A/N: OK I finally have this chapter up after all the bloody hassle I've had with it :( It was hard to get the emotional scenes in it right but I hope I've done them justice. Please enjoy guys! :)

'Who did this?' Jasper broke the silence with a tone that was so piercing with menace, I will never forget it.

Chapter 25

His blood red eyes were blazing, his nostrils flaring and his razor-sharp teeth were exposed. He was beyond predatory; he was now looking bloodthirsty in the face.

He clung to Alice like a family does to the life support machine that's keeping their beloved relative alive. There was fire in his eyes and only vengeance would put it out. Alice was peering up at him her eyes were glazed over with pure love and concern. She broke her gaze to fix her eyes on me; it was my queue to break the accumulating silence.

'The Denali's,' my voice was barely a whisper; I couldn't even look my brother in the eyes. Jasper had always had expressive eyes and viewing the betrayal in them would be grave. The Denali's had been like extended family to us, I hadn't had time to mull over their disloyalty; my first instinct had been to rescue my sister.

Jasper's expression now would make a mangled corpse look like peaches and cream.

Alice flinched as Jasper's hold on her became overwhelming. Alice managed to free herself from hells arms and positioned herself at my side.

Alice had foreseen what would happen, and had taken her place at my right hand side, as if she were Christ at the right hand side of God. I knew for whatever was ahead Alice were remain firmly by my side. I saw the flashes of violence flicker across her thoughts, I saw Jasper tearing the Denali's limb from limb, the innocent falling with the guilty.

Jasper was a vampire on the edge, he was dangling off the cliff of no return and Alice's decision to take my side was the adrenaline rush that would send him plummeting for his doom.

'They will pay with their bastard lives,' He spat venomously. I nearly didn't recognize his voice all the poison and hatred had warped it out of recognition.

'Jasper you can't just slaughter the whole family, Kate's the only guilty culprit, she did this to me the others are oblivious to any of this.' Alice pleaded with Jasper with her glassy, serious eyes.

'Then I shall take Kate down, justice will be served.' He voice and words were ruthless, but he had every right to be.

'You can't the Denali's are still family, it's up to them what they do with Kate, we have no say in the matter.'

'She's right Jasper.' I spoke after a brooding moment. The outcome would be far worse if we allowed our need for revenge to control our decision.

'Vengeance will be followed by vengeance, it will be a vicious never ending cycle, we have to talk this out Jasper.' Alice persuaded

'You are willing to sit down with your torturer and talk.' Jasper's face was pure bewilderment

'If it means I stop you from going into an unethical fight head first, I would do anything for you Jasper.' A tender smile shone on her face.

The corners on Jasper hard line of a mouth turned up, no one could resist being affected by Alice, that pixie had charm.

'I will do as you wish Alice, but I promise Kate will not go unpunished. I will make sure of it.'

**

We surrounded the house, side by side, wolf by vampire. It may have looked like an advert for supernatural peace if we were under different circumstances. We knew the Denali's would catch the wolves' scent, but when they did it would be too late. They were trapped.

Carmen was the first to leave her home closely followed by Eleazar. She seemed to be in a trance-like state, our scent and the wolves scent combined gave the air an unusual quality, and I was certain Carmen had not gone unnoticed.

Jasper captured Carmen, with more force than necessary and I gave him a firm overpowering glance. I didn't believe Carmen should be subjected to this misplaced anger; he should savour it for a more worthy cause. Emmett just as easily slipped behind Eleazar and held him against his will; the two were hardly a match for an army combined with two supernatural forces.

Garrett slipped out of the home moments later, surveying the area and appearing rather unnerved, and Kate was right on his tail. I was certain she knew what was coming for her. I hoped it would be worse than what she imagined, she deserved to suffer.

I snatched Garrett, whilst a pair of wolves pinned down Kate with their teeth snapping, she didn't deserve any leniency. There was no special treatment where she would be headed.

'What is the meaning of this?' Garrett inquired, while the others struggled for their freedom.

'It seems Kate is under the impression we murdered your sister. She was taking out her grievance on my dear sister Alice, and my family and I had to intervene.' I filled Garrett in, not wanted to give more detail than was necessary. The events were still fresh in Alice's mind and I didn't want to unsettle her whilst she already had a rabid vampire in her grasp.

'Is this true?' Garrett clearly aimed the question at Kate, who was still pinioned to the floor by savage wolves.

With the help of Esme and Rosalie they hauled her to her feet so she could confront her lover and admit to him what she was capable of.

She kept her eyes cast down and answered him.

