The Volturi and the La Push pack had been fighting each other for hours. It was now the next day (around about the same time that Jacob was entering Europe), and all but Edward and two each of the wolves and the Volturi were dead. None of the Cullens recognised any of them.
Esme and Carlisle were bored silly just waiting for the fight to end. Bella, anxious for the safe return of Edward, was already over it.
It didn't look like they were finishing up anytime soon, and Bella wanted her husband back. She finally stood up and cried, "That's ENOUGH!"
And with that, everybody who had been fighting fell over, knocked clean unconscious.
Bella looked at Esme with wide eyes. "Did I do that?" she said in a small voice.
Esme, already retrieving Edward from the middle of the carnage, said, "Duh."
"Moving right along," said Carlisle. "We need to bury the werewolves and burn the Volturi bodies before they come back to attack us. We'll keep the heads so we can identify them."
"Ew," said Bella, screwing up her face.
Five minutes later, a roaring fire was going in the backyard, Carlisle was attending to those that Bella had knocked out, and Esme and Bella were lining up the heads against the wall.
When they were finished, the two stood back and stared at their handiwork.
Then Bella said, "Hey. Where's Jane?"
"I don't remember seeing her with them..." said Esme.
"Or Marcus..."
"Funny. Caius isn't anywhere here either..."
Carlisle interrupted them. "I can't wake any of these guys up, vampire or wolf!"
Bella looked startled. "You mean... I killed them?" she whispered.
Carlisle nodded solemnly. "I hate to say it, Bella, but I think you did."
Bella thought for a second. "Cool."
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