My Little Girl

Disclaimer: Hey peeps! So, I had this one-shot idea while I was moving and unpacking my stuff in my new room. I hope you enjoy this story :) I do not what so ever own Twilight or its characters, that all belongs to Stephenie Meyer :)

EPOV

I couldn't move... my love was lying here, motionless, so I felt that it was only right for me to be of the same state. Was it smart of me to do that though? I now had a newborn daughter... Daughter... My unbeating heart almost warmed a little at that. I was now a father. Like any new father, I was honestly scared shitless. But more so, I was in so much pain. Despite the odds, my love, my Bella was laying here, probably either in despair or in oblivion. I couldn't believe that. She wouldn't and couldn't be dead. Bella was the kind of person that held on for the person she cared about, she was selfless. If there was a god, he couldn't do that to a woman like her.

I moved my hands from their original spot in my lap to her side, taking her hand in mine as I stood up for a moment. Placing a gentle kiss upon her forehead and then one final kiss upon her lips. It was troubling. Though I knew that her lips would no longer be warm, it was still troubling none the less. The most troubling thing about this change was that, despite her changing heartbeat, I had no clue if my venom was going to save her or if I had been too late. Carlisle has reassured me many times that her heart was changing and still living, and he knew that from the sound of her heart, she would make it. I hoped that he was right. I couldn't live without her. I know, I was selfish. It was very selfish of me to want to die after my daughter had been born, but after waiting so long for my love to enter my life, I couldn't handle losing her so soon after.

Renesmee would have Esme, Carlisle, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmet... and as much as I hated to say it, Jacob and his wolf pack of Seth and Leah. No matter how much I hated the idea that Jacob had imprinted on my daughter, I knew that if I was gone, he would protect her. Man... I sounded like a horrible father. But, what else could I do? You could stay and wait for your daughter to get older, then join Bella when Renesmee is old enough to understand why you want to die. Even if she knows her mother is dead, she wouldn't understand why you wanted to die and leave her without her father. What should I do? What was right? What my mind was telling was definitely the right thing to do. I sighed, caught in a hard decision. Before I had time to think anymore though, I could hear my family coming up the stairs. I wasn't sure if they were coming towards this room, where Bella and I were. I blocked myself from reality for a little bit, just looking at Bella. The venom was indeed healing her and her injuries. I could tell that without my super healing, though I could hear everything healing once again.

She had of course been very beautiful to me beforehand, but I was honestly blown away by the magic the venom was using. It was returning Bella to her beauty that I had been missing during her very dangerous pregnancy. She was changing though. Not majorly, but there were some obvious differences. Not only was she becoming colder, but her skin was lightening, her hair was gaining volume and a more radiant color and shine, her body was becoming one of a dangerous, yet gorgeous predator. I smiled, hoping that this meant she was going to survive this. Sighing once more, I heard a light rapping on the door across the room. I could hear everyone was still there from when they had been walking up the stairs, so they were coming towards this room... I wondered if they had knocked earlier while I was stuck in my huge train of thought. I sighed again, I was sighing a lot today... shrugging, I got up to let them in when I heard a baby giggle outside the door and I froze.

I back away before calling out, "Come in." Without any hesitation, they all came into the room, though Alice kind of bursted into the room as Esme walked in carefully and slowly, holding a small, moving bundle in her arms. My expression eased a little when I saw her. Even though I hadn't seen her since she was born, I could tell she was going to be a beautiful baby. I could see her adorable, small, pudgy hands, attempting to grasp at Esme's hair, eventually Esme let her. I couldn't deny it, that had been an adorable moment.

Everyone, including Jacob, had noticed my reaction to this and smiled at me. "I'll say something Eddie, you and Bella sure made one cute kid." Emmet said, winking.

"Thanks." I said, almost bashful, as Esme fumbled her arms for a quick moment. I noticed that my mother had turned Renesmee around so that she was now facing me.

"I can't believe it, Bella and Edward are going to be parents." Esme gushed. "It's almost a fairy tale, though, only when the mother wake will the fairy tale truly be complete." I nodded in agreement, sticking my hands into my pockets awkwardly. Were they trying to cheer me up? If so, I did have to admit that I was feeling a little better.

