I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA.

Last time on My Name is Max:

"Max?" Esme asks as if she can't believe that it's really me.

"Hey," I say in a teasing tone, "long time no see."


Max's P.O.V.

After a few seconds of silence and staring, Carlisle finally speaks. "Max, how did you know where we are?" he asks. No "Hey Max" no "Nice to see you Max", just "Max, how did you know where we are?" Like seriously, I've come all the way from Alaska, the least they can do is say "hello". But whatever. I take the piece of paper that Alice gave me out of my pocket and hold it out to Carlisle. Along with the address, Alice had also written a not addressed to Carlisle. I hadn't read it due to not wanting to be nosy. In an eighth of a second, Carlisle is by my side, taking the piece of paper out of my hand and reading it out loud.

"I sent Max because she'll be able to protect you guys from Jane and Alec; and because she'll be able to protect Renesmee if anything goes wrong," he reads. I frown.

"Who's Renesmee?" I ask. Edward ignores my question completely.

"Did they say where they were going?" he asks. I shake my head.

"No, she just handed me the letter saying that you guys needed help; though she didn't say with what," I tell him.

"Are you sure?" asks the brunette.

"Her exact words were, "Carlisle needs your help, go to this address and he'll be there."" It's quiet for a moment while they let this sink in; then a girl about my height, with a skin tone that matches Carmen's, black curly hair, and orange-ish red eyes—she's also a newborn, which makes me curious as to what Carlisle has been up to—steps up.

"How can you help?" she asks me. I look at her for a second. How can anybody expect me to know how I can help if I don't even know what's going on?

"Well I'll tell you as soon as I know what's going on," I inform her. Then Carlisle intercedes.

"Everyone let me introduce you to our old friend," he says at normal volume, though I know that everyone will be able to hear him. "This is Maxine Logan, but you can call her Max. My family and I met her in 1941, back when she was only four months old to this life. She, like my family and the Denali coven, is a vegetarian vampire." He turns to me. "Max this is Edward's wife Bella. She was turned a few months ago." I raise an eyebrow in surprise. The last time I had seen Edward he was all about the single life, saying that he was complete. But I had told him that one day he was going to meet a girl and his view on life would change. He didn't listen, but look at who's right.

"Edward finally found a mate? I never thought I'd live to see the day," I say.

"You and me both," Emmett says coming out of the mansion. I met Emmett along with the rest of the Cullen's back in 1941 and we instantly became friends. Though he's big in size, he's nothing but a big softie. Emmett smiles as he jogs over to me, and lifts me up into a bear hug. He sets me down on the ground a second later. "I've been craving someone who has a sense of humor like mine." I laugh, I've missed this guy.

"Hey Emmett, I've got a new joke for you."

"Bring it on!" I smirk at his enthusiasm.

"Why was the blonde staring at the carton of orange juice?" Emmett smiles wide.

"Why?" he asks.

"Because it said "concentrate"." Emmett cracks up laughing.

"Why are you making blonde jokes? You ARE a blonde?" Rosalie asks. I snort.

"Because I think it's funny how the rest of the world thinks that blondes are so dumb," I reply. I walk over to Bella and hold out my hand, an offering. An eighth of a second later she puts her hand in mine. "It's nice to meet you Bella."

"You too," she says. I then turn to face Carlisle.

"So what's wrong, Carlisle? Why do you need my help?" I ask. He hesitates for a moment, then sighs.

"Jacob you can bring Renesmee out now," he says. Again with this Renesmee person. Like seriously, I can't help if nobody tells me what's going on. A second later a very tall Native American man comes out of the house. He's holding the hand of a very beautiful little girl with reddish-brown hair and brown eyes. She walks with maturity as she looks up at me. She resembles an immortal child, though her scent, heartbeat and eye color say otherwise. I wonder what she is. Everybody is staring at me, anticipating what I'm going to do.

I slowly walk towards her and kneel down in front of her. "Hello," she says with maturity. I smile at her, she has that kind of pull to her, like most little kids do. Then, she put her hand on my cheek. I gasp in surprise as a series of images flood through my mind. By the time she's done, I know what she is. A hybrid, half-human, half-vampire. Conceived, carried and born while Bella was still human. I shake my head as I stand up and turn towards everybody.

"What was that? And how is all of this possible?" I ask them.

"Nessie has showed you her story. That's her gift," Carlisle informs me. "And as for how this is all possible: well… none of us know how. It was a huge surprise to us when Bella came home from her and Edward's honeymoon pregnant. Though I do have a few theories."

"Which are…?"

"Well, one is that because Bella was human when she conceived Nessie. You see, human women's bodies are designed to change in order to carry a growing fetus; while vampire women's bodies can't change. As for men, well their bodies never had to change in the first place, so it wouldn't matter if they are human or vampire when they conceive a child. And we vampires still have spit, don't we? Though it has venom in it. Wouldn't it be the same with sperm?"

"I wouldn't know," I tell him. Emmett laughs loudly and I roll my eyes. "Well what do you guys need help with?"

"Jake and I were out hunting with Renesmee when I spotted Irina watching us. We weren't expecting her, and she was just staring at us from a few miles away. She thought that Renesmee is an immortal child," Bella says. I scoff.

"That's ridiculous! She's the farthest thing from an immortal child!" Tanya shrugs.

"That doesn't matter now. Irina went and told the Volturi, and now they are all coming for us," she says.

"Everyone?"

"Yes everyone, even the wives." I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"So when are they coming?" I say, opening my eyes.

"Alice told us that they will be coming when the snow sticks to the ground. And, looking at the weather forecast, it seems they will be coming the day after Christmas," Carlisle says. It's quiet for a moment as everyone lets that information sink in.

"So what did Alice mean when she said that Max can help us?" as a really tall woman who looks like she belongs in a rainforest.

"Well, Max has a very unique gift. She has the power to enhance, weaken, or mute any vampire gift. She can make Jane's gift feel life a small pinch, and she can make Alec's gift feel like you're only tasting Novocain," Eleazar says. "Both her and Persy will be vital in winning this battle… if it comes to that." I nod.

"He's right, I've had to use it a couple of times when dealing with other vampires who wanted to harm me with their gifts," I say. Then I think of something. "What if the Volturi don't stop and listen?"

"Then we fight," says Jacob. I run my fingers through my hair.

"Well someone's going to have to teach me, because I don't know how," I inform them.

"We'll get right on it, Maxie," he says. I smile. Then the wind blows slightly, and I smell a disgusting scent and I wrinkle my nose.

"What smells like wet dog?" I ask. Everyone laughs and some people look at Jacob.

"Jacob is a werewolf," Edward tells me with a small smile on his face. Werewolves exist? Well… I shouldn't be surprised. If vampires exist why wouldn't werewolves? "And he was the one who chased you when you when you were on your way here. Don't hold it against him, he was just doing his job and we weren't expecting you." I look at Jacob, narrow my eyes and fold my arms across my chest.

"What?!" he exclaims like a little kid who was caught with their hand in the cookie jar. I just shake my head and start walking towards the mansion.


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~Gina