Chapter 15: Questions

Nessie's POV

Lots of questions were running rampant in my head. I kept wondering if my parents knew the truth of who I really was. Were my human father's parents vampires?

"Nessie are you okay?" mom asked noticing my concern.

"I'm okay mom. Or rather I will be okay," I breathed deeply.

Her eyebrows furrowed in worry. "Baby what's wrong?"

"Nothing really mom. Don't worry,"

"Renesmee Carlie C-"

"Okay mom fine you win," she smiled triumphantly.

"I just have lots of questions that's all,"

I was hoping that my mom would be satisfied with that question, but of course, she wasn't. I could tell just by the look that she was giving me.

"Questions about my past. I don't know if I should say this but I have strong suspicions that my father's parents may have been vampires-"

"Wait Nessie what are you saying?"

"Now that I remember everything about vampires their physical appearance would make sense," I began explaining. "Inhuman beauty, extremely pale ice cold skin. Why they never visited us in Hawaii. Their mysterious death which I'm now seriously questioning,"

I could feel the beginning of a headache coming on but whether that was because of my head injury or for simply wondering and thiking about things way to much right now was anyone's guess.

I rubbed my head which made my mom worry about me even more. "Honey are you okay? Do you need any medicine? I could call for the nurse and-"

"Mom its okay. You don't need to worry about me so much," I tried to state firmly.

"Excuse me young lady but I am your mother and I have always and will always worry about you. I just got you back after so many years of not knowing what had happened to you so of course I am going to worry!" mom scolded.

"Okay mom I get it. I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't worry Nessie you're forgiven," mom smiled.

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"Where is everyone else?" It had just occurred to me that none of my family had come to even check on me yet. I wondered what they were doing.

"Don't worry honey they'll be here soon enough. Your father already told them that you remembered everything. Trust me once they see you they won't leave you alone for a really long time. So if I were you I would cherish the peace I have right now," she laughed.

"What about my brother and sister? What is going on with them?" I asked as I suddenly recalled the horrors of what happened. I shivered at the memory alone.

Mom grimaced. Not a very encouraging sign. "Your sister survived. She is recovering in the other room. She was bitten but your grandfather was able to suck the venom out of her system before anything could happen. As for your baby brother well..." mom trailed off.

"Well what?" I asked. "Come on mom please tell me the truth. I'm going crazy here!" I shouted and immediately apologized when she glared at me.

"The Volturi still have him. We have no idea why they want him?"

I instantly remember how the girl, who I now remembered was Jane, tried to use her power on baby brother. How she not only failed, but how her power seemed to be used against her. It suddenly hit me at full force.

"Deflection," I muttered to myself while temporarily forgetting that my mother could hear me.

"What?" mom asked.

"Of course!"

"I don't understand Nessie what are you talking about?" mom asked sounding very confused.

"Deflection. Jane used her power on all of us except when she tried to use it on Nathan it didn't work. Not only that but it seemed to rebound back to her and hit her instead," I explained hoping that my explanations would make an ounce of sense.

"He used her own power against her," It wasn't a question. "Now what your father has been telling me makes sense,"

I tried to make sense of what she was saying but I couldn't. I wasn't beyond confused.

"I'm confused," I admitted out loud.

"Your dad has only told me this but he's been saying that your brother is actually reading his mind rather then the other way around. At times he seems to block your father and other times your dad can read his mind just find,"

"So my little brother is gifted?" that was the only conclusion that my mind could come to.

Mom nodded in agreement. "I think his gift is that he could use other people's gifts, mind based gifts anyway, against them. And maybe even block mind based attacks completely if he learned to control it," mom explained.

Before I could say another word my phone rang. I retrieved from where it had been placed on the nightstand. I was surprised to see that it was my private investigator again. I hadn't expected to hear from him this soon.

"Nessie," he said.

"Yes?"

"Glad you finally answered. I've been trying to get ahold of you for hours. Your grandfather Charlie is wondering if you were able to meet him on Christmas Day? He says seeing you again would be the best Christmas present ever,"

"Tell him yes that day works," I said excitedly. Mom looked nervous for some reason.

"Okay but I also have more news to tell you," he began. "About who kidnapped you,"

"Okay," I gulped a bit nervous to finally find out the truth.

"It took quite a bit of digging but I believe that you were part of a major child trafficking ring. These people go all over the world kidnapping babies and young children and sell them to prospective buyers. Some of these buyers just want to raise kids, such as yours did, and other times they're used for more heinous crimes like child pornography. Most of the kids that were in child pornography ended up being sex trafficked later on in life,"

"So why hasn't anything been done about this?" I asked, horrified by what I was hearing.

"The FBI tried to track these people down years ago but due to numerous budget slashes they were forced to give up. They didn't want to but they didn't have a choice,"

"Look I have to go but thanks for calling and telling me all of this," I said.

"Always Nessie," was the last thing he said before the line went dead.

Just as I was about to say something the rest of my family suddenly walked in the room.

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