Tangled Chapter 1: If This Was A Movie, a twilight fanfic

"You would you would if this was a movie
Stand in the rain outside 'til I came out
Come back come back come back to me like
You could you could if you just said you're sorry
I know that we can work it out somehow
But if this was a movie you'd be here by now"

~Taylor Swift, "If This Was a Movie"

I shifted my bag slightly as I stood in the elevator with my sister-in-law, Rosalie Hale. The woman next to me brushed up briefly against my bag and I felt a growl loom deep in my chest. I coughed. Loudly. The small woman jumped and pushed herself closer to the wall of the metal box. When her floor came she didn't hesitate on escaping. I laughed as the door slid close behind her.

"Bella, control yourself," Rosalie reminded me when we got out.

The smell hit me like a meteor. Swift and powerful I gripped my hand into a tight fist. I knew my face must have been one of pain, like Jasper when we first met. I no longer questioned how he could want to rip out my throat. As a tiny little man with greasy black hair passed by I wanted nothing more than to use my nails for an actual purpose. "Rose… Are you sure about this?" I muttered. "Do I really have to be here today?"

Rosalie sashayed through the building, thoroughly ignoring my pleas. Bitch, I thought and snickered. She subtly raised her eyebrows but other than that she did not stop her march to the freezer.

The Fairbanks Memorial Hospital was known for its long-care patients and tried to make its facilities as inviting and pleasant as possible. The cream colored walls and light stench of sterilization chemicals were a home for so many people, Bella tried to control her thirst. The last thing the people needed was to be seen as a buffet.

"Isabella, is that you dear?" A soft whimper came from a private room. I smiled and followed the voice. In her bed laid Mrs. Cope. Her dark brown hair and turned gray over the years and her sharp eyes and turned a pale, translucent blue. I took her hand in mine and stroked it softly with my thumb, careful to mind her paper thin skin. "Hello, Isabella. How are you doing today?"

A sob that would never come stuck in my throat. "I think I should be the one asking that question, Mrs. Cope. You are the one in care after all," I chuckled and pushed her hair out of her eyes so she could have a full opportunity to see me further. "How are you feeling?"

Mrs. Cope scrunched up her nose and shook her head firmly, "Don't you dare try stealing my question, Miss Swan! I asked you first!" She shook her head for extra good measure and pulled her hand back to her chest, I complied with her evident wants. "Now how is the baby?"

"She's good. Today she's going to be twenty-one. Can you believe it?" I gushed to my old school counselor. When the hospital had taken her in twelve years ago I was ecstatic to see someone familiar, outside my own new family.

"Really? She doesn't look a day over seventeen. See? I kept that picture you brought me of the two of you? It's right over there, dear. On the dresser? Do you see it?" she flung her arms in the direction of the small piece of furniture. Of course I saw it. It would have had to be miles away before it would be out of my sight.

Esme took the picture of the two of us on Renesmee's last birthday. We were sitting in a tree on the far side of the property. Renesmee had flung cake at the back of my head when I was turning to go upstairs. I retaliated. Probably feeding into her plan perfectly.

"Mom! Mom! Uncle! Uncle!" Renesmee giggled as she tore out of the house. I grabbed two handfuls of cake and ran after her. Our giggles were loud enough for birds to hear us. The predatory stances of our runs sent the wildlife searching for safety.

Emmett and Jasper followed at a lazy pace with their wives following suit. I smiled at my family briefly and sped up to catch my little girl.

"You shouldn't have done that!" I laughed evilly and took a shot at the back of her head. She dived just in time and laughed again. "How in the hell?"

"Mom! Language!"

The property our house sat on was extensive, covering twenty acres. Renesmee could have run the whole thing easily and I would have never caught up. She may not look like it at first but she was faster than us all. Esme said it came from her father. I said it came from the devil because she was a pain to catch when it came to bedtime. Before I knew it, Renesmee was out of my sight completely. There is no way I lost her that quickly, I thought and took to looking behind me.

"Where you headed, Mama?"

I looked up. The tree. The goddamn tree. Renesmee sat idly on the edge of a branch and smiled showing all of her teeth. I raced to the top before she could process what I was doing. It was a very sweet revenge. Our faces were both covered in icing when Esme took the picture.

No matter how messy we were to Mrs. Cope we were still angels in disguise.

"That is a lovely spot for it. I will tell Renesmee where you put it, okay?" I tell the old woman and she beams with joy. Not long after our exchange she is in a deep sleep and a nurse is in the room to check her vitals. "She still hates those tests?" I ask the girl.

