A/N: Well, damn. I've had time to digest Breaking Dawn, and I still don't know how I feel about it. I just need to get something out. Spoilers for Breaking Dawn.
"No."
I sighed, exasperated. "Edward!"
"No, Bella."
I crossed my arms over my chest. "Why not?"
"It's just…" He trailed off.
"Just what?"
He covered his face with his hand. "Bella," he warned.
"Tell me, Edward."
He wouldn't look at me.
"Edward!" I moaned.
He removed his hand. "But you can't be serious."
I stood straighter, meeting his gaze. "Oh, I am."
"This isn't happening," he told himself, pacing.
"It is," I interjected, but he ignored me. He paced back and forth a few more times.
"Renesmee?" he asked again. I put my hand on my stomach and nodded.
"Renesmee," I repeated.
He slid his hands through his bronze hair. After a moment, he mumbled, "Couldn't we name her something slightly more normal?"
I just laughed and kissed him.