Wow I uploaded the last chapter late. No kidding. You should've gone to bed. Where are you at right now, Dol? In your head. Where are you? Smartass. And?

Guest, Personally I'm all Team Alice or Rose but I sometimes go for Team Emmett as well. :D Sadly this story will probably stick as Team Friendship and nothing more.

MACMONKEY, I will probably input one more chapter of when they were kids and one more chapter from when they were in Volterra before the end. I'm also considering a chapter of Leah's though not sure.

We threw ideas at each other but came up with nothing. We'd been sitting at the table for four hours and came up with nothing. Absolutely nothing. Every bad idea hurt more and more. There was absolutely nothing that we could think of that could explain it.

Rosalie was a bit more awake than she had been when we started talking this morning but only a bit.

"Know what? Screw it. We have nothing. Rosalie, what the Hell is wrong?"

"What do you mean?" She asked around a yawn as she took another bite of her tenth steak today.

"You are eating basically rare steaks and about to pass out. You know exactly what I mean."

She chewed and swallowed the food. "I'm a werewolf, tonight is a full moon." She sighed. "Basically, I'm satisfying some of the hunger of the wolf before it comes out tonight. It's draining all the energy of my human form so it can make its appearance tonight." I knew nothing about werewolves and new information was distracting my brain.

"What is it like?"

She paused and poked at the food in front of her with her fork. "It's Hell. It's like having my body ripped apart from the inside out. The thing is. The entire time the wolf is in control I see everything. I see everything it does. The entire time my body feeling as though it's being ripped apart from the inside out." She cut into the food and put another bite in her mouth.

I hesitated at that, I remembered being turned into a vampire, the insistent burning. I had to wonder if it worse or better than that. "You don't have to talk about it."

She swallowed and looked at the table, her eyes closing for a moment before she jerked up straight. "Yeah…um…It's fine. It's good to talk about things."

"That's coming from the girl who freaks out any time we ask questions."

"Maybe I have lower inhibitions due to the fact that I'm about to spend several hours straight in pure agony." She growled out then blinked and looked at me. "That came out wrong."

"It's alright." I gave her a comforting smile which she rolled her eyes at.

"The process is horrible, like I said before. However; the worst part is the before part, the daytime part. The constant exhaustion and hunger is bad enough but as it gets closer and closer to the change I become less and less me. I guess you could say the animal below the surface starts reaching through the cracks." I didn't really know what to say so I let her talk. "The wolf. She is hateful and hungry and the worst part is she wants every single vampire in this place dead."

"Is that why you mentioned dying tonight?"

"If I break out of the concrete room they lock me in they kill me. Actually lock me in is a bad term. They seal me in and fill the entrance with concrete."

"You can break out of a room filled to the brim with concrete?"

"If she's adamant enough she could probably tear Superman to shreds without the help of kryptonite."

"Who is Superman?"

"You're kidding me, right? What did you read in the shadow city?" I went to defend myself though I didn't exactly know why or how. "Know what? The second I get the chance I'm tearing Aro to shreds. What kid doesn't read comic books? Actually, you were ten. What eight year old doesn't read comic books?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Coming from the four year old trapped in an eighteen year old body."

"At least I read good books and awesome comics. Seriously. What did you do in the Shadow City?"

"Since when do you call it the Shadow City?"

"It's more interesting to say then Volterra." She yawned again and took another bite. "Emmett, can you get me another one?"

He nodded and got up, out of the corner of my eye I could've sworn…no. I looked anyways to see but there was nothing there.

"Bella." I looked at Rosalie who was watching me curiously. "You alright?"

"No. I'm probably going insane." I shrugged trying to be casual but she didn't buy it; her eyes narrowed.

"You better not fall back into your head. I-"

"Don't worry, Rose. I'm holding on for now." My mind ran through what I had seen though, out of the corner of my eye, right behind Emmett. There had been something poking out of the wall like a tail. Either one of two things, I was going insane or there had been something there. I had to be going insane.

"Holding on is not a good thing. Bella, you're my friend. If we do this thing I want you with me."

