- Thee weeks later

RPOV

'Can I have ID please before I check you in?' The receptionist smiled. A bit irritated I dug into my purse and got my ID. I handed it to him with a faint smile. I wasn't feeling well, I was hungry and I was being tormented by a huge headache. I just wanted to plop in bed and sleep for a couple of hours.

'Thank you miss Benson, here is your keycard. You will be staying in room 326. Please have a nice stay and if you need anything feel free to ask us' I took back the ID and keycard and hurried to the elevator. It had been three weeks and I hadn't booked any progress. It was almost a half year since I talked to my mother and I was running out of options. I was already chagrin, but my contacts had informed me that the Cullens were closing in on me. That was a big problem which needed handling. I told them to back off and leave me alone, but they were too stubborn to let it go. How annoying.

When I opened the door to the hotel room a faint scent of bleach and soap cringed into my nose. I walked into the suite and threw my bags in the corner. The room was white with a big king sized bed in the middle. The bathroom was modern, also in black and white, and had a bathtub and a shower. It was good enough for now. I kicked of my shoes, unzipped my coat and crawled into bed. The first thing I needed was sleep.

I woke up around twilight. Even though I slept for a few hours I woke up even more tired than I had been. Irritated I stepped out of bed. I took a long shower, I loved it to take long showers and slowly let the hot water rush over me. The tiny ritual of washing my hair always seemed to calm me down. I always felt reborn after that.

I had a long night ahead and I needed to hurry. I choose for a black leather jeans with high boots, a dark red cardigan, eyeliner and red lipstick to finish the look and I was ready to go. I grabbed my bags and grabbed 1000 dollars. On second thought I took 1000 dollars extra. I put the 2000 dollars in the pocket of my coat, grabbed my handbag and hurried out the door. I ordered an Uber to the Maria Church where I would meet referent Patrick.

Usually my mother handled this kind of things, but I was almost out of stock and I needed extra to gain my strengths. When I walked through the church doors I couldn´t help but grin. The sweet irony.. Referent Patrick surely wasn´t a man who followed gods path, he was a man who followed the money trail.

´Renesmee´ He smiled when he saw me. 'A pleasure as always' I nodded towards him. I couldn't say the same: the referent was a small man with hair that once was black but slowly was turning silver. His teeth were yellow, his eyes grey. But his looks didn't matter to me. No the reason I couIdn't say I was happy to see him was because I despised this man. This man betrayed everything he stood for, lied to his followers and did everything he could to get richer. But it was because of men like him I could get the resources I needed so I needed to put up my friendly face.

´Shall we begin?' I asked him. I wasn´t the one for small talk. He lead me to the backroom.

'Everything is here, just like you requested' He gestured to the black suitcase that was waiting for me. I zipped it open and inspected the blood bags in it.

'Is it tested?' I asked him while I narrowed my eyes and weighted one of the bags in my hand.

'Yes, these are all taken at the bloodbank. I ordered my followers to donate as much blood as they could for the hurricane victims.' Referent Patrick gave me a smirk.

'Excellent work, as always' I put the bloodbag back in the suitcase and zipped it.

'And the other thing I asked you?' I asked while I sat down on the chair.

He narrowed his eyes 'That kind of information was really hard to find.'

'No worries referent, you will be awarded for your hard work. Did you get it?' I asked while narrowing my eyes. I didn't like these political games he was playing. The referent stood up grabbed the brown envelop that was on the desk. He handed it to me and I inspected the contents. This was just as I requested, I was just what I needed to shake the Cullens of for a while.

I stood up and pulled the cash from my pocket. '500 extra for the trouble'

CPOV

I took off the bloody gloves and threw them in the trashcan. I scrubbed my hands thoroughly. It was important that there were no traces of blood before I went home. It would upset my children.
I was looking forward to going home, the arms of my dearest Esme were waiting for me. I knew she didn't liked that I went back to work now that we were trying to find our granddaughter. We had a few arguments about that. But when Dereck, the hospital director heard that I was in Fork he called me in distress. They really needed a set of extra hands around here. For me it was a way to ease my mind, I liked working. I loved to help people. I loved my family but I needed something to do otherwise I would slowly lose my mind.

