Edward POV
I couldn't believe it. Other than Bella, I had always been able to read everyone's mind. Now this Stephenie lady came. I didn't know how or why she was here. Or how she knew me and Renesmee. She had even called her Nessie, which only my family and Jacob called her. And she had claimed that she had created us...but that was impossible. Carlisle had created us. She had also been unusually happy when I mentioned her coming to our home. I couldn't understand it, and I was hoping Carlisle could. Maybe he knew her from the hospital and had mentioned us to her?
When we arrived at the house, she gasped. Jacob and Nessie were sitting on the front porch, and she ran and hugged both of them. Nessie smiled politely at her, and in her mind she said, Daddy, who is this lady?
Meanwhile, Jacob looked at me and thought, Woah, who is she? Is this the lady in Alice's vision? Does she know what you are?
I actually didn't know if she knew. I didn't want anyone to mention it though, just in case. When she released Nessie and Jacob, they both ran to find the other pack members.
I led Stephenie to Carlisle's office, ignoring the strange looks by my assorted family members. Esme looked concerned, Alice looked excited, while Rosalie just glared daggers at me. Stephenie greeted each by name, which caused more surprise. I quietly led her into the office, where Carlisle was reading. He glanced up as we approached.
"Hello, Carlisle," Stephenie greeted. You could tell by her tone that she obviously had a lot of respect for him.
He nodded back politely. Does she know? he asked before anything else. I shrugged quickly so she wouldn't see.
He looked up at her. "Who are you?" he asked.
She looked down. "Stephenie Meyer."
"Why are you here?"
"I don't know," she said. "See, in my world, all you are just a story. A story that I wrote."