OK, I just got the most AMAZING review in the world! I've decided that this story is at its middle-ish, instead of at the end. If it's ok with you guys (my fab readers) I'll make this longer than I first expected. I might need to take a break for a while, because I've got so much going on, but I will try my absolute hardest!

I'M GOING TO SEE TWILIGHT ON FRIDAY 19TH!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Emmett

For the first time in a lifetime, I looked at Rosalie. Not just her cleavage, but the whole Rosalie, as she was now; the crazed look in her eyes, the way her mouth turned down in a snarl whenever a particular thought crossed her mind. She looked...evil. By God, I loved that woman, but this was just too much to take. She sat on the sofa, while I stood at the opposite corner of the room, my back to her, my neck craning to look at her.

"Rose...why couldn't you tell me?" I asked, trying to mask the hurt in my voice. I failed. Her face was a mask.

"Because you would have stopped me from having her. You would have talked me out of it. You would have put her in a box and buried her so deeply even the worms would take their time getting to her. I wasn't about to let that happen." The voice that spoke didn't come from my Rosalie. It came from a deranged woman who didn't care who she stepped on. I banged my fist into the bookcase, sending books and photograph frames flying.

"But how could you? That was sick, and twisted. How could you do that to me? To your family! Think about what Edward is going through. Can't you think, just for once in your vain, stupid existence?" I shouted, so loudly that I didn't doubt the trees shook. Rosalie curled up tightly into a ball, wrapping her arms around her head to protect herself from my words. But they just kept flying out like bullets. Each one hit her with harder impact than the other. "Every single thought in that head of yours is all about Rosalie frigging Hale. The whole world doesn't revolve around you y'know. No one cares about you anymore, not after this. You literally flaunted your hold on your own brothers' dead child! You sick evil..." I couldn't finish. I was so disgusted with my wife I had to leave.

As I slammed the door shut behind me, I leaned up against the hall wall and rubbed my hands over my face. Crap crap crap! I pulled my hands away to see Jasper standing beside me, his position mimicking mine. I made a weak effort to smile.

"Well Jazz, bit of a mess we're in isn't it?" Jasper didn't move. He just shut his eyes.

"Alice is dying. She blames everything on herself. She keeps whispering Bella's name, and about all the times she should have changed her, there and then. It's killing me to see her so guilty." He turned to look at me. "What are we going to do Em?" he whispered. I just shook my head. How could I possibly answer that?

Carlisle

I leaned my forehead against the window, my eyes shut. I barely felt Alice's hand on my shoulder. I was too deep in thought. Alice ran her arm down to curl her fingers around my wrist, shaking gently.

"Carlisle? Please...what can we do?" My eyes snapped open to look out at our garden. Bella lay strewn across Edwards lap, and he was bent over into her hair, equally comforting each other. Even through all the time, they had never looked closer than they did now. I turned to look at Alice, her eyes wide. It took most of my energy to smile.

"All we have to do is wait. Time can heal all wounds, eventually." I said, putting a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes clouded over.

"Not these ones..." she whispered. "I have to find Esme. She's no in a good way."

Bella

The air was getting to thick. I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, and it hurt. Edward had stopped breathing, and that worried me. As if he was reading my mind he started to kiss the back of my neck. I held my breath as he worked his lips up to my ear. Using one hand, he turned my face so that he could kiss my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. With a sigh, I let him take me. Images flashed into my head, our meadow, Romeo and Juliet, Renesmee...

Edward

I was so confused. One minute she was pulling me closer, the next she was pushing me away with all her power. Weak with emotion, I rolled away with the force of her push. I looked up at her. She was wild! Her hair was tangled as she ran her hands through it, her eyes wide and pained.

"No Edward!" she sobbed, though her eyes ran dry. "You can't just kiss me and make this all go away! Not after this." She had to turn away from me. "When you left me...ugh! Just to think about it makes me hurt! It was like a hole had been ripped open in me, and it took every ounce of my being to suppress the pain. Even thinking your name...I had to hold myself to stop me from falling apart. I mean, I jumped off a cliff because it was the only time it didn't hurt to hear your voice!" she fell to the ground. "You were supposed to be the one who made my life complete, and who wouldn't hurt me, or lie to me. I guess I was wrong. Twice." I rolled over and pressed my face into the grass so she couldn't see my expression. We stayed in silence for a long time. I spoke first.

"I loved Renesmee. I would have given her the world on a plate if I could have. But it was either her or you. I had to choose. The child I love or the one person who I couldn't exist without. I was selfish." It was true. I felt disgusted with myself. How did I ever think that we would get away with this?

"I know." She whispered. "I know that you love me. And...and I know that I can't exist in a world where you don't. I would rather die than stay away from you, I love you so much." I looked up to her turn towards me. "But that is what I have to do." Then she ran. And boy did she run! In an instant, she had disappeared into the woods, about five miles away from me. I didn't follow her, it would only make her stay away longer. I didn't even feel Jaspers hands leading me gently inside.

Its mean, I know, but this is all the stuff I was screaming at Bella to say at the end of New Moon. That was a very emotional book for me! I felt Edward almost deserved to know what she was going through. By the end of Eclipse I had totally changed my mind, and in Breaking Dawn I forgot about New Moon almost completely! LOL. Don't worry, they will probably make up, I mean, it's EDWARD and BELLA! They can't not make up! Right.........................?