"Yeah mom, who would have ever thought that Eddie, the prude himself, would be the one to actually have a kid in this family." Emmet joked. I looked up and glared at him slightly, but playfully. I would have scolded him, but I didn't want to scare my newborn daughter. As I looked out towards the window, I heard a quiet and very young whimper. I shot my attention towards my family to see Renesmee reaching her hands out towards me as she whimpered and I could see the sad pout upon her small, full, shell pink lips. And when I slowly responded, she whimpered even louder, trying to stretch even further. I wanted, or rather, felt the want and need to comfort her, but I was scared. Jasper seemed to notice my internal conflict. "Edward, dude, no need to be scared. You've come this far, hold her." He encouraged me, but I was still unsure.

Esme smiled politely at me as she brought Renesmee closer towards me. "Hold your daughter Edward. You are her daddy now." Those words shook me on the inside, but not in a bad way. It made me smile warmly.

"Never thought we would hear someone here being called that besides Carlisle..." Alice said honestly.

"Um... to be completely honest, I would prefer Dad, I think daddy would be a little uncomfortable." Carlisle said with a hilarious and small grin on his face while Alice mock slapped his shoulder.

"Oh you know what I mean dad." I took this time to reach for Renesmee and carefully held her in my cold arms. She didn't seem to mind though. Instead, she just cuddled in my arms, her head nestled against my chest. She was in fact a most beautiful baby. As I held her, she looked right into my eyes with the exact copy of her mommy's lovely, milk chocolate irises. Her skin was pale, but a little tanner than ours, but she was ever so warm. She had my hair color and my lips. She was truly a thing of beauty.

"Hello Renesmee." I said quietly and calmly, leaning my head down and my arm up to press a delicate kiss upon her forehead. "Your mommy was definitely right. You are very beautiful." I said as I gently petted her very soft head. A flash and clicking sound caught my attention as I saw Alice taking a photo.

"Sorry." Alice whispered. "It was just a sweet moment, I couldn't resist." A smirk came upon my lips. I then slowly and carefully pulled my daughter to my chest, hugging her gently.

"I must agree with the both of you. She is one beautiful baby. You two did amazing. I'm very proud of you." Carlisle said, wrapping an arm around me in pride.

"Thanks grandpa." I teased, Carlisle's eyes at first widened, but then eased a little.

"You're welcome."

"Though, I don't see why you're so proud of me..." Everyone seemed confused. "I mean, look at my wife. The woman that I am supposed to protect... I nearly destroyed her."

"No Edward. If anything, you saved her. Do you not hear her heart? It's working magnificently." I shook my head.

"No, I do hear it. I just..." Emmet took this chance to talk.

"Edward, We know that you mean. Everyone could hear her pain, if not feel it, including yours. After we returned, Jasper relayed the feeling on us about what he had felt the entire time he had been here. He made us feel the pain she felt... and that was hell. She is our family. Our sister, Their daughter, your wife, and now one's mother. But no matter what happens, just know that we are with you every step of the way. We will help you with Renesmee if things turn bad. But in my heart, I know Bella is going to make it, she's a tough cookie. And I'll be sure to tease the hell out of Bella and you when she wakes. Just have faith Edward. She'll come back. I just know it." A small grin was evident on my lips.

"Thanks bro." Bella's heartbeat was speeding up, but there was still no sign of movement. I moved with Renesmee over to Bella, and angled her to see her. "Renesmee, She's your mommy. I bet that when she wakes, she will be so happy to see you." I said this as I held her against me. I felt Renesmee moving so I moved to sit in a seat and found that everyone had left. Probably to give us some privacy. As we sat together, I picked her up in my arms as she moved her hands. She seemed to be stretching towards me, so to help her out, I moved her closer to me and her soft, small hands touched my face. As she did this, an image or rather sound came into my mind.

"Daddy? I love you." She said, using my families voices when they had said these things to say this to me. My heart was overflowing with happiness and joy. She was so precious and I needed to be here to protect her. From here is where I vowed that if Bella were not to survive, I would stay alive until my daughter was old enough to understand and to not need me anymore. But somewhere in my mind said that she would survive, though the encouragement from my family helped me believe she would make it as well, when I saw my love's hand twitch slightly and her fingers began to move slowly.

We were going to be a big happy family, and that brightened everything within me.