Chapter 1

The Last Memory

We enjoy warmth because we have been cold.
We appreciate light because we have been in darkness.
By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.
-David Weatherford

"Nessie? Bella?" Alice Called, "Where are you?" Of course she knew exactly where we were, but was pretending not to for Renesmees' sake.

Renesmee was officially a year old, she could pass for a five year old though. She loved to play Hide-and-Seek; especially with Alice. Alice always let her win. Today she wanted me to play to. How could I resist? Right now we were hiding behind Edwards Grand Piano. I know, not the best spot but Renesmee picked it out. Sometimes her intelligent side would show but other times she just acted her age.

She giggled her bell laugh as Alice walked by still calling her name.

"Shh you silly girl" I whispered in her ear. Her bronze colored ringlets surrounded my face in a crumpled mess.

"I hear someone giggling" Alice sang and Renesmee looked at me with wide child like eyes. I loved her so much!

Alice walked by again and Renesmee laughed again. This time Alice stopped and looked around. "Where are they" She said to no one in particular, raising her arms in a shrugging motion.

"I give up" As soon as Alice Said that Renesmee jumped out of my arms and ran – pretty fast I might add- into Alice. She wrapped her arms around Alices' legs and looked up at her.

'I'm Right here" Renesmee said. You could hear the smile she had on in her voice. She tugged on the end of Alice's shirt. When Alice didn't acknowledge her, she looked at me questionably. I looked at Alice, She was looking straight ahead, her eyes dilated and she didn't seem to be looking at anything, she seemed to be looking through everything. She was having a vision.

In less than half a second, I had picked up Renesmee holding her away from Alice, making sure she wouldn't try to see what Alice was seeing.

Renesmee could do that. If she concentrated hard enough then while telling someone something she could also see what they were thinking, she had tested it on me with Edward a bunch of times, but she got tiered easy. It was like her power in reverse. "Edward" I called: He and the rest of the family were out hunting. But we had such a strong connection, that he could hear me almost a state away.

I ran outside to the edge of the woods. Renesmee put her hand to my face curious about why I was calling daddy

"I want to talk to him" I tried to smile so she wouldn't get worried. Where was Alice, she hadn't snapped out of her vision yet and I wondered why; they had never been this long before.

"Edwa-"Renesmee was suddenly snatched out of my hands. She screamed a scream that broke my heart. I tried to turn around but my arms were in a massive lock. Someone was holding them. Crushing them against my back, enough that it hurt.

"Mommy!"

Everything went black, I couldn't see hear, or feel anything. My body was becoming all numb.

"Renesmee" I screamed dry sobbing couldn't hear the voice that came out of my mouth. "Edward" I tried. My body felt broke. Then I was falling. I was gone, lost in the never ending abyss of black.

The Awakening

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
-Kahlil Gibran

Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep…

The high pitch beeping sound was loud near my left ear. It reminded me of all the times I had ended up in the hospital while human. Someone's hand squeezed mine. It was warm and I automatically knew it was Renesmees'… she was ok. I internally sighed in relief.

I was so at peace just lying here, with my eyes closed and Renesmees' hand in mine. I don't remember anything though. How I got here, what happened, and what is that beeping noise?

It's probably just one on Nessie's new toys she got. Alice, Rosalie, and even Esme spoiled her rotten! I felt the blanket slung over me rustle. Edward must be near.

"Edward, can you turn…" I stopped by the sound of my voice. It was something I hadn't heard in over a year. Groggy like I had just woken up with a bad cold.

"Bella?" It wasn't Edward's voice and my eyes flew open. Everything was blurry and bright. Nothing was clear; I couldn't see the specks of dust that polluted the air, or each individual molecule of paint on the white wall in front of me. Wait White? Our room's wall was light yellow.

I frantically looked around the room. The beeping was getting louder and faster. My eyes cleared up to reveal the all too familiar white on white hospital room. Charlie was sitting at the edge of the hospital bed; he was the one holding my hand.

The erratic beeping was the only sound I heard. Everything was fuzzy. My father's frantic face looking delighted and worried. His mouth was moving but I couldn't hear a word he was saying. The only noise I couldn't block out was the non-stop beeping coming from the heart monitor. I just stared. Watched the little red line jump into a mountain of reality. No! No! I couldn't believe it. I'm' dreaming! Then everything rushed back to me. All my sound, hearing, smell, and touch. They came back as my sanity left.

I started screaming. Tears gushed over my eyes. No! Tears?! No!

"Edward!" Nurses quickly filled the room. I tried to tear out all the needles and tubes that were on and in me.

"Renesmee!" The nurses were now trying to hold me down. I struggled kicking and flailing my arms.

"Jacob!" Thick leather bound straps -which I didn't even know were there- were flung across my chest, pushing into my breast.

"Alice!" Another cold hard leather strap now across my thighs.

"Emmet!" Pressure on my right arm. There pushing it down.

"Rosalie!" A smaller strap around my right wrist.

"Jasper!" Same pressure now on my left hand.

"Esme!" Left wrist covered.

"Carlisle…" my last name was barley a whisper and the last leather strap strung across my feet.

I man walked to the foot of my bed just as I was about to start screaming again.

"If you don't be quiet were going to have to give you some sleep medication. It should knock you out until you feel better, and well enough to be awake." The man said.

"But you can't knock her out she just woke up." Charlie complained. I forgot he was there until he spoke.

"Well I'm sorry sir but rules are rules. I'm just following procedures."

"Do you know how long I have been sitting here wishing, praying asking myself what I did wrong? How long I hoped she would wake from the coma? Four years! Four years! And now you're telling me you might have to knock her out." Charlie spat.

Four years? A coma?

"I see that it must be very difficult for you sir-"

"If you see my point of view then you would get the hell away from me, and my daughter."

"I'm going to get the doctor sir. Then I will be back." The man left the room.

Charlie came and sat next to me again. He grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes.

"I'm so sorry Bella" Sorry? For what?

"Sorry?"

"I don't suppose you remember anything. Hmmm…" Charlie looked down at the floor.

"What are you talking about dad?" The heart monitor started to pick up speed.

"Shh shh calm down." I think he was instructing my heart but he looked at me when he talked. "Bella do you remember coming to forks?"

"Yes how could I forget?"

"Do you remember what happened after you got off the plane. Ahh why am I even asking of course you don't." And the truth was. Until this moment I wasn't sure what had happened to my life. Nothing made any sense to me. Four years ago. That was the year I arrived in Forks.

Charlie continued. "When you got off the plane, you were walking down the steps, it was wet and I knew you were clumsy, but I never thought." He winced and I could see that he was re-living the day.

"Wh-what…" I couldn't finish. I felt myself slipping away from reality. I could literally count down the seconds. 10…

"Bella when you stepped off that plane you slipped and fell down thirty six metal steps." 9…

"You hit your head on almost everyone." 8…

"Two steps from the ground your foot got caught causing your body to fall forward." 7…

"You hit your head on the cement ground, at ten miles per-hour."6…

"Well that's what the doctors said."5…

"In other words the impact was deadly."4…

"All the doctors were surprised you were still breathing."3…

"They air lifted you to Seattle."2…

"Bella" he stopped. 1…

"You've been in a coma for the last four years" 0… Then I heard the Flatlining.

Life is pleasant.
Death is peaceful.
It's the transition that's troublesome
-Jimi Hendrix