"It's weird to have friends." I frowned; it was something I hadn't really addressed. Friends were somewhat new territory for me. A friend was one thing but friends weren't common.

"You should get used to it. You aren't getting rid of us anytime soon." She grinned and yawned again. "Dammit. This sucks."

"Did you ever change in Volterra?"

"Once. When I'm in my middle state I don't usually change. Let's just say Caius wanted to get rid of me as quick as possible after that."

"Wait, did you almost kill Caius?"

"I came so close to biting his head off. Took around ten vampires to restrain me. I was so fucking close to killing that smug bastard." She grimaced. "After they had me completely constrained they kept me down for the entire night. They locked me in my room for a week and didn't feed me because of what I did. I was surprised they even gave me water." I looked up as Emmett came back our way holding a tray with another steak and fruit bowl along with a black cup with a lid and straw. He sat down by her putting the tray in front of me.

"I don't remember any of that." It seemed logical that something as eventful as that would have been noisy and if they'd been starving her I doubt she'd done it quietly. I glanced at the cup and was pretty sure the smell coming from it…I shoved the thoughts back for now.

"I think that was one of the weeks where you were in the Throne Room." I grimaced, that I did remember. There were times where Aro would keep me at his side for days at a time, giving me maybe two or three hours of sleep at the most. During those times I was forbidden to leave his side so I had to sleep on the floor. Sleeping on stone floors was better when suffering from no sleep though.

"Thanks for bring up those memories."
"Always glad to help." She grinned, we sat quietly for a while. I continued pushing thoughts at Dol, trying to get some sort of response from her. She finished the steak she was on and took the tray Emmett had put in front of me and started on her fruit bowl. She picked the cup up and drank out of it, I had to look away and stop breathing. Dammit. "When was the last time you fed?" I could feel her eyes on me.

"Last night. Do you really have to drink that in front of me?" I breathed out.

"Get over it. I have to drink it or I become full werewolf and I am not in the mood to make this a monthly. Espec-"

"Moving on!" I interrupted before she said something I didn't want to hear.

"Such a prude. You're going to have to deal with the vampire diet and the fact that you aren't allowed to feed daily. You'll also have to deal with the fact that I have to drink this stuff too."

"You aren't going crazy full blown no-control vampire like you did when you met me last time though." I buried the thirst behind a wall again and went back to watching her eat. She looked a little more awake now.

"That's why I drink through a straw. The blood tastes like crap but because it's cold so it keeps me in control."

"Couldn't regular vampires do that?"

"We can't do it like that. Trust me, good guy vampires have searched for loopholes for years. Animal blood, blood banks, you name it. The safest way to feed that's been discovered is SH." Emmett spoke up, watching Rosalie drink her cup of blood out of the corner of his eye. "Nature's cruel joke on us."

"It makes no sense."

"Hot fresh human blood seems to be the only thing that sates the thirst."

"I'm only bringing this up because I care." Rosalie finally said after another moment of silence. "Are you okay?"

"We've already-"

"Not the brink of insanity crap. I'm talking about the thing this morning with Edward."

I had buried that behind another wall, I had chosen not to think about it, I didn't want to think about it.

"How the Hell do you know about that?" I growled at her, making it clear I wasn't happy she had brought it up.

"Emmett told me what had happened before he left me to check on you. He didn't…"

"No. He bit me. That was it." I interrupted, not wanting to think about what she was about to ask.

"Him biting you isn't nothing. You need to talk about it. I understand you have this weird ass ability that lets you build walls but you've already said those walls aren't completely secure. Burying it isn't going to help you any."

"I don't want to talk about it, Rosalie." I growled.

"Too bad. What exactly did he tell you?" I could tell she had no plans of dropping it, even though she looked like she was going to pass out any second.

"Fine. He offered for me to join his side willingly. Of course I trust that asshole as much as Dol trusted Kachiri so I told him 'never'. He got too close so I kicked him."

"Then he dropped the nice guy act?"

"He did. Then he bit me."

"You're leaving something out."

"Did Dol tell you what was happening in my head while I was buried in the back of it?"

