Seeing the exclusive Breaking Dawn clip from Target I got further inspired to write Bella as a vampire and take a break from writing through human Bella's point of view. Though I love writing as human-Bella, vampire-Bella is just so exciting. This takes place in Breaking Dawn, where witnesses are being gathered for the big 'fight'. It will cover meeting new witnesses, private moments with Bella and Edward, maybe a little Charlie and what happened between there being a house full of the Cullen's to a house full of witnesses. This one takes place after the Denali clan arrives.

"No," Edward said in a distant voice. His eyes were far away, staring blankly at the door. "It's not your father." His gaze focused on me. "Alice sent Peter and Charlotte, after all. Time to get ready for the next round."

All six vampires froze for a second, then we were in action, deciding the best way to do this. Obviously Renesmee would have to be hidden, but what about our other guests. Would it be best to have them hanging around, to explain how even they were turned to the truth by Renesmee, or should they be hidden, as not to overwhelm Peter and Charlotte? We need them to see the truth, to witness for us. To do that, they had to accept Renesmee. Would the Denali's presence help or hinder that? It appeared Edward was on the same thought process as I was.

"Tanya, do you think it would be best if you wait in here? I'll call you if we need help, but Charlotte and Peter are some of our closest friends, or at least some of Jasper's closest friends, so they would trust us enough not to drag them into danger." Edward gritted his teeth at the last statement. After all, we were dragging them into danger, all but sentencing them to death ourselves.

"Of course, Edward. Once they touch Renesmee, they will have no doubt of the truth. If it becomes a problem, we can explain how she has already convinced us," Tanya replied, completely understanding. Kate, Carmen and Eleazar were at her side in an instant, Renesmee still in Carmen's arms. She looked up at Edward and I curiously, but seeming expectant. She knew that these next visitors were coming to see her, just like the Denali's had come. Her face was serious and composed, but not striped in worry and anxiety like mine must have been.

Jacob, who had been silent since the Denali's had spoken to him, drifted over from his place in the corner, reaching out to take Renesmee from Carmen. She flinched back slightly as their skin touched, the heat like fire to our ice cold skin. Jacob ignored her reaction, so unlike what he would have done a few months ago. Renesmee had changed him entirely. Carmen was not oblivious to the connection between Jacob and Renesmee- nobody could ignore the bond between them- and she handed him off without hesitation. Edward's face twisted a bit as Renesmee went into Jacob's arms.

"I have to leave, don't I?" He asked, panicked at the thought of leaving Renesmee alone with these unknown vampires. Edward gave him a gentle smile- another thing which would have never happened a few months ago- and held his arms out for Renesmee.

"I think that will be best. Peter and Charlotte know of your existence, but they have never met you before. I think, for Renesmee's sake, you should remain hidden, at least until they have accepted her story," Edward explained in a reassuring tone. Jacob didn't look too convinced, or too confident. "I promise I'll come get you as soon as it's safe for you to be here. Pass the message onto Sam to keep everyone hidden for the mean while." This reassured Jacob a little bit more, who, to my surprise, clapped Edward on the shoulder before kissing me and Renesmee on the forehead.

"Good luck," Jacob said in a longing tone. I knew he wished more than anything that he could stay with Renesmee, so I tried to give him a confident smile and nod, but it came out wrong. I couldn't imagine what my face looked like now. Edward seemed to have a gift- one I didn't possess- for completely shielding his emotions and keeping his face perfectly smooth.

"How should be proceed?" I asked quickly, hearing the tires on the driveway getting closer and closer to the house. Edward thought for a second, and then looked to the Denali clan.

"Maybe one of you could hold Renesmee while Bella and I answer the door. They have never met Bella before, but they have heard of her. Maybe it will be more successful if they receive the truth in parts. We don't know how much Alice has told them, but judging by their thoughts, it's very little," Edward said in a rushed tone, handing Renesmee over to Tanya.

