This is my adaptation of a fifth book in the fabulous Stephanie Meyers "Twilight saga". Unfortunately I do not own the rights to any of the twilight books or characters. I am just not that lucky or talented. But like I say, I loved her work so much that I wanted to have a go at continuing the adventures.

Please let me know what you think.

Chapter 1 – New Start

Green flew past us on all sides. Once upon a time, I would have been nervous, no terrified of the speed. Not now though. That time was a whole other life ago. Now, speed was natural, easy, fun. I understood what I had not all those years ago, and now I could relax. I was in no danger. Everything was as it should be.

The drive raced past us and the trees started to thin. Then suddenly, the evergreen cave that we were racing through, opened out in to a large clearing. We were still surrounded by large trees, but they were not as over hanging as they had been along the drive.

The shiny Aston Martin wove round the outskirts of the meadow towards a large four door garage. The engine purred quietly as we pulled up next to the familiar yellow Porsche. We got out the car to look at our new home. I walked round the hood of the car at a relatively subdued pace. When I reached Edwards side, he wound his arms around me and kissed me lightly on the forehead.

"Well Mrs Cullen, what do you think?"

Being addressed as 'Mrs Cullen' didn't bother me as I had once thought it would. In the past, I had shuddered at the thought of marriage, but now, I was filled with joy and revelry when I thought of my husband and the forever that we had in front of us. The forever that I would use to do everything I could to at least try and show him just how much I loved him.

"I love it," I said with a content smile. "Esme truly has out done herself, its perfect."

It was definitely a grand house; Old but new, all at the same time. The three storeys of white stone stood out against the green foliage backdrop. There were five small steps up to an oversized porch with a beautiful swinging bench seat, large enough for four to sit on together. I imagined a lazy evening sat there, content in Edwards arms, swinging together watching the sun set in the trees. Perfect. That was my life now. I had everything that I had ever wanted and so much more than that.

Before I even knew he had moved, I was up in his arms, and he was carrying me effortlessly up the porch steps, and through the ornately decorated front door. I didn't take my eyes off his, as we entered the bright hall. I was completely captivated by his face, his perfect skin, his perfect lips, his perfect eyes. His beautiful liquid gold eyes still dazzled me, just as they had done when I had first met him.

"Thresholds are part of my job description," We both laughed, and the sound echoed around the acoustics of the hall. He placed me gently back down to the ground, but did not relinquish his hold on me. The room melted around me when his lips met mine, and we crushed ourselves to each other. My bliss was abruptly interrupted by a pronounced cough, coming from the intruder stood in the doorway at the far end of the hall.

"There is a time and a place for that." He chuckled. I quickly broke away from the kiss, and looked over in the direction of the familiar voice.

"Sorry Carlisle," I said with a giggle.

"Young Love, it's a wonderful thing, but you really should set a better example for your daughter. Is that what you would want to see of Renesmee?"

I huffed. That really did kill the mood. I indubitably did not want to be thinking of that right now, and neither did Edward. I heard his teeth grind together.

"Thanks Carlisle, I had just managed to distract myself from that." He said with an exasperated voice.

"I'm sorry, Edward. But I think it is something that you two will definitely have to talk about, however much the idea displeases you. Renesmee is fully matured now and…"

"Please Carlisle, not now! I really don't want to think about that right at this moment." Edward pleaded. He had evidently had enough. I guessed from his expression, that Carlisle was drawing on memories of just the sort of behaviour that Edward had been so desperately trying to block out.

He had become increasingly stressed with his mind reading ability of late. Well, since Renesmee's 7th birthday actually. Renesmee was not exactly what you would call a 'normal' 7 year old. She had indeed reached maturity, and now had the physical statute of a fully grown 18 year old. Her rapid growth had been a worry to us all at first, but with the events that had passed just a few months after her birth, our minds had all been put at rest.

When Alice, my clairvoyant sister-in-law, had had a vision of the Volturi, the Italian 'peace keepers' of our world, coming to destroy the entire Cullen Coven, we had all been parted. Alice and her mate Jasper had left us, well so they had led us to believe. Her parting message had been to round up as many of our friends to bare witness for us. The Volturi had chosen to intercede after Irena, an old friend of the Cullen Family, had gone to them, after mistaking Renesmee to be an 'Immortal Child'. Immortal children were an unforgivable creation which there was only one punishment for. Death.