"She couldn't get into your head to know anything."

"I'm going to assume no. Look. In my head; it wasn't the same time as it was here. I lived four years of life in my head. Two of those years I spent with a very sweet guy. My mind chose…Edward as the person for me to love."

"You have such a fucked up head." She sighed. "How the Hell did you hold it together for as long as you did? He saw that in Dol's head and is using it as leverage, isn't he?

"How'd you guess?"

"In my four long years of life my father has had to fix more than one of Edward's messes."

His messes… "I want to talk to Renesmee." I felt slightly guilty that the term mess had made me think of her but she had been a mistake. There was more though. She had warned me.

"You don't want to go down there." Rose said after a minute.

"I need to talk to her."

"You don't want to go down there, Bella. That room is full of humans and shifters that have been through more torture than you can guess. There is too much blood and you wouldn't be able to control yourself."

"I don't care. Right now I have her asshole father out for my…whatever the Hell he thinks he can get."

"What will talking to his daughter accomplish?" Rosalie asked after a bit of silence. I absently noticed she wasn't touching her food anymore. The look she was giving me was searching.

"I'm not completely sure but I need to talk to her."

"She won't have anything to tell you that we can't."

"I'll get you down there tomorrow, Bella." Emmett said before I could snap at her again.

Rosalie narrowed her eyes at him. "You realize how bad of an idea that is, right?"

"Rosalie, if she wants to talk to Renesmee let her. If she goes after a human while she's down there -let's be honest- it'll be better for the human."

"What about the eyes on Bella thing?"

"I'll watch her."

"I want to go back to my room." I got up as I spoke, they were talking to me like I wasn't there and I wasn't in the mood. "If you don't follow me that's your own issue. I'm not going to flee the city." I growled out as I headed for the hallways, I sensed Emmett following me with Rosalie close behind him.

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I was in bed, it was oddly comforting. I stared at the ceiling and let myself wander my mind. I looked at each wall I'd built today. Each one had its own purpose but only one of the walls was solid. The one that held my fake life. I considered it. I knew I could go through that wall but I also knew that if I went through it I would never come back.

"Izzy." I jumped at the voice of a small child and turned around to look at the little girl that could be nothing more than Dol when she was little.

What was the purpose of this? "Hello."

"Why did you do it?"

"What did I do? What are you talking about?"

"You let me go. You let go of me. You stopped believing me. Why did you do it?" I reached out to touch her hand but she jerked back, fear crossing her face. "Don't!"

I didn't know what to do, I was in my own head but it clearly didn't mean I had control over what I did.

"What exactly…"

"I didn't ask the wolves to be there! You blamed me and told me it was all my fault! It wasn't my fault though! You stopped believing in me! You're gonna do it again!" She dropped to her knees and cried, another version of her came up behind her. This one had to be her fourteen year old self.

"You don't remember that. What happened between us when we were little."

"What is happening?" I asked her.

"The link between us is screwed up. I don't normally do this but since my main consciousness is-"

"Wait, are you Dol's-"

"We're both members of her Lower Consciousness; basically the ones who hold memories. We run along the undersurface and create dreams and nightmares. We also make appearances when she meditates. Your ability allowed us to cross the bond though, sort of amplified us." She paused and faded out for a second. "I'm supposed to be in our head but she's under heavy sedation."

"Wait, why is she sedated?"

"I don't know. I just know I haven't been able to surface because we're sedated. Find us. Please." She knelt down and touched the younger Dol's shoulder. The younger girl looked up at the older version of herself. "I'm surprised your own consciousness isn't here. We have good memories." The small child stood and melted into the older version of herself then the two of them disappeared leaving me alone in my head and scared.

Sorry about the delay, guys. I thought of how I was going to end this chapter then fell asleep and completely forgot it so I had to come up with a new idea. You could've asked me. I did ask you. Several times. You told me to go jump off a cliff so you could watch your show. I wish that we'd been able to watch TV shows when I was young. It's so interesting to see. Go back to your show, Dol. Let me continue writing the story.