"Yes, ma'am. I can only check on her when she falls asleep like this. Doctor Cullen says that if I try to test her when she is awake she may freak out." The nurse moves around the bedside and checks the machines. "I don't know why she is so afraid…you'd think after so many years she would have gotten used to it…"

"Well I'm no mind reader but I'd say she just doesn't want to admit she needs the tests."

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Rosalie was already elbow deep in the task at hand when I got to the freezer. "Got AB?" I asked as I started to sort through her bag. She nodded and handed me another bag. Full. "Sheesh, Rose! How much do we need?" She raised her eyebrows and I sighed. She was right. We needed a lot. "Fine…hand me the list."

We tried to only take a small amount of the hospitals supply. It wasn't fair if we took too much, especially when they needed it so much more than we did. But, if we didn't take as much as we did I had no idea what the repercussion would be. Our family had spent way too much time dependent on this source of income. Way too much time for my liking. I remember when Edward first introduced me to his family. Vegetarians of a sort he claimed. Resisting the wine but appreciating the bouquet… or something equivalent to that sentiment. I would never be able to sound like I was from his time. It honestly used to bother me when I was younger but now I had my own style and in a few decades I would sound just as beautifully foreign. I couldn't wait.

Except I really could. Time moved too fast for my liking. An eternity seemed like forever before I actually had to endure it. Eternity seems like a lot less now. Especially when Renesmee's future is still so flimsy. Maybe we made a mistake halting our research on what she is. Half human…half human…completely special. My little bundle of love. Wow, isn't that cheesy? I'm glad Rose doesn't read minds. She would kick my ass if she knew I just thought that.

"Lost in wonderland again, Bells?" Rosalie joked as she flung the freezer close. In my moment of 'wonderland' she had managed to pack up most of our monthly supply. I smiled at her and led us out of the freezer.

"Want to go see Carlisle?" I ask my friend. She shrugs smiles at a group of young interns. Their jaws drop slightly and their cheeks flush red. "Be nice, Rosie, they are only children," I laugh lightly and wave at one of the older boys. His reddish brown hair and hazel eyes sparked something within me, a feeling of protection. His smile quirked into a familiar crooked grin and I felt myself walking toward him.

"Hello, Ms. Cullen," the boy breathed shyly. I felt myself lean in to him slightly. He smelled wrong. All wrong. Too…human. The idea left me crestfallen and I felt my own self confidence waver. "Are you looking for Dr. Cullen?" His hazel eyes narrowed for an escape. I shook my head and smiled softly.

"Have a good day, Edward," I breathed and turned back to Rosalie who had been watching the conversation from the sidelines.

"It's Alan…" I heard the boy mumble from behind me.

Walking through the halls, Rosalie and I spoke very little except for her slight jibes on my 'crush on the human boy.' I ignored the best I could but still knew what she saw. I was attracted to him. I knew it was because of Edward. It was always because of Edward.

Carlisle's office was nestled in the back of the labyrinth, called the hospital. Esme hated that the hospital shoved her so far back but Carlisle had specifically asked for this room. The lack of windows caused Carlisle to be able to work in his office even on the sunniest days. We were all happy for him. The man we loved was finally able to share his compassion for the weaker no matter what the weather channel said. He had almost no limitations now. Even though his work now kept him away from home more we were pleased to see his satisfied smiling face whenever he came home for the weekend. When Rosalie and I got to his office we tapped lightly on the door frame. Within seconds we were greeted with our father.

"Good morning, girls. What do I owe the pleasure of your company?" Carlisle smiled at us and ushered us into his office, quietly shutting the door behind us.

"Today's Renesmee's birthday," I smiled and flung myself on to his couch. "We were wondering if we could steal you away for the party?"

"Of course, Bella, how could I miss my only granddaughters twenty first birthday?" Carlisle threw several documents into his briefcase and turned off his computer.

"Good, because if you did Esme would be the last of your worries," Rose said with a toothy grin.

Twenty-one years ago life was created. Twenty-one years life was destroyed. Twenty-one years my heart was given a new reason to love. Renesmee.

