Disclaimer: Every character belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Okay so Edward and Bella have decided to return to Forks because both of them missed their daughter and the rest of their family. This chapter begins as they walk through the Cullen's front door. Let me know what you think :) Oh yeah- Hera is said to be the most beautiful of all the goddesses, even more so than Aphrodite.

As we arrived at the Cullen household 15 hours later, Edward proved once again that he was intending to keep his promise to carry me over every threshold. I gazed into his sparkling eyes and saw the relief at being home in them. He smiled; he'd deciphered the exact same from my own burgundy eyes. I'd stuck to the 'vegetarian' diet loyally, but my eyes were taking their time to fade from crimson to deep butterscotch. This didn't faze Edward, though. He admired me at that moment as if I was the goddess Hera herself. Our embrace was interrupted, rather rudely I thought, by an impatient cough. Edward set me on my feet and I saw that Alice was the source of our interruption. She was bouncing on the balls of her feet so ecstatically, however, that I simply could not stay mad at her. I returned her wide smile and her arms were round my neck in an instant. After kissing my cheek breathlessly, she turned to Edward and threw herself at him too. I glanced behind her, where Esme and Carlisle were waiting to welcome us.

"You have no idea how much we've all missed you guys! Even Emmett was at a loss of what to do with himself!" Alice's mood was definitely catching and I almost squealed with delight as I bounded over to Esme and hugged her tightly. She held me just as firmly but I heard a slight whimper escape her lips.

"Bella, darling, I know you're pleased to be home, but gently please. My wife isn't built to deal with the strength of a newborn". Carlisle's soft voice was full of humour as I carefully pulled away from Esme, so as not to hurt her any more than I had. It had been over two years since my transformation, but according to the Cullen's, I was still as strong and as dangerous as I'd been from day one.

For some reason, it took a while for Edward and I to realise that there were a few members of our family missing. Carlisle saw the confused expression on his son's face and evidently answered it with his thoughts. Edward nodded and I refused to be kept in the dark, yet again.

"What's going on? Where are they all?" Panic seemed to creep into my voice. Edward's hand took mine and he rubbed circles into the back of it as if to soothe me. I felt like snatching my hand away but I knew it would only cause unnecessary hurt. I raised my eyebrows at him and he sighed.

"Before I say anything, promise me you won't get worked up?" I was about to protest that if I did want to get worked up then I would do, but I didn't trust myself to speak without losing my temper, so I settled for a nod. Edward seemed satisfied so he gestured for Carlisle to begin explaining.

"Things got ... complicated when you two left. Jacob, of course, kept his promise to protect Renesmee with his life but there's been several ... developments". I could tell that he was reluctant to continue but he also knew that I would not let this go. "Renesmee has admitted to being in love with Jacob". He pursed his lips together as if in absolute dismay at the two words I had dreaded hearing between those two names ever since Jacob had imprinted on Renesmee shortly after her birth. It was strange to think that in just a couple more years, Renesmee would be fully matured and she and Jacob would be able to act on their ... love. It pained me to even think of that word now. Edward was evidently thinking of the same thing because he jerked from out of the chair into a standing position as if he'd been electrocuted. I rose with him and took him into my arms. He seemed reluctant to reciprocate at first but then he pulled me closer and stroked my hair. He was evidently as lost for words as I was. Esme was suddenly stood to one side of us, sympathy etched across her lovely face.

"Darlings, Renesmee knows what she's doing. She trusts Jacob as much as the two of you and she knows what he is. He would never do anything to harm her, you both know that. You even said yourself once, Edward, that she could do a lot worse than him". I knew that she was simply trying to help but rage enveloped me and there was a moment where I seriously contemplated hitting her. It would, of course, possibly kill her, so I restrained. Edward didn't seem to be able to think to rationally. His whole body quivered with fury against mine and I wrapped my arms around him, as if to contain him. A growl escaped his lips and for a moment I thought that it was directed at me. Then I saw Esme standing at the other end of the room from us, Carlisle shielding her.



