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Chapter 2: REMATCH

We spent the rest of the visit discussing the upcoming fishing trip. We set the date to be next Saturday and afterwards Renesmee will stay the night over at Charlie's. Then, when she comes back home, we'll have the party. I offered him to invite Billy and Jacob, Charlie thought it was a good idea. Even he understood that, for some reason, it's impossible to keep Jacob away from Nessie, he would probably join them either way, whether he was invited or not. It took all Edward had to make Jacob stop tagging along with us on Saturdays at Charlie's. We thought it would be healthier for Nessie to have some private time with her grandpa, that didn't understand the reason behind Jacob's devotion. It was probably also good for Jacob to have time for himself, now that he went back to school.

We covered the details; we had to have Nessie at Charlie's next Saturday on 5AM. He offered for her to spend that night as well over at his place, so we won't have to wake up so early to drive her. Of course we didn't sleep, so there would be no waking up. I explained it was no trouble at all and promised to have here there on time. Before we were out the door Charlie already headed to the kitchen's phone to call Billy after he hugged us goodbye.

It was dark outside, already 7PM. Sue will probably be here any minute now. Renesmee ran to the car first, her gentle bronze curls waving mid-thigh length. She opened the passenger's door and climbed quickly inside as we walked after her.

"Make some room for me munchkin!" Alice said from behind her, standing at the open door as I climbed to the driver's seat in Edward's Volvo. Nessie giggled and jumped to my lap, letting Alice inside. Then she went back to the passenger's seat and placed herself in Alice's lap. Alice rested her cheek on top of Nessie's head and wrapped her hands around Nessie's little body as I started the car and backed out of the driveway.

Nessie took the MP3 player her father gave her last Christmas out of her pocket and shoved the earphones in place. She pressed her little finger again and again on the same button until she found what she was looking for. I could hear it; it was Debussy's Maid with the Flaxen Hair, played by Edward. Nessie was very eager when it came to Edward's music. She made him record his version of all her favorite songs so she could store it in her little MP3 player. Alice sang along with the music from the earphones, an octave higher. Nessie leaned her head against Alice's chest and closed her eyes.

When we were reaching the trail in the woods that lead to our house, she was already deep asleep. We parked in the garage and got out of the car, Alice had Renesmee sleeping in her arms. From her earphones I could hear the piece that was playing now; it was Satie's Gymnopdie no.1, also played by Edward.

"So how will the weather be on Sunday?" I asked wryly. She flashed me a knowing smile.

"Perfect for a BBQ!" she chimed in her musical voice, obviously pleased. "It will be so much fun! And the day of Nessie's fishing trip will be even clearer." She added. That was good.

We walked into the house, and Edward was waiting near the door. His eyes were melted honey. Even after all this time I couldn't get used to how beautiful he was. Looking at him made me feel at ease, like the air was too thick to breathe when we were apart. Being away from him, even for a little while, was too hard. The way he looked at me made it seem like we were thinking the same thing.

Edward reached his arms toward Alice, and she passed the sleeping girl into his arms. She then skipped toward the living room to sit on the white sofa next to Jasper, leaning her head to his shoulder.

Edward held Nessie close to his chest, putting one hand in her hair. He ducked his head and pressed his face to her neck, inhaling her scent. He didn't like to be away from her. Nessie took a handful of his pale blue button-down shirt over his chest without opening her eyes; both her little hands clutched the fabric for dear life.

I reached my hand to flutter my finger on his right forearm that supported Nessie's weight, not that he felt that weight. He raised his head from our daughter's neck, wearing the most angelic expression on his face.

"Welcome back. I missed you." He whispered to me, lowering his face so his lips could meet mine half way, as I stretched on my toes. His kiss was just a gentle brush, accompanied by a tender sigh of relief, his eyes never left mine.

"I missed you." I whispered back and closed my eyes as he dropped his left hand from Nessie's hair to caress my cheek. I lifted my hand and pressed it to his, keeping it in place as I tilted my head slightly so that my lips could touch the skin of his palm to kiss it.

"Get a room," Emmett snorted from the bottom of the stairs. Edward chuckled at his remark, not turning to face him, with his hand still pressed to my face.

Emmett was getting more and more frustrated from the consequences of our arm wrestling contests, which he constantly lost. Not being able to joke about our sex life forever seemed to be too high a price for him. Or maybe he couldn't deal with how I was hurting his ego. His grumpiness was getting worse by the minute.

Edward dropped his hand from my face and turned around, walking over to the staircase. "Don't sulk," he said as he playfully punched Emmett's shoulder. He then went straight upstairs before Emmett could return the favor. I could hear to door to Edward's room open, and then there was a low rustle of fabric being shifted.

I walked over to the living room and Emmett followed behind me. I sat on the floor near the white sofa, leaning my head against Alice's knees.

"I want a rematch, now that we're on equal standings." Emmett towered above me, staring down into my dark amber eyes. I could hardly pass as a newborn now, and he obviously counted on that.

I could already feel the change in my strength. It was rather impossible to keep pace with Edward's running now. If a few months ago I could use the strength in my legs to match one stride of mine to three of his, now I couldn't even match one stride of mine to one of his. His legs were much longer.

"No way, Em. You lost, I don't know, like a billion times already. I had enough, get over it." I looked away from his eyes and out the glass wall. There really was no way I was going along with it. I will definitely lose if I did.

This sneaky clown… I knew it was strange he didn't nag me to have a rematch for such a long time. As if he could get over it. Ha. He was waiting for me to get over my newbornness. And Edward must have known what he was thinking, and didn't say a word. He must think this is quite amusing.

"This is not over, little sister." He grunted and went to bother someone else upstairs as Edward joined us in the living room. Edward gave Emmett a pointed look as he passed by him. I concentrated really hard to remove my shield off my mind and screamed in my head.

Edward Cullen! I thought, and his head immediately snapped in my direction. This was getting easier with every passing day. Controlling my shield was slowly turning into a second nature. Though turning the shield off was still a bit difficult, and needed some concentration on my behalf.

How could you not tell me this is where it was going? You are in big trouble, mister. I thought when I got his full attention. He pulled on a mesmerizing smile and laughed loudly. Alice and Jasper stared at him questioningly from the sofa. He was delighted when I used this way to communicate with him.

Of course the issue was not so much the sex jokes any more, though that could be plenty annoying. To be honest, I just really didn't want to lose to Emmett. My ego was involved, just as much as his. I beat him so many times, and to give up my glory as the strongest Cullen just seemed unbearable.


* If there was something I could change about Breaking Dawn, it would be the Cullen's relationship with Renesmee. Especially Edward's relationship with her. So i changed it :)