January 1, 2009~

It has been quite a while since my dream continued with Kerry, Talia, and Bella. Tonight, Bella and I discussed who Renesmee really is. I do not know where we are, in a dimly lit restaurant, with a bar counter and plasma screen televisions displaying the sports games, but not in a state, or city, or county. I still am a little jumpy, with being attacked by vampires and discovering my actual "parents" in the past few nights, but I am adjusting.

We must've been walking for quite a while, maybe now somewhere on the west coast, because my last dream was on December seventeenth, almost a month ago. Nothing has happened, but I can feel myself transforming into Renesmee. I've made time to finish the Twilight series, or become close to it, being on the last book Breaking Dawn. It is the one that "I" was born in. I feel a little sheepish, considering everyone except for Bella and Rosalie wanted me dead, but that was only then.

The quiet hum of the restaurant's customers fills the room. Bella's voice is still audible though. Kerry helps Talia color one of the children's menus, and flashbacks in my mind begin: seeing Jacob Black for the first time, telling Bella about my day, playing the piano with Edward, but mostly facing the Volturi. I shudder at the thought.

"The Volturri are very frightening," I say to Bella, while toying with my drink's straw. "My memories of them pertain to fear and horror of being killed…they wanted to kill me."

Bella nods. "They did, because they didn't know how to handle a half-human half-vampire child. But your power is special, Nessie; you can demonstrate feelings and thoughts and images to others by simply touching them."

I gulp. "That's…weird."

Bella laughs. "It really can come in handy. Especially with the Volturri."

"Yeah, yeah. When are we returning home?"

She sighs. "Not for a long time. Kerry and Talia will have to be with us for awhile."

"I don't mind!" Talia suddenly butts in.

"Me neither," Kerry says grinning. Then they go back to coloring.

"So," I begin, "why did I leave you in the first place?"
"Shortly after your eighth month, you developed some sort of disease where you would be oddly immune to vampires. Your powers were gone, and you became afraid to come near us. You would only trust Carlisle, because he was the doctor of course, but would scream and cry when any of us tried to go by you. It was crazy. Edward and I were heart broken, wondering where we went wrong; you always loved and adored us! Then, your memory began to fade, and you didn't even know who we were. You called us strangers and kidnappers and hollered even louder when we tried to handle you. You even began to frighten yourself over Carlisle. So, reluctantly, we brought you to a hospital on the east coast, Hackensack, I believe, where you were diagnosed with "mythaphobia", which was the fear of fantasy creatures, because you were constantly repeating 'the vampires are gonna eat me, they're gonna kill me!' Well, you were brought to an orphanage in New York State, where you were adopted and renamed Charlotte, and I guess I can see why." She laughed. "Your memory was strangely transferred to Stephenie Meyer's head, where she got the idea of us…but it was our actual past. And she wrote about us, and as you read, we followed. You were never alone, because one of us was always watching you. And not just Edward or me, but the rest of the family included. One day, Edward found you and Kerry alone on an empty road, and followed you…and so it all began."

I sigh, thinking of all the questions still running through my head. "What about the movie?"

"We thought that your disease had cured, so we decided to audition for it, all of us, hoping that your memory would return when you saw us. Unfortunately it didn't, so we chose to go after you."

I smile. "The name Kristen Stewart fits you well, Mom."

She grins and chuckles. "Charlotte doesn't fit you that bad, either."

"I like Kerry for me," Kerry declares, and we all laugh this time, even Talia.

Bella puts a cold hand on my shoulder. "You are a very strong girl, Nessie, and you have the power to do anything because you are this strong. Never doubt yourself." And then she hugs me tightly, because I really was her daughter.

Then, I woke up.