The rest of the day passed in a bit of a blur. Edward kept tabs on Vincent all day, and even though I knew he couldn't do much harm to us, it still made me shiver to think him anywhere near our house. If he had a file on stalking than he must be pretty good at it... Just the thought of him outside our house watching us, everything about us, freaked me out, and I had so many questions going through my head... What if he found out about Renesmee? What if he came so close one of us lost control?
By the end of the day it was I who was the one worrying. Edward told me not to be anxious but I just seemed to do the exact opposite. The tables had been topped around. Everyone but me was completely at ease.

The last lesson was History. Edward's main subject, he knew everything and anything and I pretty much remembered everything from Forks. Forks. It seemed like such a distant place. Even the word seemed remote. I sighed wistfully as I remembered how simple everything used to be.

When the last bell rang I couldn't wait to get out of there sooner. The humans were walking at an annoyingly slow pace, even though it was the end of school. If they thought I was a freak before well it was nothing to what they probably thought of me after. As soon as I reached the lot, I pulled Edward with me as I made my way eagerly to my car. I was pushing past everyone but when I caught Vincent's eye I couldn't help but stop and stare in the centre of the parking lot. As everyone bustled and moaned around me, I gave him a look that I hoped meant stay away. My maternal instincts were taking over and all I could think about was getting home to Renesmee. I wanted to hold her in my arms, smell her and keep her close, I didn't ever want to let go. She was my daughter and I wanted her in my arms at that moment. I knew she was safe with Jacob. He would never leave her side, but I just wanted to be with her.

As I pulled out of the parking lot, the rest of the school started eyeing up the Porsche again. I turned to Edward as his liquid eyes gazed at me and he sighed heavily.

"Problem?" I asked.

"Vincent... Well he seems a bit more interested in us than most of the others. I think we might have a visitor tonight."

I grumbled to myself as I thought what this could mean.

"But he can't find us can he? Our house is in the middle of nowehere!"

"Bella... Look behind, do you really think that's Emmett following us in that silver car?"

I checked my rearview mirror as I saw a silver car following us down the winding road leading to our house. I pressed my foot on the peddle as we sped further away from the car until it became just a tiny silver spot. I sighed in relief.

"Why are you so anxious?" Edward asked.

"Why aren't you? You were anxious earlier and I completely wasn't bothered but now I am! We don't sleep Edward, we don't eat like Vincent does, we hunt, and as far as everyone else knows, Renesmee is not my daughter! The moment something like this slips out, if people get suspicious rumours spread, and you know what happens when rumours spread! Remember that time a couple of decade ago when you told me you went to a school and one of the girl's came so close to your secret you all had to leave so suddenly that there was even that article in the paper saying you were missing? That can't happen Edward. It can't! This is meant to be a fresh start for us!" I told him. I wasn't going to cry, I couldn't, but my throat still felt thick and swollen and I could feel my eyes burning with all sorts of emotion.

"And you know what the Volturi told us don't you?" I continued, reminding him of our most recent encounter with the royalists from Italy. "They told us to keep a low profile! There are so many of us, that they told us people would get suspicious! And don't forg—"

"Bella..." Edward butted.

"No, listen! Don't forget what they said! They told us that if we could not manage they would do everything to make sure that we never got a chance at trying again. They're still paranoid about Renesmee and—"

"Bella!" Edward interrupted again, more eager this time, impatient even.

"What?!" I snapped.

"It seems like Vincent is quite fast himself." Edward informed me eyeing my mirror at the same times as me. And there he was. The silver car was back and tailing as again.

"What is his problem?" I growled.

"No wait. It's Emmett. Pull over." Edward said, confused as a quizzical expression plastered his glorious face. I pulled to the side of the twisting road. A couple of seconds later Edward's shiny, silver, Volvo was cruising along the side of us. I rolled down my window as Emmett leaned out to pass on a message.

"What's up?" I asked him curious.

"Vincent got a call, distracted him and he won't be visiting us tonight, thought I would let you know."

"That's all?" I asked, peeved that was the only thing he wanted to pass on. However slightly relieved that tonight would not be the night.

"Well no... Erm, well you see the thing is Renesmee is hurt."

"What?!" I shouted completely horrified. "What... How... When?!" I asked full of questions. "Where is she?!" I yelled as Edwards hand rested on my shoulder. But it wasn't to calm me. He was as worried as I.

"Carlisle is with her. She was attacked whilst hunting with Jacob."

"By who?!" I growled.

"Another vampire." Emmett replied, "Carlisle thinks that Renesmee was taken for a mortal, and somebody tried to feed on her."

My body stiffened as I absorbed the words. A new vampire. Here. Somebody who we had never met. Somebody we didn't know. Somebody who attacked my Daughter.

The whole Vincent thing seemed suddenly the least of my worries.