Sharp. Defined.
The brilliant light overhead was still blinding-bright, and yet I could plainly see the glowing strands1 of thefilaments inside the bulb. I could see each color of the rainbow in the white light, and, at the very edge ofthe spectrum2, an eighth color I had no name for.
Behind the light, I could distinguish the individual grains in the dark wood ceiling above. In front of it, Icould see the dust motes3 in the air, the sides the light touched, and the dark sides, distinct and separate.
They spun5 like little planets, moving around each other in a celestial6 dance.
The dust was so beautiful that I inhaled7 in shock; the air whistled down my throat, swirling8 the motes intoa vortex. The action felt wrong. I considered, and realized the problem was that there was no relief tiedto the action. I didn't need the air. My lungs weren't waiting for it. They reacted indifferently to the influx9.
I did not need the air, but I liked it. In it, I could taste the room around me—taste the lovely dust motes,the mix of the stagnant10 air mingling11 with the flow of slightly cooler air from the open door. Taste a lushwhiff of silk. Taste a faint hint of something warm and desirable, something that should be moist, butwasn't... That smell made my throat burn dryly, a faint echo of the venom12 burn, though the scent13 wastainted by the bite of chlorine and ammonia. And most of all, I could taste analmost-honey-lilac-and-sun-flavored scent that was the strongest thing, the closest thing to me.
I heard the sound of the others, breathing again now that I did. Their breath mixed with the scent thatwas something just off honey and lilac and sunshine, bringing new flavors. Cinnamon, hyacinth, pear,seawater, rising bread, pine, vanilla14, leather, apple, moss15, lavender, chocolate.... I traded a dozendifferent comparisons in my mind, but none of them fit exactly. So sweet and pleasant.
The TV downstairs had been muted, and I heard someone—Rosalie?—shift her weight on the first floor.
I also heard a faint, thudding rhythm, with a voice shouting angrily to the beat. Rap music? I wasmystified for a moment, and then the sound faded away like a car passing by with the windows rolleddown.
With a start, I realized that this could be exactly right. Could I hear all the way to the freeway?
I didn't realize someone was holding my hand until whoever it was squeezed it lightly. Like it had beforeto hide the pain, my body locked down again in surprise. This was not a touch I expected. The skin wasperfectly smooth, but it was the wrong temperature. Not cold.
After that first frozen second of shock, my body responded to the unfamiliar17 touch in a way that shockedme even more.
Air hissed19 up my throat, spitting through my clenched20 teeth with a low, menacing sound like a swarm21 ofbees. Before the sound was out, my muscles bunched and arched, twisting away from the unknown. Iflipped off my back in a spin so fast it should have turned the room into an incomprehensible blur—but itdid not. I saw every dust mote4, every splinter in the wood-paneled walls, every loose thread inmicroscopic detail as my eyes whirled past them.
So by the time I found myself crouched23 against the wall defensively—about a sixteenth of a secondlater—I already understood what had startled me, and that I had overreacted.
Oh. Of course. Edward wouldn't feel cold to me. We were the same temperature now.
I held my pose for an eighth of a second longer, adjusting to the scene before me.
Edward was leaning across the operating table that had been my pyre, his hand reached out toward me,his expression anxious.
Edward's face was the most important thing, but my peripheral24 vision catalogued everything else, just incase. Some instinct to defend had been triggered, and I automatically searched for any sign of danger.
My vampire25 family waited cautiously against the far wall by the door, Emmett and Jasper in the front.
Like there was danger. My nostrils26 flared27, searching for the threat. I could smell nothing out of place.
That faint scent of something delicious—but marred28 by harsh chemicals—tickled my throat again, settingit to aching and burning.
Alice was peeking29 around Jasper's elbow with a huge grin on her face; the light sparkled off her teeth,another eight-color rainbow.
That grin reassured31 me and then put the pieces together. Jasper and Emmett were in the front to protectthe others, as I had assumed. What I hadn't grasped immediately was that / was the danger.
All this was a sideline. The greater part of my senses and my mind were still focused on Edward's face.
I had never seen it before this second.
How many times had I stared at Edward and marveled over his beauty? How many hours—days,weeks—of my life had I spent dreaming about what I then deemed to be perfection? I thought I'd knownhis face better than my own. I'd thought this was the one sure physical thing in my whole world: theflawlessness of Edward's face.
