My fist fanfic so reviews good or bad are much appreaciated!

I am also installing chapter two

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Bella's Point of View

I stood at the window staring out at the little girl. The little girl that was my little girl. Renesemee was only about two years old and looked much like a six year old. She was wearing a jumper and her bronze colored curls were in pigtails with tendrils falling out of the braids. Jacob was pushing her on a swing that he had fashioned the day after we had defeated the Volturi. Apparently Jacob had promised Nessie one with out anyone's knowledge. I could still remember that day; her face had lit up like a Christmas tree.

I sighed and pressed my forehead against the glass. I didn't hear him approach, but suddenly strong arms were around my waist and pulling me back against a hard chest. I leaned into him needing the comfort. Needing him.

His lips went to my ear. "What is it?" he asked, his breath falling upon my skin like a caress that sent shivers down my spine.

I shook my head afraid to tell him what was on my mind. It would upset him and I would never want him to go through what I was going through. I looked at Renesemee and smiled, seeing her and Jacob laughing carelessly. I wanted to tell him what was wrong, that I wanted another child. That I wanted more time with my daughter. I wasn't at all ready for the coming years or even months knowing that I wouldn't have enough time with her as a child. I wanted it all. I wanted the terrible twos, the learning of new things, to see our child find their toes for the first time. Renesemee was like a young adult when she was born, not that I ever disapproved, I just wanted time.

"What are we going to do?" I found myself whisper.

His arms tightened around me and I knew I didn't need to explain I was talking about the imprinting. "I do not know," he murmured. "I do know that I'd much rather give my daughter to that mutt than a human or vampire. I trust him with her." He sighed and pressed his lips to my shoulder lightly. "I've seen his mind, my love," he reassured me. "Even now that she is older, he has no romantic feelings towards her. I do not know if he is controlling his thoughts or if he never truly thought about it, but I've never once read his mind and it involved him with a much older Nessie."

I sighed again. It wasn't that I didn't trust Jake; it was just that I didn't want to give up my baby.

I felt his lips move to my hair. "I know what you're thinking," he said with a slight chuckle, "and I don't want to have to ever give her up either."

I turned around and buried my face against his chest suddenly feeling the need for the solace he always provided. He pulled my face up with a hand on my chin forcing my gaze to his. "It's more than Renesemee and Jacob," he assumed.

I smiled weekly and shook my head. "I think I'm thirsty."

He smiled my smile. "Let's go hunt," he said against my lips as he kissed me.

At that moment, knowing the exact way I could distract him, I knew he wouldn't bring it up for awhile.

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Renesemee's Point of View

4 years later…

I looked at the sky as I twisted myself on my swing. The sky was blue with little to no clouds. I looked down at my bare arms slightly wishing I could sparkle like the rest of my family did. A lot of things had changed over the summer. I had convinced that Jacob going to spend the summer with his pack and his family was a great idea. Which is true, my best friend hadn't seen his father in too long, but I missed him terribly considering we'd never been apart since I was a baby. I wasn't sure where these feelings were coming from, but they were there.

I twirled myself on the swing Jake had put up for me. Once I had coiled the chains as much as they would go, I lifted my feet from the ground and I spun around. I started giggling. I wasn't sure if I was slaphappy since I hadn't been sleeping well since the last night Jake was with us, but I didn't care. Laughing was always my way to feel happy. Relaxed.

The swing finally stopped its twirl and I threw my head back with a cackle of laughter, when I laughed, my heart was no longer constricted akin to the way it was whenever I had thought of my best friend over the summer. I frowned and felt that little tightness around my heart. Not wanting to stand it, I re-coiled the chains as far as they could go. I looked up at the sky and lifted my feet with a slight giggle.

I stopped with a foot on the ground as my laughter increased. I held my stomach tight and felt my sides ache. It only caused me to laugh harder. Oh yeah, I was utterly slaphappy.

"Nessie?" a hesitant voice wondered aloud behind me.

I melted as I turned the swing around and saw my Jacob standing beside the trunk of the Oak tree.