I sat still, thinking, though keeping my mind disciplined. Aro had called. He wanted us back. Only for our services, of course. He didn't really miss us like he said he did. I now had done more than consider not going back. I got nothing out of going back to Italy. And what was going on with Renesmee. The way she talked... it sounded like whatever Alice had seen, was going to effect me just as much as her. That question still hovered in my mind. What was going to happen? Or what was happening now? I would know today. Though the days always seemed longer. Half of the day I wouldn't shut my eyes and fall into a dream like most of the world. I stayed awake, not only for a lifetime, but forever.
Jacob entered the room and plopped down on the couch. He looked for a moment at me with a sour expression. He still was suspicious about Renesmee wanting to talk with me. It wasn't only him, however. Every single one of the Cullens had been curious about it, especially Bella and Edward. They had been giving me the evil eye all night, stopping only to hunt once. Once they got the idea I wasn't planning to tell them more than they would learn when Renesmee got back, they retreated to the upstairs of the big house, as did the blonde and then Jasper. Emmett had taught Felix to play chess, and were now playing an epic game consisting of four boards and twice as many pieces. Jane was hunting with Demetri. She didn't like the idea much, but she had promised Carlisle to only hunt animals. Her eyes were now a light orange color, rather than the usual deep red. Esme was in her office. She used her free time for architecture. She loved to draw up plans for a beautiful house or whatever.
Jacob flipped on the big TV and flipped through channels. I didn't pay attention to it. Just then, Edward appeared on the stair, a hopeful look on his face.
"She's back," he said. Bella was right behind him. The TV was shut off immediately and Edward and Bella stood at the bottom of the stairs. In a flash, Renesmee stopped at the door. Her face was distorted with something between sadness and panic. She looked around a moment and the moment she saw me she ran to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and began sobbing onto my shoulder. I held her tightly as she continued crying. Edward's expression turned from happiness, to questioning, to anger. The nosy was sifting through minds, now.
"He–!" he practically yelled.
"He didn't do anything!" Alice piped up, who came in just behind Renesmee. "Look through the whole story, Edward! If that doesn't make it clear, look at them now! They love each other!"
I was thoroughly confused. Edward was accusing me of something I had no idea I had done. I wasn't alone. Everyone but Carlisle, who had followed Alice in, and Alice herself was looking perplex-idly at the argument..
"Edward?" Bella asked, worried now. "Edward! What did he do?"
"He– Ness– They–" He didn't seem to be able to spit it out.
"He didn't do anything!" Renesmee had turned around towards her family. "It's not his fault!" she fumed at them, sobs cracking her voice. She fell back against my chest and I wrapped my arms around her again to calm her as she cried into my chest.
"Personally," Alice said in an irritated voice. "I don't think it's very fair to accuse Alec of doing anything before he knows whatever the hell we are talking about."
"I don't think it's fair to accuse anyone of anything until her mother knows whatever the hell we're talking about!" Bella barked. This probably wasn't the first time she was kept in the dark about anything this long.
"She's... she's..."
"What is she?" I snapped, angered and annoyed now by all the stuttering and stammering.
The rest of the counter-argument to her words were drowned out as a warm hand touched my face when I felt like I was sucked into a different world. I saw me and Renesmee, kissing for the first time. Then the scene changed to a piece of paper Renesmee unfolded that had words along the lines of "Ultrasound test results". The room dissolved and Renesmee was leaning over the toilet, sick. I could only just see the sunrise through the door as Alice ran in to help. The scene flashed to one more place. In a room in a hospital, with lots of machines and IVs. Renesmee was laying on a bed and Carlisle was running a gray instrument along her trembling stomach. Alice, her, and Carlisle were all looking up at a screen. A screen where it showed a little curled up fetus.
I gasped back from Renesmee's memories as she took her hand away from my cheek. I turned her toward me and held her face in my hands.
"Y–you're..." I stammered. She nodded, tearfully. She gave a small watery smile. My jaw fell open. My arms fell limp to my sides in shock. Was that possible? It must be. It was happening.
Renesmee wrapped her arms around my waist and her face buried into my shirt again. I blinked. My mind was blank. The idea was... unheard of. Me? A father?
"It isn't unheard of," Edward snapped at me. Okay. My mind was almost blank. "I became a father at more than 100 years old and becoming a grandfather three years later!"
"What?" Bella yelled, flaring up at once.
"Grandfather?" Rosalie had just appeared at the top of the stairs, gaping.
"UNCLES!" Felix and Emmett roared in unison, high-fiving each other.
"Nessie?" Jacob stammered in disbelief.
"Alec?" Jane just appeared at the door. I didn't answer. I couldn't. I was paralyzed. My lips were stone. "Alec," she said, quickly running to my side.
"I–" I began, finding my voice, but loosing it again almost instantly.
"What's wrong?" she pressed.
"What have you done to my daughter!" Bella shrieked in my direction.
"Mother!" Renesmee growled, tears still silently falling down her face.
"Look what he's done to you!" she hissed.
"He didn't do anything!" Renesmee hissed back, turning towards her mother again, but still standing against me.
Instantly, my neck was held in a piercing grip, crushing my airways. A moment later Renesmee's hand was on her mothers wrist, giving her a deadly look that turned more and more ghostly by the moment until her eyes were bright red, her skin was chalk-white and her heart stood perfectly motionless. At that moment I was released. I gripped Renesmee's hand tightly in mine, and the crimson leaked out of her eyes and into her cheeks as her heart began the usual fluttering as it normally did. Edward opened his mouth, an angry expression on his face, but Jane interjected sharply.
"What is going on?" she snapped. That question seemed to be asked a lot.
"For those who don't know!" Alice announced to the room at large. "Renesmee is pregnant with Alec's child! You'd think we'd plan out how to make sure everyone knows what we're talking about before the fighting begins. I guess it's what we get for having a mind-reader as the father of the pregnant girl in question." She muttered last part more to herself.
For a moment there was silence. Then, with a gasp, Renesmee fell to the floor, screaming with pain. Everyone looked panic-stricken towards her and Carlisle knelt next to her, feeling her stomach. But I immediately snapped and had my hand to Jane's throat instantly.
"Make. It. Stop." I growled at her. It didn't.
"Your life would be better if this ended now," Jane said. "Would you really hurt your own sister for something so disgraceful?"
She instantly dropped to the ground, her eyes open, but not seeing anything; effected by my power. Renesmee stopped yelling, but took gasping breaths. I ran over and scooped her into my arms.
"You okay?" I asked her quietly. She nodded.
"I'm going upstairs," she said to everyone. "You can keep arguing who's fault it is if you want, but that isn't going to change anything. You can put me down, now," she added to me. I smirked and ignored her, running up the stairs with her in my arms–following her scent to her room–with her whole family staring behind us.