my grip as she saw a small boulder land right where she had been standing.

After the realization sunk in, she squeaked again and pressed herself to me.

“Go home, Leah!!’ I called, turning a bit so she wouldn’t be able to see Abby from her position at the top of the hill.

I was starting to shake, but I remembered Abby clinging to me and calmed myself, frightened of hurting her or scaring her even more.

I began to awkwardly lumber across the ground until I was behind my tree, sheltered by it.

My arms loosened slightly, but she clung to me, in shock.

I could feel the wind picking up as though taking the tension the air contained, I could smell rain approaching, and lots of it.

Abby’s arms were tight around me, her face pressed to my chest.

The entire experience was sinking in, she had just watched two werewolves fight about her, seen ultra-fast healing and was freaking out.

I felt awful for putting her through this. She didn’t deserve it.

The wind was coming faster whipping her hair into my face. Her aroma shocked me yet again, making me want to draw her as close as possible and make everything bad that had ever happened to her disappear.

“Abby, it’s all right. I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.” I murmured carefully to her, trying desperately to calm her as her breathing began to come faster.

She nodded, but her nails dug into my back, betraying her fear.

I rubbed her shoulders gently glancing up anxiously as I felt rain patter against my face.

Damn. I was in the middle of the woods with a hysterical teenage girl clinging to me. And it was starting to storm. Damn.

Carefully I pulled back a little, my heart lurching into my throat as Abby made a small noise of protest and closed her tiny hands around my wrists.

“It’s okay, I’m not going anywhere. Come on, I’ll walk you home.”

She shook her head slightly and tightened her hold on me. I frowned, not sure about what to do. I could let her have my tree, but her parents would be worried sick about her.

An idea suddenly dawned on me. It was risky, but I couldn’t think of anything else. I didn’t think she could walk very far at the moment, if at all.

I caught her eye and held her gaze deliberately.

Slowly I reached down and slipped an arm under her knees, raising her off the ground and into my arms. She squeaked in surprise, but pressed herself back against me.

Despite the overall mood of the situation, I chuckled.

“You’re warm.” She protested, the first words I had heard from her in ages.

“ Sure, sure.” I agreed, beginning to walk forward.

“Are you okay?” I asked, recapturing the tone.

I felt her shrug, then her eyelashes tickled my throat, sending shivers through me