It was then that Alice's head snapped up. All traces of shock had left her face. It was replaced by pride/happiness/joy. I could only guess that she was already planning wedding decorations. I saw her face light up as she imagined different colour themes.

"Renesmee," she said. Alice rarely used the name I had thought up. "I am so happy for you."

Nessie's face was still pale, and she shook her head. I repeated my question; "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what to say." She said timidly.

"Yes," Alice chimed in her angelic voice. "Unless of course you don't want to," she frowned, contemplating this, before turning to me. "Surely, her mind is already made up. They're meant for each other, aren't they?"

"Yes, but there are bound to be some difficulties. Nessie, honey, what ever you say, you'll still both be happy. It's meant to be." I said. I was still trying to make sense of the situation, when a motherly instinct kicked in.

"But, this whole perfect thing… I love him, but I feel like I'm being pushed. His mind is made up by fate, but I can choose for myself."

"You won't deprive me of a wedding, Ness?"

"No, Alice. I want this. But just the fact that I'm being forced to have this life makes me not want it." She looked at her hands, which were clasped together on her knees.

"Look honey. The fact that you are having these thoughts means that you do have a choice. But you will make the right choice, no matter what you do." I said. I knew how she felt. I never had a choice with Jacob either.

"I'll say yes. Should I?"

"Do what you feel like honey."

"I don't want to. I want you to tell me." She turned to Alice. "Tell me what to do, Alice."

"I can't. You have to decide."

"What will dad think?" she pondered aloud.

"Oh dear." Alice said. "You haven't yet decided weather to tell him, but if you do, he's not too happy about it."

"Oh no." Nessie said. "Oh no."

"Edward will freak." I said. Not only was I stating the obvious, but I wasn't making Nessie feel any better. "I mean…" I hesitated. "He'll come around."

We all sensed them at the door. Edward and Jasper walked in. Alice managed to keep her thoughts on something else, but Renesmee was in a bit of a state. His face turned pale and a small growl came from inside his chest.

"We'll be off now." Alice said hurriedly.

"Are you sure we shouldn't stay?" asked Jasper, aware that the situation may get quite heated.

"No. Let's go." Alice was out of her seat and pushing Jasper out of the door. He sensed her determination and knew he wouldn't win.

After the door shut, Edward growled. "Did I hear correctly?"

"Erm, yes." Nessie was very timid.

"Edward, maybe we should talk alone. Without Nessie." I said, as calmly as I could.

"Ok, Bella. As long as she stays here, and that she doesn't leave." He said through gritted teeth. He pointed to the kitchen. Leaving Nessie behind, we walked swiftly there. Well, he walked swiftly, and I walked as slow as I could, trying to calm him down by stalling. It only made him worse.

"Edward-"

"Is it true?"

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Is she going to say yes?"

"Well, she loves him."

"I know, but would she go to such measures? Just to prove her love for him."

"I thought you'd made friends with Jacob. Even after all that… unpleasantness." I said, and it hurt for me to remember. "And besides, we did it."

"What?"

"Got married." I said, not quite understanding. "That's what their going to do."

"That's not what she was thinking…" he said. He looked confused too.

"What? What could she be thinking that was so bad?"

"He asked her to go away with him. To the other side of the world. Didn't you know?"

"No. This can't be true. He asked her to marry him…" I was confused. Why didn't she tell me?

Renesmee appeared at the door. "He asked me both."

"What?" was the response from me and Edward.

"To marry him… and to go away." She said.

"And you didn't answer either?" Edward asked.

"No."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, hurt.

"I didn't think you'd like it. So I thought I'd just say no, and you'd never have to deal with the guilt."

"The guilt of what? Not giving you away, never to see you again?"

"No. The guilt of upsetting Jacob. He really wanted to go. I don't know why."

"We'll have to speak to him." I said. "Your going to say yes to the proposal, I presume?"

"Yes, if that's ok with you dad." She smiled weakly. "Is is?"

He looked very determined, as if the answer in his head would not change, ever.

"Well, Edward, is it ok?" I asked. I honestly couldn't tell.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Jacob came tumbling through our tiny kitchen window, his face covered in blood.