1. Plans
Life could not be more perfect.
I was in the arms of the one I loved. My beautiful daughter slept peacefully in the next room. I could hear the flutter of her heart and the faint whistle as she drew air into her lungs.
Outside, the pool, our pool, was touched by the faintest tinge of pink, as the new day crept over the horizon.
No, it wasn't a new day, not for me, not for any others of my kind, but a continuation of a long story: a thread in the loom of time.
I wondered what this new thread would bring into my life.
Edward breathed into my ear, "What is on your mind, my love?"
I showed him. It was getting easier now, to push away the barrier. However, Edward grumbled, it was not easy enough, not easy enough for some things.
"What would you like to happen?" Edward replied to my thoughts.
"Hmm..."
I snuggled closer to him as I went through the possibilities: so much to do, so much time, where to start?
Suddenly I remembered a conversation that I had had another world ago. On that fateful honeymoon, when I had tried to bend Edward's will to mine.
"Do you remember the house you said that you had near Harvard?"
A crooked smile that I knew and loved so well, played on his lips, as he read my intentions, and thoughts.
"Yes", to my spoken and unspoken question.
"They'll let us go?!"
"Of course."
"Let's go and see Alice and Carlisle..." Edward twisted his body infinitesimally closer to mine, his lips gave exultant kisses. "...On second thoughts, why not wait for Renesmee to wake up?"