Bella's POV-

I stayed the whole night in the cemetery just thinking of all of the possibilities that could have happened. I tried looking up an obituary, but the small tidbits of information I found didn't provide much useful information. I found out that my parents had, in fact, remarried, although it didn't say when. They lived in Forks up until their deaths, where Charlie worked at the police station and my mother taught at the elementary school. The only truly surprising piece of information I found was that I had a younger half-brother named Isaac. Knowing my mom, the name choice wasn't a coincidence and I was flattered that she would name her child after me.

Even after finding the information that I could collect online, I still felt like I wanted to know more. I thought about seeing what I could find at the Forks library, but I would have had to wait a few hours for it to open, and Renesmee would probably wonder where I'd gone off to.

I decided to just return back to the Cullens' house. By the time I got back, there was a good chance Renesmee would already be awake. I would definitely return to Forks to see what I could find in the library in the near future. I'm sure Renesmee would enjoy coming with me as well.

When I got back to the house, all I could hear was the sound of piano playing. I followed the sound and came to find almost everyone listening as Renesmee and Edward alternated back and forth playing short bits of improvised music.

As soon as I entered the room, Edward noticed immediately and our eyes met, and he offered a small smile. His attention was quickly brought back to Renesmee when she spoke to him. They continued playing, while I watched from the edge of the room.

It didn't occur to me right away, but in the few minutes that I watched them playing together, I didn't feel any resentment. Rather, I felt uncharacteristically calm. Maybe it was the soothing sound of the piano, or the joy that radiated off of my daughter (and her father for that matter), but I actually felt sort of happy. I continued watching for a few minutes, in what seemed almost like a dreamlike state, until I left a light tap on my shoulder.

I turned quickly to see Rosalie standing behind me looking very…un-Rosalie-like. Whereas she normally radiated confidence and fearlessness that made people both revel and cower in her presence, it appeared as if the girl standing before me was a completely different person. Rather than the cold, confident, fierce girl that I knew a century ago, the girl standing before me appeared vulnerable, and sad.

"Bella, can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked. I was taken by surprise to say the least. I couldn't imagine what she could possibly want to talk to me about. We were never particularly close back in Forks, and I don't think I've even spoken to her since I showed up. I couldn't deny that I was extremely interested in what she was going to say though.

"Of course. Is everything alright?" She took a deep breath and looked down at her hands.

"No—no it's not. Bella, I really think I owe you an apology." She started to say, but I shook my head.

"Rosalie, you don't have to apol—"

"Please, Bella. I need to get this off my chest." She told me. I took a deep breath and decided to listen to what she had to say. We walked further from the main living room where everyone else was watching Renesmee and Edward play, back to a small dining room area. We both sat down facing eachother and she surprised me again by taking my hands in hers.

"Bella, I want to start by saying that your daughter is one of the most amazing people I've ever met, and in the short time I've known her, she has absolutely captured my heart." She began, and I could feel a smile start to creep up on my face at her sweet words about my favorite girl.

"I know it has been really crazy lately, but even through all of the chaos and confusion, I don't think I have ever been so thankful and happy in my life…And it's all because of you and your daughter." She paused to study my reaction, and quickly picked up where she left off. "Bella, I am so immensely sorry for the way I treated you when you were human. From the minute Edward first met you, you have been a part of this family, and I am sorry that I took my frustration over that fact out on you." I broke eye contact with her when she started to talk about being part of the family. Even though we were sort of family now, it was still a little hard to talk about.

"None of us were the same after we left. Edward was zombie, Esme and Carlisle felt like they'd lost a child, Emmett didn't joke around as much, Alice lost her best friend, Jasper still thinks that everything was his fault, and I…I never realized how much you meant to all of us, Bella, and I regret not getting to know you like I should have back then." She finished, and I gave her a slight smile. Her words really meant something to me and I realized that it must have been hard for her to swallow her pride and apologize. Even after getting everything off her chest, she still looked like there was more she wanted to say. When she noticed me studying her, she let out a slight laugh.

"I promised myself that I would just get that off my chest and then butt out of your business…" She started, not continuing her sentence.

"But?" I prompted, curious to know what else she could possibly have to say. The look that she wore on her face now almost seemed as if she were ashamed about what she was about to say.

"I love my brother, Bella, and he really, really loves you and Renesmee. He knows he screwed up really badly, and I'm not saying that you should just let him off the hook—I know I definitely don't plan on it—but please give him another chance. None of us want to lose you again." She blurted out. If my heart wasn't already dead, I'm sure it would have stopped beating at that moment. I didn't know what to say, so I just sort of stared at her in silence. "Well that took an unexpected turn…but I mean everything that I said." She admitted, and released my hands from hers. I stood up from my seat, but didn't go anywhere. She remained seated at the table with her hands crossed in front of her.

"I—I forgive you, Rosalie." I said softly, and she smiled up at me.