"Okay. I'll wait in the dining room until you're ready for beautiful Renesmee to come meet them. Don't worry Edward, as soon as they hear her, they won't be able to deny that her story is fact." Tanya's voice came out as more of a coo with Renesmee in her arms, serious yet smiling.

Edward nodded once, and took my hand in his, guiding me towards the front door. I squeezed his hand as we heard an engine cut off below. Edward rubbed reassuring circles on the back on my hand with his thumb, leaning down to kiss me on the forehead as two doors opened and closed within a second of each other. If my heart still beat, it would be frantic by now as the newest visitors swiftly moved up the porch stairs. Edward opened the door as they reached the entrance.

"Hello Peter, Charlotte," Edward addressed the visitors calmly. I had never met Peter and Charlotte before, but I didn't know what I expect. Peter was tall and lean, like Jasper, and also like Jasper, he was covered in battle scars, just not as many. Seeing Charlotte put a lump in my throat, too much of a reminder of Alice than I wanted. Just like Alice, she was petite and thin, though her hair was a pale blond colour, matching Peter's. As a couple, they looked too much like Alice and Jasper; the scarred soldier and the petite little female.

"Hello, Edward," Peter said, his voice formal and serious. Alice must have told them enough to have them worried.

"This must be Bella," Charlotte said in a high, trilling voice, smiling lightly at me. I smiled back a second too late, too worried to make my emotions genuine.

"Nice to meet you, Bella," Peter said, holding his hand out. I shook it, worry still my dominant expression. I worked to create the same look of calm as Edward showed. The atmosphere changed abruptly, and Peter straightened his position, Charlotte becoming tense at his side. This was the moment they had come for.

"Alice said that it was important that we come at once, that's all she told us, but we trust her instincts," Peter explained, Charlotte nodding along with him. "So what is it that we were needed so urgently for?" Edward took a moment of silence before continuing.

"You mustn't judge what you are about to see before you hear the truth. Please, ignore any other rules and tales you have heard. This is unlike anything you have seen before, please remember that," Edward explained. I took a deep breath as he called Tanya into the room. Renesmee hid in her strawberry blond hair, shy again now that there were more guests coming to see her. As soon as Renesmee was in view, but her face still hidden, Edward spoke.

"Can you hear her heartbeat?" Edward asked, pausing while Peter and Charlotte nodded, inhaling with confused expressions. Unlike the rest of our company, they lived a traditional vampire lifestyle, where a heartbeat meant food, to an extent. But Renesmee doesn't smell the way humans smell. Obviously Peter and Charlotte knew this. They looked at her curiously.

"Now remember that her heart beats..." Edward held his arms out for Renesmee, who somehow knew this was her moment. Looking up shyly from Edward's arms, she smiled nervously at Peter and Charlotte. Their reaction wasn't as powerful as I had anticipated after the Denali's reaction. Peter and Charlotte froze on the spot, looking at Renesmee in shock, who remained calm throughout the exchange.

"What...what is this?" Peter asked and answered his own question, whispering under his breath. "An immortal child...I have never seen one before, but of course we know the rule. But her heartbeat? It can't be...what is this?"

"She's not an immortal child, Peter. She is half human," Edward explained. Peter looked at him in complete shock, Charlotte's face having the same expression.

"Half human? How can that be?" Charlotte spoke now. Their frozen forms still remained, but they looked at Renesmee more curiously, considering the possibility that she is not an immortal child. I remained silent, wishing desperately I could know what they were thinking. Maybe then I could help instead of leaving Edward alone, having to explain everything himself.

"Bella conceived and carried our daughter while she was human. The birth nearly killed her. It was incredibly lucky I was able to change her at the very last minute," Edward explained for a second time today. Renesmee waited patiently with Tanya, who also remained silent. Peter looked at Edward, confused and slightly amazed.

"Our daughter?" He asked, exchanging a glance of curiosity with Charlotte, who looked again at Renesmee, perhaps seeing the resemblance between her and Edward. She shook her head, awed.

