Alec hated Forks. It was the complete opposite of Italy with the rain, tedious people and even more mind-numbing everything that so made up Forks. He wished for sunshine, heat, tourists and history he could drown himself in until he was sick. Forks had none of that and he hated that place on principle.

That and it always seemed to draw Renesmee like a magnetic pull. Something about the place just called to her like a beacon of light and no matter how he tried to distract her, something always made her want to come back there.

And now she was, miles and distance away from him as she went on her self-finding journey.

He'd always tried to give her everything within his power. Anything she asked of at all, he gave and that made her somewhat spoiled but he adored her and she deserved everything the world had to offer.

It didn't help that Aro had a fondness for her, her and her potential. They wouldn't be happy to know Alec let her slip through his fingers with the help of some of the guard because the girl was a manipulative vixen and she learned from the best.

He remembered the first time he brought her to Volterra, how sad yet excited she was. Sad for her family's passing but excited for her new family – the Volturi, they were her family. Not some human-loving vampires and some mongrels.

Didn't she see that? The guard including Jane would do anything for her, especially Alec. He would die for her if she asked. But she wouldn't and that's why what he felt for her was so strong.

He loved her. He admitted to himself. He loved her.

Renesmee hated the weather in Forks. She was used to Italy and the heat and the sunlight making her skin glow.

She missed the company, the entire guard and even jane who treated her like she was a child but the older vampire liked her enough and she wouldn't go as far to call them friends but they were close.

She missed Felix, Heidi and Demetri. She missed Alec most of all.

She winced at the burning sensation in her heart that followed every time she thought of her mentor. She knew what she felt for him, ever since that day in the cave when he saved her from her imminent death. She loved him as a mentor, a friend. Whether she was in love with him was a different story.

After all, a werewolf had imprinted on her and she was supposed to only love him. But he was dead and she had no one to give her heart to anymore.

She arrived at the clearing in her car, looking around the endless fields of grass and imagining all the bodies of vampires that had given their lives for her. She imagined the Cullens, her supposed family, in the pile with them and she felt bile rising to her throat. The disgust was first and then the horror at her thoughts.

Alec had killed them along with the rest of the guard and she should feel resentful but…they were the ones that had been her family for the past ten years, been her fathers, mothers, uncles, aunts, sisters, brothers and cousins.

The Volturi was her family not those strangers that had died before because of misguided things like love, loyalty and freedom. All things in moderation but they wanted the excessive.

She found the cave where she hid in ten years ago, idly entering it and finding nothing, the wildlife scurrying away from her in fear. She eyed everything with distaste, remembering the way Jacob had smiled at her in fear, anxiety and dread before leaving the cave, not knowing it would be the last time they'd ever see each other.

She moved out of the cave and the sun finally peaked through the clouds.

Alec found her easily enough. She was near the cave he first saw her, in a meadow where she lay in the flowers, glowing in the sunlight like a firefly in the night. He eyed her beautiful figure from where he was before he approached her.

"Renesmee," He said her name and she smiled up at him slowly.

"Alec,"

"Have you had your fun?"

She shrugged, sitting up. Her black dress would have grass stains forever but she didn't seem to care. She stretched languidly like a cat before turning to him and patting the empty space beside her as If to say "Join me".

He took the seat, his arm wrapping around her as she placed her head on his shoulder. It was comfortable and intimate and something they were used to. They did it all the time in Volterra. That's why people thought they were a couple, among other things.

"Are you here to reprimand me?" She asked.

"No," He looked at her with his red eyes and shook his head. "Why did you come back here, Renesmee?"

She bit her lips, an act unlike her. It was insecure and helpless and that was something she wasn't.

"I just needed to see," She explained. "if there was even a trace of that girl from here ten years ago."

"And?"

"She's long gone," She shook her head. "She died along with the rest of her family."

He knocked her on the head, not hard but firm enough that she yelped and glared at him, rubbing her forehead gingerly. "Stop being so melodramatic, it doesn't suit you."

"I'm not," She protested. "I just needed to see if…" She trailed off, eyes distant.

He nodded and cupped her face with one hand, thumb rubbing over the apple of her cheek. "I get it."

"Thank you," She smiled gratefully, eyes sparkling with warmth.

She looked down at the flowers as he studied her, eyeing her profile as she breathed in the scent of freesias and tulips. She finally looked up at him to ask, "Did you kill Jacob?"

He stiffened and watched as her eyes widened in curiosity. She wasn't angry or resentful, just curious. He wanted to lie to her, shield her from this truth for one last time but she was no longer a child, he was quickly learning. She needed the truth. "Yes," He answered.

She looked away. "I thought as much."

"Are you angry?"He ventured.

"No," She smiled back at him. "It was a long time ago and I barely remember him."

He watched her for a moment, the way the sunlight glistened off her skin and the smile on her face…like she was freed and he stood up, offering her his hand. "Are you ready to go home?"

She grinned wider and took his hand and he pulled her to her feet. "Let's go home, Alec."

Finally! After how many years? Right, I just wanted to get this done so I can move on. I might post an epilogue, who knows, we'll find out.