Rosalie placed Julianna on the back seat of the car and began to dress her. She was tiny, the clothes that Rosalie had bought along were huge in comparison. She eased her inside of them with not much difficulty. Renesmee never had any health problems in all our her life. Rosalie sent up a silent prayer that her daughter would be the same, because of Julianna's premature size. She needed to be looked over by Carlisle, yet they were hours away. She would step on it the whole way home, just like she had to get there.

It had taken less than half the time it would take any regular human who followed the law of the road and couldn't afford the expensive speed modifications Emmett had fitted last year. This car was his baby, and it had served her well to deliever his other baby to him in good time. She checked her watch, they'd been 10 hours. With any luck, the hunt had been long and they had probably been home for a couple of hours max. With the way Emmett had been behaving about Melody, she seriously doubted it. Nevermind, she had her excuses lined up at her disposal. She was ready for war.

Julianna, so beautiful, so delicate. Yet, it also seemed like some of her bruises had subsided slightly and she had filled out slightly. The hair that was slick to her head at birth had now started to curl slightly away from her scalp, revealing it to be blonde. Rosalie smiled at that. She was just how she imagined her baby girl to be. She looked at her eyes, they were a deep navy blue. Most babies were born with dark eyes so she felt no suprise there, yet Jude's, they had been freakishly bright. Like a UV lamp. She no longer felt the dread that came with holding him. She wondered whether it was the child himself or the fact that now she had Julianna the world had come alive in the most magical way. Nothing could harm them and she floated on a cloud.

Rosalie entered the house and took an unnecessary yet habitual deep breath. Alice knowing what the future held for most of them awaited at the door.

"Rosalie...what have you done?" She whispered, noting the tiny baby writhing in the contented vampire's arms.

"Done? I have done nothing. Where is everybody else?" She feigned a hurt expression and fixed it to her face. "Is Edward and Bella home yet?" Her only hurdle was that as soon as he read her mind Edward would know the truth. She wanted to get to him first, before he outed her to the rest of the family.

"No, they are still at Isle Esme, but he's feeling much, much better now. They will come home tomorrow" They hadn't told her this but Alice knew. She had been very concerned for her ailing brother that she had focused much of her strength in watching them.

"Okay, lets go to the front room"

Within seconds Rosalie, still holding Julianna stood before the Cullen's and a very agitated Emmett and recited her well thought out lies.

"...And so, she began to drag herself out through the house and into the woods. I pleaded with her to come back but she said she was dying. She wanted to be with nature. I carried her to Bella and Edwards meadow. It was for the best. She laboured for hours and refused a c-section. She had her naturally, and begged me not to change her. I woud never change someone who didnt want it, you know that"

"I couldn't see any of this. None of your choices..." Alice whimpered with an air of frustration.

"That's probably because you can't read Julianna's nor Melody's mind and I was so close to her when it was all happening, I would be shocked if you could have seen it"

Alice seemed to be placated. Melody was dead and it was indeed tragic but she had given the most precious gift. The Cullen's began to feel the same euphoria that Rosalie had been experiencing since the child had been born. Emmett came forward. He looked at his angelic wife and smiled serenely at her. Relief flooded through Rosalie. They believed her, how she wished everything she had said was true. Slight better resentment at Melody's inistance to resume her position as Emmett's wife was trying to fight its way through her good mood, it was failing. Nothing to spoil this for her.

Emmett leaned forward and moved the part of the blanket that was obstructing the view of her beautiful face. The golden amber of his eyes, fresh from the hunt glowed even brighter. Shameless tears rolled down the ruggedly handsome masculine man's face. Everything in that moment seemed heightened and he turned to his family.

"She's beautiful. So perfect" He turned again to face his wife. "You named her Julianna...beautiful, like her. Can I hold her?"

"Of course you can, she's yours isn't she?"

"Ours" He corrected.

