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ALICE

The seven of us were surrounded by crying family members of Bella. The church was rather full – Bella had made a lot of friends in her lifetime.

I held Edward's hand as the priest began to speak. They were meaningless words; there was nothing personal about anything he said. Just a voice talking about someone he didn't even know. I could hear the sobs coming from a 73 year old John.

It was 45 years later, and he still loved Bella with all his heart.

Just like Edward.

xxx

When we got the news that Bella had passed, it shocked us all, even though we had all seen this coming. She had stayed human, death was inevitable.

All of us were residing in Oregon - Edward had come back to us a few years earlier - when Carlisle came home with a somber look on his face.

I heard a moan, and then sobs coming from Edward's room and knew immediately what was wrong. Carlisle gathered us all around the living room table and calmly explained what he had learned.

Bella had passed in her sleep at the age of 72.

It was painless, it was peaceful, it was tragic.

"Oh God," Esme breathed, her face falling into her hands. Carlisle leaned over to wrap his arms around her, but his expression was miles away.

I fell into Jasper's chest sobbing, as Rosalie and Emmett leaned on each other for support.

Edward was still in his room, sobbing loudly for his lost love.

A loud wail from Bella's daughter, Allison, took me out of my thoughts of what had occurred in the Cullen house two days ago.

Allison's 15 year old daughter hugged her crying mother, while she cried herself.

Bella was a grandmother, I though happily, despite the circumstances. She had really did create a beautiful life for herself.

I looked at 50 year old Anthony, crying for his mother. The last time I saw him he was 5 years old, shopping for shoes with his mom. Telling her stories and surrounded by innocence.

Now he had lost his mother, the woman who raised him with love and care; his innocence was gone.

So much has changed in such a short period of time. Anthony now had a wife and a 17 year old son who was crying for his grandma as well.

It seemed like everyone was crying. I looked around and realized that that statement was true. Even us vampires were sobbing loudly.

The ceremony didn't last long, and once it was over everyone stepped outside. As we made our way, we witnessed a distraught looking Anthony help his sobbing father, John, into the limousine. Every single person here was surrounded by sadness.

This day would haunt us all.

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Jasper took my hand and led her me to the car. The burial would have been too difficult for us to attend, so instead we decided to head back to the hotel and go to her gravesite tomorrow.

Carlisle had made of all these decisions for the family. The rest of us were just going through the motions, unable to make clear decisions.

I looked over at Jasper while we were driving. He must be in so much pain. He could barely hide the look of misery on his face. These past couple of days, Edward's pain has brought him to his knees on more than one occasion.

I tried to keep my emotions at a minimum, so he wouldn't have to suffer any more then he already is. But it was extremely difficult. Bella was my best friend.

She was such a true part of our family, and it was just so hard to comprehend that she was gone. She had such a beautiful heart and spirit. Never judging us, or anyone around her for that matter. She stayed loyal to us and never gave anyone a reason to doubt her. She was a wonderful sister to me. And I knew that the fact that she made me happy would make Jasper eternally grateful for her.

But now she was gone, no longer walking this earth, or taking care of her family. Jasper told me that her husband's emotions at the funeral rivaled even Edward's. John was absolutely heartbroken. He had lost the love of his life and simply didn't know how to go on. He loved Bella was everything he had. It was overwhelming.

Poor Anthony and Allison must have felt so lost and distraught, and I saw them having to lean on each other for support. Though I don't have any memory of my mother, just the thought of losing Esme was enough pain to leave me breathless.

And her grandchildren, though they were only teenagers, were just as sad to see their grandmother go. It was clear that Bella had made a special bond with each and every one of them.

The atmosphere was so tense with all of us grieving. Edward was suffering so much, and there was nothing he could do to hide it.

During the entire drive back to the hotel, no one dared mutter a word.

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Edward leaned on Esme while we walked through the lobby. Rosalie was shaking as we stepped into the elevator, and as soon as the doors closed, she collapsed into Emmett's arms, muttering, "Why?" over and over again.

Rose cared for Bella, she just never let her know it.

Bella brought something so special into all of our lives; it was the one thing that Rose wanted the most: humanity.

Bella's death was affecting every single one of us. And I honestly don't know how we are going to recover from this.

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When we walked through the door of our large hotel suite, we were all unsure of where to go from here.

Rose and Emmett were the first to move from the doorway as they sat together on the couch in the main room, embraced in each other's arms, crying with grief for our lost Bella.

Jasper and I then slowly moved to sit on the loveseat, and he gathered my sobbing form into his arms.

Edward was still leaning on Esme, him not having said a word in two days.

Esme led him to the couch opposite Rose and Em, and sat them down together, Carlisle slowly traveling behind them. She wrapped her arms around her first son and rocked him as he sobbed into her chest.

I watched as Esme sent a grateful glance to Carlisle as he laid a comforting hand on her shoulder.

We all knew how difficult this was for her. She had lost another child.

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That night we all stayed together in the main room.

No one said anything.

We were all lost in our thoughts of Bella. Individually, we were all falling apart, and we needed to stay in each other's presence and grieve together to make sure that we stayed together as a family.

I'm not sure why, but I started to relive my time with Bella in my own head. I went back to every moment.

I went through every single thing we said to each other. How she would huff and puff when I tried to buy her something, or dress her in something that I knew she would love.

I remembered how she made Edward smile. A real, true smile. She gave him the gift of love, and showed him how much more there was to life. She brought him happiness and smiles. She showed him everything he was missing.

Every one of us would be always be thankful for her. For giving us all true acceptance and love. Bella was just such an angel.

An angel…

Now she really is an angel, in the truest sense of the word. She would be one forever. She could now watch over her children and grandchildren, and keep everyone safe.

And maybe, just maybe, she would do us the honor of watching over the vampire family who will never, ever forget her.

xxx

The seven of us stood in front of the grave of our lost family member, each of us shaking with sobs. Edward was on his knees in front of the grave, his face showing only misery and anguish. I didn't even want to think about what this was like for him.

I stared at the stone that now represented Bella. This was all that was left of her.

Isabella Marie Swan Collins

Loving wife, mother and friend

Say not in grief: "She is no more," but live in thankfulness that she was

As we all looked down at the words that would stay with us forever, Edward spoke for the first time in 72 hours.

"Bella, my sweet, beautiful Bella. I am so sorry. I love you, I've always loved you," he moaned.

His words came out in a harsh whisper, filled with regret and anguish. As I looked at my broken brother with sad eyes I realized that there really was no moving past this. Bella had such a deep and irreversible impact on our lives. She would always be the missing piece to our family. One that we could never get back.

As we all stared at the grave while lost in our grief, Edward suddenly stood up, and ran.

He was gone as fast as lightening, running through the forest with wild abandon.

Emmett and Jasper were a second away from chasing him down when Carlisle gave us all a stern look.

"You are not to go after him. He needs his time to grieve, and we all know Edward, he needs to grieve alone," he stated. None of us contradicted him, for we knew he was right.

Edward was the most independent of us all, and he would need to get through this without the entire family breathing down his neck.

And then the vision came, hitting me with such force I was rendered immobile.

Volterra would see clear skies tomorrow.

xxx

Okay, so I had originally planned this as a oneshot. But a reviewer gave me the idea to add what happens down the road, when Bella dies.

I hope you all enjoyed it, please let me know what you think.