"Yes, it's exactly what you are thinking," Edward replied to a thought of theirs we hadn't heard. "I am not her parent by means of creating her. I am her biological father, and Bella is her biological mother." All sets of eyes turned to me now. One thing that hadn't changed with becoming a vampire was my hatred of attention. I shied into Edward's side.

"I can see she is young," Peter appraised me, staring straight into my orange-red eyes. "Maybe three months old...but this child looks to be much older than a three month old baby, maybe a year or two old," Peter looked back to Edward for answers.

"Renesmee grows at an immense rate. She was only carried for a month before she reached full maturity, and in three months, she has gained at least a year of physical development. Mentally, she is much more intelligent than most adults. She learns incredibly quickly, and she is absolutely no danger to us, or humans. Renesmee is nothing like the immortal children you have heard of." Peter and Charlotte leaned closer to our daughter, wanting a closer look like everyone else had when they first met her. Renesmee smiled again, waving this time. Peter flinched slightly, but Charlotte looked amazed.

"Impossible, but I can see her. Does she speak?" Charlotte asked, but before Edward could respond, Renesmee spoke for the first time in a while.

"Yes. But I have a special way of showing you what I want to say," Renesmee trilled in a high soprano. She held her hand out, leaving a few inches between her hand and Charlotte's cheek. Already she had learned to be patient when it comes to speaking with these knew guests. Charlotte leaned forward, letting Renesmee touch her skin. I could tell as soon as Renesmee was sharing her story. Charlotte froze, waving Peter off when he came to hover near her. And then like the Denali's, she was captured by our precious daughter.

"Amazing, Peter. Come; let her show you her story. Everything Edward has told us is the truth," Charlotte said to her tall, lean mate. Peter approached Renesmee slightly nervous, but just like Charlotte, he accepted her story right away. After a long minute, Peter spoke again.

"I can see that she is not dangerous at all, but what is this danger, then? Something that would make Jasper and Alice so desperate for us to come here." Peter asked. And like that, the slightly happy mood disappeared. Edward sensed my tension, and wrapped his arm around my waist. I leaned into his body for support, mental rather than physical.

"Another vampire saw Renesmee from a distance. She was rather... put out with our family. Of course, she would assume that Renesmee is an immortal child, and went to inform those who take care of such offences..." Edward explained in an emotionless voice. Peter and Charlotte understood in an instant, their faces identical masks of horror. I didn't want to hear Edward explain this again.

"Who would do such a thing...?" Charlotte mused. Edward interceded before Tanya could respond.

"She had a valid reason. She's grieving, and we haven't helped her how she wants to be helped," Edward explained quickly. I could see the pain in Tanya's face as he talked about her sister.

"So what are the Volturi doing? I would assume Alice has seen something." Peter responded, his voice empty, like Edward's, yet still hopeful. That's more than I could say for any of us. No, I told myself. I have to have hope, hope that my daughter could get out of this alive. I would have to find some way to see J. Jenks, but we were so busy, and I couldn't stand to leave Edward, not for a second.

"They are coming, everyone...the family, the guard. Even the wives. They are coming to punish us for the crime we think they have committed." Hearing it was every bit as horrible as the first time.

"And you want us to help stop them? We can't win any fight with them. You must know that," Peter said, shifting closer to Charlotte.

"Not fight, Peter. We would never ask that of you. We just need the Volturi to stop, and with enough witnesses, maybe they will pause long enough for us to explain."

"We can do that, witness. We can say that the child is not an immortal child, that much is clear. We can witness that she is not dangerous, and that she grows," Charlotte answered him, won over completely by Renesmee.

"Are the others doing what Alice and Jasper are doing? Collecting witnesses?" Peter asked, noting the absence of the rest of the Cullen's.