I may as well have been blind.
For the first time, with the dimming shadows and limiting weakness of humanity taken off my eyes, I sawhis face. I gasped33 and then struggled with my vocabulary, unable to find the right words. I needed betterwords.
At this point, the other part of my attention had ascertained34 that there was no danger here besidesmyself, and I automatically straightened out of my crouch22; almost a whole second had passed since I'dbeen on the table.
I was momentarily preoccupied35 by the way my body moved. The instant I'd considered standing36 erect37, Iwas already straight. There was no brief fragment of time in which the action occurred; change wasinstantaneous, almost as if there was no movement at all.
I continued to stare at Edward's face, motionless again.
He moved slowly around the table—each step taking nearly half a second, each step flowing sinuouslylike river water weaving over smooth stones—his hand still outstretched.
I watched the grace of his advance, absorbing it with my new eyes.
"Bella?" he asked in a low, calming tone, but the worry in his voice layered my name with tension.
I could not answer immediately, lost as I was in the velvet38 folds of his voice. It was the most perfectsymphony, a symphony in one instrument, an instrument more profound than any created by man___"Bella, love? I'm sorry, I know it's disorienting. But you're all right. Everything is fine."Everything? My mind spun out, spiraling back to my last human hour. Already, the memory seemed dim,like I was watching through a thick, dark veil—because my human eyes had been half blind. Everythinghad been so blurred39.
When he said everything was fine, did that include Renesmee? Where was she? With Rosalie? I tried toremember her face—I knew that she had been beautiful—but it was irritating to try to see through thehuman memories. Her face was shrouded40 in darkness, so poorly lit___What about Jacob? Was he fine? Did my long-suffering best friend hate me now? Had he gone back toSam's pack? Seth and Leah, too?
Were the Cullens safe, or had my transformation41 ignited the war with the pack? Did Edward's blanketassurance cover all of that? Or was he just trying to calm me?
And Charlie? What would I tell him now? He must have called while I was burning. What had they toldhim? What did he think had happened to me?
As I deliberated for one small piece of a second over which question to ask first, Edward reached outtentatively and stroked his fingertips across my cheek. Smooth as satin, soft as a feather, and now exactlymatched to the temperature of my skin.
His touch seemed to sweep beneath the surface of my skin, right through the bones of my face. Thefeeling was tingly, electric—it jolted43 through my bones, down my spine44, and trembled in my stomach.
Wait,I thought as the trembling blossomed into a warmth, a yearning45. Wasn't I supposed to lose this?
Wasn't giving up this feeling a part of the bargain?
I was a newborn vampire. The dry, scorching46 ache in my throat gave proof to that. And I knew whatbeing a newborn entailed47. Human emotions and longings48 would come back to me later in some form, butI'd accepted that I would not feel them in the beginning. Only thirst. That was the deal, the price. I'dagreed to pay it.
But as Edward's hand curled to the shape of my face like satin-covered steel, desire raced through mydried-out veins49, singing from my scalp to my toes.
He arched one perfect eyebrow50, waiting for me to speak.
I threw my arms around him.
Again, it was like there was no movement. One moment I stood straight and still as a statue; in the sameinstant, he was in my arms.
Warm—or at least, that was my perception. With the sweet, delicious scent that I'd never been able toreally take in with my dull human senses, but that was one hundred percent Edward. I pressed my faceinto his smooth chest.
And then he shifted his weight uncomfortably. Leaned away from my embrace. I stared up at his face,confused and frightened by the rejection51.
"Urn... carefully, Bella. Ow."I yanked my arms away, folding them behind my back as soon as I understood.
I was too strong.
"Oops," I mouthed.
He smiled the kind of smile that would have stopped my heart if it were still beating.
"Don't panic, love," he said, lifting his hand to touch my lips, parted in horror. "You're just a bit strongerthan I am for the moment."My eyebrows52 pushed together. I'd known this, too, but it felt more surreal than any other part of thisultimately surreal moment. I was stronger than Edward. I'd made him say ow.
His hand stroked my cheek again, and I all but forgot my distress53 as another wave of desire rippledthrough my motionless body.
