Renesmee...

[Bella Cullen]

Bella walked with Edward back to the Cullen home after their hunt. Wearing his white button down (clean) shirt, with it open in the front she felt like she had butterflies knowing she soon would meet her daughter. As they approached the house she could hear and smell a combination of many things. A heart that beat faster than the rest, a steady and strong heart, combined with a strange smell. Jacob came around the house as Bella stopped and looked at him. 

After testing her patience and learning of her daughters horrible nickname she was finally going to meet her. Holding onto Edward's hand with a smile. Closer and closer she came to the fluttering heart that beat like a hummingbirds wings, it could only be Renesmee's. As she entered the door, the family stood watching, all eyes on her. She gave them a small uneasy smile and looked around. Emmett stepped aside to reveal Rose holding what appeared to be a child at the age of two months. Confusion crossed her mind, as she remembered Edward speaking of how different she was and how rapid she grew. She approached slowly and extended her arms. Everyone looked at her, worried expressions on their faces. Edward stepped forward and began.

"She's okay, while hunting Bella found the scent of humans on a trail and followed it." Everyone's eyes grew bigger. "Wait, that's not all. She stopped hunting, when she realized they were human. She would not inhale, turned around and headed North. I've never seen anything like it." Jasper stared astonished. Rose, looked hesitate. Bella smiled a small smile and couldn't wait to hold her.

[Rosalie Hale]

*I was holding the baby close when I sensed my brother and Bella walk up. Turning to face them, I held on even tighter. This was the first time Bella had been this close to Renesmee since she was turned. I study the look on Bella's face and found myself wishing I had the same gift as Edward, to read thoughts. I wanted to be able to hear what Bella was thinking, feeling. I know Edward said that she turned away from the humans in the woods, that she wouldn't even inhale but he would trust her with any thing, his own life but how about the life of his half human child? I took one step back "It is to soon Edward" Turning to look at the new vampire "She is a newborn" I sheltered the baby even more. "I just can't not yet" The look on Edward's face told me that he knew that not only was I worried about Bella losing control around the Nessie but that I also didn't want to turn over the closest thing that I had to a child of my own. I have been looking out for her since she drew her first breath, I bathed her, fed her and comforted her while Bella was healing and changing. Now, how could I just turn her over, just like that?

[Nessa]

-her aunt Rose Lillian Hale tightened her grip, but she didn't care. She knew that voice; it called to her, beckoned her closer. Didn't they realize she needed to be closer? To touch her? She wiggled more, reaching and staring at her intently, her brown eyes wide and bright, hand clenching open and closed wanting nothing more than to be in the woman's arms. No one was paying her attention, they were all focused on the woman that was slowly inching forward. She wiggled more against the stone cold, hard as diamonds arms that were holding her. Her face scrunched up, her mouth opened and she let out a wail loud enough to rattle the windows-

[Bella Cullen]

Bella watched as Rosalie fought with the decision to give Renesmee to her, and she understood her hesitancy. But her patience ran thin, she was her mother and she wanted to meet her child. "I..I'm fine. I could never hurt her. Ever. You have to trust me, Rose." She knew that Rosalie had formed a bond with her child, and now felt the maternal pull. Rosalie had always wanted a family of her own, but Bella would not let her claim her daughter.

After the wail the child let out, Bella extended her arms and approached slowly. As the others shifted nervously watching, Rose still held Renesmee, but turned so her features showed more. Oh, she looked so much like....it was hard to tell, for she resembled Bella in subtle ways as she did her father. In her eyes, Bella could see Charlie. It was the Swan family eyes. The fairest of skin, pink cheeks, cute dimples and bouncy bronze curls.

She looked at Rose with pleading eyes. "Please...Rose."

[Rosalie Hale]

*I stood there, looking at Bella, hearing her pleas to see her child. I felt Nessie reach her tiny arms towards her...mother. Then it hit me, no matter how much I loved this child, she was not mine, would never be mine. I had to let her go. I took a few slow steps towards Bella's open arms. Stopping just short of her reach, I turned to look at Emmett. "It's ok Rosie, trust me" Then he mouthed the words "I love you". Turning back to Bella, I took two steps closer and gently placed the pink bundle in her arms. Stepping back, my dead heart shattered in a thousand tiny pieces*

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[Nessa]

