My eyes snap open as I hear Renesmee whine loudly.

I sit up sharply and see her fists squeezing desperately on a rock, her forehead creasing with effort.

There is a pile of rocks, or more like a pile of dust, sitting next to her.

"She is trying to crush the rock into powder, as I demonstrated." Rosalie says, leaning on the door frame and nodding toward the pile of dust, a far away look on her face.

"Right, I knew that." I murmured quietly to myself.

Renesmee whined again, reaching toward me.

I strode toward her, and scooped her up.

Wow, she was growing.

"What's wrong, Nessie?" I asked, even though I knew.

She put a warm hand to my neck. She showed Rosalie crushing a rock into powder. She took her hand off my neck and demonstrated what she could do.

She took the rook and squeezed with all the effort possible, but it only made a small imprint, like pressing into hard clay.

I smiled and took the rock from her hands.

I gently squeezed down.

Nothing happened.

I used more force this time, putting as much effort as I could, but I only made a small imprint, exactly like Renesmee.

I couldn't believe this! I couldn't even crush a rock, like the leeches?

Renesmee clapped with joy, glad that she wasn't the only one who couldn't do it.

I smiled, glad she was happy.

Edward and Alice walked in.

The tension in the air was suddenly like static.

I looked to Edward, his eyes hallow and lost.

I knew immediately something horrible was coming.

I handed Renesmee to Rosalie, and stepped toward Edward.

"They are coming." he and Alice said simultaneously, sounding scary.

"Who's coming?"

"The Volturi. All of them."

"What? Why?" I asked almost shouting.

"They are coming... to destroy us." Edward whispered, quietly so Renesmee couldn't hear.

"What!?"

"Irina, the vampire we encountered she told the Volturi that Renesmee was a vampire child. Which, of course, is a law that, if broken, is unforgivable."

"Why did she do that? What did we do?"

"She had had a grudge against us since Sam's pack had killed Laurent, and since we didn't give her permission to take her revenge, she has been looking for something to use against us, and when this came up, she took the chance."

I took all of that in, trying to make sense of it all.

How are we going to stop the Italian leeches from killing everyone?

"We don't know yet." Edward whispered.

"When are they coming?"

"As soon as the snow sticks to the ground." Alice said, her eyes far away. I could tell she was trying to see if there was any hope for us at all.

I looked at Renesmee, knowing that if a battle had to take place, and we were going to lose, than I was going to escape with her.

I wouldn't let anything happen to her, I wouldn't care if everyone else was fighting to their deaths, all that matters is Renesmee stays safe. Nothing can happen to her.

But that's an extreme plan, an emergency plan.

But I will stick to running away until someone comes up with an idea.

And they better do it fast.