Bella’s happily ever after lasted two days. This is Bella’s own account of what happened after Breaking Dawn, her growing understanding of her powers, her battle to remain with the man she loves, finding her place in her new family, and the ever-present threat of the Volturi.
New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript
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From the moment I walked through the door I could feel his eyes on me. Boring into me, owning me, watching even the minutest move I made.
I thought that I’d lose this intuition when I became a vampire. But in reality it had just got stronger along with everything else.
I thought for a moment about the one big change that my transformation had made, my thirst. Although I was still young, and the thirst for blood should be overwhelming, I had been able to handle it from the first moment I awoke in my new life. No one knew why that was. I could cope with human scents even up close, when I should have wanted to drink them dry. The scent caused me physical pain, an intense burning from my nostrils all down my throat, and feeling my throat squeezing tight with the dryness. But it was bearable. This was unusual for a new born. My kind usual manage this much control after a few years. But even with my self control the thirst was still there, the longing for something to put out the dryness.
My mind churned again. My mind could think of so many things at once. The dryness was always one of my thoughts, sometimes near the surface, then moving back into the background. I could keep all the thoughts in my mind -- juggling two, five, ten thoughts in parallel -- but never mixing them. Like watching ten TV channels at once. Another vampire trait.
Maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe there was no one looking at me. I still hated attention just as I’d done as a human, I still shied away from it. I was just letting my imagination run away with me again. No one was looking at me. But I could hear his heartbeat six feet to my left, slightly behind where I was standing. He was sitting on a chair next to the loveseat. He was close enough to feel the warmth of his skin in the cool of the morning air. I could smell the strong scent of the skin pouch he wore round his neck. A smell that forced out every lesser smell from that part of the room, like a car headlamp blinding out a flashlight. It was not just the animal fur with its heavy notes that I could smell, but what was inside it. The herbs and berries that it contained, each type giving a new harmony to the smell. Some sharp, some sweet. Some I knew -- citrus, juniper, cinnamon -- some I had no words for.
Maybe he was just looking at Nessie like everyone else in the room. My four month old daughter was reciting a poem for her audience in her beautiful childish voice, complete with dramatic pauses and carefully characterized accents for the speeches. She was a very advanced four month old. She looked more like a small four year old, but she would have been counted as a genius in any preschool. This was because she was half vampire and half human, and of course could never be allowed in preschool. Her brown hair, with a tinge of bronze that came from Edward, fell down her back in beautiful curls. Her eyes were a warm milk chocolate color that had been mine when I was human, and were now excited by the attention she was receiving. Her complexion was pale with a healthy pink glow of excitement. We knew now that her rate of growth and progress would slow and she would be fully mature in another 6 and half years, and then live forever. We’d learned this from Nahuel only two days before. My dark worries of losing Nessie had vanished. We’d thought we would have to watch our daughter grow old and die in fifteen short years, and we would mourn her for ever.
I didn’t look to check if I was right about Nahuel and his staring. I had caught his eye only once that morning, when we came in and gave the usual greeting to our family and their two remaining guests.
I still didn’t understand why these guest were still here. Yes, I was grateful to them, especially him. So grateful it hurt. He had saved us all: my daughter, my husband, my vampire family, my wolf friends, and me. And he put himself and his father and his sisters in danger. How could I not be grateful to him. We all were.
I’d asked Edward twice why they had not left with the other guests after the standoff with the Volturi. The first time was after the celebrations when all the other guests had left and we had taken Nessie back to our cottage to sleep in her own bed. This was the first day that we’d met them, the first day of the stares. Edward had given his answer, saying Nahuel was so glad to know that a family like ours could exist. A family with a half vampire child, the only one Nahuel knew of that was not related to him, and a surviving mother. Nahuel’s mother died in child birth and so did the mothers of his half sisters.