"I'm not sure what Alice is doing, but yes, the others are collecting witnesses," Edward replied, his face twisting in pain slightly when he said Alice's name. I could feel the dry, prickly feeling in my eyes again. Edward kissed my head while Peter and Charlotte looked confused at our reaction.

"I miss her too," Edward whispered. "But she will be doing the right thing. She always is." I clung onto Edward, ignoring the eyes watching us. For Renesmee's sake, I tried to pull myself together. She didn't need to see me like this.

"Alice left for good?" Charlotte asked, mouth hanging open in shock. Hearing the words just made it that much worse. I couldn't even watch Edward nod in agreement. Once again, I felt helpless. After a long, aching minute of silence, Renesmee spoke. She would have used her usual form of communication, but she was in Charlotte's arms now, excited with her new friends.

"Where is Jacob?" She asked, the longing in her voice clear. It didn't just hurt Jacob for them to be apart.

"Who is Jacob?" Peter asked. "Another baby?" Edward shook his head.

"Jacob is our friend. He and his brothers will help protect Renesmee," Edward explained, surprising me again with how close he and Jake had become in recent months. There was no bitterness in their relationship, no anger or jealousy or prejudice. "No, he's not one of us," Edward responded to a silent thought.

"If he's human, how could he possibly..." Peter asked, but Edward cut him off.

"I didn't say he was human. Jacob is a werewolf." Peter and Charlotte widened their eyes, but they didn't take the news as they had when they first saw Renesmee. Obviously werewolves were more common in the vampire world than I thought, or at least more well known. Renesmee reached out for Edward, touching his cheek as soon as she was in his arms. Of course he would have heard her anyway, but Renesmee prefers to still show him her thoughts.

"I think I could... It doesn't sound like anyone is on their way at the moment, so Jacob could probably hang out here until the next group of visitors arrive. I'll go find him," Edward promised her, handing Renesmee to me. Before he left, he kissed me lightly on the lips. Even a few minutes apart and we wouldn't be able to stand it, not with so little time left. But I have to stay here, be a good host. Besides, Renesmee shouldn't be left without either of her parents, even if just for a second.

As Edward swiftly darted out the door, Renesmee pressed her hot little hand against my neck. Her thoughts came across more as feelings, so similar to my own that they were hard to distinguish. She was feeling lonely, despite being surrounded by all these new people. There were flashes of her pressing her hand against Carmen, then Tanya, Kate and Eleazar, and her touching these new guests, who she wanted to know about. She was curious with their eye colour, a deep burgundy. Through her eyes, I could see my own eyes, bright red at first, and now orangey, then the eyes of the rest of my family and the Denali's, a strong gold. Renesmee had learnt enough that my eyes we to do with my age, and dark eyes for the rest of my family were a signal of hunger, but she was curious what this new colour meant. Of course she figured it out herself, realising that these newcomers hunted humans. She was curious, but not enough to make me worry. Renesmee knew very well why she hunts animals.

Under all her curiosity, there was loneliness and longing. She brushed over the faces of the rest of the family as they headed out the door to search for witnesses; Carlisle's look of worry and determination, Esme's gut-wrenching worry, Emmett's eagerness and Rosalie's expressionless yet perfect face. Then her thoughts turned back to Alice and Jasper, the last time she had seen them. Her memories were vivid clear as she recalled sitting in Jacob's arms, waiting for our family to return after chasing to save Alice. Her senses, though not quite as strong as vampires, were enough for her to catch the note Carlisle held preciously in his hand before setting it down on the kitchen bench.

I looked over my shoulder. Sure enough, the note was still there, sitting perfectly folder on the table on that thin piece of paper from my book. Shifting Renesmee to one arm, I crossed the room to the kitchen counter. The Denali's and Peter and Charlotte were all engaged in a conversation about the Volturi, one I tried my hardest to tune out. I reached my hand out to take the note. If I had been human, my hand would have been shaking as I took the piece of paper in my fingers. I could tell from Renesmee's thoughts she was curious, but she didn't say anything as I placed the note in my pocket.