These emotions were so much stronger than I was used to that it was hard to stick to one train ofthought despite the extra room in my head. Each new sensation overwhelmed me. I remembered Edwardsaying once—his voice in my head a weak shadow compared to the crystal, musical clarity I was hearingnow—that his kind, our kind, were easily distracted. I could see why.
I made a concerted effort to focus. There was something I needed to say. The most important thing.
Very carefully, so carefully that the movement was actually discernible, I brought my right arm out frombehind my back and raised my hand to touch his cheek. I refused to let myself be sidetracked by thepearly color of my hand or by the smooth silk of his skin or by the charge that zinged in my fingertips.
I stared into his eyes and heard my own voice for the first time.
"I love you," I said, but it sounded like singing. My voice rang and shimmered54 like a bell.
His answering smile dazzled me more than it ever had when I was human; I could really see it now.
"As I love you," he told me.
He took my face between his hands and leaned his face to mine—slow enough to remind me to becareful. Hekissed me, soft as a whisper at first, and then suddenly stronger, fiercer. I tried to remember to be gentlewith him, but it was hard work to remember anything in the onslaught of sensation, hard to hold on to anycoherent thoughts.
It was like he'd never kissed me—like this was our first kiss. And, in truth, he'd never kissed me thisway before.
It almost made me feel guilty. Surely I was in breach55 of the contract. I couldn't be allowed to have this,too.
Though I didn't need oxygen, my breathing sped, raced as fast as it had when I was burning. This was adifferent kind of fire.
Someone cleared his throat. Emmett. I recognized the deep sound at once, joking and annoyed at thesame time.
I'd forgotten we weren't alone. And then I realized that the way I was curved around Edward now wasnot exactly polite for company.
Embarrassed, I half-stepped away in another instantaneous movement.
Edward chuckled56 and stepped with me, keeping his arms tight around my waist. His face was glowing—like a white flame burned from behind his diamond skin.
I took an unnecessary breath to settle myself.
How different this kissing was! I read his expression as I compared the indistinct human memories to thisclear, intense feeling. He looked... a little smug.
"You've been holding out on me," I accused in my singing voice, my eyes narrowing a tiny bit.
He laughed, radiant with relief that it was all over—the fear, the pain, the uncertainties57, the waiting, all ofit behind us now. "It was sort of necessary at the time," he reminded me. "Now it's your turn to not breakme." He laughed again.
I frowned as I considered that, and then Edward was not the only one laughing.
Carlisle stepped around Emmett and walked toward me swiftly; his eyes were only slightly wary58, butJasper shadowed his footsteps. I'd never seen Carlisle's face before either, not really. I had an odd urgeto blink—like I was staring at the sun.
"How do you feel, Bella?" Carlisle asked.
I considered that for a sixty-fourth of a second.
"Overwhelmed. There's so much. ..." I trailed off, listening to the bell-tone of my voice again.
"Yes, it can be quite confusing."I nodded one fast, jerky bob. "But I feel like me. Sort of. I didn't expect that."Edward's arms squeezed lightly around my waist. "I told you so," he whispered.
"You are quite controlled," Carlisle mused59. "More so than / expected, even with the time you had toprepare yourself mentally for this."I thought about the wild mood swings, the difficulty concentrating, and whispered, "I'm not sure aboutthat."He nodded seriously, and then his jeweled eyes glittered with interest. "It seems like we did somethingright with the morphine this time. Tell me, what do you remember of the transformation process?"I hesitated, intensely aware of Edward's breath brushing against my cheek, sending whispers ofelectricity through my skin.
"Everything was... very dim before. I remember the baby couldn't breathe___"I looked at Edward, momentarily frightened by the memory.
"Renesmee is healthy and well," he promised, a gleam I'd never seen before in his eyes. He said hername with an understated fervor60. A reverence61. The way devout62 people talked about their gods. "Whatdo you remember after that?"I focused on my poker63 face. I'd never been much of a liar18. "It's hard to remember. It was so darkbefore. And then... I opened my eyes and I could see everything""Amazing," Carlisle breathed, his eyes alight.
Chagrin washed through me, and I waited for the heat to burn in my cheeks and give me away. And thenI remembered that I would never blush again. Maybe that would protect Edward from the truth.
