The Twilight Saga

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

 

Cold Gray Light

by Chris

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Contents

Chapter 1 - Intuition

Chapter 2 - Warning 

Chapter 3 - Hope

Chapter 4 - Plan

Chapter 5 - Escape

Chapter 6 - Journey

Chapter 7 - Motherhood

Chapter 8 - Dreams

Chapter 9 - Calls

Chapter 10 - Danger

Chapter 11 - Fight

Chapter 12 - Inquisition

Chapter 13 - Peace

Chapter 14 - Talents

Chapter 15 - Return

Chapter 16 - Talk

Chapter 17 - Training

Chapter 18 - Together

Chapter 19 - Moods

Chapter 20 - Untruths

Chapter 21 - Departure

Chapter 22 - Unwelcome

Chapter 23 - Drill

Chapter 24 - Arrival

Chapter 25 - Discovered

Chapter 26 - Words

Chapter 27 - Manipulation

Chapter 28 - Consultation

Chapter 29 - Awakening

Chapter 30 - Impass

Chapter 31 - Tale

Chapter 32 - Ancestors

Chapter 33 - Shadows

Chapter 34 - Voice

Chapter 35 - Messages

Chapter 36 - stand-off

Chapter 37 - Patrol

Chapter 38 - Diplomacy

Chapter 39 - Rules 

Chapter 40 - Eyes

Chapter 41 - Disclosure

Chapter 42 - Why

Chapter 43 - Reconciliation

Chapter 44 - Confession

Chapter 45 - Spirit

Chapter 46 - Disbelief

Chapter 47 - Teams

Chapter 48 - Practice

Chapter 49 - Match

Chapter 50 - Betrayal

Chapter 51 - Realization

Chapter 52 - Confrontation

Chapter 53 - Untangling

Chapter 54 - Revelation

Chapter 55 - Postscript

Chapter 1 - Intuition

 

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,

Aro”

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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Hi Kelly,

sorry it is taking so long, I want to get the story totally finsihed before publishing any more. But at lest you will get all the remining chapters in quck succession.

Thank you for you comment.

Support for all my reders keeps me going.

Best wishes

Chris

Chapter 52 - Confrontation 

The three of us left through the back gate – I snapped the large padlock that held it shut from human intruders. The gateway led to an overgrown field ribboned with small paths used by both humans and animals to access the wood behind.

I had explained to Nessie that as she had already had breakfast there would be no need for her to hunt. Jasper and I could be more subtle about it than she could. I also feared that Jasper might follow a human scent and I didn’t want Nessie doing the same. I carefully explained to Jasper that this couldn't be a normal hunt because I needed to shield him. We couldn’t let our predator instincts take over completely, we just needed to stick together and grab what animals we could.

I also considered letting my shield slip off one or the other of them while we were out hunting. I didn’t know if they would notice when they were distracted, and if Nessie would say anything if she did notice. If Jasper thought that my shield was weak he would move us on again. I decided that getting Jasper to stay here as long as possible would make it more likely that the others would find us. I didn’t know if my voice would really be able to pull Edward and the others to our rescue.

I let Jasper carry Nessie on his shoulders again. This was exactly my dream, and this was exactly what Alice has seen: Nessie on this man’s shoulders here in this wood. And I knew we had to get away from him, he was dangerous. My negative though patterns pushed my worry for Nessie to the front of my mind. How much did Jasper want her along for this ride? Would he be happier if she didn’t make it and he had me all to himself? What would he do to her? I knew he was fond of her, but would that be enough to keep her alive now he’d taken this evil path? I had to get her away from him whatever it took, however much it hurt me.

The hunting proved difficult, there were few animals in this part of the wood. I persuaded Jasper that we had to travel at human speed just in case we were detected, which meant that getting away from the city to where the animals were took longer. We walked for an hour before we’d found an area free of human scent and full of the sound and smells of animals.

The woods here were different to the woods near Forks. There was less green somehow. Fewer of the trees were evergreen, allowing more of the gray morning light onto the floor.