-she smiled up at her, her tiny white teeth contrasting against her red lips. She stared at her, taking in every last curve on her face. She reached her hand up slowly, not wanting to scare her; everyone in the room got even more still than they were before, it was so quiet a pin could have been heard had one dropped. Her tiny hand cupped the woman's face and her smile grew.-

-she shared with her the first memory she had; it wasn't beautiful. A woman, lying on a table, her face waxy and pale, sweat glistening her skin and a smearing of blood all over her. That was the first memory she had of Bella. Then she had been whisked away by the pretty woman with light hair; Rose was the one that had take care of her the most. Then there was the man with dark hair and dark brown eyes; there was something wild about him. She knew, in her tiny heart, that this man was someone very special to her.-

-she heard Bella gasp and she pulled her hand away slowly, staring at her and slowly smiling to show her dimples-

[Bella Cullen]

Bella felt the small hand cup her face as she stood completely still. Soon a mental image filled her mind. It was from the viewpoint of...Renesmee? Watching the horror unfold as she seen her very limp and bloody body as she was whisked away from Edward's arms. She nodded once. "Yes, that was me. I'm okay now." She held her daughter close to her and gave Edward a sideways glance truly taken aback by her daughters gift. She was special alright. There had always been a chance that she would be gifted, knowing her bloodline...but this...this was amazing. Running her hand over her daughters smooth and warm cheek she smiled. "Renesmee...."

[Nessa]

-that voice.... she knew that voice. It was the same voice that had talked to her and told her that everything was okay, sang to her.- Mama. -the look on her face was a look of amazement, happiness. She smiled at her and lifted her hand again to touch her face. She wanted to share everything with her. Her warm hand touched Bella's cold cheek and she continued to 'speak' to her in her own special way.-

-Rose was holding her; she was swaddled in a blanket and the room was dim. Rose was speaking softly, almost singing, to her as she cooed and looked around. She clenched her fingers, her toes, wigged her legs as best she could for being wrapped so tight in the blanket. Suddenly there was another presence in the room, a warm presence with a beating heart. He crept behind Rose and stopped when his eyes met hers.-

-Nessie removed her hand from Bella's cheek and smiled at her again- Mama.

[Bella Cullen]

She watched it all unfold in front of her like she was the one seeing it. Renesmee's visions, then a spoken word of "Mama" and her heart felt as if it had leaped from the tallest of buildings in one single bound. Her warm hand against her cheek as she pressed her cold hand to her daughters warmed one and continued to watch.

Jacob...she watched as Jacob sank to his knees in defeat, where just a second before it was a look of evil thoughts; determined. Determined to cause her daughter harm, but then she realized when she watched his surrender. Her throat went dry as she finally understood. She now had no doubt that Jacob would be whatever Renesmee...Nessie...needed--be it friend, brother, or even later maybe a lover. Jake had always held a special place in her heart, and now even though it no longer beat, he was still family.

She remembered while pregnant she was stuck to Jacob, it was like this magnetic pull to him. When he was around, she was happy...content. When he wasn't the pain was horrible, the weakness gave her almost no hope. It was all because of Renesmee. It was written, it was destined. She looked around at everyone looking at her wondering what she was seeing. Bella smiled at Renesmee and said in a singy voice. "I understand butterfly, I understand."

[Nessa]

-she understood her, nodding her head and smiling happily at her- Mama. Mamamamamama. -she clapped her hands and giggled. The room was silent until her stomach rumbled. She looked down from where the noise came then up to her mama, eyes wide and mouth in the shape of an O. She pointed at it and frowned as she scrunched up her face-

[Bella Cullen]

Bella looked to Edward a little panicky not knowing what to do. Carlisle was dashing out the room before she knew it and had come back with a cup full of blood. She watched astonished as the two month old, drank from the cup of blood making greedy newborn noises. She nestled Renesmee in her arms and went over to the couch ignoring everyone present. Her butterfly looked sleepy with heavy eyes, as she began to rock and hum softly. Something she remembered her mother doing for her as a child. [hmm hmmmm hmm hm hm hm hm hm hmmmm] Then with the sweetest of voices, Bella never knew she could ever have she began to sing.

"Caterpillar in the tree, how you wonder who you'll be. Can't go far, but you can always dream. Wish you may and wish you might, don't you worry hold on tight, I promise you there will come a day....My butterfly you'll fly away."

Edward watched over her with a smile as the rest of the family inched closer taking in the breathtaking moment of a mother and her child.