'Before'

The man took Sammy somewhere that he didn't know. He was dumping something that was in a red canister.

"I need, my tank..." Sammy says.

Noticing the man going to it.

"You can go without it right? Besides this is how you can help me."

The man said with a smirk.

Sammy shook his head. "I-I can't mommy said that I'm sick and that I need it" Sammy said.

"If your truly sick you wouldn't be able to go out outside. If you were really sick your mother wouldn't have left you here. If you were sick you would get better and stay better."

The man said.

While going closer and taking off the tubes on Sammys face. Then turning off the air tank. Sammy can slowly already feel the lost of air. He falls on the floor on all four limbs. Trying to get the lost of air back in his lungs.

While Sammy was distracted the man flicked a match. An orange flame dances on the tip. He looks to the boy, before he drops the match. It was quick, the flames immediately rised.

Engulfing Sammy with the smoke and orange, red flames.

"Please- I-I-can't" he just kept coughing and coughing the smoke in his lungs and eyes.

"Breathe?" The man teased.

Sammy started to see black spots and then all he saw was black.

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Faint voices can be heard but somehow he couldn't make out. Who or what they were saying. It was to faint to here.

'What's wrong with me why can't I...'

But all that Sammy could feel was utterly peacefulness. No longer too hot from the fire. But he didn't feel any cold as well. He felt nothing.

But then there was hands. They were faint, he almost felt as if he was being lifted up. From whatever he was laying on.

'Where am I? Please, open eyes. I want to see. I want to hear. Why can't I hear anything?'

He can feel something become more light, he even lost the little feelings that he can feel. An then the faint beating of his heart, it's getting slower and slower.

'No! Please what's going on? Please breathe come on please! Speak? Say something, why can't I say something? Please come on why can't I wake up? Do something please!'

'I want to see them again. My friends, my sister, my mate! Please I want to be alive...'

Beep

Beep

Beeeeeeeeep

"Died at 1:30pm"

'But I wanted to live'

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"Jasper you need to do it now!"

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Jasper looked down at his mate.

The one who he was supposed to be protecting.

The one that was supposed to be with him forever.

Is now laying on his bed, dead. No heart beating no slow breathing. Nothing.

"Jasper you have to do it now. Or else he'll never wake up. He'll never be with you."

Jasper looked to Carlisle and slowly nodded his head. Carlisle left the room and quietly closed the door.

Jasper looked at his mate one more time before he gently grabbed his wrist.

He said a quick apology, and bite down. First it was soft not wanting to hurt him, but then he bite down all the way. The venom slowly seeping in. Then he let go, and all he can is wait. Wait for his mate to wake up to his new life.

No longer dying so easily.

No longer aging.

No more eating human food.

No more being human.

'Please don't be to angry'

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Everything was black there were no sounds.

No feelings.

There was nothing.

But then there was a slight pain in the wrist something that shouldn't be there for someone that's dead.

The pain shouldn't even be able to travel up the wrist and through the body.

The pain just kept moving, and it slowly kept getting more and more painful.

But then as soon as it came.

It all stopped like there was nothing there in the beginning. But it was right?

And then coldness came over but he wasn't cold. He could feel it sure somehow. But he wasn't cold he's dying right? Is this how you die, I don't get to be this Jasper?

Please I want to come back!

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Jasper gently took Sammy from his bed. His head falls back and so does his arms he doesn't hold on anymore. An that that scares him even more.

'Please work'

Jasper looked at the window. Knowing that's the only way that they can get out unnoticed by everyone. An so he left with the limp body of his mate in his arms. Hoping that the venom in the bite will get to him and that it doesn't kill him.

He makes it to the field no one was there. So it was just him and his dead mate, or is he?

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"Haha I'm Sammy! Izzy's brother"

"We're mates little flower we're meant to be together"

"I made a friend!"

"I love you little flower"

"I love Jazzy too!"

"Sammy please open your eyes!"

Open, open, open!

And he finally did.

Sammy looked around him.

It was an area that he knew all too well.

He knew that it was Jasper's and his little area.

The flower field.

But the flowers around look...dead.

He slowly sat up only to notice that he's not breathing or the tubes that he's always connected to.

He looks around and sees his mate sitting a bit away, working on a flower crown. A huge frown adoring his face.

Sammy slowly gets up and couldn't help but quickly go to his mate and hug him. He gave him the biggest hug, he could muster and giggled.

He woke up! He never died.

And look at him! He isn't sick anymore! He's fine.

"I miss Jazzy so much! Can we play now? I want to play a game!"

Jasper looks at his mate noticed the flowers that were previously dead and we're not supposed to come back. Glow once again, but somehow even brighter then before.

More alive, much like the little flower in front of him.

Jasper looked down and kissed him. But it was different then ones before. It was more passionate, more hungry almost. An Sammy was more then willing to kiss him back with the same force. Or well he tried to.

Jasper broke the kiss and looked down at his dazed mate.

He chuckled and hugged him again.

"Yeah little flower we can play a game."