Chapter Thirteen

Days, weeks, months passed, and we still didn't have any idea why that little girl was slaughtered in my kitchen. Edward, who still felt guilty about the accident, never left my side. It was a little tiring, but he was worried about the baby and me. Things at school, as the months passed and I grew larger, got worse.

Charlotte wasn't talking to me. I had tried, days after I told her to get lost, to talk to her. She ignored me, staying clear of the Cullens and me. She was terrified. I didn't blame her. If I didn't know what happened I would have been afraid too. Damn it! I was afraid.

I hated mysteries, and this was the biggest one yet.

I couldn't, for the life of me figure this one out. Of course I wasn't aloud to worry about it, I was under Edward and Carlisle's continuous watch. I was being monitored nonstop. It wouldn't have been too bad, if I weren't out of the loop.

I knew the basic things.

Like how they had no leads. The only thing they could think of was a crazy person doing the deed. Alice had no pre-warned premonition. That's what really threw them for a loss.

I had my own… hunch. It was easy to see, even to me. It was a vampire. Who else could have killed an innocent little girl, and had no regret about it? And the only vampire that came to my mind was Victoria. It was for revenge. I think. We had killed her coven leader, and it angered her. She wanted to get us back.

When I told Edward he laughed it off, calling me a silly girl.

Right. I was the silly one.

So I was in my seventh month, my third trimester, the thirtieth week to be exact. A few weeks back I had been asked, by Carlisle, if I wanted to know the sex of the baby.

Edward wanted to know, badly, but I couldn't picture me knowing before I could actually hold him or her. So I refused, and sense Carlisle wouldn't go against my wishes, we didn't find out.

When Edward had asked me why I didn't want to know I answered in a joking voice, but I was really serious.

" Well, I just don't care what the baby is, as long as he or she's got ten toes and ten fingers." Edward rolled his eyes but agreed with me.

I had turned eighteen not long after I told everyone. My birthday went off without a hitch. There was a small get together that Rosalie and Esme put together for me.

Rosalie apologized to me, and asked if she could be godmother. I told her she'd have to duke it out with Alice.

Alice called regularly. Checking up on me and always wondering how baby Cullen was. She had also told me she wanted to be godmother. I told her the same thing I told Rosalie.

January brought new things to the table in the pregnancy. Around the second day of the month, Edward and I were lounging around the house, and suddenly he froze.

He turned his head slowly to me, looking at my baby bump.

" What is it?" I had asked. He put his finger on his mouth. He then moved his head down to my stomach and placed his ear on it.

" The baby can think!" He said in a hushed/shocked voice.

" What?!" I had screamed. " What's baby Cullen thinking, Edward?"

" Well… he- or she- is thinking about… us." He smiled up to me." He – or she- is extremely intelligent. Baby Cullen loves my voice, and loves your gentle heart."

" Incredible." I mused. We sat in silence then, Edward listening to the baby, and I playing with his hair.

We felt like a real family.

Everything was normal for some time in January. Then at the end of the month, things got a little weird. Not with the pregnancy, that was going smoothly, not it was a problem with large vampire coven. The Volturi. They were this big coven that basically ruled the vampires in the entire world. It was kind of overwhelming.

They had sent me a card, saying that they wanted to meet me when the baby was born. How they knew about the baby, and me for that matter was freaking me out.

" They know everything." Rosalie told me when I asked her. " They have scouts everywhere, looking for more powerful vampires to join them." She sounded disgusted.

" But I'm not a vampire, why do they want to meet me?"

" Bella, you're pregnant with a mind-reading vampires baby. Not only that, but you're that vampires Singer. It's unheard of for vampires to have a human mate, which lives after the… deed. It seems they're interested in you." She pauses, gauging my reaction. " And that's not a good thing, Bella."

Edward had gone ballistic. Grabbing random objects, like Emmett's new plasma screen TV, and throwing them all over the place.

I'd never seen him so out of control. It was a little scary, but when he was done he came into my arms and clung to me.

" I don't want you to get hurt Bella. You're my everything. I need you." He sobbed into my chest. It pained me to see him so distraught, so I promised him I'd never willingly go to Volterra.

Charlie had calmed down about my pregnancy. He even stuck up for me, and helped me through the torture of Renee yelling at me.

Renee had been furious, she hadn't talked to me since my birthday, back in September. She told me that she didn't want to be part of my life, if I was going to be so… immature. I was utterly surprised by her reaction. She'd always been so understanding of me.

Charlie had called her back up after she had hung up on me, and bitched her out. He called her childish and a bad mother for doing that to me. I'd never seen him so mean in my life.

Edward and I spent more time at Charlie's than we used to. We'd sit in the living room, watching sports with him, laughing with him. He was being great, the perfect father.

The first day of February we got a call from Alice. She told us she had a vision of the Volturi, coming to Forks to see me. She decided, well her and Jasper decided to come home.

I was finally happy, one hundred percent, when I saw my best friend, my sister, step off of the plane.

Okay, so it's only five pages long, but hey! I gave you a little more info on the… mystery that is the dead girl. Again, this was more of a reflection through times that I passed. Please stick with me a little longer, and it will get clearer. Really, I promise.