When I was eighteen years old I married the love of my life, Edward Cullen. The wedding was fit for a princess and was everything I didn't know I wanted until I had it. At the end of the aisle awaited the man who promised to love me to not only 'till death do us part but for an eternity. We honeymooned on a breath taking island and gave ourselves not only emotionally but physically as well. I was nervous about what was to come after our time away because I knew it would be no time at all before I was finally beside Edward as an equal. No longer would our 'species' difference keep us apart. However, while on our stay I became alerted to my pregnancy. I was scared. Honestly, I was lost. I wanted to bury myself in the ground before I could keep moving. I needed time to cope. I needed time to understand. The only thing I didn't need time was to know that this baby would be blessed. This baby was something no one ever knew possible.

Renesmee did not disappoint.

Edward did not take the news well and that's putting it extremely lightly. He went into a vampiric shock and held himself away from me. As if his mere touch would break me. Ludicrous.

He wanted me to get rid of it. It. The fetus. Never the baby. He looked at me differently. I should have seen it coming. I should have understood him. Even now after twenty-one years I still can't comprehend.

"Rosalie? I need your help," I gulped loudly into the phone. Edward was in the other room but as far as I could tell he wasn't listening to me.

"What's wrong, Bella?" The Ice Queen's harsh disposition softened slightly at my words. Before I could tell her she spoke again, curious, "Is there someone there with you? A human?" I couldn't help but smile at her words.

"Rosalie…I'm pregnant. Edward wants me to get rid of the baby. He keeps calling the baby an it! I'm scared. What should I do? Can you help me? I really need your help. Only you can understand what this feels like to me. He's everything I want and more…I just never knew how much I really wanted him!" I cried unabashedly into my sister-in-law's ear. A woman that a week ago I would have never spoken to her about such circumstances. We weren't as close as Alice and I. The difference was that Rosalie still held on to her human self and Alice could not remember any of it. She wouldn't be able to comprehend this mothering need I had just recently unearthed.

"Bella…just calm down and listen to me: everything will be alright. Act like you are okay because you are okay, okay? I will deal with my brother when you land. Stay calm and think of baby names," Rosalie laughed slightly and pressed calmness over me. Everything would be okay.

Rosalie handled everything. She became my body guard. Protecting not only my little boy, but also me. We were becoming a family.

"Edward?" I called out from the porch of the Cullen Manor. Before my eyes could adjust I felt him near me. "Edward…" I crooned softly and closed my eyes. I felt my baby stir within me, content.

"Bella," Edward called to me and my eyes sprung open.

"Yes?" I willed my eyes to adjust but they just wouldn't. I had only my sense of hearing to rely on.

"I lied, Bella."

"About what, Edward?" I looked blindly around for him with no avail.

"I lied, Bella," he began again, "I can't do ''till death do us part,' I can't sit around and watch you die. You may not realize it, Rosalie," he snarled her name like an expletive. My stomach cringed at his tone. "Rosalie may not realize it but, that thing will kill you. I will not sit around waiting for you to die, Bella."

"You lied?" My eyes were thick with unshed tears. How could he do this again? He promised! Never again…never, ever again! Did I make it all up? Did I? My frantic thoughts caused my head to swim unnaturally.

"Good bye, Bella."

And with that my husband, my reason for existing, was gone. I fell to the ground and felt a distinct pull in my stomach. "Carlisle!" I screamed loudly, subconsciously praying that Edward would turn around for me. Us. His family.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Carlisle pulled me up from the ground and carried me into the house. My family surrounded me and I felt their cold hands touch my face as I fell into the darkness.

The final words of my human life were: "Save the baby. Edward's gone…forever."

The awakening into my new life was a lot like what I imagined the awakening into my old life was: disorienting. So many colors! So many smells! So much…everything!

But nothing mattered.

My reason for everything was gone…

Until…

"Bella? Do you want to meet Renesmee?" Rosalie smiled to me from the corner of the room. In her arms was a tiny bundle of pink wrapped around the most beautiful copper curls.

"Just like your daddy, Renesmee. So beautiful…" Rosalie handed me a new reason to live. My baby girl.

"Bella! If you do not go and find that girl of yours I will just…" Alice threatened me again from her ladder. The pixie had been hanging birthday decorations all day and was getting more volatile as the time went on. I groaned and heaved myself off the floor, abandoning the horrible wrapping job I was doing on Renesmee's birthday gift.

"Fine, fine, Alice! I relent! Get your husband in here to wrap these gifts!"

"Mom?" a sweet, soft voice calls through the house.

"The birthday girl is home," I whisper too low for Renesmee to hear.

Finally, I think happily and stick out my tongue at Alice.

A/N: 11-30-10 Updated. Review for a teaser or just because you love to hit buttons ;)