'Yes it's true Garrett. I travelled to Forks to accompany my sister home, I was sure the Cullen's would have tired of her powers and trickery by then. But when I reached the woods on my way to the Cullen's home I witnessed a group of barbaric dogs tearing my sister limb from limb. I was distraught and I wasn't thinking straight, I caught sight of Edward and his sister with a human. They all looked thoroughly pleased with themselves, they were glad my sister had met a bitter end. Alice flew by me and before I could stop myself I attacked her and overpowered her.'

Garrett was speechless; if vampires could cry by now his face would be splattered with the salty badges. But we couldn't cry, we weren't human and this was just another harsh reminder of our un-dead reality.

'You may punish her as you see fit.' Garrett's voice was empty but his eyes cast down on her with unmistakable pity and a hint of consideration. He still cared and he wanted his Kate to live, but he believed she should be dealt with accordingly. He was fearful that my family may involve the Volturi, but that would only result in one thing.

'I will gladly do the honours,' Jasper said poisonously, his eyes were black sinister saucers.

I saw a flicker of pity skim across Garrett's features, but he quickly disguised it. He nodded indifferently and turned his back on Kate, either disowning her or unable to stand by and watch her be subjected to torture. But either way I didn't care, I was losing the ability to empathise with people. The longer I stayed away from Bella the more human characteristics I lost.

Jasper dragged her off into the denser part of the woods; I could feel her stifled cries penetrate the air.

**

Kate made it back to the Denali's, but her physical state remained unknown to me, it would be an image Jasper would cherish for his eternity. We decided to keep our families ties with them, but we believed that it would be best for both parties if we kept our distance for a few decades.

Jasper was being ridiculously over cautious with my sister; I knew this would last a few decades also. You see more clearly what something meant to you when it's gone. I tried not to dwell on any of this; the wolves were now making their way to their promised land and we were on our way to pay the Volturi an overdue visit. In the back of my mind I had the slight hope that Bella may have forgotten me when I returned.

We were headed for Seattle airport and the weather was fulfilling its expectations, constant rain. We were reaching the end of the woodlands of Forks when I sensed Jasper halt. His face was agony as he clung onto Alice who was having a violent seizure in his arms. He was mouthing her name but no sound was coming out, the shock was overwhelming him.

When she came too, she slowly drifted into a calmer frame of mind. Her large orbs were peering up at Jasper, and she clutched desperately at the collar of his coat.

'Bella,' she croaked.

**

'What about her?' Jasper inquired calmly.

But Jasper's approach was too laid back for my sanity, I had to know what had happened to my Bella, I had to know this instant.

I strode over to Alice and shook her fiercely,'Alice! Where's my Bella? What's happened?Alice!'

My whole body was quivering with anger and the aftershock of saying her name out loud, I hadn't mentioned her in so long, I even caught sight of my brother's jaw drop slightly.

Alice timidly curled into Jasper and shook herself, but this was due to fear.

'Edward you're not helping matters! Just stay the fuck away!' Jasper screamed at me, cradling Alice.

As I calmed and the red haze of anger was no longer clouding my brain, I realised that I was diminishing Alice's progress by my anger outbursts.

I trailed over to an aged oak tree and leant against its sturdy form, it was comforting in a peculiar way. This oak tree managed to sustain itself, the leaves growing from it and its ability to reproduce. And I came to realise that I wasn't fulfilling any one of them. Nature was everything I was not, I was against nature, and my whole existence was like a freak incident.

I attuned my hearing to eavesdrop on Alice's conversation. She was telling Jasper of a withered meadow and a screaming girl, she said she heard the cries of a child, perhaps a baby.

J.P.O

I fled through the forests uncertainly, Alice's visions were never set, they didn't have a precise time or date and they sometimes were not correct.

I lead my family back through the woods and then we reached the distinctive oak tree. I was apprehensive as I curved around the oak; I was praying with all my silent heart that this was one of Alice's unreliable predictions.

I barely recognized the meadow Bella had introduced me too; it was a perfect wasteland, which mirrored Edward's own state. He remained beautiful on the outside, but empty and broken ruined on the inside. Its unpolished beauty had perished, and the shafts of light had deserted, it held no purpose anymore.

My stationary heart tore when I saw a vulnerable body splayed in the centre of the meadow.

Edward….

E.P.O

My brother abandoned my side before I could question him, what did he so urgently need to attend to?

Alice was still distraught and shaking from the aftershock of such a violent vision, and was standing on unstable legs. I collected her up into my arms and sped after Jasper, this was one of the times I was glad I was the faster family member.

