Chapter 1 – Nessie's Nightly Disturbance

It all started that one night, five years after she was born. It was dark, as usual, in Nessie's room. Her door was locked, and so was the window; her parents were prepared. She could see the large volume of poetry left on the rocking chair from earlier that night. She was reading it when her mom came in and put her to bed.

"Now, now, Renesme. You need your sleep," Bella had said. The she added at the glare from her daughter, "I might not need sleep, but you do. Get over it and go to bed." She was getting agitated that Nessie wanted to always stay up late reading, or playing with Jacob. Tonight, he was back home, several states away (her family had moved a year after she was born, so that nobody could see her age so quickly; she was being homeschooled so still nobody saw her), and Nessie retired to her room earlier than usual. But Bella also wanted to spend some time with Edward, and Nessie was cutting into that time.

Soon, however, Nessie was sound asleep. That is, until she awoke at the sound of a large bump, crash, and swearing. Usually, everything was silent in the house at night. What could be going on that would break something that made the crash?

Nessie slid out of bed and went over to the door. She pressed her ear against the wood and heard a little bit of scurrying. Then everything was silent again. Weird, she thought. Being fourteen physically, she was insanely curious. Several months back, her Jake had shown her how to pick locks, in the case of an emergency. This wasn't an emergency, but being a teenager, she didn't have the best sense of right and wrong.

Nessie grabbed a hair-pin from her vanity and rushed back to the door, where she quietly picked at the lock. There was a slight bit of noise, but her parents were obviously too busy to notice. She only opened the door slightly, and peeked out. There was nobody nearby. Mom and Dad are probably in their room, she thought hopefully. Making sure the door creaked as little as possible, she tip-toed out of her room, and then slid the door back into place.

Still, no sign of life anywhere around her. On the balls of her bare feet, Nessie crept down the hall to her parents' room, where she was sure the crash and voices came from. What were they *doing* in there? she wondered. Her nightgown flowed around her small frame as a slight breeze came through the open door of the bedroom up ahead. If they didn't sleep, why would her parents need a bedroom? Honestly.

So they can do what she was about to witness.

The reason for the breeze was that the French doors that opened up to the small garden were broken. The glass had shattered near the bottom, like someone tumbled into them. Of course, her parents were too busy to notice the breeze chilling their child's feet. In fact, they were too busy to notice that she was standing in the door frame, gaping at the sight she was seeing.

Bella and Edward were lying on the floor, completely naked. The full moon's light bounced off of their skin and made them glitter. Bella was on top of Edward, kissing him passionately, moaning slightly. Even though their bodies were young and healthy, and pretty good-looking, for anyone's daughter to witness a scene like this was torture.

Nessie let out a screech as she realized was going on. It was disgusting! At that, Bella looked up and Edward twisted around to see Nessie's face, hiding the mind that was now scarred. Edward let out an array of colorful swears as Bella quickly got up and put on a robe, grabbed her daughter and practically flew her back to her own bedroom.

"Nessie, what were you doing out of bed?!" Bella commanded of her daughter as she flung her onto the small bed.

Nessie was still in shock. But she was able to get out, "I heard a crash."

Bella sighed and looked at the floor. Near the door was a hair-pin. Of course it was Jacob who had taught his love how to pick locks. What a great talent to have! "That was an accident sweetie. Just go back to bed and let the rest of the clear night erase your memories of tonight, alright?" It was not alright.

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Nessie was too grossed out to mention anything the next morning. But over breakfast, which was quieter than usual, Edward thought he should explain the lack of response from his daughter. "She...uh...snuck out of her room last night..." he said sleepily, as if that explained everything. Almost everyone understood.

Emmett let out a huge guffaw and Alice snickered. Carlisle looked down, embarrassed, and so did Esme. Jasper and Rosalie said nothing. They did not think that a fourteen-year-old witnessing something like this was laughable, nor did they think it was shameful. It was a part of life after all. Jacob, however, was at first confused. What were they talking about? What happened that made his little Nessie act so strange. Then it hit him. Nessie had snuck out of her room and walked in on Edward and Bella.

He knew that they shouldn't be doing that when this could've happened any night. Why did he have to teach her how to pick locks? He looked down at the small girl. She was staring at the food set in front of her. Jake knew she hated eating human food, but she had to to stay healthy. Blood wasn't enough for her anymore. His own plate was almost empty, even though it had been overflowing a few minutes ago. Jacob put down his silverware and gently grabbed the sides of Nessie's head, kissing the top of her head reassuringly.

Bella was also looking at Nessie, but behind her eyes, she was thinking of how to explain to her daughter what was going on the previous night. Understanding that Nessie wasn't going to finish her food, Bella grabbed her hand and pulled her to the front door.

"We're going for a little walk," she called over her shoulder. Then she added, "Jake, you stay here, please."

The pair walked for a while silently. Soon they reached a small clearing, where they sat in the middle. There, the mother explained...well...everything. Including how Nessie was born. The young girl just sat quietly, nodding every once in a while. She understood everything, seeing as her brain was so well developed.

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After that, nothing happened. Everything was explained and slowly the memories of that fateful night were drowned in other, happier memories. Nessie couldn't care less about what her parents did at night anymore. She always stayed in her room like a good girl, or snuck out her window.

However, this night started a whole new thought process for someone else. Dr. Cullen was intrigued. He never thought about it before. Can Nessie reproduce? With whom? Could she and Jacob, who was half-wolf, have puppies, or children, or whatever they were going to be? Would they be half human, one quarter wolf, and one quarter vampire? Or one third of each? What would they be like?

Carlisle knew what he had to do. Once she was of age, Nessie was going to breed. Just once, so he could get a look at the children. This offered so many new experiments!

Author's Note: the following words i wrote after completing this chapter, thinking i wasn't gonna write more.

"And that is where I leave you off. You may write more if you wish, or just enjoy what I have. And remember this: Carlisle is a horrible grandfather! He is going to experiment on his only grand-daughter! How disturbing is that?! And reproducing as the experiment...well, that is just sick and wrong! Well, maybe Jake will enjoy it...who knows? He'll finally lose his virginity that has been waiting for the one he imprinted on. Aren't imprintations supposed to happen to help keep the population of werewolf type creatures alive? So she must be fertile, otherwise, he wouldn't have imprinted. Interesting to see what will happen...."

okay, so i am writing more. there is already a few chapters after this written. now you know what my profile was talking about. gross right? yeah. CARLISLE IS A HORRIBLE GRANDFATHER!! also, if anyone has noticed, Renesmee is how you spell the full name, but i keep spelling it Renesme, so live w/ it. uh...if i didn't do that in this chapter, it will happen i later chapters.