Alice glided along the sidewalk at an unbelievable pace, my sight seemed to blur as I clung onto her solid back. She ran into a small alleyway and stopped at a red thin door. She opened with what seemed little effort and gestured for me to climb off her back and walk in. I did so without complaint. The red door led to miniscule yard no bigger then a small car. I wondered why they had chosen this place of all places.

I entered the back door with my throat in my stomach. Alice was already sitting on the mahogany couches deep in conversation with Jasper. I sighed there was no sign of Edward. I entered the room fully and could see that everyone was there (except Edward of course) and I relaxed a little they didn't look scared or nervous about there brothers life. I supposed that was a good sign. Esme was the first one to say something to me.

"Bella,"

"Esme!"

"Where's..."

"He is safe. Back in Nevada he found a trail and he came across…"

"What?"

"We've got to tell her sometime," Emmet butted in.

"It will kill her!" Rosalie pleaded.

I hated this. It felt like I was human all over again. But Edward said it wasn't possible. Said it was forever. But this wasn't the first time he was wrong. Since the ... disappearance, I have started to become more human. I still need blood of course but I have started to become soft, slow. I have lost my power, my shield, and my speed. It fells like I won't return until I have closure. Rosalie and Esme were the only ones who understood my motherly instinct. My daughter missing… Or worse.

"I think you should sit down," Jasper said quietly. I obeyed. I felt calm. Just another one of my family's gifts.

"Edward found an arm"

I did not comprehend what she meant until a few seconds later.

"NO! PLEASE TELL ME ITS NOT. ITS NOT. NO ITS NOT. NO. NO .NO.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!RENESMEE! MY RENESMEE. My Renesmee. My Renesmee."

A cold slate touched my shoulder. I recognized immediately. My Edward. I turned round and hugged him straight away. My fierce screams muffled by his muscular chest. He seemed to be sobbing himself. Though neither of us could cry.

"It's OK" He soothed "we've got each other. We'll find the monster that did this."

"Kill him" I sobbed, "Rip him up and burn the pieces. Who was it? The volturi? Who was it Edward??"

"It was Sam"

"Sam?"

Again it took seconds for my thoughts to be heard through my snuffles. Sam,a werewolf. Friend of Jacob who was also a werewolf. Why hadn't he stopped him? He was in love with Renesmee. A weird werewolf thing right? So why? Why?

"Why?" Mumbled.

"Because she had had been injected by another vampire. Another gave her enough venom to become a full vampire and she bit someone. On Sam's land." He replied.

"But Jacob. Why?"

"Jacob was seriously hurt in her defence. He stood up to about twenty werewolves. On his own. The vampire who did this is also hurting you. He is sucking out your power. Because of your hopelessness when Renesmee went missing he was able to open a whole. Be strong we can fix you. Then fix the scum that did this to our Renesmee." His voice cracked at these last few words.

I fainted.

I was obviously losing my vampire sense. Fix me Edward. Please.