It is rare to find a vampire who would want a physical relationship with a human woman, even rarer to find a women who survived such an encounter. Her life could end at any moment if he did not concentrate fully on keeping her alive. And what about the outcome of such an encounter? Mortals are not compatible with half vampire babies, the babies are so much stronger than the women. I had only survived thanks to the care given to me by my vampire family and because Edward changed me into a vampire as soon as the baby was out. The memories of this violent birth were now dimming for me. The vampire venom had mended the terrible damage and left me whole, strong, and beautiful.
According to Edward, Nahuel had spent his long life, over 150 years, thinking he must be evil to the core to have killed his mother. But seeing me set him free from his guilt. He now blamed his father for not caring for his mother as Edward had for me, and for not changing her when Nahuel ripped his way out of her.
The second time I’d asked Edward why Nahuel and his aunt (a full vampire) were still with us, Edward said that they wanted to learn more about our vegetarian lifestyle. This was how we liked to describe our abnormal hunting habits in the Cullen family. Unlike other vampires we only hunted animals, not humans. This gave us distinctive golden eyes which intrigued the normal red-eyed vampires. When I asked this second time, it was not what Edward had said that set me thinking but the way he said it. If I wasn’t his wife and didn’t know him so well I would not have noticed the slight tightening of his straight shoulders under his tan colored jumper, and that he was holding his perfect jaw a eighth of an inch higher than normal. He was lying to me.
Edward lied a lot. He had to. When you can read the minds of everyone in a mile radius then you have to lie to appear normal. You have to learn to ignore the thoughts most of the time. You have to answer only the questions people say out loud and not all the far-reaching ones they think in their heads but don’t dare ask. Edward also felt he must not betray confidences of those around him. It was not as though he could stop hearing thoughts if he wanted to, and not as if people could stop thinking when he was around, so he just didn’t pass these thoughts on. I was a shield which meant that he could not read my mind, not even when I was only human. Now that I was a vampire I had learned to remove my shield if I wanted, but I could only do so for a few moments at a time and even then it was exhausting work.
But why would he lie to me about why Nahuel and Huilen were still here? We had just made it through the worst danger imaginable: the whole of the Volturi forces lined up against us, the judges, jury and executioners of the vampire world. We had survived that, so what now? What was he covering up? Surely we had to have a break from peril sometime.
Maybe bad luck was something that I’d brought with me into this life. Since I met Edward as a human I had always had bad luck. My life before Edward, before my return to Forks to live with my Dad, Charlie, was a quiet life in the big city of Phoenix with my Mom, Renée. The memory of this former life was becoming hazy, almost a pre life to my human life, as if I was now in my third life, not my second. I’d had too much on my mind to sit down and think about it, though that was the only way my family said that I would remember it for the future. As I remembered it now, it was a happy but lonely time of looking after my hair-brained mother and being the adult in the relationship even though I was the child. She didn’t need to be looked after in a physical way but in an emotional one, helping her to organize and control her life. I was the one who made sure we went to the store when we needed groceries and that we went to the bank when the bills needed to be paid. In many ways you could say I was her keeper rather than her daughter. This role was taken by Phil, her husband of nearly three years.
I argued with myself that I had already brought my shield through to my vampire life along with my strange ability for self control. I was sure that I could not have brought anything else. I had left my clumsiness behind, which was a truly good thing. I now moved so fast and was so strong that if I was clumsy lots of things would get broken. Not just inanimate objects, but living things. Even people.
I looked over at Edward, to keep my eye from straying to Nahuel. His beauty never failed to amaze me. He was stunning. His eyes were a warm amber color. But this morning more like stone than liquid. Something was bugging him. No doubt he was hearing things he didn’t like. His face muscles twitched slightly and his teeth locked together noiselessly. His smile remained, a facade to keep the others away from his upset within. I had no idea what he had heard or who it was that was having these thoughts, but my mind turned to Nahuel again, though I didn’t let my eyes follow. Edward would tell me when it was right and certainly not in the middle of this gathering.