Even for somebody without a soul, Rosalie and Emmett knew that this was as close to heaven they would ever see or feel. Within moments the rest of the family gathered around the happy couple to offer their various forms of congratulations. Each one commenting on how stunningly beautiful the child was. Esme began to cry with happiness when Emmett passed Julianna to her. The little girl was a perfect blend of her parents. Rosalie knew that had she have met Emmett as a human, this little girl would still look this way, and probably even have the addictive power to make everything seem so much better than it was.

A power? Rosalie's mind began to race. Was this Julianna's gift? The ability to make everyone so happy and make everything seem so peaceful and serene. No, she admonished. It couldn't be, this was how she would have felt any time she had given birth or come into contact with a baby. She didn't feel this way with Renesmee though, but of course that could easily be explained because she was her Mother. Rosalie looked over to Jasper, he almost looked stoned. Even he who was able to manipulate moods was struggling to fight this feeling, and he so rarely gave away his emotions.

The boy? He didn't seem gifted at all. Although just as visually appealing as his twin sister, Rosalie had found him to be one of the ugliest creatures alive. He had made her feel so small and insignificant. Like her voice was not being heard while many others spoke above her. Power? Could that have been his power. To reduce someone to a mere shell of what they are. To disable somebody very inner spirit, extinguish any flame or passion for life til it was nothing. It would explain why she found him so unbearable to be near. Why Melody had slumped into such severe depression and why upon hearing his thoughts, Edward became the same way.

It was obvious the boy was more powerful than Julianna, he was much bigger and the sense of doom that hung from his every pore was certainly far greater an emotion than the joy she felt at Julianna's hands. Her power could never overcome his while they shared a womb. Rosalie's mouth hung open when she realized the bruises that adorned Julianna's body were caused by the boy. He must have kicked her and beaten her inside their Mother's belly.

Evil. She felt no remorse now for what she had done. Of course, Rosalie could only speculate but it was all beginning to make sense now. If it were indeed true, she wished she had not spared the child. She hoped that his Mother did not survive the transformation and he remained trapped inside the tomb, until he died of starvation.

Almost as if she were the family member that could read minds and knew what Rosalie was thinking that very second, Esme spoke.

"I'd like to give Melody a funeral, if thats okay with everyone" Esme said with kindness in her voice. Rosalie panicked.

"I erm, got rid of the body" The whole room turned towards her in disbelief. "She asked me to put her in the sea after. Like her Father" She hastily added to her story. It was partially true. Her Father had been in the Navy but was still alive. Before things had turned ugly where Melody had been concerned she had told Rosalie all about her Father, whom she seemed to idolise but couldnt bring herself to speak to anymore. This all seemed to be accepted by the Cullens. "Besides, It's probably better that way. We wouldn't want Charlie or any of 'your lot'" she indicated towards Jacob "Finding her and implicating us. They wouldn't understand"

"Well, okay, we could always just have a memorial service for her. She has given us this amazing child, we should honour her memory, it's the right thing to do"

"Indeed it is, Darling. What a wonderful idea" Carlisle, smiling, a proud grandfather. "We'll do it tomorrow when Bella and Edward return"

"I'll carve a some stone with her name, if you like" Jasper interjected. He still looked rather dopey. If this truly was Julianna's gift, it was certainly amazing.

"That's a thoughtful idea, Jasper. What was her surname?" Emmett looked confused, like he knew it before and had forgotten. Suprisingly enough Melody's death was affecting him very little.

"It was Hart" Rosalie lied. She had known for a fact that her surname was actually Ocean. Ironic for a Navy family, but it seemed more fitting that she be remembered by the name of the place she had died, and would perhaps be resurrected. "Her name was Melody Hart" She paused for a second and turned to Carlisle. "She'll need looking over before we have any services please"

"Of course, lets go up to the surgery"

Rosalie took Julianna from Esme and followed Carlisle up the stairs. A wicked smile that was not brought on by Julianna's gift played across her lips. Rosalie had been a spoilt human, always getting away with everything. She was pleased that even all these years as a vampire, things had not changed to drastically.