Hello. . .

Sorry for not posting last week!

Also, this chapter is, well, basically one long conversation, but it should explain a couple of things and there will be more action in the next chapter!

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-Emma

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is simply a way for a fan to prolong the enjoyment of one of their favorite books!

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A list of things I like:

Strawberries.

Crime-shows

Sunflowers

Chocolate. Any kind.

Spring days, when the timid sun streaks warm your skin after the cold winter.

Books. Stories make me happy.

My family and friends.

A list of things i dislike:

Tom and Jerry ( one of them should have died by now)

Spiders

bread

lies

destruction

stories with a bad ending

A list of things I never thought I would do:

go up against the king of the vampire world

Hide a criminal in my house

x.x.x.x

What was I thinking? That my family would be happy? Of course not. I was endangering them, endangering everyone I loved.

Jacob was furious.

Mom was relieved.

Daddy was surprised.

Grandma and Grandpa were worried, but kind.

Aunt Rosalie was helpful.

Uncle Emmett was extremely unhelpful.

Uncle Jasper was glad the tension was off.

Aunty Alice was enthusiastic because she couldn't foresee any complications with the wedding anymore.

That thought almost made me feel a little guilty, because, in Alice's eyes, we would be ruining the wedding.

I sighed.

She wasn't going to talk to me forever.

"Renesmee?"Daddy had asked. "What exactly do you want to do?"

"He could stay here." I had said. "With us. They wouldn't come looking here, because they know we wouldn't help a member of the guard."

Jacob had been livid. "There is no way in hell!" He had yelled. "He is not staying! Edward, we are all in danger here! "

"They don't know he's here." Daddy had said.

"Are you forgetting the entire stupid guard with their powers! What about that tracker vampire you were so worried about when the Volturi were coming here! What about all the others! Do you think the vampire dictators will look kindly on us hiding a criminal!"

He's not a criminal." I had said quietly.

All eyes turned to me, even Nahuel who had so far been listening to us argue silently.

"All he did was leave the guard." I said. "And you join them voluntarily, right? So how is he a criminal.?"

I had frowned. "Why are they even chasing him?"

"Because, Renesmee, " Nahuel had spoken coolly. "The Volturi don't play by their own rules."

He paused for a moment.

"And I know things, that it is certainly worth to kill for."

"Like what?" Daddy had said in a dangerous sounding tone.

Nahuel shrugged nonchalantly. "If I told you they wouldn't be secrets."

Secrets. . .
"Dam it!"" Jacob had yelled, infuriated. "What the hell!"

"Jake," Mom had said wearily, but he hadn't even paused to look at her.

"You have no fucking choice you idiot bloodsucker! Do you even realize what we are risking only by talking to you!"

"Stop yelling Jacob." Daddy had said sternly, but you can't really interrupt a werewolf in a temper tantrum. I had learned that long ago , werewolf's definitely had a temper, especially concerning the safety of their loved ones.

"They don't care if you haven't done anything, or even if we haven't done anything! They want him dead! That means, sooner or later, he's going to die! And if we help him, we die to!"

Why couldn't he just stop?

"They wanted to kill me." I had said quietly.

"What?" He had paused to look at me and I had felt relieved to stop his anger.
"They wanted to kill me to, and I didn't die. " I had said, gaining confidence. "I'm still alive."

Jacob had been silent for a moment and it had hurt my heart to see him so upset, especially because his concerns were quite real and valid too.

"Nessie. . ." He had seemed at loss for words.

"What if our friends hadn't come to help us then?" I had continued. "They could have died to."

"That was different." Jacob had said softly and stopped pacing to sit down on the couch beside me.

"No Jacob." I had said. "It wasn't different. They helped us. Nahuel helped us. He was the one who saved us. And now we have to save him."

In conclusion: We had a refugee in our house.

It wasn't that big of a deal in the end, at least to me.

We had extra room in the cottage and that was were I insisted he stay.

Of course, there were still a few questions to be answered.

How had Chelsea died?

Why did the Volturi think Nahuel was at the other side of the world?

