Upon hearing footsteps from behind the door, she dashed back downstairs. Quickly she slid herself onto the couch and wrapped the blanket back around herself. No one would know she heard, good. Bella sat up and looked at Ryder with narrowed eyes. Who did she think she was? Edward returned to the room, carrying a glass of water for Bella. Even he seemed upset by the girl's presence.

"Edward could I have a word with you?" Carlisle asked as he looked at Edward.

Edward handed Bella the glass of water and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before following Carlisle out of the room. Ryder sat down on the piano bench but this only angered Bella. That was Edward's place, not hers.

"Sit somewhere else."

"Excuse me?"

"I said sit somewhere else." Bella reinstated as she set the glass on the coffee table.

"If you give me a solid reason as to why I should move then maybe I will."

"Okay then. How about you're face won't be so pretty if my fist makes contact with it because you wouldn't move." Bella wasn't one for violence but this girl was getting the best of her fast.

Ryder sighed.

"I'm only here to help you Bella, could you be a little nicer?"

That did it.

"A little nicer?" Bella was on her feet and advancing toward Ryder who also stood. "I overhear something about someone who is going to try and kill my friend and you're telling me to be nicer?"

"Bella you---"

"You don't know me, don't say my name!"

Edward and Carlisle had entered the room again but the two bickering didn't take notice.

"You'll thank me when it's over. You'll see that it was for--" Ryder's words were cut off however when Bella's words turned into actions.

"Bella!" Edward quickly grabbed Bella around the waist and pulled her back as she still tried to kick at Ryder who was on the floor holding her hand to her nose.

Carlisle knelt beside Ryder but this only fueled Bella's rage.

"Why even help her? She's a murderer!"

"Bella you don't know the whole story." Carlisle tried to reason.

"I know enough to know I don't like her one bit!"

Edward gave up and released her but quickly he gently held her face between his hands.

"Bella please."

Sighing she relaxed. Ryder was helped to her feet by Carlisle who shook his head. This was too much trouble for only the start of the day.

"You'd be doing yourself a favor if you let him die." Ryder stated.

Bella glared in the girl's direction but said nothing as she was held safely in Edward's arms; finally calm and finally not as pissed off at the stranger. Ryder looked at the others when she spoke.

"Could I please talk to Bella in private?"

Carlisle agreed but Edward wouldn't let go of Bella. If Bella didn't trust the stranger then he didn't either.

"Edward." Ryder tried to reason and Edward looked at Bella apologetically.

"I'll be in the next room."

Bella sat down on the couch when he was gone. Ryder stayed standing; it was sure better then sitting in the wrong place and having another incident. Ryder picked up the small rag doll and tossed it to Bella. She held it uncareingly in her hands.

"What about it?"

"Look at the back."

Bella did and saw where the doll had been re-swen. The stitches were barely holding it together and she easily undid each of them. Her eyebrows knitted together in obvious curiousity and confusion as she pulled out a piece of folded up paper from the back of the doll. Bella looked up at Ryder who gestured for her to go ahead.

Bella unfolded the paper and looked at the badly drawn picture. One stick figure was labeled mommy and the other daddy. A house was drawn in the background but other stick figures were too. One of which was Edward. Taking a look at it though Bella noticed his face colored over in red.

"She trusted him, Bella, she trusted him just as much as you do now. When you and Jacob started to fight, she ran away. You were worried sick as any mother would be but Edward came to your house with your daughter in his arms. He didn't like seeing you again, you didn't either.

He did something too terrible for you to forgive. You simply took your daughter and slammed the door in his face. He never came back, Bella and he never saved your daughter when he could have if only you would have not sent him away."

"You're lying." Bella managed as she crumbled up the picture.

It was then she noticed the note written in the hand writing of a child.

Mommy I hate them yelling. I go to Edward's. Love you mommy.

"Victoria hadn't yet gotten her revenge. She waited there at Edward's for you to come back to the place you couldn't leave behind. It wasn't you that got killed, Bella, it was your own daughter."

"Shutup!" Bella screamed as she threw the doll and paper to the floor. "You're lying. It's impossible."

Edward came back into the room upon hearing Bella's raised voice. Ryder looked at the photo album she had left on the table and looked back to Bella.

"You already know so go ahead and look. Maybe it's better if you know everything although I doubt your fragile human heart can take it."

"She's stronger then you think." Emmett, who had just returned and been informed, defended.

Bella picked up the photo album and held it against her chest as she glanced up at Edward.

"I want to look at with you. Just you." She told him softly.

Edward nodded and the two of them went back upstairs. Both of them sat down on the bed as Bella opened the photo album. Some pages were too much and one of them was more then too much. She found a picture that made her heart skip. She was older, not by much but enough to notice she had aged. She stood behind a swing that a small girl of what seemed to be seven sat on.

Bella was smiling as was the girl with the dark curly hair.

"This...this is just impossible."

Edward flipped the page for her but Bella broke down at the sight of the picture. She knocked the photo album to the floor as she cried into Edward's chest. He held her and tried to calm her by rubbing small circles on her back. When that failed he hummed her her lullaby.

"I don't want to loose you again."

"You won't."

"But everything keeps telling me otherwise."

"Things can change Bella."

"From what she's saying it's either I let Jacob die and be with you or let him live and loose you forever." Just saying the words shattered her heart; she clung to his shirt and Edward tried to find words that would sooth her.

"We'll find some other way to change things, Bella, I told you I wasn't leaving again and I intend on sticking to that."

As Bella lay in his arms that picture album lay abandoned. The picture itself was worth a thousand words. Bella sitting beside Jacob with the tiny baby in her arms.