A/N: Hey, guys, I hope everyone had a good week. So, big announcement! I'll be going back to school this Wednesday, and I won't have that much time to write, and that's partly why I didn't want to start a whole story right now. Let me figure out my time frame after-school, and then I'll let you know from there, okay? Right now, I just want us to enjoy our last days of summer, and to keep our spirits up, I wrote in Renesmee's POV. I was reading BD (again) and I suddenly got this itch to write down what's going on in her life 12-15 years later. One second I was worrying that it was going to be too short, but now I'm worried that it was too long! I don't know, you guys tell me. ;)

Summary: A glimpse into Renesmee's life when she has stopped aging at 21. Post Breaking Dawn.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to SM. I'm just dreaming…


A New Life

Renesmee squeezed her eyes shut as the sunlight filtered through her wide bedroom window directly at her face. She looked away to open her eyes again and was greeted with the sight of her husband with his mouth open and softly snoring. She wished it was still dark outside so that she could lie a little bit longer and relax next to her Jacob. With a smile on her lips, she watched for a moment the slow rise and fall of his dark, broad chest and the way his mouth quivered slightly as he exhaled a long breath. With a steady hand she stroked his warm cheek in a circular motion for a minute before pulling it away.

"Nessie…" He murmured softly, his eyes still closed. "Where are you going?"

Renesmee rolled her eyes at her forgetful husband and shook her head. "I'm going to visit Mom and Dad, remember? Today is Sunday, Jake." She reminded him gently.

" 'Kay. Just hold on a sec, I'll come with you."

As he began to lift himself up, Renesmee placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back down. "No," she said sternly. "You need to rest. You were driving all day yesterday and you need some rest."

"But—"

"They'll understand, sweetheart, it's fine." She ran her hand through his short, black hair the way she always did when he needed to sleep. Jacob's eyes began to droop close after a few seconds until they fluttered once and shut completely, his light snoring starting up again.

With a sigh, Renesmee finally pulled herself away from the bed and made her way to the bathroom their master bedroom had all to itself. Its light blue tiled walls matched the walls of their medium sized bedroom and the shower curtain as well the towels. What could she say? She loved the color blue.

After a quick shower and dilemma on what to wear, due to the fact that she hadn't had time to do the laundry because of hers and Jacob's week-long trip, she choose dark blue jeans, a long-sleeve shirt and a warm hoodie. They had traveled by car to check out the car company he'd be working with and the three-story house the company gave to them as a way for the company to 'show how much they care about their employees'. Renesmee had been slightly suspicious about that, but pushed the realtor's response no further.

After Jacob had finally gone back to school and gotten his diploma, and a few years of college beside Renesmee, her dad had called in favors to some major automobile companies to see if they could hire Jacob. At first, Jacob had refused and said he wanted to try to land a job on his own, but Edward had quickly assured him that not only was it so Jacob could have his dream job, which was working as a real mastermind behind a new car, but also to be sure that Renesmee had a steady future.

At this Jacob grumbled quietly for a while before finally giving in and thanking her dad for his help. One thing both her father and Jacob agreed about was giving Renesmee a great life. That had only been four months ago. After a few days, Jacob had been called down to offices around the country to show what he had to offer and after many failed attempts and many more 'almost', a couple months later Volkswagen finally called back and said that he was hired.

Renesmee laughed softly to herself as she slipped on her last clean jeans and shirt when she remembered Jacob's face. He had hung up and stood there with a blank look on his face for what seemed like eternity, his eyes looking at nothing before he suddenly gave what sounded like a howl of happiness, scaring Renesmee for a second before he scooped her up in his arms and spun them around the room. When he had finally set her down again, his face was now stretched into the second biggest grin she had ever seen on his face, the first being when he had seen her walking down the aisle toward him.

She ended up making enough breakfast for four, because with their luck, Quil, Embry, or Seth could stop by any second and leave Jacob with nothing to eat. She hoped not all three showed up at the same time, because then there be no food left in the fridge at all. She certainly wouldn't have minded that because it would give her the excuse to hunt in the forest. Sure she could survive on human food, but as half vampire, her body craved for animal blood right now. It was weird, because never before had she craved it as much as she did that moment. Come to think of it, lately her stomach didn't appreciate human food. She would try to eat something and a few hours later, she'd throw up. She hadn't told Jacob because he already had enough to worry about at the moment, but she had to tell someone.

"I'll have to talk to Carlisle when I get the chance." She muttered to herself.

After brushing back her thick bronze curls as well as she could and planting a kiss on Jacob's cheek, she got inside her small convertible Audi that her dad had given her for her 'sixteenth' birthday. She liked the car, even though just like her mother, she also didn't like people spending too much money on her. She had to admit though, just like everyone else in the family, she loved the speed.

With screeching tires, she hit the pedal and raced across the reservation well above the speed limit to her old home. Straight out of college, Jacob had finally proposed and after returning from their honeymoon, they had decided to stay in Jacob's childhood home while he looked for a job. Esme of course couldn't pass up the opportunity to remodel the house especially after Billy, Jacob's dad had passed away and the house had been slowly falling apart.

