Chapter 5

Edward POV

How could this be happening? Was there to be no peace for myself and my family? I would fight. We all would, but what would it cost? I didn’t care. Nothing would ever be allowed to harm my daughter, anything for Renesmee.

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The noise outside of my head was nothing compared to what was going on inside. Everyone’s minds were in overdrive trying to figure out what was going on and I just desperately wanted to hear Alice. The cacophony was almost overwhelming.

“Everyone, please,” I begged. “Alice is still trying to see.”

“Edward,” Carlisle began. “Tell us what is happening.”

“Father, I…,” I had to stop. I couldn’t go on. How could I tell everyone what my sister has seen? I looked to Bella; my strength, my light, my love. She let her shield down to give me her encouragement which she of course knew I needed. “Alice saw Renesmee with Nahuel and they were surrounded by the Volturi guard.” Bella’s eyes grew wide. She came over to me and Renesmee wrapping her arms around our daughter. “She can’t tell where they are yet. It is a forest, but she hasn’t seen anything to distinguish a location.” Bella looked up at me with misery and desperation in her golden gaze. 

“She can’t fully see what is happening,” I said. “There are large holes which suggest the presence of wolves. The problem is we are not in Alice’s vision, any of the Cullens. So it means that Renesmee, Nahuel, and possibly wolves or a wolf could be facing the guard alone.” I sighed heavily wishing things were more clear. Alice was replaying the scene over and over in her mind trying to see if she missed anything. I followed along with her for the hundredth time, but I could not get past the image of my daughter’s beautiful face contorted in fear. I still held her in my arms as well as my wife. The three of us were tangled together with Renesmee holding on to Jacob’s hand. 

‘Please Edward, I need to hold her.’ Jacob’s face was a mask of pain.

I gently released my hold on Renesmee and pulled Bella to my side. Immediately Jacob was crushing her to his chest. 

“What else is Alice seeing,” Carlisle asked. “Can she see what has made them want to attack our family and friends?” His arms were around Esme and she looked as if she would be weeping if she could. The thought ‘Not my beautiful granddaughter, not my Renesmee’ kept running through her mind.