I'd have to find a way to tip off Carlisle, though. Someday. If he ever needed to create another vampire.
That possibility seemed very unlikely, which made me feel better about lying.
"I want you to think—to tell me everything you remember," Carlisle pressed excitedly, and I couldn'thelp the grimace64 that flashed across my face. I didn't want to have to keep lying, because I might slip up.
And I didn't want to think about the burning. Unlike the human memories, that part was perfectly16 clearand I found I could remember it with far too much precision.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Bella," Carlisle apologized immediately. "Of course your thirst must be veryuncomfortable. This conversation can wait."Until he'd mentioned it, the thirst actually wasn't unmanageable. There was so much room in my head. Aseparate part of my brain was keeping tabs on the burn in my throat, almost like a reflex. The way my oldbrain had handled breathing and blinking.
But Carlisle's assumption brought the burn to the forefront of my mind. Suddenly, the dry ache was all Icould think about, and the more I thought about it, the more it hurt. My hand flew up to cup my throat,like I could smother65 the flames from the outside. The skin of my neck was strange beneath my fingers. Sosmooth it was somehow soft, though it was hard as stone, too.
Edward dropped his arms and took my other hand, tugging66 gently. "Let's hunt, Bella."My eyes opened wider and the pain of the thirst receded67, shock taking its place.
Me? Hunt? With Edward? But... how? I didn't know what to do.
He read the alarm in my expression and smiled encouragingly. "It's quite easy, love. Instinctual. Don'tworry, I'll show you." When I didn't move, he grinned his crooked68 smile and raised his eyebrows. "I wasunder the impression that you'd always wanted to see me hunt."I laughed in a short burst of humor (part of me listened in wonder to the pealing69 bell sound) as his wordsreminded me of cloudy human conversations. And then I took a whole second to run quickly throughthose first dayswith Edward—the true beginning of my life—in my head so that I would never forget them. I did notexpect that it would be so uncomfortable to remember. Like trying to squint70 through muddy water. Iknew from Rosalie's experience that if I thought of my human memories enough, I would not lose themover time. I did not want to forget one minute I'd spent with Edward, even now, when eternity71 stretchedin front of us. i would have to make sure those human memories were cemented into my infallible vampiremind.
"Shall we?" Edward asked. He reached up to take the hand that was still at my neck. His fingerssmoothed down the column of my throat. "I don't want you to be hurting," he added in a low murmur72.
Something I would not have been able to hear before.
Tm fine," I said out of lingering human habit. "Wait. First."There was so much. I'd never gotten to my questions. There were more important things than the ache.
It was Carlisle who spoke73 now. "Yes?""I want to see her. Renesmee."It was oddly difficult to say her name. My daughter, these words were even harder to think. It allseemed so distant. I tried to remember how I had felt three days ago, and automatically, my hands pulledfree of Edward's and dropped to my stomach.
Flat. Empty. I clutched at the pale silk that covered my skin, panicking again, while an insignificant74 partof my mind noted75 that Alice must have dressed me.
I knew there was nothing left inside me, and I faintly remembered the bloody76 removal scene, but thephysical proof was still hard to process. All I knew was loving my little nudger inside of me. Outside ofme, she seemed like something I must have imagined. A fading dream—a dream that was half nightmare.
While I wrestled77 with my confusion, I saw Edward and Carlisle exchange a guarded glance.
"What?" I demanded.
"Bella," Edward said soothingly78. "That's not really a good idea. She's half human, love. Her heart beats,and blood runs in her veins. Until your thirst is positively79 under control... You don't want to put her indanger, do you?"I frowned. Of course I must not want that.
Was I out of control? Confused, yes. Easily unfocused, yes. But dangerous? To her? My daughter?
I couldn't be positive that the answer was no. So I would have to be patient. That sounded difficult.
Because until I saw her again, she wouldn't be real. Just a fading dream... of a stranger...
"Where is she?" I listened hard, and then I could hear the beating heart on the floor below me. I couldhear more than one person breathing—quietly, like they were listening, too. There was also a flutteringsound, a thrumming, that I couldn't place___And the sound of the heartbeat was so moist and appealing, that my mouth started watering.
So I would definitely have to learn how to hunt before I saw her. My stranger baby.
