Authors Warning:

I love the person to which something is going to happen in this chapter. Love them to pieces. But for the growth of the story the something that is going to happen is going to happen. Please don't hate me and be safe in the knowledge that I have a plan. Ok?

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Oh Edward, please! Please here me! We need you all now, we've been kidnapped. Things are far from what they seemed. Please Edward, hear us now.

Esme turned to Bella, her eyes dark and hungry.

"Don't worry, Bella, we will get out of here. Soon. How is Renesmee's fever?"

"It's calming down now. I don't know why she is feverish, I didn't even know she could get that feverish…"

Bella's sleepless eyes held dark purple rings beneath them, her lank hair spraying across her creased forehead as Renesmee nestled deeper into her body. Her child whelped helplessly as nightmares fogged her dreams, and Esme leaned over and stroked the loose strands of hair from her face.

"Surely, Jake would be able to sense that Nessie was hurt and in trouble…"

"I have no doubt that he can, but with the help of wizards, who knows what he is feeling right now? He could be….Oh I am so sorry dear, I suppose I am so pessimistic because I am so dreadfully hungry."

Esme slumped back against the wall, cold stone against cold stone. Her mind ran through memories of happier times. Her children and Carlisle rose like phantoms before her never sleeping eyes.

"Esme?"

"Yes Bella, dear? What is the matter?"

"Do you think…"

Bella took a deep breath and let out the air slowly.

"Do you think this has something to do with…"

She looked at the babe in her arms and then looked at the large barbed door before them.

"I do not wish to cause alarm but I would assume so, my dear."

Bella held her child tighter, and Renesmee gave a sharp cough.

"Mom, you're hugging a bit tight."

"I am so sorry honey, go back to sleep."

Renesme squirmed to look at her mothers dark eyes.

"I can't sleep, I'm too scared."

"It's ok baby. Just relax."

"Where's Daddy, and Uncle Jake?"

"I don't know baby, I just don't know."

The hours passed like days until, just as the sun began to shine through the tiny barbed window of their cell, the keys jangled and there was suddenly a stream of continuous light.

"Ah, you're all awake I see. We have a special surprise for you all! Follow me. Now!"

The sadistic which in the doorway wheeled around, her wand held high in the air.

The three slowly stood and shuffled into the light, their fear etched over their perfect faces.

They were lead down a long and twisting corridor, large oil canvas paintings of the Volturi starring at them through thick red eyes. Bella saw the familiar faces of Jane, Marcus, Demetri, Caius. In every painting stood Aro, his eyes the darkest and oldest of all. They entered through great oaken doors into a room drenched in the stench on blood. Human blood.

"Oh good! You are here! You are wanted. On the phone."

It was the dark haired vampire, the one with the tall wizard with platinum hair, who spoke to them.

"We took the liberty of phoning your family. Tell them you are fine, and tell them you have made some new friends here. Then hang up."

She was swiftly beside them, a small portable phone in her hands.

"Hello? Esme? Bella? Are you there? Are you alright? Hello?"

Carlisle's voice was rich and clear over the phone. With trembling hands Esme took the receiver, her body aching to see her loved husband.

"Carlisle my love, we are here. We are fine..."

She looked at the female vampire, whose feline eyes were watching her every move with deliberate acuteness.

"Yes, yes we are with the...."

From deep within her, something stirred and, standing to attention, she felt the rhythm of a dead heart stir. She looked at Bella, at Renesmee, and smiled at them. So warm was her smile that Bella knew what she was going to do, and felt her eyes screaming for the old human tears. She felt beside her the ripples running through Nessie, who hid deeper in her side. The child knew what was going to happen.

Suddenly Esme was speaking so swiftly that Elizabeta had no time to snatch before the words were out.

"We have been kidnapped! We are not with the Volturi. I love you so much, all of you. Find Bella and Nessie, save them. I love you"

Elizabeta snatched the phone away and threw it against the wall, her rage shaking the houses ancient foundations. She starred into Esme's wild eyes, her own ablaze.

"KILL HER!" She spat, and whirled out of the room, dragging Bella and Renesmee by the hair behind her. The oak doors closed and behind them came the blistering scream of a woman being torn to pieces.

Throwing them into their cell, Elizabeta snarled;

"If you were not so important to this stinking plan I would have... YOU BOTH will die at my hand, I promise you that! Just like her! You will be pulled to pieces and burned!"

The door slammed shut and Bella was left, holding a hysterical Renesmee so close that her tears burned her skin, her soft warmth, her smell, her hair flying wildly. Thrashing against her, Renesmee cried and cried. Bella sat, frozen as marble, listening to the sound of beauty being torn apart by the beast.