Edward applauded when Nessie came to the end of her poem, pride now on his face. I felt a jolt of joy at his pride. I was proud of her, naturally, and applauded loudly too. But to have him so in awe of her gave me such a feeling of belonging. I had, in the end, been able to give him something so worthwhile. A daughter, our miracle. It made up for the lack of balance in our relationship. He had given me everything: his love, his life, my new life, money, possessions, a home, a car, a family. But the one thing that that he had never imagined, that none of our vampire family had thought possible, came from me. She was a delight to them all, and especially Edward.
It was only as I turned away from Nessie’s performance that I noticed Alice was staring into thin air, her eyes out of focus, completely still. I knew she was seeing something. My sister’s ability to see into the future was enviable. It had made her top of the Volturi’s list for acquisitions. It was this ability that had saved the family and herself many times over. The future she saw was only one of the possible outcomes. If decisions that had been made were changed then what she saw would change.
“Demetri is coming,” she said simply in a clear chiming voice, not altering her stance at all. “Aro has decided. He will follow Carlisle to us.”
Carlisle was at her side in an instant. “But why?” he whispered. “Why now?”.
The image of the the Volturi tracker was instantly in my mind. It was not possible for anyone normal to run from Demetri. He had a gift for finding them. But this gift needed access to someone’s mind, and it was something I could block with my shield. As well as being a tracker, Demetri was a warrior, with centuries of experience working with the Volturi.
“But why, Alice?” he asked again.
Alice had gone back into her trance. This time it took her over a minute to come round. “He comes only to observe,” she said with a little relief in her voice. “Aro will order him to stay with us and just observe. He is to watch Nessie grow for Aro and to find out more about the wolves for Caius. He is to cause us no trouble. He will be ordered to hunt like us. Aro wants to see how this will change his character. He is report back regularly by letter. This order will be made at full council the day after tomorrow. He will arrive three days after that.”
She looked around the stunned room.
“Please look for more,” Carlisle urged her.
“Demetri will bring a note with him from Aro but they know that I can see what it says so you will be forewarned. Aro is staring at it so that I can read it...
My Dearest Friend Carlisle,
I am sending my dear one Demetri to visit you as an emissary. I feel that our last meeting left a rift between us which I want to close. I have asked Demetri to learn about your life style and your beloved granddaughter so that we may better understand each other in future.
I ask you to take Demetri into your hearts and your home, and to this end I will ask him to make himself useful to you and cause you no trouble. Please use him as a son.
Yours in friendship,
Carlisle looked aghast. “Is there more?” he said, shaking his head.
Her face returned to the distant mask, but seconds later disgust was clear on it. She came back to the present again shaking her head. “Uh, that is so gross”.
“I saw part of the inner council meeting that was only the family, no guard. It is so gross.” she said, hardly able to speak for revulsion. “Aro says he wishes to watch a half vampire child develop first hand. He says that he will order Demetri to try to father a child when he has returned from his visit. He laughs and says that he may have learned some restraint from us. The mother is to be the only human they trust, their administrator Gina. They will promise her immortality if she successfully gives birth, but she has no choice. If she says no, she’s lunch. He says it will be a great honor for Demetri to father a child to be brought up and studied in Volterra. Caius is against the idea, the decision will be put off until a later date... I can’t see further than that, I’m not attuned to them, I can’t see so far ahead into their futures, I can’t see if she will become pregnant or if they will kill her, it is many months away, it may change.”
There was stunned silence.
All the joy after the last successful encounter with the Volturi was gone.
Then the speculation started. Alice could see the event but not the motivation behind it. It boiled down to three simple questions: why this? why now? and why Demetri? A dozen answers to each question came from the gathered family. The most likely answer was that they wanted to catch us doing something against the rules as soon as possible, and Demetri can stand up for himself.
The others gave little thought to the planned baby. It was beyond the immediate worry and didn’t affect us personally. But my mind was on Gina and how I could help her. I had only just survived my own pregnancy and I had had good medical care and love from all my family. I felt cold, cold to the heart.