"Is Rosalie with her?""Yes," Edward answered in a clipped tone, and I could see that something he'd thought of upset him. I'dthoughthe and Rose were over their differences. Had the animosity erupted again? Before I could ask, he pulledmy hands away from my flat stomach, tugging gently again.
"Wait," I protested again, trying to focus. "What about Jacob? And Charlie? Tell me everything that Imissed. How long was I... unconscious?"Edward didn't seem to notice my hesitation80 over the last word. Instead, he was exchanging another waryglance with Carlisle.
"What's wrong?" I whispered.
"Nothing is wrong" Carlisle told me, emphasizing the last word in a strange way. "Nothing has changedmuch, actually—you were only unaware81 for just over two days. It was very fast, as these things go.
Edward did an excellent job. Quite innovative—the venom injection straight to your heart was his idea."He paused to smile proudly at his son and then sighed. "Jacob is still here, and Charlie still believes thatyou are sick. He thinks you're in Atlanta right now, undergoing tests at the CDC. We gave him a badnumber, and he's frustrated82. He's been speaking to Esme.""I should call him...," I murmured to myself, but, listening to my own voice, I understood the newdifficulties. He wouldn't recognize this voice. It wouldn't reassure30 him. And then the earlier surpriseintruded. "Hold on—Jacob is still here?"Another glance between them.
"Bella," Edward said quickly. "There's much to discuss, but we should take care of you first. You haveto be in pain___"When he pointed83 that out, I remembered the burn in my throat and swallowed convulsively. "But Jacob—""We have all the time in the world for explanations, love," he reminded me gently.
Of course. I could wait a little longer for the answer; it would be easier to listen when the fierce pain ofthe fiery84 thirst was no longer scattering85 my concentration. "Okay.""Wait, wait, wait," Alice trilled from the doorway86. She danced across the room, dreamily graceful87. Aswith Edward and Carlisle, I felt some shock as I really looked at her face for the first time. So lovely.
"You promised I could be there the first time! What if you two run past something reflective?""Alice—," Edward protested.
"It will only take a second!" And with that, Alice darted88 from the room.
Edward sighed.
"What is she talking about?"But Alice was already back, carrying the huge, gilt-framed mirror from Rosalie's room, which was nearlytwice as tall as she was, and several times as wide.
Jasper had been so still and silent that I'd taken no notice of him since he'd followed behind Carlisle.
Now he moved again, to hover89 over Alice, his eyes locked on my expression. Because I was the dangerhere.
I knew he would be tasting the mood around me, too, and so he must have felt my jolt42 of shock as Istudied his face, looking at it closely for the first time.
Through my sightless human eyes, the scars left from his former life with the newborn armies in the Southhad been mostly invisible. Only with a bright light to throw their slightly raised shapes into definition couldI even make out their existence.
Now that I could see, the scars were Jasper's most dominant90 feature. It was hard to take my eyes off hisravaged neck and jaw—hard to believe that even a vampire could have survived so many sets of teethripping into his throat.
Instinctively, I tensed to defend myself. Any vampire who saw Jasper would have had the same reaction.
The scars were like a lighted billboard91. Dangerous, they screamed. How many vampires92 had tried tokill Jasper? Hundreds? Thousands? The same number that had died in the attemptJasper both saw and felt my assessment93, my caution, and he smiled wryly94.
"Edward gave me grief for not getting you to a mirror before the wedding," Alice said, pulling myattention away from her frightening lover. Tm not going to be chewed out again.""Chewed out?" Edward asked skeptically, one eyebrow curving upward.
"Maybe I'm overstating things," she murmured absently as she turned the mirror to face me.
"And maybe this has solely95 to do with your own voyeuristic96 gratification," he countered.
Alice winked97 at him.
I was only aware of this exchange with the lesser98 part of my concentration. The greater part was rivetedon the person in the mirror.
My first reaction was an unthinking pleasure. The alien creature in the glass was indisputably beautiful,every bit as beautiful as Alice or Esme. She was fluid even in stillness, and her flawless face was pale asthe moon against the frame of her dark, heavy hair. Her limbs were smooth and strong, skin glisteningsubtly, luminous99 as a pearl.
My second reaction was horror.
