Chapter 14

"Renesmee, where's Albus?" Alice demanded, her faultless face twisted into rage and agony.

Renesmee couldn't answer; the words were choked in her throat.

"Where is he?" Alice hissed.

"Upstairs, in-in Carlisle's study," she answered shakily.

Alice glared at her.

"And what does he-"

Alice was suddenly on the other side of the room, and Renesmee's mother stood face to her furious expression.

"You say one word about that, Alice, one word, and I will rip your head off, no matter how good a friend you are."

Renesmee was shocked by the venom in her mother's dangerous tone. She had never heard Bella talk to anyone – let alone Alice – like that.

Then Bella turned to Renesmee, one hand still restraining Alice.

"And don't think that you're getting off light Renesmee Carlie Cullen. What the hell happened today? You didn't tell me where you'd gone, what you were doing; and now you come back several hours later, with Albus in some kind of coma, (Albus isn't actually in 'some kind of coma', Bella just has no medical knowledge. Also, I will not tell you what is happening to Albus until the time is just right...) screaming for Carlisle. What is going on?"

Renesmee was silent for a second, calculating. Then, she walked away from the room, towards the back door, gesturing to her mother to follow. Bella looked pointedly at Alice, and stalked after Renesmee. Renesmee walked out to the small cottage she had known since she was three days old.

Pushing open the front door, Renesmee wasn't surprised to see her father, Edward sitting in a chair, reading. She gave one motion to him, and sat down at the small table in the room. Edward stood, placing the book back into the bookcase and slid into the chair opposite her. Bella entered less than a quarter of a second after Renesmee and sat fluidly beside her husband.

"Right," she said. "Talk."

Renesmee pursed her lips, and slowly, surely began to tell her parents almost everything that had happened that afternoon; the parts she saved from their knowledge to be locked in her mind for the rest of her existence, if she could help it.

When she finished, Bella's mouth was downturned in horror, her eyes conveying fear and shock. Edward appeared to be focusing very hard on something. Renesmee realised that he had noticed her being careful with her thoughts, and Renesmee could tell (don't ask me, I really don't have a theory as to how) that he was now searching her mind for information. She instantly focused on her mother's face, trying to read the expression on her face.

Bella licked her lips, and opened her mouth, only to close it again.

Finally, she said, "Well...now I understand, I-I don't know what to say..."

Edward scowled at Renesmee, giving up sifting through her memories.

"That's everything. And...I'm sorry," Renesmee whispered, a tear glistening on her cheek.