Had I started some new vampire fashion? Would lots of vampire males want to father children? And what of the vampire females, would they want to become stepmothers? I thought of the loss of human life. I thought of Gina.
I found myself a spot on the floor and sat there still, shocked, horrified.
The discussion went on for nearly an hour, until Carlisle looked at the clock and said that he had to go for his shift at the hospital.
He turned to our guests, “Nahuel, Huilen. It may be best if you were not here when Demetri comes to call. I do not wish to ask you to leave but for your own safety I must ask you to think about what you want to do. You know you have our thanks for what you have done for us, and I owe you for the safety of all my family. You are welcome here at any normal time.”
It was Huilen who spoke this time. She spoke simply in her heavy accent. “We will leave before he arrives.”
Carlisle smiled warmly at her. “That is for the best. We can visit you before long, and maybe meet Nahuel’s sisters if that is possible.”
The others continued to speculate after Carlisle had gone, Emmett debating with Jasper the possibility of beating Demetri in a fight. Jasper thought that if there were several of us it may be possible, but it would only bring the rest of the guard down on us, a battle which we would not win this time.
Alice touched me lightly on the arm, tutting at my pants and jumper combination. My favorite sister was never happy with my lack of fashion sense. But she could see the future, and would have known the day before about this particular lapse of mine. I thought to myself that I would suggest to her that she warns me in advance next time, so that I don’t disappoint her again.
“You know, I thought you would have learned a little by now Bella,” she chided quietly. “I will just have to take you back to your cottage and show you how to match up those pants myself. I didn’t spend weeks putting together your wardrobe for you to use it like this.”
That morning I must have really gotten under her skin. How could she care so much about fashion when she’d just given us the news about Demetri? Really. It made no sense.
I looked down at my outfit. It didn’t look that bad to me. I’d made sure that some of the threads in the jumper were exactly the same tone as the pants, but if it made her happy we could be home and back in a very short time. A few minutes out of the house would do me some good.
“Edward,” she chimed. “I’m taking Bella back to your cottage, can you look after Nessie by yourself?” The look on her face one of great effort.
He smiled warmly at her. “By myself? I don’t think that I will ever be allowed to look after Nessie by myself. She has too many fans for that.” He looked quizzically at her while he made his answer, as if they were having another inaudible conversation but failing to understand each other.
It was true. Most of the room were watching Nessie again, just waiting to see what she would do next, fascinated by her. Her Aunt Rose and Grandma Esme sat on the floor with her.
“We’ll see you soon,” Alice chimed again, wincing with effort, like a small child trying to remember a really difficult times table sum.
As soon as she said this I looked around the gathering to smile a normal goodbye. Then I saw him, Nahuel. He was staring at me. Staring at me with total adoration in his eyes as if I were the only thing he could see in the world. The only thing he had ever seen. Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.
Oh no... no please no, I screamed inside my head. My face turned from a smile to sheer dread, his calm face turning from adoration to puzzlement at my expression.
Edward stiffened beside me, but said nothing.
Alice tugged my sleeve and we were off through the patio doors at the rear of the house, running back to my cottage hand in hand. I was only too glad to go, and Alice's excuse was perfect.
As soon as we were over the river she said in a very hushed voice, “Shield me, stop him reading my mind.”
New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript
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There was several minutes silence before Carlisle asked the captive, ”What would you like to happen now?"
Edward’s shoulders stiffened on hearing the reply, but what came to Fred’s lips didn’t seem so bad to me.
“I would like to live in peace. I don’t want to be any trouble to anyone. I need to find a way to control my talent so I can have some contact with other vampires. I’ve been really very alone for a long time now.”
He looked over at me hopefully.
“Well, he has done us no lasting harm,” Garret admitted.
Tania joined in, “But you can’t stay here because you will just make us sick and your diet is not compatible with our lifestyle."
Garret chimed in again, “It isn’t easy being vegetarian. I’m just learning and it is damned hard, I can tell you.”