'Doctor Carlisle!' Becky hurried my way.

'There is a patient that asked especially for you, she doesn't wanted to be treated by any other doctor. She said she will not leave before she speaks with you. I'm so sorry I know your shift is already over.' Her big brown deer eyes shot me an apologetic look before she hurried of to the reception. I sighted and glanced over the noted that she pressed in my hand. The patients name was Vicky Benson, a name that was not familiar to me. But I made quite a name since I worked in Forks Memorial Hospital, many patients that I helped made appointments with me when they heard I was back for a few weeks. I walked into room 231 where my newest patient was waiting for me. I closed the door and saw her sitting in the bed, staring out of the window.

'Hello miss Benson, I heard you asked for me?' I said while I put on my smile that was reserved for my patients.

'Yes doctor Cullen, I did' She answered without moving. I walked closer but she still didn't turn around.

'What can I do for you?' I asked politely. Now she did turn and her cold brown eyes drilled in mine.

'Tell your family to back the fuck down' She hissed.

For a second I was speechless. But if you lived for as long as I did, you always quickly find some words.

'Renesmee' I stated. She raised one eyebrow and grinned.

'Now doc let's have a little chat' She said while she stood up.

'I suppose you are here with that reason' I answered as I calmly sat down. My calmness seemed to irritate her. She was staring at me and I was staring at her. She was a dead ringer for Bella. She had so much of her features, but I could see my dear Edward in her too.

'Tell your coven to back down, I don't want to be found. I don't want anything to do with them. Is that really so hard to understand?'

'Renesmee. You have to understand. My dearest Edward and Bella thought they had lost their child forever. Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett lost their niece. Esme and me lost our only grandchild. We grieved, we suffered, we hurt. And now we learn that she is not gone forever but alive and breathing. Of course they will not stop trying to find you. They want to talk to you, learn what happened all those years. Hear your story, we are your family. We will not give up without a fight. Why don't you come over and hear us out?' My voice was steady, my tone was calm but from the inside I was devastated seeing her this way. This was not how she supposed to grow up. Looking at her I guessed her childhood had been a horror. The poor thing, I wanted so much better for her. For all of them.

'Do you know where my mother is?' She ignored everything I just said to her. She was playing with a big brown envelope. I shifted my attention from the envelope back to her.

'And who do you mean when you say mother?' I asked bitter.

'Who do you think?' She replied as bitter.

'Victoria? Was she the one who raised you?'

'Yes' She sighted. 'Do you know where she is? I don't have time for this. I presume Alice has already informed the rest and they are rushing over as we speak.'

What she said was probably the truth. By now the Cullens would be on their way to the hospital. I wondered how that would play out, we had to keep it civil, but looking at Renesmee she was desperate to get away.

'Do you know where she is?' She repeated. I shook my head. My eyes wandered over the window, trying to interpret her escape plan.

'I know what you're thinking doc' She grinned at me. 'I'm not that stupid, you are going to let me go and I'll tell you why.'

She handed me the envelop and curious I reached for its contents. She had done her homework. It was impressive she even found these. I was staring at staff photos from hospitals I worked previously. There were three photo's - one even going back 55 years.

'If you don't let me walk out of this room, these will be send to your boss. It would be unfortunate when your secret is leaked like this wouldn't it. The Voltari usually cleans up exposed vampires do they not?' She pouted.

I narrowed my eyes. Growing up with Victoria on her side had really rubbed off on this little girl. She was playing with fire. I couldn't restrain her right now if there was a chance this would leak, my family could never return here. She was right about one thing, if the Volturi found out they would take measures to keep the vampire secret. I couldn't risk that, that wanted to rip our Coven apart for so long. I shouldn't give them an opportunity to do so. But it was fine because with Renesmee here, she would never come far. We will find her and talk some common sense in her. It wasn't too late to save her yet.