A/N This is my first fanfic and it is a rewrite of the end of breaking dawn, before going into the story,so the beginning will contain bits that you are familiar with, but obviously if you recognise it, it does not belong to me. The extra characters and the future storylines etc will, but all content from previous books and from breaking dawn obviously belong to Stephanie Meyer herself
Thank you for taking a chance on my fic!.
Rosalie's POV
I was disgusted with myself. I couldn't believe I had lost control like that. I knew it had been a while since I had hunted, but I never thought when everything would happen I would allow the bloodlust to take over so badly. Hearing the screams and Bella's laboured breaths as Jacob and Edward worked around her only served to feed my self pity. Alice and Jasper left the room quickly as soon as they deposited me in a room down the hall, now I was directly away from the blood my decades old self returned and the faint whiffs of blood barely bothered me, however I saw Jasper battling with him self and Alice's face was tight with pain as she heard her best friend, her sister being ripped apart. As Bella's screams became barely formed whimpers as I heard her abused and weakened heart struggling to pump, I began to measuredly make my way back to the study, keeping my self in check the entire time to not bring any attention from getting the baby out safely. And saving Bella. I got to the doorway just as Edward pulled a writhing blood coloured lump from Bella's abused body, I saw a mass of bronze ringlets and just as Edward muttered something Bella's heart thumped and then stopped. I barely registered Jacobs painful cry and his renewed efforts in trying to revive her, I was just focused upon the tiny child in Edwards arms, I heard Edward ask Jacob to hold the child but instead of listening to his reply I finally looked at Bella. Her drawn face still stuck in a mask of intense pain, her body, battered and broken in her heroic attempt to bring her child into the world. The child she loved more than life itself, her life. An incredible sadness filled me as I realised this poor girl, who I had initially been so hard on, who relied on my help to bring her baby into the world, may never get to meet them.
'Edward, let me' I said in barely a whisper.
He growled in response, clearly remembering how out of control I was only moments ago. Wow. Only moments, it felt like a lifetime had happened in the last two minutes.
'please, im in control now, give me the baby so you can help Bella…' I trailed off not quite knowing how to finish the sentence as I doubted much could be done at this point, a fact that filled me with the kind of sadness that surprised me, I hadn't realised how much Bella had gotten under my skin. But I loved her as much as I loved the rest of my family and my heart was breaking hearing hers struggle to pump under Jacob's hands.
Edward handed me the squirming child and I expertly took her in my grasp, I saw she was a 'her' now, her skin felt like a warm fire and her face was immeasurably beautiful. An angel. I turned too walk away so Edward could tend to his dying wife when her legs moved. I stopped, looking in shock. Her spine had been broken, how was her lower body still squirming, Edward hadn't managed to get any venom in her yet so I didn't know how it was possible. I looked up to see Jacob still crying loudly and giving CPR to Bella, but Edward was staring just as frozen as me. Our eyes met, black eyes to black eyes and both of us had the same realisation at once. We both rushed forwards and Edward went back into the body of his beloved, now we were paying attention we realised there was another fluttering heartbeat. Another second passed and Edward held another child in his hands. Twins.