Ronan's POV:
I laughed looking at all the flour all over the room. Renesmee and I were covered in head to toe on the floor. My sides her and I couldn't breath as I laughed. She grinned at me and kissed me. I wound my arms around her waist and pulled her on top of me, deepening the kiss tasting her sweetness. Her arms went around my neck mimicking me in her own cute innocent way. How could such an unexperienced kiss make me feel like I'm on fire?
She pulled away after a while, the both of us hot and breathing heavily.
"We need to clean up this mess and get the cookies into the oven." she said breathlessly.
"Can't we just stay down here and keep making out?"
She laughed, the musical sound wrapping around me, "You are such a guy!"
I chuckled and got up pulling her with me.
"You're so beautiful when you're indignant." I said caressing her cheek.
"I'm not being indignant. I'm simply saying that there is more to life than kissing."
"I know there's also some beautiful things that happen naked."
"RONAN!" she yelled exasperated slapping me playfully on the arm.
I laughed at the look on her face. Suddenly the happy playful look vanished and she looked at me with this serious, unreadable expression. I looked down at her in awe. She was so beautiful. I was seriously in danger of falling in love with this girl.
"Come on, let's clean up. I'll take you home then." I said turning away.
"Okay," Renesmee agreed starting to clean up.
Renesmee's POV:
Why did it always feel like there was a slight wall between Ronan and I? Why couldn't he just be honest with me and open up? I watched my family as they played and bantered. I wanted to feel like I belonged again, but I only felt that way with Ronan. Suddenly I was thrown into a vision having kept my wall down and I watched what Aunt Alice watched.
Bloodshed. The Volturi. Ronan with them...and so is Renesmee. Her eyes are cruel and shining. With them other half-breeds. They're attacking us.
Suddenly, the vision was gone. My father's gaze, mine, and Uncle Jasper's were all on Aunt Alice. My dad growled deep in his throat and he looked at me.
"If I see him here again I will kill him." he said through his teeth.
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" I screamed without thinking, "WE DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT VISION MEANT! WHY DO YOU IMMEDIATELY ASSUME IT HAS TO DO WITH RONAN!?"
"BECAUSE IT'S THE FIRST VISION ALICE HAS EVER HAD OF YOU STANDING WITH THE ENEMY!"
The doorbell went off and it was like the entire family were actually statues. No one moved, no one breathed. We just stood there. The bell rang again and Grandpa Carlisle unfroze. He walked toward the door and answered it. I shut my eyes as I saw who it was. Ronan.
"You asshole." My father started moving toward him with abnormal speed.
"Edward." Carlisle said. It was just his name, but the power that was in it made my father stop dead in his tracks.
Ronan's eyes opened in fear.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"My Aunt Alice had a vision of you and I with the Volturi." I replied looking at him.
"What?!" he said shocked, but not as shocked as I thought he would look.
My eyes narrowed in suspicious. I tried to read his mind, but he blocked me. What was he hiding from me?
"I don't want you anywhere near my daughter!" my father growled.
"Edward!" my mother jumped in.
"He's trash! He's a Volturi lover!"
"I AM NOT!" Ronan yelled his face turning red with anger.
"I KNEW THERE WAS A REASON WE SHOULDN'T TRUST HIM!" my father roared about to lunge again.
"UNCLE JASPER!" I screamed.
I knew Jasper was using his power when my dad calmed down too quickly. The calm feelings he was forcing on my father he also fed into the rest of the room so that everyone felt it pulsing it. I calmly walked over to Ronan and pushed him out the door. Uncle Emmett held onto my dad as I hurried him out. I rushed him to his car and pushed him in it and I ran over to the driver's side and took off.
"What the hell is going on!?" he roared at me, his eyes wide with something close to fear.
"My Aunt Alice had a vision of us with the Volturi killing my family."
"That's ridiculous!" he yelled, but there it was again; that double sounding voice...like he was hiding something.
