Chapter 3: Mom

Nessie's POV

I felt like my head was spinning. The first sensation I was aware of as I started to come to my senses again. I wasn't quite sure how long I had blacked out for or why I had blacked out in the first place. I did have a vague memory of-oh my God!

My eyes flew open and I screamed when I saw my mother sitting before my very eyes with my baby Diego in her arms, my daughter Belle on her lap, and my son Derek standing right behind her.

"Mommy you're awake!" Belle yelled happily as she threw her little arms around me.

"Yeah mom you had us all scared to death" Derek added.

I couldn't say anything as I tried to catch my breath. Part of me still wasn't convinced that I wasn't dreaming. This had to be a dream right? After 30 years my mother could not have just literally walked back into my life, right? Right?!

Yet I couldn't deny that I was seeing her. So either this was a really crazy hallucination or she really was here.

"Mom?" I suddenly found the strength to ask.

She threw her arms around me and hugged me as tight as she could without crushing me. I cried as the emotions overwhelmed me. I had always missed my mother's ice cold embrace I just didn't realize how much I had missed them until now. Thirty years after I had received the last one.

"Baby you've grown up"

At that I cried even more. The last time she saw me I was only a few months old. Physically and mentally I was five years old. Now I had the appearance of a 23 year old. My appearance hadn't changed at all since I was seven years old.

It took me a few minutes to realize that my mom had started crying as well. Moments passed without either of us saying a word as we hugged each other. I

"Mom?" I choked out. "Where have you been all this time?"

"Baby the truth is I don't know. Two days ago I woke up in the middle of the forest still thinking we were on that hunting trip together. I looked for you and everyone else like crazy but I couldn't find anyone. I found your grandfather and he's the one that told me that I had been missing for 30 years"

"Wait does that mean you're our grandmother?" I had completely forgotten that my kids were there until my son had spoken up.

"Yes kids this is your grandmother. I suppose some introductions are in order?"

"They already introduced themselves. They ran out as soon as soon as they realized I was here. They were more worried about you then my presence"

I frowned a little. Apparently Scott and I had not done enough to teach these kids about stranger danger.

"Mom I can't believe you're really here. How'd you find me? Only grandpa Charlie-oh right. You found grandpa Charlie first and he probably told you where I lived didn't he?"

"Yes but what I don't understand is why you aren't with your father right now. Where is your dad?"

I grimaced as memories of what he happened flooded back into my mind like a tidal wave.

"Renesmee Carlie-"

"I haven't seen him or any of my family in 26 years. I don't even know where they're at" I admitted. "I'm sure they don't care either"

I know my dad didn't care but I often wondered how the rest of my family felt. Things had certainly changed after my mom's disappearance. My dad made his feelings toward me known but I wasn't sure what everyone felt toward me after. It was just as if everyone fell into a state of depression.

"Renesmee?"

I snapped out of it. "What mom?"

"I've been trying to get your attention for the past minute what's going on?"

"It's nothing" I simply stated.

"No it's not. There is something you're not telling me and I want to know what it is"

"I don't want to talk about it mom. Not right now anyway. We're together again and that's all that really matters" I smiled.

"Fine. I'll let it go for now. But don't you even think you've escaped this conversation young lady"

I couldn't help but laugh and smile. I caught my mom staring at me with a weird expression on her face that immediately had me worried.

"Mom are you okay?"

"I'm fine" she said in a shaky voice. "It's just that for me it literally was just two days ago that you were my little girl. From my point of view you were just a baby yesterday. But for you it's been 30 years and you have babies of your own. It's-" she could not even finish her sentence as she started crying.

"It's okay grandma" Belle came running back from her room with her favorite toy. A stuffed killer whale from SeaWorld. "You can have Shamu he always makes me feel better" Mom smiled at my little girl as she took the toy from her.

"Why thank you sweetie" mom said before giving her a kiss.

"Did you really name her Belle?" mom asked me.

"Isabella actually. We just call her Belle mainly though"

The smile that appeared on my mother's face as I told her I named my daughter after her was indescribable.

I was startled when I heard someone opening the door. As soon as my husband had walked in and spotted my mother he whipped out his gun and aimed it right her. Mom just looked at him with a what the fuck is going on kind of face.

"Honey put the gun down she's more indestructible than I am and you know how much guns scare the children"

"Who is she and what is she doing here?"

"I'll explain later now will you please put the gun down. They don't kill vampires after all"

"He knows about us?" mom shot me a questioning look.

"Yeah he knows about supernatural stuff. It's a long story"

"One I'm definitely interested in. Who is he anyway?" mom asked me.

"My husband Scott"

Mom went silent. I walked over to my husband and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He pressed his briefcase into my right hand which felt extremely heavy. I knew what that meant. I had a job to do tonight.

As I walked past my mom to put the bag away she sniffed at something in the air. Then before I had even realized what was happening she has snatched the bag from me. Stupid vampire speed!

My main problem was that I had no idea how the fuck I was going to logically explain the ten pounds of cocaine that was currently staring my mom in the face from the now opened briefcase.

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