Jasper's scent overwhelmed me, as I homed in and followed it religiously.

My brother's silhouette was in the distance; his shoulders were squared in concealment and his head was hung in despair.

I faltered with my sister in my arms, I had the same distinct feeling I'd felt before I'd been informed of my parents death all those years ago.

I staggered over toward Jasper, every step felt heavier and heavier on the blades of grass beneath my feet, but I couldn't find the will to stop. I set Alice on her own two feet and placed a cautious hand on Jaspers shoulder, he didn't stir.

I swerved around my brother's body impatiently; ignorance wasn't an emotion I was fond of.

But little did I realise that after what my eyes would witness I would sell my soul for ignorance.

There unmistakably lay my Bella, I would know her anywhere in any state; I knew every contour of her body. Her intoxicating smell offending me as soon as I saw her, there was sweat harassing her brow and her beautiful flowing hair was in knotted tendrils. But my eyes homed in on something that I could never overlook.

Her delicate torso was warped and torn; floods of her scarlet blood were staining the cowering grounds. ..

I peered down at her through a new set of eyes, ones which had been beaten and broken with a string of endless suffering. But this eradicated them all, every hardship I'd witnessed came down to this and now I had no reason to exist.

I collapsed to my knees and wrenched a clump of hair in my hands. I clenched my eyes shut painfully tight and cried out, my agony and heartbreak rode through the woodland during my scream.

My brother didn't stutter, he just waited like it was routine and Alice had taken refuge in curling herself into a ball on the ground.

I scrambled over desperately to where Bella's body lay and held her beloved face between my two stony hands. Her warm, chocolate eyes were masked by her eyelids, and viewing this was when I utterly came undone. I cradled her head to my body and rocked us both; I lived to see those sparkly, intuitive eyes and I would never see them again.

My breakdown was followed by disbelief; this had to be a figment of my imagination. I lifted her damaged body into my arms roughly and shook her.

'Bella. Bella? Bella! BELLA!'

An infantile cry pierced the air and captured my attention, to the side of my precious Bella lay the culprit for her murder, a mere baby. Not even smart enough to cover its tracks after slaughtering my lover like a regular criminal would.

I clutched at Bella's body and gave this child a deathly stare, with my teeth bared.

The baby stopped crying and suddenly its eyes opened. In them I saw what I was missing, their beautiful warm chocolate brown held the light that my Bella's had no longer possessed. Bella had sacrificed her life for this child, my child. My heart throbbed uncontrollably; I had ruined Bella's life in every aspect.

I stroked Bella's brown hair and glanced down at the child, she had Bella's eyes and Charlie's unruly hair in my brown tone.

Perfect.

Without thinking I scooped her into my arms and cradled her to my chest, my instincts were stronger than my hatred. My Bella had given her life for our child, I would honour her by doing the very same.

The three of us were a family for a moment, a family like any other. One with its faults and perks, only ours were to the extreme.

I smiled down at my daughter who lay in my arms by her mother, and I did something else I believed impossible, tears trickled uncontrollably down my cheeks and splashed onto her tiny face.

The experience was so foreign, and I lay down to spare her from being drowned at the expense of her father. I balanced her on my chest and took Bella in my arms at my side. I traced the patterns of the green canopy above with my blurry vision and circled a hand tenderly on my daughters back.

'Isabella Esme Carlie Cullen' I whispered softly into her ear.

**

Charlie was the next to be informed of Bella's death. He believed she'd swerved off the freeway attempting to avoid a stray logging truck when she collided with another driver and was killed by the impact. Great anguish accompanied having to lie to Charlie, he deserved to know how his daughter really died, but sometimes the truth is beyond the bounds of possibility.

My family did a precise job of covering the evidence down to the last detail; the FBI probably would have been fooled.

Isabella accompanied me to her mother's funeral which my family had taken the time to arrange, we made sure it was a closed coffin funeral so we were without the risk of people seeing her alarming scarring.

Charlie approached me at the burial as I was placing a rose on her dear coffin. The rain was persistent on giving Bella the send off she wouldn't have wanted, but it came with the territory.

'Edward I just really want to say how grateful I am for all this.' A tearful eyed Charlie choked, he was wearing an outdated suit which was a few sizes too small, his patterned tie hung loosely around his neck and his top button was unceremoniously undone.

I smiled meekly. Isabella and I were tucked under the waterproof security of an umbrella while Charlie was a trembling mixture of tears and rainwater. I stepped closer and concealed him with the umbrella in an attempt of kindness.