"You can call me Rose., and thank you so much, Bella." She stood up from the table and pulled me into a hug. I couldn't help but smile at the gesture. A hundred years ago, I never would have imagined myself being on good terms with Rosalie, but I was really happy that we were now. I heard footsteps approaching Rosalie and I, and I pulled out of her embrace to see who it was.

"Bella—" Jasper began to say, but I interrupted.

"You too, Jasper. It wasn't your fault." I told him. He nodded, silently thanking me with his eyes before walking away. Right behind him was Alice, who looked at me with an unsure look on her face.

"What about me?" She asked quietly, which was unusual for Alice. She looked similar to what Rosalie looked like earlier—sad and sorrowful—but I didn't think it'd be as easy to forgive her as it was for Rosalie or Jasper. She took my silence as an answer to her question. "It's going to take a little more time. Got it." She said, and I offered her a slight smile which she returned. "Hey, do you mind if I take Nessie shopping this afternoon?" She asked me. Before I could answer though I heard Renesmee yell out a loud "No!" from another room before running into where we were all gathered now.

"What? You love shopping, Ren." I told her, and she gave me a look like I was crazy. I could see Edward walking slowly into the room, but I pretended not to notice. Renesmee scoffed at me, and I laughed at her theatrics.

"Not with her, I don't. I understand that dress shopping takes a while, but it doesn't take two hours to pick out a pair of jeans." She gave Alice a pointed look and Alice and I both chuckled at her. Renesmee directed her attention back to me when I laughed. "Seriously, Mom! You have no idea!" She said before catching her mistake and apologizing. It didn't really offend me though, I was too busy admiring my very funny, extremely dramatic daughter.

"It's okay, Sweetheart." I told her, and she gave me a look that I couldn't quite read. It was a very pleasant look, though. I will say that much. It could have been a mix of admiration, and love, I guess. She immediately walked over and, for the second time in about a minute, I was being embraced in a hug.

"I love you so much. Thank you for being so patient and understanding." She told me. I smiled and hugged her close to me, not wanting to let go. From the corner of my eye, there was a flash and I looked up to see Esme holding a camera. I groaned, and Renesmee chuckled. I hadn't noticed before that all of the Cullens were watching Renesmee and I in awe, especially Edward.

"Stop, Mom. You don't see how beautiful you are." She told me, and my eyes subconsciously looked to Edward, remembering that he used to say the same thing. Just as I expected, he smirked. Before I could look away, his face fell and he turned his attention to Alice, then back to me.

"You know, Bella, I realize that we have all been spending a lot of time with Renesmee. Perhaps the two of you would like to go out and spend the day together?" He suggested. Although the thought was nice, I could very obviously tell he was hiding something, and I think it had to do with a vision of Alice's. I looked to Alice and she had a slightly worried expression.

"Aunt Alice, what is my dad trying to hide?" Renesmee asked, voicing what I had been thinking. Alice looked over to Edward and then back at Renesmee. Edward was the one to answer her question.

"The Denali's are coming, so I just think it'd be best if—" He began to explain, but Renesmee quickly cut him off, her heart beginning to race.

"Is Laurent with them?" She asked. At the sound of his name, I could see anger quickly flash across Edward's face, but it was gone as quickly as it came. He walked over, and tried to soothe her a bit.

"No, he's not, and there's no need to worry. He'll never come anywhere near you, I promise." He told her.

"Is Jordan coming?" She asked, and Edward nodded his head slightly, with a shameful look on his face. I'm not sure why that is. Renesmee had a similar unpleasant look on her face too.

"Okay, then maybe it would be a good idea if we go." She said, but I was still trying to figure out if I'd ever met a Jordan Denali. The name didn't ring any bells. I suppose maybe they met in Volterra before I showed up.

"Who's Jordan?" I asked, and Renesmee and Edward both looked like contemplated answering, but were at a loss for words.

"I'll tell you later, Mama. For now, maybe we should get go—" Before she could finish her sentence, there was a knock on the door, and a low growl escaped from Edward's chest.

A/N

Just as I thought, this chapter is split up. There's nothing from this part I feel like I'll change, so I might as well put it up.

Official explanation of not updating for a month: I have worked really hard on this story, and I am really proud of it. Lately, I have had writer's block and it kills me to know that I am so close to the end. I'm sorry it is taking longer between updates, I truly am. I am trying to write, but it just isn't coming to me like it was before. With that being said, I have worked too hard on this story to just rush through the ending with less than satisfactory work. I don't want to finish this just to get it over with, and move on. Some of my favorite stories on here are updated every few months, and have been going on for 3-5+ years. I understand it's frustrating as a reader, but please don't give up on this story. I would hate to have wasted your time. Happy 1 year publication anniversary. 7-23-15

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Taylor

***Friendly reminder, I didn't start updating regularly until January, so for the first 6 months, I updated like once a month.