Carlisle said, with regret in his voice, “You can’t come back with us to Forks because Demetri's arriving there soon, and he may see your presence as a threat. Besides, I think it would be best if you avoided them for a few years.”
“He is one of the Volturi guards,” Edward added, to answer the question in Fred’s head.
“He is checking up on us to make sure we are obeying the rules, and he has a few other errands,” Carlisle continued. “As we have said before, if you come to the attention of the Volturi it may not go well for you.”
Another minute's silence.
“If we just let you go and asked you not to come back to this place, what would you do?” It was Eleazar this time
“I’d go and try to find some other vampires in other places. I wouldn’t stay in this area if I’m not wanted. I’m not trying to cause trouble.”
Tania's was adamant. “Well, there we have it, you need to go away from here and not come back. Do we have your word on that?”
“Yes,” Fred replied simply.
“We will consider if you can come to visit us down in Forks after Demetri has left,” Carlisle added, “but you will need to contact us to ensure the coast is clear first. I’ll give you the house phone number. As we have Bella with us", he nodded to me, "your gift doesn’t cause us the problems it may do to other covens. But Bella has other responsibilities so we can’t ask her to shield you for too long. We may have to put you up away from the main house. I guess that could work for a short visit. Also we would ask you not to hunt anywhere near our home. We have human friends in the neighborhood who we do not want to lose.”
But even as Carlisle was saying this I could see that Edward was unhappy with the suggestion. The previous stress returned to him. He was hearing something again that he wasn’t going to voice but he didn’t like. I thought he might tell me when we were next alone, but he did come up with a question for me.
“Would that be too much of an imposition for you, Bella, if Fred came to visit us? I know you are working hard to shield us at the moment.”
Well, at least someone has noticed, I thought to myself. “I think I can manage some short periods, but I have to concentrate hard to cover lots of people in a room for a long time,” I said, not wanting to seem too much of a wimp, but not wanting them to take it for granted that I could keep this up all day.
Edward seemed pleased with my answer, or at least the reaction that my answer got in someone's mind. But whose mind, and what were they thinking?
Kate looked at me and smiled, “Do you think that you could do an inside out shield just over him?” Kate was obviously not comfortable with using the name Fred yet.
“Well, maybe. It would take a bit of time to get my head around that one, but I think it would be very handy to know how to do it. I could practice.”
“First of all, let's see to your battle wounds,” Carlisle said to Fred and me, his medical training and compassion shining through the situation. “Shall we go outside to find the missing bits?” he nodded to Fred’s hand. “I take it that you are whole, Bella.”
“Yes, I’m whole. Just a bit of a sore knee and gut. Nothing worse than when I was training with Emmett.” The others just laughed.
Four of us went outside. Edward went off to find Nessie and Carmen while Carlisle, Fred and I revisited the fight scene.
I felt horribly guilty when I found a couple of bits of Fred’s fingers. They were clawing their way through the snow trying to find other bits of Fred to join on to. It looked vile. I tried hard to fight the feeling of nausea. I won against my stomach, but it was a close thing.
Carlisle explained to Fred that he was a doctor in a hospital, but also knew about vampire physiology. Fred just looked amazed.
“You are able to work in a normal human hospital with all that blood about, and you are able to resist?” He was amazed. “How do you do it? Why do you do it?”
Carlisle laughed, “That's a long story, let’s get you fixed up first. Bella managed to break off part of your ear as well. Bella, I’m not sure whether to be impressed or annoyed with you.”
I had never seen anyone stick a vampire back together. I had heard the tales, but it was different seeing the action first hand. Carlisle got Fred to lick the broken-off pieces and then he pressed them back into place very carefully, where they stuck with hardly any seam. Carlisle tutored Fred to put venom on his finger and pull it hard across the seam to remove the line completely. “Well, it only works when the seam is fresh, but I always think that it is better to get rid of the scars if you can.”
Carlisle looked at my knee and pointed out a tiny fracture in the cap. He told me to rub some venom into it. I did, and almost immediately there was a stabbing pain followed by a cool nothingness, and it was fine again.
