Jacob's POV

Renesmee clung to my fur as I bolted through the thick forest, the trees blurred into green streaks. Images flashed around my mind, Renesmee had chosen to share her every thought with me at this moment and I could see every once of her pain. It was killing me inside.

It was mainly recurring images. Alice's face appeared many times, Renesmee missing her, wishing she was here to tell her everything was alright. Blondie and the Doctor…Emmett and Jasper. Her daddy. But Bella appeared the most, returning every few seconds with questions being thrown at me through Renesmee's tactile thought projection. I wish I could stop and tell her that her mommy would be fine, even though I knew I could lying to her. Bella could be dead by now. But I couldn't stop and explain. One because I'd be naked in my human form and…we had to get as far away as possible. Maybe even track down pixie Alice and the blond-scarred Jasper.

I finally reached a clearing, deep within the woods, probably approaching the border to another state. Possibly even the Canadian border…

I would do whatever it took to keep Nessie safe.

"Jake, can't we stop?" She pleaded in her angelically soft, but demanding voice.

I could her the mature undertone of her voice and the seriousness. She wanted to talk now. I slowed to a walk and grunted, nodding my head. She patted the nape of my neck and I halted. Nessie jumped lightly from my back and walked up straight to my nose. I could definitely see her features maturing now. Her bronze, curly hair shone in the light that also refracted off the ice crystals of snow we trod through and her chocolate eyes were watering with tears. My heart rate spiked and I felt sick. Why did she have to suffer! Why did the Volturi have to threaten her safety and everyone she loved? Why did they make her unhappy! Why did they want to kill the most beautiful girl in the mortal and immortal world. Why did they have to punish the innocent angel? My angel.

I realised I was snarling under my breath and softened my expression. Nessie walked, with stunning grace, towards me and put her small hand to my fuzzy, russet face.

One image froze in my mind.

It was Bella's immortally beautiful face staring lovingly and pained, probably at Nessie. It was her last memory of her mom. Bella's amber eyes were soft and reassuring but hardened with agony and anger.

"Will I see her again Jacob?" Nessie whispered sadly.

I wanted to say yes…I wanted so bad to bend the laws of fate and control it, make it obey me and turn out how I wanted it for my beloved little Nessie. But I couldn't. And I was almost certain, no matter how much it made my heartstrings contract, it wouldn't end well for Bells.

Bella's POV

The snowy battle ground fell silent. All the vampires around me were missing an appendage or broken completely. I'd lost a finger. Edward didn't let them get any closer before he tore off their head. It was as painful as James stepping on my leg, one of my sharpest memories.

All around me, pieces. I didn't know what belonged to who. But one side had one. And as I looked around to Jasper who still snarled under his breath, I knew it was us. Aro, the Volturi leader was strewn across the snowy ground. His arms completely lost.

He was one of few survivors of the Volturi.

"We shall withdraw." He said in a feral hiss, backing, almost running away.

Following him, Marcus and the Volturi witnesses who refrained from fighting, the wives and their body guards and a few Volturi guard I didn't recognise. Alec, Caius and Jane had been finished as far as I knew. Excellent.

But my side wasn't free of casualties I thought, as the Volturi survivors retreated. Alice was reattaching her right hand, Edward was helping Tanya with her shoulder that was missing and Esme was putting Carlisle back together, teeth gritted. Emmett and Jasper were unscathed apart from numerous bite marks which just added to Jasper's collection. I hadn't seen Rosalie…