No one had even blinked an eye when one day four vampires showed up to see the house and start working. The treaty was still there, but the bond between vampires and werewolves had grown even stronger.

Her already rapidly pounding heart seemed to have kicked it up a notch as she drove down the driveway that led to the Cullen mansion. She had missed her parents terribly and felt guilty for not seeing them or talking to them in a week. For a second, she felt tears stinging her eyes and sadness in her heart.

"What the heck?" She wiped a hand under her eye to catch a few tears as they fell. "Okay, that was weird." She had never been this emotional before and now she cries just because she was missing her parents? She shook her head in disbelief and to also shake the feeling off.

When she finally turned the corner to reveal the house, she began to study it as if she hadn't seen in years rather than days. From the outside, one would think that the house hadn't been lived in years. The vines that decorated the outside walls in beautiful patterns seemed to now have lost their minds and taken over the whole wall on one side, making their way to the rest piece by piece. The white exterior now looked a light grey, hinting a new paint job and Esme's front garden now looked unkempt and like the vines, running wild.

They had to create this image for the outside world to believe they were gone. Everyone in Forks thought that the Cullens had left as soon as her parent's had gotten back from their honeymoon, but of course they had decided to stay when she had been born so that Charlie could see his granddaughter. Now that Charlie had married Sue and began a new life, her mother felt better about leaving him. As she gazed at the house where she had been born, she saw that somehow it still held some of its beauty in the windows and in the background surrounding it. It held peace and support.

Inside she heard the unmistakable voice of her mother telling everyone that she was here in a tone that sounded like a child's would the morning Christmas came. Renesmee breathed in deeply all the indescribable smells around her as she exited her car and walked up the porch to simply open the door.

"Mom? Dad?" She called out softly as she shut it behind her. Suddenly a pair of strong, thin arms were wrapped around her waist and black, spiky hair brushed under her chin.

"Aunt Alice!" She exclaimed before hugging her back. "I've missed you so much!"

Alice lifted her head and looked at Renesmee with a beaming smile before it faltered and suddenly vanished. Renesmee stared at her in confusion for a moment, following her aunt's eyes.

When she realized at what Alice was looking at with pure disbelief and anger in her eyes, Renesmee groaned and pulled away quickly.

She held her hands in front of her, palms forward in surrender mode. "Please, Aunt Alice, not--"

"What have you done to your beautiful hair?!" Alice shrieked.

"Nothing!" Renesmee immediately responded. "I just took off a couple of inches to make it more manageable. It was starting to bother me." She remembered that during her rapid development her hair had grown to her waist and Alice forbade anyone, even her mother, to cut it. Now that she was an adult and living her own life, she felt the time had come for a trim.

Alice continued to stare at her with an agonized expression now. "But why, Nessie? Why would you do this to me?" She sounded as if Renesmee was the cheating boyfriend and Alice was the gullible girlfriend that wanted her five months back. Alice fingered a short strand of her hair before quickly letting it fall, as if it might burn her.

She couldn't help rolling her eyes at how melodramatic her aunt now looked. "Aunt Alice, please calm down. It's not like I shaved it all off."

Alice gave a squeak of pain as if someone had pinched her hard or pulled her hair. Renesmee placed an arm around her tiny shoulders and continued as if she hadn't heard her. "My hair is still pretty long and it will stay that from now on, okay? Let's go see my mom and dad."

Without another word, Renesmee led them to the living room where all the voices had originated from. As she looked around the room, her heart seemed to swell as she saw that all her family was here, together. Her grandparents, Esme and Carlisle, her Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Emmett were all sitting down facing each other giving the impression that they had been talking before she had arrived. Her mother and father were standing closest to the door with Uncle Jasper right beside them.

"Mom," Renesmee whispered. Both automatically opened their arms and walked towards each other to embrace tightly. Bella kissed Renesmee's cheek and sighed in contentment as she held for another moment before Edward cleared his throat.

Renesmee pulled away and laughed softly when she saw the feigned hurt expression he had. "Don't I get a hug, Nessie?"

She smiled. "Of course, Dad." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother frown slightly at her nickname. It bothered her that Jacob had nicknamed her daughter after the Loch Ness Monster, but Renesmee didn't mind. Even she thought her name was a mouthful, but her mother refused to call her that.

After hugging everyone in the room, (Esme twice, because she didn't seem to want to let go at all) they settled down on a chair or on the floor and listened as Renesmee told them about Jacob's job and the house the company gave them.

"So did you like the house, honey?" Esme asked. "I know how you like light blue so much, and the house has plenty of room for future additions."

Renesmee couldn't hold back the blush as her grandmother's words finally made sense. She quickly recovered and instead focused on the first thing she had said. "Wait, Esme, how do you know what color the house is?"

Esme's expression was appropriately abashed as she answered. "I may have called and asked them to show me some of the house options they had."

"Esme, you are just as bad as my dad! Next thing you're going to tell me is that you already picked out the furniture and the linens for the bed." Renesmee joked.