Who was she? At first glance, I couldn't find my face anywhere in the smooth, perfect planes of herfeatures.
And her eyes! Though I'd known to expect them, her eyes still sent a thrill of terror through me.
All the while I studied and reacted, her face was perfectly composed, a carving100 of a goddess, showingnothing of the turmoil101 roiling102 inside me. And then her full lips moved.
"The eyes?" I whispered, unwilling103 to say my eyes. "How long?
"They'll darken up in a few months," Edward said in a soft, comforting voice. "Animal blood dilutes104 thecolor more quickly than a diet of human blood. They'll turn amber105 first, then gold."My eyes would blaze like vicious red flames for months?
"Months?" My voice was higher now, stressed. In the mirror, the perfect eyebrows lifted incredulouslyabove her glowing crimson106 eyes—brighter than any I'd ever seen before.
Jasper took a step forward, alarmed by the intensity107 of my sudden anxiety. He knew young vampiresonly too well; did this emotion presage108 some misstep on my part?
No one answered my question. I looked away, to Edward and Alice. Both their eyes were slightlyunfocused—reacting to Jasper's unease. Listening to its cause, looking ahead to the immediate32 future.
I took another deep, unnecessary breath.
"No, I'm fine," I promised them. My eyes flickered109 to the stranger in the mirror and back. "It's just... alot to take in."Jasper's brow furrowed110, highlighting the two scars over his left eye.
"I don't know," Edward murmured.
The woman in the mirror frowned. "What question did I miss?"Edward grinned. "Jasper wonders how you're doing it.""Doing what?""Controlling your emotions, Bella," Jasper answered. "I've never seen a newborn do that—stop anemotion in its tracks that way. You were upset, but when you saw our concern, you reined111 it in, regainedpower over yourself. I was prepared to help, but you didn't need it.""Is that wrong?" I asked. My body automatically froze as I waited for his verdict.
"No," he said, but his voice was unsure.
Edward stroked his hand down my arm, as if encouraging me to thaw112. "It's very impressive, Bella, butwe don't understand it. We don't know how long it can hold."I considered that for a portion of a second. At any moment, would I snap? Turn into a monster?
I couldn't feel it coming on.... Maybe there was no way to anticipate such a thing.
"But what do you think?" Alice asked, a little impatient now, pointing to the mirror.
"I'm not sure," I hedged, not wanting to admit how frightened I really was.
I stared at the beautiful woman with the terrifying eyes, looking for pieces of me. There was somethingthere in the shape of her lips—if you looked past the dizzying beauty, it was true that her upper lip wasslightly out of balance, a bit too full to match the lower. Finding this familiar little flaw made me feel a tinybit better. Maybe the rest of me was in there, too.
I raised my hand experimentally, and the woman in the mirror copied the movement, touching113 her face,too. Her crimson eyes watched me warily114.
Edward sighed.
I turned away from her to look at him, raising one eyebrow.
"Disappointed?" I asked, my ringing voice impassive.
He laughed. "Yes," he admitted.
I felt the shock break through the composed mask on my face, followed instantly by the hurt.
Alice snarled115. Jasper leaned forward again, waiting for me to snap.
But Edward ignored them and wrapped his arms tightly around my newly frozen form, pressing his lipsagainst my cheek. "I was rather hoping that I'd be able to hear your mind, now that it is more similar tomy own," he murmured. "And here I am, as frustrated as ever, wondering what could possibly be goingon inside your head."I felt better at once.
"Oh well," I said lightly, relieved that my thoughts were still my own. "I guess my brain will never workright. At least I'm pretty."It was becoming easier to joke with him as I adjusted, to think in straight lines. To be myself.
Edward growled116 in my ear. "Bella, you have never been merely pretty."Then his face pulled away from mine, and he sighed. "All right, all right," he said to someone.
"What?" I asked.
"You're making Jasper more edgy117 by the second. He may relax a little when you've hunted."I looked at Jasper's worried expression and nodded. I didn't want to snap here, if that was coming.
Better to be surrounded by trees than family.
"Okay. Let's hunt," I agreed, a thrill of nerves and anticipation118 making my stomach quiver. I unwrappedEdward's arms from around me, keeping one of his hands, and turned my back on the strange andbeautiful woman in the mirror.
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