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My Salvation

Summary:
This is about Jennifer, Quil and Claire's only daughter. She and her family move back to La Push after being away for years. What happens when Jenny meets Jacob? Read and Find out. Chapter Six is up. Chapter Seven in validation! I am terrible at summaries!!!**disclaimer**I own nothing but the characters that come out of my own mind Go check out the sequel. 'Mi Vida' when you finish reading this one.


Notes:
sorry for how short this is. the first chapter is mainly just to get it started and the rest will be longer with main points of view. sorry


6. Love Heals

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Chapter Six-Love Heals

MAUREEN
Life a breath of midnight air
Like a lighthouse
Like a prayer

ANGEL
Like a flicker and the flare the sky reveals

ANGEL & MAUREEN
Like a walk along the shore
That you've walked a thousand times before
Like the oceans roar
Love heals

JOANNE
There are those who shield their hearts
Those who quit before they start

ROGER
Who've frozen up the part of them that feels

JOANNE & ROGER
In the dark they've lost their sight
Like a ship without a star in the night
But hold on tight

ALL
Love heals

JOANNE
When you feel like you can't go on

ALL
Love heals

JOANNE
Hold on to love
It'll keep you strong

ALL
Love heals

JOANNE
When you feel like you can't go on

ALL
Love heals

ROGER
Hold on to love
And it will bring you home

MAUREEN & BENNY
Love heals when pain's too much to bear
When you reach out your hand
And only the wind is there

MIMI & MARK
When life's unfair
When things like us are not to be

MAUREEN & BENNY
Love heals when you feel so small
Like a grain of sand
Like nothing at all

JOANNE & COLLINS
When you look out at sea
That's where love will be
That's where you'll find me
You'll fine me

JOANNE
So if you fear the storm ahead

MAUREEN
As you lie awake in bed

MAUREEN & JOANNE
And there's no one, no one to stroke you head
And your mind reels, your mind
Your mind reels.

MIMI
If you face is salty wet
And you're drowning in regret
Just

ALL
Don't forget
Don't forget
Don't forget
Don't forget
Don't forget
It's all right
Love heals
Love heals
Love heals
Love heals
Love heals

Jacob’s POV

“I’m sorry Jenny.” I said quietly. After a look of shock crossed her face she walked slowly, grimacing in pain, over to me and sank down to her knees gently next to the couch. She placed her palm against the side of my face and looked down at me.

“For what?” She asked, confused.

“For losing control and phasing and getting myself hit by a car when you needed help and were hurt. I got myself hurt when you needed me to be there for you.” I paused and she immediately jumped in.

“It was just an accident. Sure I got hurt, but it’s not that bad.” She grimaced quickly as she switched position, but cleared her expression quickly. “Sure you lost control and I don’t know what happened, but it had to be bad so you shouldn’t worry about that. Anyways I had my mom there and I was out of it for most of the time.” She said quietly, staring into my eyes, trying to covey her feelings.

I think she noticed that I was starting to fall into a sort of pain-filled unconsciousness because she kissed my lightly on the forehead and turned to some of the pack brothers. “Can you carry him up to my room? The bed will be more comfortable for him.” They nodded and about four of them picked me up carefully and carried him up the stairs.

I hadn’t noticed until then that the doctor vamp was here. Jenny followed him slowly up the stairs and walked into her room where I already was. She sank gratefully into the rocking chair that the doctor pulled up for her.

“Ok now Jacob I’m just going to give you some sleeping medication and painkillers. I need you to be asleep while I re-break and re-set the bones.” I nodded and realized that this was a lot like after the Newborn War with Bella. I sank into unconsciousness and the world faded to blackness.

Jennifer’s POV

I sat in the chair while the doctor worked. I felt sleep trying to take over me, but I had to wait until Jake was comfortable before I could really sleep. The doctor worked for about two hours and I had to cover my ears at some point because I couldn’t stand the sound of crunching bones.

When he was finally finished he told me to make sure that Jake stayed in bed and took in lots of fluids and took his pain meds if he needed them. I nodded at the right points and made sure I knew everything, but I was dead tired. All the strain of the last few days mixed with the medications really sapped my energy. I sighed and tried to find a comfortable position in the chair that didn’t put pressure on my stitches. I mostly tried to ignore the pain because Jake needed me to be strong and he was at his weakest right now.

At some point I must have fallen asleep because the next second I was waking up on a bed. I just lay there for a minute trying to get my bearings and in that moment I realized that there was someone sleeping next to me. My eyes widened and then I relaxed when I realized that it was Jacob.