I tried to keep the mood light, chatting quietly with Nessie and holding her hand as we walked.  Jasper smiled and happiness leaked out of him, and despite the situation I could not help but feel happy too. It was confusing being so happy yet having my mind filled with escape plans. I decided I couldn’t get Nessie and me away from him without help – it would be too dangerous to even try. I decide that I would wait to see if the promised help arrived.

Some of my thought patterns were still running over the scenarios that could have happened in the clearing and the possible reactions to our disappearance.  The problem was that I just didn’t know. Were they out looking for us before the voice tried to alert them? Would they consider chasing the voice? Surely Demetri would, but would anyone go with him? Would Demetri and I be enough to fight Jasper? And what about Alice – how was she going to take this? And Jasper, what would they do to Jasper if a large rescue party came? What would they do to me? Would they see it as my fault? Is it me that would be punished for making them all to love me?

I forced myself to stop thinking. I was heading towards a panic attack and needed to concentrate on something else. I forced myself to think of the prey we needed right then.

The deer herd we encountered split in every direction as soon as they caught our scent. We gave chase to the oldest female, she was well past her prime. Jasper took the final dive to take her down. I let him drink her all and refused when he offered me some. I needed him to be fed well enough to stay in a good mood.

After another fifteen minutes we found remnants of the herd and I was able to take a young buck. I needed my strength, I may have to fight Jasper at any time.

Just as I sat on the floor finishing the creature I smelled them. All morning there had been a slight northerly breeze rippling the trees in the forest and at that moment it brought with it the slightest scent of wolf. I watched Jasper in my peripheral vision, I wasn’t sure if he’d smelled it. I didn’t dare move my head to look and I tried to keep my emotions in check, but I knew that he would have felt the jolt of panic and hope that had gone through me. I just didn’t know what the wolves would try to do. Had they come to rescue Nessie and me at all?

After ten seconds it was obvious that Jasper knew they were coming. He picked Nessie up and pulled me with him to the most defensible part of the wood he could see. It wasn’t much of a base point, a slight rise in the ground gave us an elevated position and there were a few rocks to cover our backs. The rocks at least would be some shelter for Nessie.

“How did they know?” Jasper spat. “Haven’t you got us covered? Don’t you realize what this could mean?”

His tone was beyond anger and I felt it coming from him, he didn’t try to hide it. If we both lived through the wolves I’m not sure what he would do to me in his fury.

We could hear them now,  the paws of two wolves, but along with them the footfalls of  vampires coming from more than one direction. There was nowhere for Jasper to take us. We were trapped. I felt panic, dread. I didn’t know if it were mine or Jasper’s. I didn’t know what was going to happen, who was here to fight for who against who.

First we saw the wolves come from the left, Jacob and Leah. Jacob I could understand, no doubt he had come for Nessie. If I could get her to him she would be safe and that would be good enough for me. It was what I wanted most. Anything beyond that was a bonus.

But Nessie was tucked into the rocks, with Jasper in front of both of us. The wolves came to a halt about twenty yards away, standing side by side. Jacob growled threateningly at Jasper. Then Edward appeared to my right and I heard the unmistakably noisier approach of Fred who stopped some fifty yards behind. I dropped my shield – I needed Edward to know what was in Jasper’s mind.

“Jasper let them go!” Edward growled, moving into an attack stance. “Give me my wife and daughter.”

At last, a rescue party, they had come to free us. My relief was enormous.

“No! She is mine, she wants to be with me.” He too slipped into a fighting crouch.

Then they were at it. Their bodies crashing sounded like a huge boulders falling off a cliff and smashing on the rocks below. The speed of the movement was breathtaking even to a vampire. I was transfixed in horror, the battle raging just yards in front of Nessie and me.

Jacob barked, bringing me to my senses. I had to get Nessie past them and to him. But there wasn’t room to go round this ball of flailing limbs, and I needed to keep away from Fred. I had to go up.