And most importantly to me, what had happened to Huilen, the soft spoken vampire who had been with Nahuel and had helped save me?"

"She is dead." Nahuel had said.

No.

We had stayed up that night talking, listening to Nahuel talk.

I had been shocked."What happened" I had asked and reached across the table to pat Nahuel's shoulder in shocked sympathy.

Next to me Jacob had growled and I had thrown him a dirty look.

"I don't know." Nahuel had said and he had looked decisively grieved. And terrified.

"I was out hunting alone, when I recognized her scent- and the scent of others I didn't know."

He had continued, looking shaken. " I followed the scent, and I came upon a clearing in the woods. The grass was burnt down and ashes littered the forest floor."

He had continued so quickly it sounded like he was trying to run away from the words.

"Her necklace, that she had told me was from her mother, lay melted together in the ashes." He had shaken his head, as if to clear way the memory.

"It smelled like her. All of it. Someone had come and torn her apart and burnt her."

Oh. Dead and burned.

"I didn't recognize the scent." Nahuel had said, sounding much more composed. "I followed them, out on revenge, not thinking clearly. I lost their scents though after a while. I went back home, and that was when I killed Joham."

"Why?" I had managed to ask.

"Huilen was the only real family I ever had. But it shouldn't have been that way. Why wasn't Joham the father to me he should have been? After Huilen's death, I was all alone, and it was his fault. I was overcome by rage about Huilens's death and I needed someone to pay." He had lowered his head.

"Even though it wasn't technically his fault."

He had paused.

"I regret it."

Yes, he regretted it. It tore me up. The pain in his eyes. I hated pain. Hated it.

"That's how I ended up in Italy." He had continued, oblivious to the fact that I was choking down tears across of him. Or maybe choosing to ignore.

"I didn't even know what I was doing." he had said. "I was tearing up villages- but you already know this."

He had looked up and directly into my eyes. " Renesmee Cullen, you should count yourself lucky to have such a family and friend, who love and wish to protect you so much."

He had sighed.

"How I wish."

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"I was out of the city, hunting. I was alone and I had just found a couple of hikers in the woods."

It had kind of hit me like a shock: Nahuel was of course not "vegetarian".

He had continued. "I was about to advance, when suddenly I stopped. It felt like my head was being torn apart. My heart hurt so bad, I started screaming uncontrollably. The humans ran and I was so overcome by emotional distress, I couldn't follow, I couldn't even think. That was the moment Chelsea was dead I think. I could feel all the bonds, placed and strengthened so carefully across my heart tear loose. When I realized what had happened, I ran. I didn't even know where I was going, I just had to get away. I swam across the ocean to China in a fit. I thought, maybe, somewhere so far away, I could build up a new life for myself. I did not anticipate that they would chase me."

He had shaken his head at his own stupidity. "I should have. When they came, they started tracking me and trying to kill me, I realized immediately, after all I had worked for them, I knew their tactics. So once again, I left. I came here, to America, to you. . . Even though I knew I would be endangering you, but. . .The only connection I had left to anyone in the world, I felt, was Renesmee, because, she is the only other of my kind." He had smiled. " I feel somewhat connected to her."

Jacob had let lose a threatening growl.

Nahuel had smiled and held up his hands in surrender.

"Peace. I did not mean it in that way. Everyone can see the unbreakable bond between the two of you."

I had smiled at Jacob and he had reluctantly smiled back at me, although he still looked somewhat guarded.

"That was Alice's vision." Mom interrupted. "She saw him coming, with the Volturi following slowly and thought, because of the cloak and terror she felt at the vision, that he was leading them to battle against us."

"Exactly." Alice had said cheerfully. "So while me and Edward stayed behind to protect Renesmee-"

Yeah, right." I had muttered.

Aunty Alice threw me a look. "And the others went out to try to stop them from reaching us, before we could get Renesmee out of the country and to safety.

But when they found Nahuel, he explained, and they decide to believe him. They called me to let me know their plan to lead the Volturi of their tracks, but I didn't foresee it working, I foresaw them showing up at the wedding and after a messy fight taking Nahuel prisoner and killing many humans as they had been witnesses. I foresaw them ruining my wedding! The beautiful wedding! And I may have freaked out a little." She had grinned.

