A/N: I was inspired to write a Twilight (Post Breaking Dawn) fanfiction. It's in Renesmee's Point of View. As of yet, I'm not 100% of an exact plot, I have a few ideas stirring in my mind. Reviews please! :D

I love my family; they're more than I could have hoped for. A mother who died for me, a father who would fight until his head is ripped from his body for me, and they all love me dearly. I've been told "Who wouldn't love you? You're the most special one of us all." I can't see how. Mama can protect us all. Daddy can read minds. My aunt can see every possible future for each one of us; my uncle controls emotions.

All I can do is show people what I see from my perspective. A therapist could do the same thing, just without touch. But not many people are a hybrid of two very different races. Vampire and human, romance lore says ends in death. With my family, it ended with eternity.

My Jake won't age so long as he's near a vampire, and guess who is part vampire? I'll stop aging at fifteen or so, and Jake stopped aging at sixteen. If I can't stop his aging, my family will. I won't leave them, and Jake won't leave me. Neither will his pack, but I love Seth. Leah I can do without. I respect her, but she's quite rude most of the time.

I sat on the couch, waiting for Grandpa to be ready to measure me. I apparently looked like a seven year old. I wouldn't know the difference; I haven't met any other children, except Nahuel. I don't count him though, he's full grown.

Mama and Daddy were in the kitchen, talking to Jake about something. I didn't pay attention; a cartoon I enjoyed was on television. My aunt, Alice, was in the living room as well, looking frustrated. She couldn't see my future, or Jake's. We give her a headache; I couldn't understand why she would sit in the same room with me if I did that to her. It all boiled down to the most special one of us all.

"Nessie," Grandpa whispered. At least I think he whispered. I heard it perfectly, but with a house full of lore creatures, who needs to talk at a normal level?

"Ready for me, Grandpa?" I sprung from the couch. I loved doing that; I'll never cease being amazed by my speed and strength. Never.

"Of course, just come into the kitchen."

I don't know why he told me where he was. His scent could have led me there, or just his voice would have been enough. Years of working with humans, I suppose. I pulled my hair into a bun, so the measurement tape wouldn't get tangled in my curls. My arms were the first to be measured, like always, so I straightened my arms so he could do that. Then my legs, and finally he did a height measurement.

At this point, Jake, Mama and Daddy were in the kitchen too. Jake and Mama were over Grandpa, eager for answers. Daddy knew, and was smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile back.

"So, Carlisle?"

"So, Doc?" Mama and Jake's questions overlapped, and I laughed. Jake ruffled my hair, grinning his typical smile. Mama smiled, but stayed in her position. She was worried, even though we knew how I would age. I would stop around the time I looked fifteen.

"She's slowing down still," Carlisle chuckled. "At this rate she'll be eight in a month."

"A month," Mama sighed.

"Better than a few days," Jake comforted her, as he picked me up. I rested my head on his shoulder, enjoying his warmth and smell. Rosalie said he smelled, but I don't see how. It was like earth, it smelled nice. It was very relaxing and reminded me of the cottage.

I remembered that today we were visiting Jake's family, just him and me. Most of the Quileutes don't like the Cullens, because they're enemies by blood. But I'm different. I'm Jake's imprintee. So they endure me, and Charlie would be there too. I looked up at Jake and placed my left hand upon his face and showed him Charlie and Billy's faces, and the colors around them were in confusion.

"We'll leave soon, Nessie," he assured.

"To La Push?" Mama asked, out of her trance. Daddy was behind her in a second, kissing her neck.

"They'll be fine, love." Daddy told her. "She's like you, she knows not to bite. And they hunted yesterday."

I jumped out of Jake's hold, and hugged Mama's legs. "I'll be fine. Emily makes yummy meat," I explained. Daddy laughed and took the hair tie out of my hair. No one liked my hair up except me.

"I know…" Mama picked me up and hugged me. "Jake, if she comes back hurt…"

"Bells, she is half vampire. I don't think her falling isn't as bad as you were," Jake rolled his eyes and looked into the living room, where Alice was changing the channel to news.

"I know, I know." Mama set me down, and that was all she had to do. I darted to the front door.

"Race you to La Push, Jake!"

And that's all I had to say before I was rushing through the woods. Trees were all a blur, but I never crashed. A few feet away was Jake, his large wolf paws were thundering next to me. He was beating me, and I knew he would. I turned towards him and lunged, landing on his back.

He growled in triumph, and I rolled my eyes. I just held onto his fur a little tighter than usual, hoping it'd hurt him. My hair was dancing in the breeze, Jake was fast. I hope that one day I'll be faster than him, but the rides to where we race to were always nice.

Within a few more minutes, we were at La Push, Sam and Jared waiting for us right at the treaty line. I jumped off of Jake, and he transformed back to a human. I didn't dare look, but I saw Jared toss Jake shorts. Before I could ask if he was dressed, Jake picked me up, and I showed him how I felt about Sam always meeting us at the border. Rude, like we were an enemy. It was frustrating. Had I not shown I'm not a danger yet?

Jake nodded to my images, not wanting to tell them he agreed with me. Nonetheless, they invited us inside. The smell of meat was lingering the house, and I grew hungry. I showed Jake the images of Emily cooking from our last visit, and he laughed. "She's a great cook." He whispered to me, and I nodded.

In the other room, I could hear Charlie and Billy cheer about the football game. Another human sport I would not understand. But if it made Mama's father happy, I'd smile and endure it for him. I imagined Charlie's face, and painted my mind with eager colors. Jake let me down and I slowly ran into the room where Charlie and Billy were.