I grabbed Nessie and sprang into the trees, clutching on to whatever came to hand. The branch gave way under our weight but momentarily gave me enough support to swing our bodies so we landed near Jacob.

I shot to his side and put her on his back. “Keep her safe! Home!” was all I said before he turned and was gone with my daughter. I felt the loss of her even though I was glad she was away.

Jasper and Edward were still fighting. Neither seemed to be gaining the advantage and the pace had not slowed. There was an occasional sound of real injury, accompanied by almost continuous growling. Sometimes the flurry of activity would stop when one had a good hold on the other, only for it to be broken and the battle recommence at flashing speed.

Fred slowly walked towards me. He looked towards Jasper and Edward and they started vomiting on the floor. The fight was over for now, their incapacity total.

Fred covered the distance to me in five easy strides and to my surprise offered me his hand. “Shall we go?”

“Go where Fred?”

“Away from here, away from all this. We are meant for each other, how could we not be?”

“No! I am married to Edward! What don’t you understand! I love him and only him!”

“Bella be reasonable,” he started.

I put my shield back over Jasper and Edward and they were off the floor and towards the two of us. I was pushed out of the way by one, I didn’t know which one, in their determination that Fred should be eradicated.

They both started on him and I heard his arm being pulled off again before seeing Edward holding him for Jasper to decapitate. I was desperate for this to stop, I needed them to sort this out without fighting, it wasn’t going to sort anything.

I pulled my shield away from them again and they were back on the floor. Fred’s yelling subsided and he looked around for his arm.

“You want to be part of this?” he asked between painful draws of breath. “Come away with me. If you leave me unshielded they can’t get to us.”

“Fred, No. But I don’t want you dead. Just go somewhere else and leave me alone.”

“I can’t do that love.”

He took two steps towards me, limping in one leg. Although he smiled at me I was scared of him. He wouldn’t listen to me, he wouldn’t take no for an answer, what would he try to do to me now? I unshielded Jasper and Edward again. This time they were on their feet in a flash and Edward was after Fred but Jasper was after Edward.

Again the limbs were moving so fast I couldn’t see what was happening in the brawl.

“Stop!” I shouted, I had to stop this.

And they stopped.

They stopped in the exact positions they were in when I said the word, as if they were frozen at that very moment. I thought maybe this was an elaborate game they were playing on me. Fred was on the forest floor. Edward’s teeth were about an inch from Fred’s neck poised to bite his head off. Jasper was at Edward’s back, clearly focused on removing Edward’s arm.

I watched for a few seconds. They didn’t move, not to blink, not to breathe.

“Edward?” I asked tentatively. There was no reply, no acknowledgment that I existed.

I walked slowly over to them but still no reaction. I put my hand on Edward’s face, expecting him to smile and announce that all this was some super big practical joke. But nothing.

I tried tickling him but he was a statue. I may as well have been tickling Michelangelo's David.

I tried to comfort myself. At least no one was being hurt like this.

More footsteps, a large party this time this time. It seemed to take an age for them to arrive, but that was probably because I was focused on the three frozen bodies in front of me.

Carlisle, Emmett, Demetri and Alice arrived. I didn’t know what to think. I couldn’t tell if my emotions were positive or if my face showed any sign of recognition towards them.

They moved slowly towards the fighters.

Further out in the forest I thought I spotted Nahuel for a second before he was gone into the trees.

“Bells, what have you done to them now?” Emmett's voice uncharacteristically hoarse. He looked scared. He was staring at me and keeping a healthy distance.

Alice was next to Jasper trying to look into his eyes. She had to hold herself in a strange position to see his face.

Demetri and Carlisle were just surveying the scene and eying me with caution.

“Bella are you hurt?” Carlisle's voice sounded at a loss as to where to begin to try to put this straight.

“No Carlisle.”

“Nessie, where is she?”

“Jacob has her, he has taken her home, just a minute ago.”

Demetri nodded. He must be able to feel them running in the direction of La Plush as we spoke. I knew that is where Jacob would take her, his home where she could be guarded by sixteen wolves. She would be safe.

