I didn't know what to say except for, "I'm so happy to see you guys!" As the happy tears rolled down my face.
Alice helped me stand up, and I ran to Jasper giving him a giant hug too. He chuckled, but stiffened as I hugged him. I pulled away, and noticed his black eyes and realized that he was thirsty, "Sorry Jasper," I whispered, "I'm just so glad to see you."
He laughed simultaneously with Alice, then said, "We're happy to see you too. We've been looking all over for you."
"Looking for me?" I was confused.
Alice smiled, "It's hard looking for something you can't...see."
She shrugged, and I giggled knowing exactly what she meant. "Where are my parents?" I asked, hopeful.
"They're fine." Alice answered, "Looking for you actually. I believe they just arrived in France. You know we've scouted the world for you, and we've always been just one step behind you. It's very frustrating." I half-tuned out after she mentioned them in France. We were just there, and had I decided to stay I would have been with them by now! I could have kicked myself. But Alice continued talking, "I only know that because of my visions. We actually lost contact with them about five years ago. It's hard to catch up with them when they are constantly on the move."
That didn't make me feel much better. That just meant that we'd be constantly trying to track them down. Who knew when I was going to see them again. But they were alive, and that was a huge relief in itself. I felt like my puzzle was nearly solved. "Is everyone okay?"
Jasper looked down at his feet, leaving Alice to answer me. She sighed, "Nessie. You look tired. When is the last time you slept?"
I wanted to protest, they were keeping something from me, but she was right. I hadn't been able to sleep since the night before we left. I was utterly exhausted.
Alice didn't give me a chance to answer though before she picked me up. I heard Jacob growl. Despite all that they had been through, vampires and werewolves still didn't seem like they were getting along. Alice payed him no attention and said to me, "You need to get some sleep. Then we will all go find Edward and Bella."
I was about to say something, but then she started running at the incredible vampire speed. I was able to see Jasper follow closely with the wolves right behind. I don't think anyone had a clue as to where we were going until we got there.
The first thing I saw after the run was the giant mansion-house. We were back at the Cullen residence. I hadn't been there since...
Alice didn't set me down until we were inside, and she put me on the couch. I was perfectly capable of walking, but I also didn't want to argue that. I lay down and looked at the surroundings. Everything was still there. Furniture, artwork, props.
Jasper walked into the house shortly after, but he walked slowly taking in the scenery. It looked as if they hadn't been here for the same amount of time as myself. Longer, actually, since they left earlier. He took a seat beside Alice, who sat on the couch opposite of where I lay down. The wolves took longer, but when they came in they were in their human form. Jacob sat beside me, but lifted my head up and set it down on his lap. "Just go to sleep Renesmee." He spoke softly as he stroked my arm. There was a tingling sensation as he stroked it, and it made a small smile appear on my lips. But my eyes were getting heavy, and I struggled to keep them open. I really wish I could, because I didn't want Alice and Jasper to disappear once I woke up again.
My eyes finally won the battle, although I was still slightly conscious and heard parts of a conversation going on.
"Are Bella and Edward really alive?"
"Yes. But they are under the impression that the surviving Volturi have either found Renesmee, or will find her before they do."
"Why do they still want her. Isn't it over?"
"We made an...armistice sort of treaty when the numbers were growing too small. We stopped the battle there. But if we ever encounter the Volturi again, voluntary or not, they can attack us. Of course, we can fight back, but if we are outnumbered then we are done for."
"Then why didn't Felix kill us?"
"He tried."
"How many Volturi even survived?" I tried to continue to listen in on the conversation, but the voices were all starting to sound the same. I was already drifting off into sleep.
"A lot of them."
"How many Cullens survived?"
"Most of us."