I opened my eyes slowly, taking in the morning…

I opened my eyes slowly, taking in the morning…

Light shown through the windows of the small bedroom where I so often slept, though I rarely slept more than a few hours these days…

I silently wondered what time it was. Judging by the light that barely peaked through the dark, woven curtains on the windows, I guessed it to be around 6:00 a.m.

Hours before Jacob would even think of getting up. Rolling over to face him, I gently kissed his forehead and tousled his long, dark hair. He always slept so deeply…and I could hardly sleep at all. Though, when I did, I felt so much comfort sleeping next to him. After all, he would be my husband one day.

I threw the covers aside and slipped out of the bed we shared…too small for the both of us, but somehow, we managed alright. I reached for the extra set of clothes I'd brought with me the night before, shed my pajamas, and slipped into my everyday jeans and t-shirt. Jacob always teased me for dressing exactly like my mother, but I didn't mind. I was, after all, quite the reflection of her…

I was the daughter of vampires.

My mother and father had dangerously met when my mother was still human. But they loved each other so effortlessly…and I had never seen someone care for anyone the way that my father cared for her. Their life sounded like such a fantasy…but they continued to exist everyday, frozen forever at seventeen and eighteen…the most beautiful people I knew.

And now, here I was…a child of pure chance…a miracle…or fate.

I knew the story of my creation well…because I remembered every vivid detail of my mother's difficult pregnancy….how she'd given birth to me…almost given her life…and how my father had made her immortal to save her.

I sighed as I thought…and took one last look at Jacob, sleeping soundly in the bed that was too small for his tall, lanky body. I wanted to stay and wake up with him, but I knew that if I did, my parents would have a lecture waiting… I realized that they always knew where I went at night…but they'd never said a word. I guess when I ventured in with the smell of wolf on my skin, it was hard to ignore. They understood the relationship that Jake and I had…so preventing me from seeing him was like stopping the sun from shining. He had imprinted on me when I was only days old…

Grabbing my bag from the floor, I turned toward the open window, but tripped over my own feet doing so. My clumsiness made an incredible crash and I silently wished I was invisible. God, I was my mother.

I heard Jacob stir.

"Damn." I cursed. I'd woken him.

"Ness?" I heard Jacob's groggy voice call in the darkness. "That you?"

"Yes." I admitted with a sigh. "Sorry I woke you."

"No…no big deal." He yawned and smiled at me. "Morning."

A smile crossed my face. "Morning." I replied, standing up and crossing the room toward him. "How did you sleep?" I questioned him, taking a seat on the bed.

"Mmm, okay, I guess." I felt his long arms around me, and he pulled me into his lap, resting his forehead on mine. "But my half-vampire girlfriend doesn't know how to sneak out the window quietly." He teased. "You're Bella in every way."

Bella was my mother. "Like mother, like daughter." I smiled. "But my temper is absolutely my father's…"

"So I've noticed." Jacob rolled his eyes. He and my father had always had an odd relationship…

"I've gotta get home." I leaned in to whisper in his ear. "They'll be wondering where I am…"

"They know where you are, Renesmee." Jacob sighed. "They've known for a long time."

"I don't like to think that they do." I said quietly. "It makes it much more special if it feels like it's only us…"

"I know." He replied with the grin I loved, leaning into place a kiss on my lips. "I'll see you later?"

"Definitely." I told him, and kissed him again. I headed for the window, being extra careful this time to not make best friends with the floor.

"Tell Bella hi for me." Jake called after me as I slipped out the window and into cool air of the morning.

I smiled back at him, threw my bag over my shoulder, and broke into a run toward home.