The room had suddenly gone quite as both Bella and Esme had nervous looks on their faces. "No, you didn't! Guys!" She whined softly. Another trait she had gotten from her mother was her independence. She didn't want to be taken care of; she was an adult for pete's sakes! They didn't trust her with picking out something as simple as linens?

"It's not like that, Renesmee." Edward said gently, probably having read her thoughts. "They just wanted to make the transition from here to there smoother. It can be very stressing and your grandmother and mother just wanted to help."

"You can take anything back that you don't like, Nessie." Esme offered.

"No, I'm sorry. Dad's right, I'm being ungrateful and not appreciating what you guys have done for me. I've just been kind of crabby lately; I haven't hunted in weeks..." She trailed off.

"Unfortunately, you inherited that from me," Edward said with a grimace while Bella nodded knowingly. He stood and extended a hand towards her. "I'm actually due, so I can take you right now if you'd like."

Renesmee took his hand and showed him and image of her and her father hunting together. It had been years since she had communicated with him like this, and frankly, she missed using it. It reminded her of all the nights he would tuck her in with her mother's lullaby being tenderly hummed into her ear.

As they raced away from the house, Renesmee thought she had heard Alice grumble, "Isn't anyone else upset about her hair?"

"Don't worry about Alice," Edward said when caught Renesmee's expression as they ran. "She'll get over it. And besides, your hair still looks beautiful no matter what."

"Thanks, Dad. For all of this. You're the greatest, even though I am technically older than you." She said with a smile. It had never really bothered her that she had stop aging around the age of twenty-two, making her older than both her parents. She still saw them with admiration and respect—especially her mother, because of all she went through to give birth to her.

"Your mother is an incredible woman. She truly is one of a kind." He murmured softly, almost to himself as they slowed down when they heard the stream. They carefully made their way closer until six feet and thick bushes was all that separated them from their meal. She could feel her muscles tensing up when she saw the elk there. The sound of their calm thrumming hearts engulfed her as she took their delicious scent in.

Edward was looking at her carefully, asking silently if she wanted to watch him first. She placed her hand on his shoulder to answer. With a brief nod he crouched into a defensive pose and locked his muscles before springing out of their cover and grabbing one of the big elk. Renesmee intentionally waited half a second longer to give her prey a head start. Ever since she hunted with Jacob as a child she'd always let her prey run a little just so she could feel the adrenaline of the chase.

They hunted for a few more minutes before Renesmee declared her stomach was sloshing enough. Edward chuckled softly before his demeanor turned serious. Sometimes she wished she could read minds like her father. What was it like, taking all those thoughts in? Did he ever get confused on which were his?

"Sometimes," he answered. "That's one of the many reasons why I love your mother. Her silent mind is such a relief for me… and a torment when she's hiding something."

She laughed, but didn't respond. They walked in silence for another moment. Suddenly Edward spoke. "Alice is hiding something from me," he paused. "And I think it concerns you."

"Me? Is it bad?"

"No, I don't believe so. She just wants it to be a surprise."

She wondered what it was. Whatever it was, it was probably pretty big if Alice took the time to hide it from her dad. She tried guessing in her head the rest of the way home when a scent stopped her. A smile broke her serious features as she raced inside the house to find Jacob sitting with her mother right beside him on the sofa.

He immediately smiled back when he saw her and opened his arms as a beckoning,

"Hey," Renesmee said as she sat in his lap. "I thought you would still be sleeping."

"Nah, Seth came over to welcome us back from our trip and his clambering around in the kitchen woke me up."

"Oh no," she groaned softly. "Did he leave you breakfast?" She asked fearfully.

Jacob snorted. "Barely. We almost fought to the death for the last remains he left," He joked. Renesmee swatted him on the shoulder while everyone chuckled.

"So, Alice, why did you try to inconspicuously bring all of us together?" Edward asked in a casual tone. He clapped Jacob on the back as he passed to sit on the armchair by Bella.

Renesmee was so surprised to see her aunt looking at her with such happiness in her eyes, that she had to fight the impulse to look behind her should to make sure no one was standing behind her. Shouldn't she still be mad about her hair being shorter?

"C'mon, Alice, spit it out," Emmett said impatiently. Renesmee smiled at her uncle's impatience. Every time she saw him, he reminded her of a little kid. He just looked… scary.

Alice ignored his comment and instead moved to stand in front of Renesmee and Jacob. She took both her hands in her tiny ones and if possible, the smile got even bigger on her face. Her eyes were shining as she took in a deep breath and said softly, "Nessie, you are going to be a mommy."


A/N: How do you like them apples? Did you guys catch the little hints I left? Hope you like it, especially since I know many of you didn't really like Renesmee, I hope this changes your mind. Oh, and if you would like to see a continuation, like the family's reaction, let me know. And to keep you sane until then, here are a few stories you should REALLY read, because they are that good. Review, please!

Art School Confidential – Farkle

Emancipation Proclamation –Kharizzmatik

The Blessing & the Curse – The Black Arrow

Bonne Foi – Amethyst Jackson

Learn You Inside Out – wolfpgirl

Shadowboxer – nobloodnofoul