RaeAnna's POV

I woke up in my own bed snuggled up in my covers. Little light peeked through the window. I sat up and looked at the digital clock hanging on the wall. 4:07. Slowly, I walked to the top of the stairs. I heard Rosalie and daddy talking to someone. I peeked around the corner and Seth was sitting uneasily while dad talked sternly.

"You are lucky you make RaeAnna happy." dad stated.

"Rosalie? Daddy?" I said and they turned around quickly, unaware I had woken. "What's going on?"

"We are just having a small conversation," Rosalie answered.

"uh, okay?" I said a little skeptically.

"Baby, it's 4 am you should try to go back to sleep," Rosalie tried to persuade me.

"Ok! Come on, Seth!" I said excitedly. Seth began to rise to his feet but daddy stopped his progress with a hand to the shoulder pushing him back down.

"No," dad said sternly.

"But I want him to come upstairs!" I wined stomping my foot.

"RaeAnna, do not take that tone with your father. I know your tired and cranky right now but you do not need to act that way," Rosalie scolded me. I walked down the stairs and grabbed Seth's hand, trying to pull him upstairs. Daddy was over in the next second grabbing me up, forcing me to let go of Seth's hand.

"Daddy! Put me down!"

"Back to bed. Let's go."

"But I want Seth," I wined again, hoping to get my way.

"Whining will not get you what you want, Rae," Rosalie told me.

I don't want to fight with her. I don't want her mad at me. We're just starting to work things out. Daddy carried me up the stairs and layed me back in my bed and covering me up. I couldn't believe how tired I really was until my eye lids began to droop when he kissed the top of my head.

Rosalie's POV

"Your lucky you make RaeAnna happy," Emmett stated threateningly. I can't believe we have to deal with this now. We just got Rae back.

"Rosalie? Daddy?" Rae asked coming from around the corner. Rosalie? I guess I can't expect her to love me as much as Emmett, but that didn't stop the hurt of my unbeating heart to shatter. I concentrated on keeping my feelings from being read on my face. "What's going on?"

"We're just having a small conversation," I said quickly answering her question.

"uh, okay?" RaeAnna said a little skeptically.

"Baby, it's 4 am you should try to go back to sleep," I tried to persuade me.

"Ok! Come on, Seth!" She said excitedly. Seth began to rise to his feet but luckily Emmett stopped his progress with a hand to the shoulder pushing him back down.

"No," Emmett said sternly.

"But I want him to come upstairs!" she wined stomping my foot. She has an attitude problem and I can't sit back and watch her disrespect Emmett like that.

"RaeAnna, do not take that tone with your father. I know your tired and cranky right now but you do not need to act that way," I scolded her.

I didn't want to be mean. My temper is how we lost her last time but I'm still or will be if she allows me to be her mother. She walked down the stairs and grabbed Seth's hand, trying to pull him upstairs. Emmett was over in the next second grabbing her up, forcing her to let go of Seth's hand. She began struggling in his arms.

"Daddy! Put me down!" Great, she's having a temper tantrum.

"Back to bed. Let's go," Emmett said walking towards the steps.

"But I want Seth," she wined again, hoping to get her way and it wasn't working as she thought it would. I felt something inside me want to rebuke her for her bad behavior and I couldn't shake it.

"Whinning will not get you what you want, Rae," I told her in a motherly voice.

I don't want to fight with her. I don't want to lose her but I can't be a push over either. We're just starting to work things out. How I wish I could go back in time to where we had nothing to work out. I want so many things and I'll work however long it takes to have my little girl. I can't give her everything she wants and let her off the hook for everything because that will only lead to problem later down the road. But if I don't will she leave again? Uh, I'm so conflicted. How does Bella and Alice do this mothering thing so well? Even Esme sometimes? I'm such a horrible mother, no wonder God didn't allow me to have a child before because I'm screwing it up. Bad.