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Loss
oneshot to try and kickstart my Twilight muse again, she's gone Merlin.
Summary: Jacob loses something precious to him.
Rating: pg-13
Pairing: implied Jacob/Carlisle
It was almost dusk when the sound of screeching metal brought the entire Hospital to a standstill, followed by a few seconds of silence.
Jasper said it had felt like someone was punching a black hole through his Guts.
Edward was already outside, his instinctive need to protect someone pushing him towards the horribly still body, too late.
Esme and Alice where both quiet, too shocked to say anything much.
While Emmett and Rosalie where making the man, still shaking behind the wheel, feel like crap.
Then the Wail started, a harsh, guttural sound, tearing itself from Jacob's throat, like some wounded animal, desperate for an answering sound, a sign of life, for anything.
Charlie ran towards the street, towards the broken body, a bloody mass of flesh, wrapped in the twisted remains of a shattered wheelchair.
"Carlisle, get Jacob inside, now."
I headed towards the young wolf, knowing that he may well attack me if I moved too fast, his grief surely affecting the animal inside.
But he just wrapped himself around my cold form, a press of anguished heat, his face wet against my neck.
My heart broke for him.
I couldn't fix this, even as a doctor, Billy had died as soon as the car had hit him, even I can't stop death in it's tracks.
So I just held him to me, a small measure of comfort, to keep him safe until he had healed enough.
oneshot to try and kickstart my Twilight muse again, she's gone Merlin.
Summary: Jacob loses something precious to him.
Rating: pg-13
Pairing: implied Jacob/Carlisle
It was almost dusk when the sound of screeching metal brought the entire Hospital to a standstill, followed by a few seconds of silence.
Jasper said it had felt like someone was punching a black hole through his Guts.
Edward was already outside, his instinctive need to protect someone pushing him towards the horribly still body, too late.
Esme and Alice where both quiet, too shocked to say anything much.
While Emmett and Rosalie where making the man, still shaking behind the wheel, feel like crap.
Then the Wail started, a harsh, guttural sound, tearing itself from Jacob's throat, like some wounded animal, desperate for an answering sound, a sign of life, for anything.
Charlie ran towards the street, towards the broken body, a bloody mass of flesh, wrapped in the twisted remains of a shattered wheelchair.
"Carlisle, get Jacob inside, now."
I headed towards the young wolf, knowing that he may well attack me if I moved too fast, his grief surely affecting the animal inside.
But he just wrapped himself around my cold form, a press of anguished heat, his face wet against my neck.
My heart broke for him.
I couldn't fix this, even as a doctor, Billy had died as soon as the car had hit him, even I can't stop death in it's tracks.
So I just held him to me, a small measure of comfort, to keep him safe until he had healed enough.