As we worked, Carlisle explained to Fred the nature of our vegetarian lifestyle. Fred was completely bewildered by it and didn’t understand our enjoyment of human company at all. He himself felt that feeding on humans was not a good part of being a vampire but it was a necessary part. He couldn’t imagine hunting animals because the few animals he had come across during his vampire life smelt repulsive to him. But he did say that he would think about what Carlisle had said.
We went back to the house, by which time Nessie was sitting in the lounge with all the others. Fred just stared at her.
“What is this child ... is she a vampire? I didn’t realize that we could have children, not that I’d really given it any thought at all. Are vampires born as well as created?”
“This is Renesmee,” Edward said simply. “She is mine and Bella’s daughter. Bella conceived her while she was still human, very shortly after our marriage. Bella became a vampire as soon as the baby was out of her body. Bella was the “human pet“ you referred to earlier, a strange way to refer to someone’s wife, but that was not in your knowledge.”
Fred just stared at him open mouthed for a few moments, and then, remembering that this was rude, he shut his mouth and tore his gaze away from Edward to look at Nessie and me again.
“Wow ... wow, I just can’t imagine how you can live like this,” he stuttered out.
Edward bristled visibly next to me. He must have heard things he didn't like. “No, I don’t have any super vampire self control. The control is much easier after time, but there is always a risk for any humans that you have contact with that your control is not as good as you want it to be.”
Carlisle, always the medic, wanted to enlighten Fred. “Female vampires are not able to carry a baby. Their bodies cannot make the necessary changes. But it appears that a male that was capable of reproduction before the transformation is likely to still have that potential. It was a surprise to us all when Bella became pregnant but the experience ended her human life. Renesmee is half-vampire, half-human, and will be grown up in about six years. But a child who is created by venom will never grow or mature. Creating a child vampire is strictly forbidden in the rules, and the punishment is absolute.”
“Your child is the most beautiful child I have ever seen.”
“Thank you,” I said simply.
“You really are a real family. I had no idea that that was possible.”
I spent the rest of the morning with Eleazar and Tania who explained the rules to Fred. I’d asked if everyone else could leave the room and if the two of them could sit close together so my shield could be as small as possible. I was beginning to feel the exertion of keeping the shield in place. I ached, but I wasn’t sure where I was aching. It felt as if it was all over my body and in my mind. I tried to tell myself it was all in my imagination, but it wasn't. In the end the two of them sat on the low sofa and I sat behind them on a chair, a hand on the shoulder of each. This made is easier but still the ache was increasing.
In the end I had to call a halt to the conference. The shield felt like a lead weight that I was holding up in weak arms, and I was losing it.
We all went outside. Fred stood some fifty yards away, keeping his gaze away from us.
Our farewells were a combination of threats not to return without warning, not to hunt on our patches, and genuine wishes that he find a way to control his talent and join a coven.
Carlisle had the last words, the rather formal but appropriate “Go in peace.”
And with that, Fred was off at a medium run back towards the city. Once the footsteps died away we all went back into the house. Kate and Tania both wanted to play with Nessie. She was pleased to be back at the center of attention.
I knew that this was a good distraction for all three of them so I didn’t interfere. I stood at the edge of the room staring into the forest with Eleazar. Suddenly I realized that I wanted to find out more about myself. Now was a good time, because Edward and Carlisle had gone hunting, but in the direction that Fred had run just to make sure that he wasn’t about.
“Eleazar, could you do something for me? Can you see if I have any other talents as well as the shield?” I said this very quietly just for him. I didn’t know why, but I felt this was a very private matter not to be shared.
He smiled warmly at me. “I thought that you might ask me that one day. I assume that you have mastered throwing your shield off? Let’s go outside”
I followed him some way into the forest. “A lot of vampires don’t like their powers revealed in public.” He smiled at me warmly.
Interesting. I wonder what is happening with Bella?