"What the hell did you do?" I growled. I don't care who caused this; I was just so damn pissed off. I knew it was a bad idea to tell Bella. I knew something like this would happen. This was all my fault. I held Bella in my arms and raced her back to the house. The others followed behind me.

I brought her to Rosalie and Emmett's room and placed her on their bed. Her body just laid limp and nothing seemed to snap her out of her trance. No matter what we said, no matter what we did. Bella wouldn't budge. She was catatonic.

If a vampire had received a great enough shock then they could become immobile; and Bella has had enough shocks to last a lifetime. This didn't surprise me.

"Jasper do you think you could manipulate her emotions? Maybe that would pull her out of her daze." Emmett stated in the silent room.

"I can't. There seems to be some sort of barrier blocking me. Sometimes it's there and other times it is not." I said.

"Wait so does she have a gift?" Emmett curiously asked. I contemplated his answer but before I could speak, Carlisle took the stand.

"I would say yes. We could always call in Eleazer to check for us but for what I have seen, it looks like she is a mental shield. I don't believe she is aware of when she is turning it on and off." Carlisle said.

I was soaking up all the information like a sponge. Apparently being a mental shield meant that Bella was able to defend herself against other vampires abilities if they were specialized on attacking within the brain and psyche. That's why I had a hard time controlling her emotions and Edward couldn't read her mind. He had confided in me once before but we didn't know what to make of it.

I could only imagine the amount of power Bella could have if she really learned to control her gift. If it actually prevented Edward than imagine what we could accomplish against Jane or Aro.

"What should we do about her right now? Should we let her stay like this or should we try to wake her up?" Rosalie asked. Her concern for her newfound friend worried her dearly.

"I think we should just leave her be for now. She will come out of the memory when she is ready. Rosalie, you should stay and talk to Bella. She may not be in the present right now but it's still comforting to know that she is not alone." Carlisle stated.

Rosalie agreed with Carlisle and took Bella's hand and laid down on the bed beside her. The rest of us exited the room silently.

I went down stairs with Carlisle as Alice, Esme, and Emmett parted their separate ways.

Rose:

Bella was so still and quiet. This was a big change. She always had something to say or do on her mind but now it was different. The void inside of her that had been filled by Edward had now opened back up. Edward was the earth and Bella was the sun; everything revolved around her. That is how close their relationship is. If he moves she moves.

I couldn't imagine the ordeal Bella must be going through right now. Even after my experience, Bella was so much braver than I was. She endured the abuse day after day for years and still made it out alive. She wasn't as broken as we thought she was. Eventually we all hoped that she would could have the happy life, she deserved.

I figured Bella must be feeling lonely right now so why not read her a story. It has calmed her down in the past and it may be nice for her to hear another voice.

"Ok Bella, so I know Alice in Wonderland is your favorite but I think I want to try something else. How does that sound? How about I tell you the story of, Sleeping Beauty. I'm think you will like this one." I whispered into the silent room.

Bella didn't answer. I didn't expect one. I just hoped she would be pulled away from her mind.

"Long ago there lived a King and Queen who said every day, 'If only we had a child!' But for a long time they had none.

One day, as the Queen was bathing in a spring and dreaming of a child, a frog crept out of the water and said to her, 'Your wish shall be fulfilled. Before a year has passed you shall bring a daughter into the world.'

And since frogs are such magical creatures, it was no surprise that before a year had passed the Queen had a baby girl. The child was so beautiful and sweet that the King could not contain himself for joy. He prepared a great feast and invited all his friends, family and neighbours. He invited the fairies, too, in order that they might be kind and good to the child..." My voice just seemed to float through the air and I lost track of the time. I don't know why but I was always so drawn to this story. I don't know what about it.

"At last he reached the tower and opened the door into the little room where the Princess was asleep. There she lay, looking so beautiful that he could not take his eyes off her. He bent down and gave her a kiss. As he touched her, Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes and smiled up at him.

Throughout the castle, everyone and everything woke up and looked at each other with astonished eyes. Within the month, the Prince and Sleeping Beauty were married and lived happily all their lives." I finish the story with a sigh and look down to see Bella staring up at me. Wide awake. She quickly scurries down to the floor and lets out a deep sigh of relief. I join her on the floor; obviously quite relieved that she is alright. At least for now.

"Bella sweetie I am so sorry about before. We don't have to talk about it again right now if you don't want to. Ok?" I ask.

"No." Bella states.

I stare at her confused. What is she talking about?

"Master Jacob and me? Friends. But no more friends. Master Jacob, mean and bad." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Was she saying that her and Jacob had been friends?

"You and Jacob used to be friends but then he hurt you?" I ask.

"And pack. Pack is mean and smelly." What does she mean by pack? I remember when Carlisle was talking about a wet dog smell. Was she talking about shape shifters?

"Bella was the pack werewolves? Could they become big animals?" I ask in a shocked voice. Bella realizes what I am saying and nods her head excitedly.

I can't believe what I am hearing. The only shape shifter pack left in this world was the Quileute tribe. They had been around for centuries and had always had a strong vendetta against vampires. It didn't surprise me that they would do something like this. I should have seen it sooner.

"Bella what happened to your family? Do you know?" I ask.

Bella's eyes immediately go dark and there is a sadness that washes over her face.

"Gone." Is all she says. What does she mean by gone?

"What do you mean sweetie?" I ask quietly.

"Vampires. Dead." She grumbles.

I think I have a pretty clear idea now of what she is trying to tell me. I just don't want to believe it.

"Did vampires kill your family? Is that how you became one?" I say. My voice rises in distress.

Her body is shaking against mine as she struggles to keep in the tears. At this moment I don't need any confirmation. I know vampires killed her family. The more I think about it, the more the pieces are starting to be put together.

"I want to get this straight. A long time ago, you were friends with the pack and especially Jacob. But one day your family is attacked vampires and you are turned into one. The pack can not ignore your new way of life and takes matters into their own hands." I am rambling on and on to myself but everything is starting to make sense now. I can not waste anytime.

"Bella, you have helped so much. Because of you, Edward is going to be saved." I say.

She looks up at me at his name. Her eyes are like a ocean, overfilling with water. I have forced her to relieve so many traumatic memories that I am surprised se has given up yet.

With all this newfound information, I go to take out my phone to call Jasper. Carlisle and him had gone out on a run. The emotions in this household had been affecting him greatly. Finally after what seemed like the longest wait, he answers.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Jaz, it's me. You and Carlisle need to get back to the house right away. I think I know how to find Edward." I say in a hurry.

Without even questioning it he says, "We will be home in an hour."

And so now all we an do right now is wait for their return.

Bella lays her head on my shoulder and closes her eyes. I look at her for a moment before thinking, "Maybe Bella is our seeping beauty and Edward is our prince."