Stand here for me angel. Oh little child, so broken and wild. Bare not life on your shoulder, just kiss it, one last time.


B POV.

"Where are they?" I asked worriedly. Both my Edward and Renesmee, had been gone for over four hours. And it was really beginning to worry me.

Alice, glanced at me distracted. Obviously entranced with the dancing lights in the sky, well either that or a vision, it was hard to tell with alice, this time of the year.

Watch the sky so bright, see all its light fade.

"Oh don't worry about them, they are doing just fine." she murmured softly. There was an unreadable look in her eyes. That I didn't like.

I silently prayed, that Alice was right, and that both my husband, and my little girl were okay, and coming home soon.

No prayers, can reach me here. No light can touch.

"Bella love, you miss us?" speak of the devil and the devil will come. I shot a smile, back. As I watched my husband, traverse, the staircase, up to the balcony, me and the rest of the family stood on.

Renesmee following closely, on his heels. I smiled, at the two of them. And walked slowly over to my husband, and kissed him long and hard on the lips.

I smiled, happily up at him. And he returned the smile wholeheartedly. I had noticed troubling a shadow, in his eyes earlier, but that appeared to have vanished.

I was grateful, for that. Edward looked so, so much better, when he was happy. But still even at the risk of bringing that shadow back. I made mental note to ask him, what had been troubling him earlier.

After that long glorious, kiss. I withdrew, from him. And went over to greet Renesmee.

When I glanced at her eyes, I thought I saw flash of something, akin to jealousy, in her eyes. I quickly dismissed the flash, as just part of my imagination.

And kissed her softly, on the forehead. She smiled her, as usual beatific smile. But this time I thought it looked, just a little forced. I suppressed a frown.

And looked both my daughter, and my husband. Up and down. "Where have you two been? I've been worried sick." I said sternly. Edward glanced guiltily at our Daughter, Renesmee. And she glanced at him, a slightly bored expression on her face.

"Oh seeing the sights, viewing the fireworks at different angles, that sort of thing." Renesmee, yawned. And I smiled. The yawn, made her look very young. somehow i got the sense that she was lying.

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i dismissed, the thought. even if she were lying. she was a growing girl, and a teenage one at that. (Physically at least.) and she deserved to have her secrets. and besides, whatever Renesmee had been up to, my Edward had been with her. And surely Edward would tell me, if our Daughter, were up to something Reckless, such as going out, to feed her former addiction to Meth and human blood. Right?

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Edward and Renesmee, hadn't told me much, of what had happened, during their... absence. but after sufficient interrogation on my part, they had divulged, some of the dark, truths what she had done, to bury her grief, over Jacob Black's brutal death.

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a fresh wave, of my own grief washed over me, as i thought about past events. After Renesmee had left us, and my Husband had gone after her. i had more or less fallen to pieces. with my grief, over Jacob's death, compounded, with the cruel twist of fate, that his Soul mate, my daughter, had, grief stricken, packed her things, and run away. to take the dark seductive comforts, of drugs & alcohol.

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it had been nightmare, a thousand times worse, than the nightmare, in which. Edward Cullen, the love of my life. had left me, telling me that... that he didn't want me, that i was just a... a curiosity for him, a freak!

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what made the nightmare even worse, was that, back in the previous one. i had, had Jacob Black, to comfort me, and make me believe that it would all, truly be all right. but for the New Nightmare, there was no Jacob Black, no Angel in a Grease stained t-shirt and jeans. just the cold, black horrible truth. that my best friend was dead, my daughter had run away, and my Husband had left, to go after her.
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it had been a nightmare, no doubt about it. a nightmare, in which, there had been no escape. i had gone numb, after three days, without either my warm daughter, or my beautiful, loving husband.

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i had been even worse, than when Edward had first left me. back then, at least i'd had the comfort of anger, and agony. but this time around. there had been no pain, no anger, not even sadness. just complete and overwhelming despair, and numbness. not even the comfort of knowing that i had an option, besides going on, and feeling absolutely nothing.

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i had been living, but not living, a shell, with no soul, i had been but a wraith, a soulless harpy. it had been, in short, a stranger nightmare.

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i gave my daughter, one last hug, to help disperse the bad memories, and walked over to where my husband, stood, staring off into the sky. i wrapped my arms, around his waist, and pressed my lips, to his neck. "Hey there lover," i murmured softly, nuzzling his neck. "Enjoying the show?" i asked.

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oddly enough he had stiffened, at my touch at first. but then he relaxed, into my arms, and reached down to stroke my hands. "certainly Bella Dearest, its almost as good as the one we had four years ago, you remember, right? the one where military, both in celebration of a new year, and in an experiment, decided to set off that pod thing full of flares, and cherry bombs, that nearly burned down a whole acre, of forest.

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we both laughed, as good memories filled, us with happiness, and washed away the bad.

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after a long moment, i stepped around, to face him, stood on tip toe, and kissed him softly on the lips. "Wanna go upstairs and make love, while the family is occupied?" i asked, lovingly stroking the bit of exposed flesh, between his black long sleeve shirt, and his blue jeans. again, he stiffened, and a dark look flashed across his face. so fast i thought i might of imagined it.

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before he smiled at me, a smile that looked somewhat forced. and returned my kiss. "sure thing love." he said softly, between kisses, and started drawing me, up the stairs, to where our room lay. i drew his zipper down, and reached into his pants, to stroke his hard length. he groaned, into my mouth. and i giggled with delight.

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when we reached the top of the stairs, i happened to glance back. and i saw a look of utter hatred, on my daughter's face, that froze me momentarily. hatred for ME! she saw that i was looking at me, and almost immediately she put on a cheerful smile, and winked at me. but i wasn't fooled, the smile was as fake, as the age on my driver's license.

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for whatever reason, my daughter, hated my guts, for... something, something i was doing, to Edward perhaps? it was baffling, and it hurt.

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all thoughts of why, disappeared, from my thoughts when, Edward, the sneaky bastard that he was. hiked up my skirt, and reached under, to sink his fingers into me. i gasped, as white hot desire filled me again. and i returned my mouth to his chest.

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later when i lay awake, curled up against my husband. while he stroke my shoulder.

i couldn't help but keep my mind, from wondering back to the look of Hate on my Daughter's face. and the other oddities, that had followed, both my husband, and my Dearest daughter. What had went on during their absence? had something happened, to turn my own Daughter against me, something so bad that it had caused her to hate me?and even so, why me, i had seen her attitude towards everyone else, and it seemed fairly normal, she was just as warm, and loving towards the family as ever, even Edward, especially edward. but not me. Why?

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i uncurled, and took my husband's hand in mine, and begin kissing it softly, sucking on his fingertips lightly. i reached down with my other hand, to find him already becoming hard, and ready for me. and soon enough i was lost, in the feel of him inside me, and his hot, fiery kisses. and all thoughts, of Renesmee Carlie Cullen, vanished from my mind.

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Again To be Continued.

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