Chapter 5…really short…really bored…stupid writer's block…*grumbles incoherently*
Chapter 5; Renesmee's POV:
Daddy? I thought, hoping I was within his range of 'hearing', Come one, Dad, it's only me.
There was a faint sigh and he dropped next to me.
"How are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm berating myself." He replied.
"As always." I muttered, "I talked to grandpa after she left. Do you want to hear how-"
"-Is she okay? Is she hurt? Tell me!" he said quickly, shaking me by my shoulders.
"She's got a fractured humerus and rib and a few contusions on her chest and back."
He shuddered, "Oh."
I could tell he was acting like it was no big deal to him. I changed the subject, "I found out something interesting about her."
"What?" He asked a little too eagerly.
I smiled, "She's one of the head detectives at the station. Next to Corpus of course."
"She's a detective?" he said, bewildered.
I nodded, "She was enlisted in the Air Force at 18 too."
He bristled at that, "She can't be Bella. Not my Bella."
"Same name; same looks. I'm sorry, daddy, but there's no way around that logic."
"Don't you remember your mother at all?" he hissed.
I looked at him with pain, "How could I forget? I miss her and I know you do, yet you push her away when she is handed to you again."
"If I get too close to her, she will just be taken away again. I can't afford to be near her." He argued.
I rolled my eyes, "They took her away once as punishment. Now they give her to you for a second chance and you throw it away. You are killing yourself." I paused, "What will I have left?"
His eyes widened but he caught his expression quickly. He jumped to the top of another building and left me in the dark alley.
I sighed and remembered something grandma had told me when this all began, "Just give him time, Nessie. If it is fate, everything will work out in the end. Until then, let fate run its course."
That, I realized, was easier said than done.
Told you it was short.
More soon…maybe
ToN (Toodles of Noodles)
-Andantino