“Can you explain what has happened?”

“No.”

“Why are they like this?” He indicated with his hand and took a few steps forward to examine them more carefully.

“I don’t know!” I almost yelled.

“It’s OK Bella, better like this than killing each other. Just tell us what happened when the others found you and Jasper.” Carlisle was, as ever, trying to find a rational explanation.

“Well we were hunting, I thought it would give more time for someone to find us without Jasper getting suspicious. And then we smelled the wolves and Jasper wanted us to go on the rise by the rocks so he could defend us. I can’t fight Jasper alone, I wouldn’t win, I had to wait for help. I had to get Nessie away from him. Then the wolves arrived and Jacob growled and then Edward and Fred arrived and Edward started to fight with Jasper. I got Nessie to Jacob and told him to take her home. And Fred made them sick and wanted me to go away with him and so I shielded Jasper and Edward and they nearly killed him so I had to unshield them and then shield them again and it was all getting too much so I just shouted stop – and they did.”

The four newcomers were all staring at me nearly as still as the fighters.

“You just said stop?” Demetri asked.

“I don’t know, I don’t understand,” I wailed. “Why is this happening?”

Carlisle went over to the fighters and checked them for vital signs, not that there is much to check for in a vampire.

“They don’t appear hurt except for the missing arm and a few minor injuries,” he concluded as he continued to examine them. “I have never seen anything like it before. Demetri, have you seen this before?”

“Never. Not with my own eyes. There are old tales, but they were just tales from millennia ago, they may have no truth in them. Ah, but we may have an answer now. She comes.”

“She?”

I could hear a rustling in the leaves and turned to see a woman running towards us, her feet seeming not to touch the ground as she ran.

“Mom? What the ...”

 

End of Chapter 52 Confrontation

 

Some very interesting developments in this chapter!  I wonder why both Fred and Jasper thought she wanted to leave with them?  Hopefully if she could make them stop like that, she can make them snap out of it!  Can't wait to get some answers in the next chapter!  I am really looking forward to it!

Seugnet

Hi there,

Glad you found it interesting. Renee's appearence will make things interesting.

After all she has turned up when there is a Volturi guard present.

Hopefully she will be able to help the situaltion rather than hinder but what can Renee do to help - after all is she just a school teachers assistant? (not that there is anything wrong with that job, I do tend to thing you need to be super natural to do a job like that)

Best wishes

Chris

There seems to be something special and mysterious about her.  A little (or a lot) more than meets the eye.  She could have some interesting answers for them!

I never liked the way that SM portrayed her as a real scatterbrain and rather useless.

I thought that she would have taken more interest in her childs life than that - espeically if Bella was her only child.

 

Best wishes

Chris

Love it.  Love it.  Great chapter.  Unexpected turns.

Only two more to go and Chapter 53 is now posted.

I thought that you'd like the last three in quick succesion.

Yet more twists right up to chapter 54.

Thank you for your comment.

oooh Bella's mom is there. I wonder what Renee has to do with this, things are heating up. I am so sad to see this story end. I hope there will be a sequel, as this story is so good and I am sure me and the others readers would feel like there needs to be sequel after this

Hi Summer Love,

I have mixed feelings about the ending of this story. It has taken so much of my time and emotional energy that I am looking forward to getting that back and living in the real world again. But I am going to miss it, miss wondering what to write in my next chapter whilst sat in the traffic jams on the way to work. I'll miss obssesively looking for comments on the web site, and what I'll miss most is the thrill I get when you guys are so supportive about my writing.

Best wishes

Chris.

 

 

quite amazing what you did with this chapter, chris!! it's been quite a while since i read the previous chapter and thank god that i finally got a chance to catch up!! oh well, i still have a few more chapters to go, bye!!

Hi Carmela,

Thank you for this comment. I'm glad you liked this chapter. Bella is so confussed at this point, poor thing she has no idea what is going on.

Best wishes

Chris

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