'Thanks, but I don't think I can get any wetter Edward.'

'The last I heard it was Edwin,' I quietly chuckled thinking of Bella's embarrassment at her my assumed name used by Charlie.

He joined in my laughter, but in the end it resulted in a new flood of tears. I placed a hand on his shoulder, which was safely covered in a leather glove. He covered it with his own naked hand and wiped his eyes dry with his vintage tie.

'So who is this little girl?' Charlie inquired while gazing at my Isabella; and little did he know this was his own granddaughter. The guilt was building up immensely every second.

'This is my niece Isabella, she's staying with me and my adoptive family for a short time.' I kept my face warm, hiding any trace of the truth of the matter.

'What a coincidental name, proud uncle eh? Well she's a real doll, she reminds me of….' He trailed off but remained captivated with Isabella's eyes; the eyes her mother had inherited from his.

'She looks real familiar,' he smiled uncontrollably.

'Would you like to hold her?'It felt like more of a statement to me, I wouldn't have it any other way.

He looked at me expectantly and I handed her into his capable arms.

'This takes me back, Renee and I were terrified when Bella arrived, but she was the best thing that ever happened to me. We were so young at the time, but I wouldn't have changed it for the world.' The whole time Charlie was opening up he was looking into Isabella's eyes, she had such a redeeming quality about her, she made you want to confess your soul. Which was inevitable in my opinion, those twinkling brown eyes were my saviours.

'She really is something Edward,' Isabella had one of Charlie's fingers clenched in her tiny hand.

Charlie's face was gaining a pink tint due to the pain he was experiencing at the hands of Isabella and one of her inhuman traits. I removed her from his grasp and he flexed his fingers behind his back, in an attempt to cover his embarrassment.

'Wow she sure is stronger than she looks. The both of you take care OK?' He looked at me sternly

'Take care of yourself too Charlie, and if you need anything don't hesitate to ask.' I replied genuinely, I liked Charlie and I hoped that he could somehow play a role in his granddaughter's life.

He strolled off into the rain and took one certain glance towards his daughter's coffin which was being slowly lowered into the ground. He turned back to us and gave Isabella an appropriate wave; I tilted her and mirrored his own gesture with one of her tiny hands.

I sighed as I saw Charlie leave in his defeated, heartbroken state. And I knew at the root of things that I was the source of all this pain. I bounced Isabella in my arms in an act of comfort, but I believed it was more reassuring to her than me, to remind myself that she was still in my arms safe. I hadn't managed to hurt her, yet.

I gave Bella's grave one last thoughtful glance and turned to make my way home, my eyes were watering up and I didn't want to be the topic of speculation any longer. Many of the guests had been summing me up constantly throughout the day, insistent on knowing the role I'd played in Bella's life. The guilt was tearing me inside and out.

As I turned to leave I caught sight of some entirely familiar glossy brown hair and a pair of piercing chocolate brown eyes. Her porcelain skin was a total contrast to her darker colouring, and she wore a dark miniskirt, with a suit jacket and black ballet pumps. Her hair blew gracefully in the rainy breeze and raindrops illuminated her skin.

I was drawn towards her like a lizard to the heat of the Sun.

She saw me inching towards her and didn't do a thing to stop it. She was trembling immensely, whether it was due to my proximity or her frozen skin I was unsure.

'Hi,' I spoke and my jagged tone even sounded stupid to myself.

'Are you Edward Cullen?' Her voice was shaky and uncertain, like a soldier stepping over enemy lines.

'Yes, I am. And who might you be?' I sounded like such a creep at that moment; it was as if I'd forgotten my day old daughter was in my arms.

'I'm Bella, just Bella.' She replied unnerved by my perverted choice of words.

'Well Bella may I ask how you know my name.' I inquired genuinely captivated by her.

'Why wouldn't I?' She looked offended. She turned her delicate body to leave and at that same moment the wind picked up blowing her skirt around her waist, and there it was the same mark beautifully brand on her buttock cheek, just where I'd burned it the first time.

She turned her head slightly and her glinting eyes were overflowing with knowledge, and at that moment I knew my Bella had returned.

And I had already done everything I possibly could to ruin it, It would not happen again.

A/N:Soooooo 'grins stupidly' what do you think :)? I told you I would give you an Edward and Bella ending, but I hope you were expecting it I like to be unpredictable :) I love you guys please review I think this may be my last chapter, and I just want to thank every single one of you that's read my story and reviewed you guys mean the world! Xoxox