This justification had been pretence for the actions of Aro, Caius and Marcus. Aro was a collector, and he sought to 'collect' members of my family who processed talents that they desired, in particular, Edward and Alice. The Volturi had weapons of their own. They had planned to use Jane, Alec and Chelsea to break the emotional ties that held us all together, incapacitate us, and then destroy us all one by one, saving the ones that they would welcome into the guard.

Their efforts had been thwarted though. Our collection of witnesses had made them falter, and Carlisle and Edward were able to explain the story of Renesmee. Through Edwards thoughts and memories, Aro saw it all. How I had conceived, carried and given birth to Renesmee when I was human. How Edward had changed me to save my life after her birth. How she had grown so much, so fast. He saw everything, and knew it was all true. Aro had been intrigued, but Caius' lust for the end of the Cullen's was so great, that they sort further charges to bring against us all.

'Renesmee was a danger as the unknown', had been their next angle; that her existence was a threat to the secrecy of our kind. But just as they were about to pass judgement, Alice and Jasper returned with Kachiri, Huilen and Nahuel. It transpired that, Nahuel also was half human, half vampire, just like Renesmee. He had matured within 7 years or so after his birth, and he was then, one hundred and fifty years old. The Volturi had no answer to this, and so they resigned themselves to this outcome, and returned to Italy.

We had heard nothing from them since that day, and just like Nahuel, Renesmee grew and matured over the next 6 years.

We celebrated Renesmee's seventh birthday with all of our family and friends. Nearly everyone who had stood with us, on that snowy day all those years ago, came to see her. The Denali coven, Eleazar, Carmen, Kate, Tanya and the once 'nomad' Garrett: the Amazon coven, Zachiri, Senna and Zafrina: the Egyptians, Amun, Kebi, Benjamin and Tia: the Irish coven, Maggie, Siobhan and Liam. Even Huilen and Nahuel had joined us. Of course Jacob and his pack were there too. Jacob could hardly stay away. His need to be there for, and with, Renesmee had not changed throughout the years, and naturally his pack would not let him be in such close proximity to all those 'bloodsuckers' without backup.

Edward had had a very difficult time that day, and it had not really got any easier. Up until Renesmee's birthday, Jacob had considered himself as nothing more than her protector, her friend, her confidant. But as this particular birthday represented her change into what was affectively adulthood, his thoughts had started to wonder….

This is what had been, and was still, the cause of Edwards stress. He was a father having to endure the thoughts of his only daughters mate. There was no doubt that Renesmee and Jacob would be forever, but that didn't mean that it was easy for Edward to hear about 'how lovely Renesmee looked in those jeans', or see images of his little girls first kiss. I had not been too thrilled with that particular landmark either. I was having a difficult time seeing her as anything other than my beautiful baby girl, my little nudger.

Suddenly I was curious.

"Where is everyone? Where's Renesmee? She and Jake left before we did, I don't think we passed them on our way here," I looked at Edward for reassurance on this statement. He looked at me and shook his head.

"Nessie is in her room, and Jacob has gone out to speak to the rest of the pack. He wanted to make sure that all is ok back home, I think he is still finding the separation difficult."

Even after all these years, the pull of his pack was still a daily difficulty for him to endure. Being a werewolf and the alpha of his pack was part of his life. But he had moved with us, so that we could start afresh when the town folk started taking. The pull of Renesmee was too strong for any kind of separation. Jacob and the rest of the pack both knew, and understood. Imprinting was not something that could be over ruled. For that reason, Jacob had followed us here to the second new beginning of both mine, and Renesmee's lives.

"Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie have gone out to hunt," Carlisle continued. "Esme has gone to sort out your enrolment in the school here. You all start there next week. That way, it is only a week or so in to the semester."

I groaned. This was an aspect of immortality that I was not sure I would ever get used to. Edward squeezed my shoulders gently.

"Come on, let's go and find Renesmee," He said, obviously trying to distract me from the thoughts of another new school. I agreed, snapping quickly out of my displeasure. "See you later Carlisle," I said over my shoulder, but he was already gone. I heard his quiet footsteps moving further away at a gentle pace.

Edward took my hand, and we walked together up the staircase, and headed in the direction of our daughters thrumming heartbeat.