"That's because I never thought it would happen! You stupid woman! Did you just let them walk out of here, hand in hand, to do God knows what together? She might have matured quickly, Esme, but you forget that technically, she is still a fucking toddler!" I'd never heard Edward swear before; I'd assumed that he'd been brought in the wrong century to know words like that, but, of course, he lived in this century too. It was apparently Esme's first time too, as she cowered even further behind her husband, a look of absolute distress on her face. I hissed at Edward and he seemed to calm slightly. Turning to me, he looked at me pleadingly and I understood at once. Pulling away from his desperate grasp, I stepped towards Esme and Carlisle with my hands raised slightly.

"Esme, I am so sorry for what has just happened here. Take no notice of Edward, you know as well as I do that he doesn't mean the things he's saying. You must understand that we are fuming at this revelation? This doesn't excuse screaming at the two of you; I know that. I'm going to take Edward to Charlie's house with me. He's been staying at Sue Clearwater's a lot lately so I'm hoping he'll be there now. We'll calm down and come back later to talk this through, calmly. I hope you don't think any less of me as a daughter". I hung my head slightly and saw Esme fight away from Carlisle's protective clutches. She approached me timidly and hugged me when she reached where I was standing.

"Bella, of course I don't. I understand your reaction completely; I'd be exactly the same if the tables were turned". Her voice suddenly became harsher as she turned to Edward. "In answer to your question- no, I didn't let them walk out of here. Jacob took Renesmee, Edward. He took her from the house while we were hunting yesterday. If you believe for one second that I would allow that boy to walk freely from here with my son's daughter, had I known, then you're not the man I assumed you were". It was Edward's turn to look ashamed. Esme seemed to regret her strict words because her arms were wrapped comfortingly around him before any of us even noticed she'd moved. "Darling, I love you. Go to Charlie's, calm down, and when you return, we can talk this through". Carlisle cleared his throat.

"Edward, Bella, I know you're simply trying to protect your daughter, but you must understand my need to protect my wife. Leave my house please. We will welcome you back with open arms when your temper has ceased, son". It was the first thing he'd said since Edward's verbal attack on Esme and I'd never heard him so solemn. I took Edward's hand and led him away from them, away from the house. As soon as we were on the drive, I reached up to take his face in my hands and forced him to meet my gaze. He was evidently mortified by his behaviour. Even so, he kissed my lips gently, reached for the passenger door of his Volvo and nudged me inside.

Inside Charlie's house, there was no more of the hostile, furious Edward that I'd witnessed a few moments before. My Edward; the loving, gentle man who adored me was back. After checking that Charlie was indeed at Sue's, Edward flopped on the couch and pulled me across his lap, stroking my thigh. He frowned slightly.

"Was I really awful to poor Esme? I don't remember much. I've never lost it like that before". He looked more vulnerable and scared in that second than I'd ever known him to be. I knew immediately what he was hinting at.

"Don't even think like that, Edward! Just because you lost your temper once doesn't mean that you're going to become a wife-beater, or whatever absurd image is in your head. You're my Edward and you always will be. You were just protecting our daughter, that's all. Believe me; I was ready to do the exact same thing". He smiled his crooked smile and began caressing higher and higher up my thigh. It was hard to form a reply to his next question.

"What do we do?"

"We go back and talk things through with Carlisle and Esme, like we said, and then we'll go after Jacob and bring Renesmee back. What the hell was she thinking?" Edward laughed.

"She's more like you than you realise, love; I doubt she was thinking". I had to laugh at that too. "Though, we don't have to go back to Esme and Carlisle right this second do we? After all, I haven't made love to you since that free period yesterday. I'm getting quite ... twitchy". His grin was getting more and more mischievous at each word he spoke. I leant over his body and kissed him passionately. We didn't get to Carlisle and Esme's for quite a few hours.