"A little!" I had snorted and aunt Rosalie had giggled.

Aunt Alice had rolled her eyes. "I am sorry for scaring you, Renesmee. Anyways, they decided to go through with the plan anyways, and with a few changes they and it worked! The Volturi currently place Nahuel somewhere in Australia."

"How?" Jacob asked, sounding slightly fascinated.

"That's the amazing part." Mom had said. "Demetri, the tracker, had been leading the group and was so far ahead, we manged to catch up with him with him. And then-" She had paused.

"Me and Nahuel put our gifts to together to manipulate his memory and his tracking sense."

Say what now?

"You mean. . ." Jacob looked as if he didn't quite believe it. " How is that even possible? Can you just do that?"

I hadn't quite understood."Like how?" I had asked. "Nahuel, I didn't even know you had a gift. What is your gift?"

"Ah, Renesmee, let me explain." The answer had come. " My talent is actually quite similar to yours. I think it would best describe it as hypnotic vision."

Hypnotic vision?

"Explain." I had demanded.

"When I look someone in the eyes, I can stun them temporarily and hypnotize them into doing something for me.

Wow.

"That's amazing!" I had exclaimed.

"So Nahuel stunned Demetri and hypnotized him into sensing his prey far away, at the other end of the world. But then he would have still had his memories of chasing Nahuel to where he was now, and the earlier urge that was leading him towards us. When Nahuel couldn't make him forget those things, I tried to, well, how do i explain this. First of all, I can not interfere with people, but I can keep them out, so I had to somehow flow our gifts together, so that I could put up a shield in Demetri's consciousness that would shield his own memories from himself." Mom had said.

"How did you do it?" Jacob had asked.

It had occurred to me then that we were the only ones who did not know this story yet.

"Well," Mom explained. "I took Nahuel under my shield, so that I could feel his light and then I concentrated on being engulfed by the light. And then suddenly I was there, I had complete access to Demetri's mind over Nahuel. It was like I was directing my energy over Nahuel at Demetri. Like Nahuel was acting as a transmitter."

"Woa." Jacob had sounded awed.

"We sent Demetri on his way and erased our tracks, but after that I felt completely drained of energy. When Nahuel came home he slept for quite a while and I actually felt the urge to rest. That's why we couldn't question him and assure that he had been speaking the truth, and we needed to protect you, so we sent you with Jacob, knowing he would be there for you and keep you safe, even when everyone else was going crazy."

Mom threw a soft smile at Jake and I felt my heart warm up.

"When we had talked to Nahuel and assessed it was all safe and he said he wanted to talk to you. Well here we are."

x.x.x.x

Everything was fine. It honestly was. After our decision that Nahuel could stay with us, things had turned more or less back to normal. Aunty Alice was keeping a sharp look out for the Volturi and at the moment they had no idea Nahuel was with us or anywhere near us.

Aunty Alice's mood had been over the top actually, because, she couldn't foresee any more troubles with her wedding, except for the fact that she had to add an additional guest to the list.

I felt quite exited, actually. The wedding was in a week and well . . . of course Alice hadn't called anything of, because Sue was still completely incapacitated by Aunty Alice's convincing enthusiasm and anyways, she was Alice.

Our plan was still in place, to.

Since Jacob didn't really like or trust Nahuel, we spent far more time in La Push than usual, so we had plenty of time to meet with the other werewolf's and go over our plan.

Personally, I found Nahuel fascinating. He was of my kind, for one thing, but he also was very talented and had an interesting philosophical standpoint. We talked a lot and discussed matters of importance, but when I tried to get Jake to join in, he seemed rather unwilling and annoyed.

That made me a little sad, because I liked nothing more than spending time with my best friend, not the distrustful watchful version of my best friend I often encountered these days.

Hopefully he would get over it soon.

Although I was aware that this normality could only last for a while, I was quite content with it.

Until the Volturi found out where Nahuel was, we could continue with our happy not-quite-so-normal lives.

Until.