"Ronan, tell me the truth," I whispered, "Are you hiding something?"
"Reni, why would you think that?" he said sounding hurt, but I couldn't believe that he was being honest. I sighed.
I turned into his house, "I'll see you at school tomorrow. But, just to warn you my dad's probably going to send Jake or one of my uncles, he might even come himself."
"So, I have to keep my distance." Ronan finished for me.
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
"Don't be. Bye, Reni." he kissed me. It was one of the softest, sweetest kisses he'd ever given me, but it didn't feel the same. It felt...wrong.
"Bye, Ro."
I got out of the car and walked across the street, letting myself into Grandpa Charlie's house. He looked at me as soon as I stepped in.
"Your mother called to tell me you were on your way." he said looking up from the television.
Billy looked up and smiled at me waving. I waved back.
"Hi, Grandpa, is there anything in the kitchen?" I said ignoring the part about mom calling.
"Yeah, but you'll have to cook something." he replied.
"Okay," I said with a smile.
I walked into the kitchen as I began to cook, the smell of shapeshifters filled my nostrils. I sighed deeply as Jacob, Paul, Nina, and Embry walked through the door. Jacob looked around wildly before his gaze landed on me and relief flooded his features.
"You're okay."
"Of course I'm okay." I answered rolling my eyes, "Ronan wasn't going to hurt me. And I left of my own freewill."
"Still, you didn't tell anyone anything and after Alice's..."
I turned to look at him and snapped, "It's none of your business. You're not my keeper."
"He was just worried, Nessie." Nina said drawing my attention.
I sighed and went over to hug Nina.
"I've missed you." I said hugging her.
"I've missed you, too." she replied hugging me tightly.
Nina and I had started to become good friends before she went off to college and it was great to see her again.
"I'll talk to you when I can." Nina said with a smile before turning back to the guys, "Let's go before Sam starts bitching."
She, Paul, and Embry headed out, but Jacob stood there staring at me. I stared back.
"Goodbye." he said finally. I didn't reply. I had nothing to say to Jacob Black.
Evan's POV:
I watch the girl the Volturi gave to Esmerelda. Her hunger was abnormally large, but I knew Emie would have her tamed soon enough. She stayed glued to Emie's side, like a frightened child stays glued to her mother.
"What's her name?" Flavio asked analyzing the child.
The girl buried her face into Esmerelda's side, which was difficult since Emie was so small. Emie ran her fingers through the girl's hair.
"I don't know. She won't tell me. I tried to read her thoughts, but I get nothing."
"Shouldn't you name her? So we just don't walk around calling her, 'The girl'."
Esmerelda nodded, "Right."
She looked at the girl again. She was beautiful, there was no denying that. And there was no denying that she was freshly turned, maybe a little under a year old. Her hair was black like a raven's wing and her eyes must have been a light color before her turn. Her skin was pale, even for a vampire. Esmerelda looked back at me and smiled.
"Sabes quién ella me recuerda?" (A/N: 'Do you know who she reminds me of' in Spanish) she asked looking back at me.
"No, ¿quién?" (A/N: 'No, who?' in Spanish) I replied.
"Blancanieves si ella fuera un vampiro." (A/N: Snow White if she was a vampire in Spanish) She announced.
"Snow White?" Ben asked in amusement.
"Yes," Esmerelda replied with a light laugh, "Me gusta ese nombre. I like that name. How about Snow de la Flora?"
The group smiled. I liked it, and so did my brothers and sisters. Most of us kept our own names, but we all had aliases with the 'de la Flora' name. It was my name from birth, just as it was Esmerelda's.
"What do you think, sweeting?" Esmerelda asked the trembling child, "Would you be okay with us calling you 'Snow'?"
The girl nodded and for the first time I saw her smile. It was a small shy smile, but a smile nonetheless. Now that the child was finally settling in another question plagued my sister and I. What did the Volturi want with her when they made her and why did they send her to us. What plot where they playing at?