I hugged Renesmee tighter to my chest, and she shifted to wrap her arms and legs around my body, clinging onto me. Did she know how little time we had left together? Sure, Jacob had shielded her from the worst news, but how much had she pieced together? I didn't want her to share my worry, but I couldn't help hugging her tightly, crushing her gently against my body. I stared out the back window, waiting for Edward to return with Jacob. It took all my effort to compose my expression when they crossed the river seconds later, Jacob in his human form.

As soon as he was inside, Jacob sprinted to take Renesmee in his arms. Usually this would have annoyed me, but I handed her over without hesitation, falling into Edward's arms as soon as Jacob had Renesmee against his chest. Edward held me tightly for a moment, before releasing my body, keeping my hand in his. Although it was unnecessary, he pulled me over to sit on the free couch- the other vampires had spread themselves across the rest of the seating- and kept my body tightly against his side, for which I was grateful.

Jacob hovered in the corner, Renesmee in his lap. Her eyes drooped, her body looking limp. Usually about this time Edward and I would take her back to the cottage for the night, but we had a job to do. Who knows when the next group of visitors will show up? We knew we must spend the rest of the long night here, just waiting. That's all we could do. I leaned my head against Edward's shoulder and closed my eyes as if I were about to go to sleep. Edward stroked my hair with the hand not around my shoulders. The gesture was oddly comforting. How many times had we been in this situation? Waiting for death to come was not new for me, only this time, there was so much more at stake than my own life. I could live with my life being forfeited, but not the idea that my daughter wouldn't make it to her first birthday.

"Should we take Renesmee home?" Edward asked quietly, though everyone else in the room would have been able to hear. I looked to my daughter, now sleeping in the corner. Jacob looked like he would pass out any second, but certainly not in a room full of stranger vampires.

"Don't we need to stay here? In case someone else comes?" I asked, wanting more than anything to have some normality for Renesmee.

"If anyone shows up, which is unlikely at the moment, someone will come find us," Edward said, and I saw Tanya and Carmen nod in agreement out of the corner of my eye.

"Okay. Let's go home," I said, smiling for the first time in a while. I pulled Renesmee's sleeping form from Jacob's arms.

"Jake, you should get some sleep," I told him, noting how his eyelids drooped. Jacob shook his head sleepily.

"Nah I have to stay awake, keep a lookout. I don't want to be caught off guard," Jacob said in a tired tone.

"Seth and Leah are out on patrol. I'm sure you'll be fine getting a few hours sleep. We'll wake you if anything happens," Edward promised in an understanding tone. I guess he knew more than any of us what it was like for Jacob in this situation.

"Sure sure, but I'm not sleeping here," Jacob joked, signalling to the gathered vampires, who pointedly ignored him. "I'll go see if Seth can cover for me for a few hours...night guys," Jacob said, turning for the doorway after brushing Renesmee's cheek. As soon as he was gone, Edward took my hand, entwining our fingers.

We took off through the woods, the most direct path home. There was a strange feeling in my stomach. Not one of hope or reality or happiness, but numbness, like we could escape the horror movie for the night. Our cottage, a fairytale home, a little escape from reality. Edward and I gripped each other tight as we ran, knowing this was one of the now limited number of night we had left together. So we continued towards the small little break from realism, trying to ignore the truth of our situation, even if we could only pretend for a few hours.

I know, I know, I should finishing my other stories, but the coming release of Breaking Dawn Part Two has me really excitied for vampire Bella. The next chapter will be greatly inspired by the Target exclusive clip from the second movie. For those of you who haven't seen the clip, it can be found on YouTube under 'Target Exclusive Clip, Breaking Dawn part 2'. I know the clip takes place a bit earlier in the story, when Bella is finding Alice's note, but parts of it and the dialogue should fit in in the next chapter of this story. Hopefully I won't keep you waiting long, but I don't have a great track record when it comes to updating stories. Please send me any ideas or thoughts!