He sighed in his sleep and smiled. I smiled gently at him before standing up silently and walking to my dresser to get fresh clothes. I was still in clothes I had borrowed from the hospital and I frowned at them distastefully. Grabbing a loose dark blue cotton shirt and a pair of black yoga pants I wandered into the bathroom to change.

It was the first time I had gotten a good look at the stitches and I cringed when I saw them. The skin was discolored and the gashes were looking pretty gross. I changed quickly and as painlessly as possible and went downstairs to get breakfast for Jake. I wasn’t very hungry and I just wanted to take my pain meds and go back to sleep.

I considered the idea, but pushed it to the back of my mind when I thought of Jake lying in the bed hurt. I realized in the rational side of my head that I was hurt too, but I never was one to follow what the rational side of my head told me to do. Sometimes both sides agreed and that made my life somewhat easier.

I walked into the kitchen and got a tray of food ready. Apparently I was the only one up and I tried to figure out what time it was as I carried the food up to my room.

Jacob’s POV

When I woke up Jennifer was sitting in the rocking chair staring out the window. She looked like she was in a daze or something, but her head snapped around when she heard my groan of pain as I tried to move. “Good morning. Do you want so morphine?” She asked as if this was part of a normal day.

I relaxed into the mattress once more and found that if I didn’t move it didn’t hurt. “No, as long as I don’t move I’m fine and I don’t want to be all fuzzy minded right now.” I said smiling at her.

“Are you hungry?” She asked calmly. I noticed that other than her head she didn’t move and I felt sudden guilt rising in me. I was in her bed where she should be recovering.

“No and I really shouldn’t be taking up you room. You should be recovering and relaxing not trying to help me.” She glared at me and that shut me up immediately.

“I’ve worked through things worse that a few stitches.” She snapped. From what I’d seen it was more than a few. I chided myself for making her feel helpless. She was a strong woman and I knew that they were usually hard headed and hated to be made feel helpless.

“At least come sit here where it’s more comfortable.” I compromised. She sighed, but did as I asked and lay down against my good side curling up on her right side like a cat. “That’s it honey just relax and take it easy.” She sighed again and closed her eyes.

I smiled as the hardness left her face and it relaxed into a calm peaceful expression. She looked so much younger when she was asleep. I wrapped my good arm around her and pressed her close as I too drifted off into sleep.

When I woke Jenny was still in the bed just watching me. I smiled at her and hesitantly kissed her softly. When she didn’t pull back I took it as a good sign and kissed her longer and she started kissing me back. When we broke apart, gasping slightly, I pushed some loose strands of hair off her forehead. “Would this be good afternoon then Miss Attera?” I whispered.

“I suppose it would Mr. Black.” She said smiling and standing stiffly. “But I really need an aspirin right now. Do you need anything?” I rolled my eyes.

“No. Now go take care of yourself for once.” I said making a shooing motion with my hand. I found that I wasn’t in much pain anymore and I figured by the end of the week I could be up and running again. I smiled to myself. That would give me the opportunity to take care of her instead of the other way around.

“And just what is so amusing?” She asked as she walked back into the room.

“Oh nothing. I was just thinking of how I can take care of you in a few days. Just as soon as the werewolf healing is done you will be in this bed and not getting out of it until you’re healed. She rolled her eyes at me and sat down in the chair again. For the first time I noticed a book in her hand. “What are you reading?” I asked.

“The Guardian by Nicholas Sparks.” She said opening the well worn book to her page.

“Do you mind reading aloud?” I asked. If it let me listen to her voice I would do anything, even if it meant having to listen to a crappy romantic book.

“Not at all.” She said before reading. “‘Richard slowed his breathing, concentration or Julie’s image. Even though she was confused right now, he knew she was different from other people. She was special, better, like him.’

“‘It was that secret knowledge of his uniqueness that had sustained him in one foster home after the next. Aside from a few articles of clothing, the only items he’d brought with him were the camera he’d stolen from one of his former neighbors and the box of photographs he’d taken.

“‘The first people who took him in seemed nice enough, but for the most part, he ignored them. He came and went as he pleased, wanting nothing more than a place to sleep and food to eat.’” I started to get into the romantic thriller story of Richard, Julie and Mike. As the sun started to set Jenny closed the book and climbed back onto the bed.

“Time for bed.” She said as she cuddled up against me again. I had noticed the slight hesitations of her movements as she tried to stay off her left side and I started to get worried. She must have seen that and figured out the reasons why because she quickly reassured me that the pain wasn’t that bad and we again fell asleep like that. Two wounded soul mates cuddled up against each other, listening to each others breathing and heartbeats.