Renesmee's pov
I was crying again. "Just te-" she paused- "show me what you want!" Aunt Rosalie pleaded. I showed her me in Mom's arms. "It's…not the best time to see her right now," she said warily. *Sniff*. "Aren't you tired?" *yaaaaaawn!* Maybe it would be good to take my mind off Mom, dream some sweet dreams. I closed my eyes and fell asleep almost instantly. But it wasn't dreams I had. Nightmares. Every single one about one person. Mom. I wake up screaming and everyone was huddled over me. "Don't worry, Nessie, Mom is just about to go hunting with me now. You won't be able to see her for a while because we don't want her to accidentally hurt you". Then he was gone. The whole time he was gone, I couldn't stop worrying. Uncle Jasper noticed, and he started pacing, mumbling about me under his breath. Was Mom OK? Was Daddy telling the truth? Am I OK? "Nessie, try and calm down a bit. It's driving Uncle Jazz insane!" exclaimed Aunty Alice. I nodded. Instead, I thought about what my new vampire-mom would look like. Would she still be warm, almost as warm as me? Or will she be cold like Daddy? Would she still have her chocolaty-brown eyes? I started to get sleepy again. I heard Uncle Jasper sigh in relief. I smiled up tiredly at him. I showed Aunt Rosalie a clock. "It's past nine now, go to sleep!" she cooed. I sighed, but reluctantly closed my eyes. Again, probably thanks to Uncle Jasper, sleep took over quickly.