A/N: I believe that Renesmee had full cognitive abilities at birth; and so that's why she does now. Enjoy. Of course it's her point of view Some of this is taken directly from the last 360 pages of Breaking Dawn; but not everything.

It took a few moments to be able to focus my eyes and look around myself. I felt something cold under my arms. It was talking.

"Renesmee." A voice whispered. Renesmee? What in the world. Wait, that's me; right? What was this thing holding me? Why did it have to be so cold? Looking around, the place was bright and there were a lot of others around us. Everybody was looking at me. I took in my first breath through my nose and smelled something so wonderful around me. It was an aroma that caused my throat to burn. What would cause that? I heard the lighter voice behind me, before I realized she was causing my thirst.

"Let me…." The person croaked from the table. "Give her to me." This person wanted to hold me? She smelled so good. I didn't know what would happen if I got closer to her. But the person holding me laid me on her naked body. It was so warm and smelled wonderful. I couldn't resist taking in a big breath and let the air out softly. She smiled at me. "Renes… mee. So… beautiful." When she spoke, I couldn't resist anymore and I bit down on her breast. I heard her cry out. I could taste the blood in my mouth and it soothed the pain, but I didn't want her to be in pain. I felt terrible that I'd made her cry like that. What could I do? But before I could try to communicate with her, the cold person, my father, picked me up.

"No Renesmee." He said. I saw somebody with skin darker than my mother's standing by her bed, watching her and looking over at me. "Take the baby." I heard above me.

"Throw it out the window." The person by the bed said. I frowned. Come here, get closer, and let me bite you. Why did he have to be like that? The window might hurt. I heard footsteps and then a wispy voice.

"Give her to me." Both my father and the other person both made a sound under their breath. "I've got it under control. Give me the baby, Edward. I'll take care of her until Bella…" I stopped listening. So Edward was my father and Bella is the person on the table that I bit. Without much more hesitation, he handed me to her. She had long blonde hair and big eyes. They were lighter than Bella's eyes. Hers were really dark, but this person's eyes were much lighter. We walked down the stairs and she grabbed a towel and started cleaning up something. I didn't feel the same way as I did with Bella, but it wasn't as strong. But it wasn't long before she sat down and put something in my mouth. I sucked on it and a liquid came out. When it went down my throat, it cooled the burning. What was this liquid? Once the burning stopped, I looked around. I saw the person from upstairs, and he still looked upset. But I didn't see my parents anywhere. I wanted to be with my mother. Why wasn't she here with me? But I looked over at the other person; I realized he was looking at me. My eyes caught his and we looked at each other for a long time. There was something that drew me to look at him; and he was no longer looking upset, so he might feel the same way. There was somebody in this world for me. I had to figure out his name. But first, I wanted to see my family.


I promise this is the shortest chapter this story will have. Chapter 2 and beyond will be longer.