"Grandpa!" I cheered as I plopped onto his lap before he could register I was even near him.

"Nessie," he huffed. I must have knocked the wind out of him.

"Sorry!" I turned around and hugged him. "I was excited…" I heard Sam, Emily, Jake and Billy laugh. Why were they laughing? Did I do something embarrassing? I felt my cheeks get boiling hot in shock. I jumped off of Charlie and looked from Charlie to Jake, back to Charlie, and then Jake. I stood there. What'd I do that was so funny?

"It's okay, Nessie," Charlie chuckled himself. "Come back here. Give me a heads up next time, kiddo." His messy hair was combed. He must have known I was showing up today. He let me back onto his lap and played with my hair. Jake handed him Emily's brush, since my hair was full of knots from the trip here. I closed my eyes, letting the noises around comfort me. Charlie's breathing, his slow beating heart… Billy's heart, the Quileutes's low murmurs, a howl from a few miles out. Must have been Seth, I heard Jake's steps waiver momentarily.

Before I knew it, I was woken up by Charlie. Emily had finished the food. The sun was setting now, and both packs were in the kitchen right now. Seth and Leah were in the corner, keeping to themselves. Quil and Embry were next to Jake, eating a huge amount of food. Sam was helping Emily pass out food, and Jared was grabbing food to go. Billy wheeled himself into the room after Charlie and myself. I sat down next to Jake, and Charlie was across from me.

Emily set down a steak in front of me, and then a whole meal for Charlie. I took the fork and knife and carefully cut into the meat. Jake had made me practice so I didn't break Emily's plates; apparently little girls were weak, and I'm obviously not. The inside of the meat was blood red, and I began chewing. It wasn't as good as real blood, but for formality, this was the best food for me.

"Jake, you sure Bells doesn't have an issue with Nessie and raw meat?" Charlie asked.

"She has no problem with it," Jake said, taking a bite out of mashed potatoes.

I soon finished my meal and set my plate in the sink. Seth and Leah stepped outside, and I followed them. Seth waited for me; Leah transformed and vanished into the dark woods before I could even breathe.

"Hey, Ness." Seth smiled at me. I walked up to him and held my arms up, so he could pick me up, which he did. I showed him confusion around Leah, and he shrugged. "She's my sis, doesn't mean I get all her thoughts." I proceeded to replay Jake explaining how the pack communicated, and then questioned in thought. "Just 'cause I hear her thoughts doesn't mean I understand where they come from, Nessie." Seth laughed.

Jake came out, and looked at the woods where Leah went into. "Is she going back to our perimeters?"

"Yeah, I guess. She didn't say anything to me before transforming. I think it's because…" And trailed off. I knew what Seth was inferring to. Me. I came out, Leah left. What was up with her and not liking me? I looked at Jake, and he came to me to let me ask him through my favorite form of communication.

"She doesn't like your mom." But why? "I used to care for her, and it hurt me to see her and your dad together." Jake always told me what I wanted to know. Better than Mama or Daddy, they sugar coated everything for me.

I looked towards where Grandpa and Grandma were, and looked at Jake, showing him my thoughts. "Go say goodbye to them, and I'll be waiting." And I did that. I hugged and kissed Charlie goodbye, and hugged the rest of the Quiluetes, even Billy (though I had to climb onto his lap for his hug). I skipped outside, and Seth was gone. Jake was a wolf, and I jumped onto his back and we were off.

Inside, Alice was prancing up the stairs with Jasper. Grandma was replacing the wilting roses with fresh roses. Grandpa wasn't in sight, so I assumed he was in his den reading up on hybrid past. There were hints everywhere about beings like me, but nothing was ever definite. Grandpa loved knowing things. Mama and Daddy weren't here, so I assumed they were at the cottage. I knew Emmett and Rose were hunting, I could smell animal blood a few miles upwind.

"Jake, I'm going to the cottage. Go with Leah and Seth. I'll be fine. I want to sleep anyway." I faked a yawn. He growled worriedly, but did what I asked. I walked in the woods, enjoying the solitude. I knew Mama and Daddy were waiting for me, but I also knew they enjoyed being alone like I do. So maybe exploring would be better?

"Renesmee?" I heard Mama call. I smiled and ran towards her voice. Daddy was next to her, and picked me up. Mama took a picture of us together, and I opened my arms towards her, and she hugged me.

"How was the visit?" Daddy asked me, as he and Mama walked me to my room.

"Great. I fell asleep on Charlie." I yawned.

"Tired, aren't we?" Daddy laughed, as Mama pulled out my pajamas. "We'll be in the front room. Hurry up, we have a surprise for you."

"Will I like it?" I grew giddy.

"Love it," Mama assured, following Daddy out of my room.

I tossed my dress aside and rushed to get my pajamas on. I almost stumbled, I was that excited. I didn't register any new smells, but Mama and Daddy knew that I would have. So maybe they disguised it?

I ran into the front room, and Mama and Daddy were sitting on a small couch by a fireplace, and in the corner was a huge pine tree. No wonder I didn't recognize a new scent: we were in woods. I looked at them curiously, and then realized it was December. Christmas time. This was my first Christmas. I read about it in books, and they knew I wanted to experience it.

I squealed in delight, and jumped onto their laps. I hugged Daddy first, and then clung to Mama as I thanked them. Daddy was rubbing my back, humming a familiar tune, Mama's lullaby. "We'll decorate it tomorrow, okay, Renesmee?" Mama confirmed.

"Okay," I said softly, drifting off into a sleep.