Author's Note: Just saw Breaking Dawn Pt. 2 again yesterday, and I'm still in love with it. I was overwhelmed with the cuteness of Edward and Renesmee again, even though there should have been way more interactions with them if you ask me! And I keep seeing followers and favorites for the story, but I like reviews too, I would appreciate them very much! The more I get the motivated I am, just saying! Oh and this story probably won't necessarily be chronological. Also, this story is third person but still almost in Edward's perspective. Anyway, here is the new installment, hope you like it! Its inspired by Rose saying how Renesmee sleeps in Edward's arms.

Bella was still in the stages of transformation from human to vampire, and Renesmee was resting soundly in my arms still from when she fell asleep earlier in the night. She stirred occasionally, but he managed to calm her each and every time.

"Edward, mind if I hold her for a few moments?" Rosalie inquired, coming from behind him. He nodded but was reluctant; he hoped she wouldn't get too attached. He knew she went through the struggle of not having her own children, but Renesmee was his and he intended on Bella playing the role of mother, not Rosalie.

"Here" He said, placing the child in her arms while he continued to look at his daughter in amazement and wonder, never wanting to take his eyes off of her any longer then he had to.

"Carlisle and everyone is going out to hunt. You should go with them, it's been awhile." Rosalie suggested to him. He knew she was thinking he should go to hunt so she could have optimal bonding time with the baby.

"Rose, I'm fine. You're the one that needs to hunt. Especially with human blood in the house, you aren't as restrained as you'd like when you haven't fed recently." Edward reasoned, and received a dirty look from his sister-in-law. Especially because she knew he was right.

"Edward, I can handle myself. You need to feed just as much as I do. You don't want to attack your child." She tried explaining, this only irritated Edward. Both of them knew Edward's tolerance for human blood was more refined, and considering Renesmee was only half human, meant it wouldn't even be a challenge for him, Rosalie on the other hand was beginning to feel the effects of abstaining from feeding. Edward also knew he would never, ever harm his child or anyone he loved for that matter.

"You need to go Rose, you need to feed. I'll go hunting when Bella is ready." He said sternly, not wanting to argue any longer.

"Maybe we both should go; I'm sure Jacob could watch her and hold her while she sleeps." Not that she was more in favor of the idea, but she wanted to rile him up. She had a habit of doing things like that. Edward still hadn't really even dealt with that situation yet, he was waiting until morning when he had time to process the events of the day.

"Don't be stupid, stop trying to antagonize me. That is one point of discussion I'm trying to avoid as long as I can and I do not appreciate you making jokes about the subject." He said with a growl in his voice, he was beginning to get angry with her; she was being ridiculous at this point. Rosalie was about to rebuttal when Esme passed by.

"Rosalie, don't. He doesn't need you antagonizing him right now." Esme warned, giving her a stern, motherly look. Just as she did so, Renesmee awoke and began to stir and cry from Rosalie's arms. She tried to calm her, but her attempts were failing.

"Give her to me." Edward said taking his daughter from his sister-in-law's arms, a look of annoyance plastered on her face.

"Fine" She said, giving into his request reluctantly.

"Shhh. It's okay…shhh Renesmee." The child was soothed by her father's voice alone in a matter of moments, completely content to spend the night in his arms. "You can go hunt now, Rosalie." Edward said looking up from the bundle in his arms, met with annoyance and utter jealousy in Rosalie's eyes. He smiled to himself as the group left to go hunting. Renesmee flashed him a toothless smile as she drifted back to sleep. He was amazed by her, and his ability to be so protective and caring for her. He enjoyed the fact that she was the most comfortable in his arms. She had slept in everyone's, mostly Esme or Rose's but the way she was with him was much different. She slept in his arms for the night, where with the others it was only for an hour here or there. Edward spent the night cuddling his daughter and enjoying the view out of the glass walled home, thinking about how much he loved calling someone his daughter.