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Renesmee-Carlie Cullen-Nessie

Cp 10

Time seemed to go real fast after the first week after my birth.

The second third day of momma being awake, Grandpa Charlie returned, but with a women by his side. We were introduced and her name was Sue. It turns out she was Seth and Leah's mother. She was a strong, quiet lady that always liked to look at me like I was always shocking her. I never did anything that my parents would be ashamed of me of, it was like she expected me to do something that wasn't at all normal.

On the forth day, two strangers showed up on our doorstep and they looked a lot like Jacob. He told me that they were also wolves and that they were there to join his small pack. Of course, I was happy to make new friends, and they seemed to really like me as for they are always around me, wanting me to show them things.

On the day I turned a week old, something happened. It was around noon and Momma was fixing Jacob and the other four wolves brunch. She was really getting into the work as she talked to my Aunt and Grandmother. I was thinking about my Grandpa Charlie and how he was usually here by now. I had simply gotten tired of waiting, so I had asked Aunt Rose.

She shook her head and looked at Momma.

"Momma, where is Grandpa?" I wasn't aware that the words had came from me. It felt so natural that I hadn't even realized the words forming in the back of my throat.

She stopped what she was doing and turned around, looking at me with shocked disbelieve. I looked at her with an expectant expression, and as she came forward, she tried to look almost happy.

Grandpa couldn't come that day. He had work at the police office and couldn't make it in to see me in time.

More unexpected people came to visit us, people from Jacob's old pack, but they were nice and liked to mess around with the other wolves. Emily, Sam's wife, was an excellent cook. She worked with my mother and grandmother trying to feed all the wolves and I was surprised because Leah actually ate a sandwich Emily had made her.

That night was the first time I had gotten to go back to the cottage with my parents. We went at daylight so we would have a few hours to ourselves, and I was so excited to finally be seeing my home for the first time. Momma carried me as they walked at a human pace through the thick trees. There was sort of a little worn path that they were following, but I could tell it was new.

The fireplace was lit with a pretty fire and the setting sun was streaming in through the windows. I was showed my room and Momma sat me down and gave a stuffed animal that she pulled from the canopied bed. My room was amazing, filled with light colored furnisher and walls.

My mother, father and I lounged on the sofa while Daddy read a book to us. The story was good, but I was soon lulled to sleep by the sound of my father's voice.

Within the few weeks I had took my first steps. I was in the middle of the living room floor playing with my forever ruined spoons and forks, when I had the feeling to get up and walk. I stared at Aunt Alice as she walked back and forth across the floor organizing the forever constant pink flowers.

I watched how she carried herself, how she moved with each and every step. Then I simply got to me feet like I had done it a million times before, and walked across the room. I stood by the window and looked back at my mother and Jacob who sat staring on the sofa. Jacob burst into applause and smiles in a moment.

Momma looked to Jacob for one moment, then smiled and clapped. Even daddy had clapped as he showed his proudness.

For a few days, I had seen most of my family less and less. I constantly wondered where they were most of the time, but Jacob and my mother liked to keep me going. Momma constantly had me trying different human foods only ending in me showing her how they tasted to me.

Jacob had played with me constantly. We danced when something good was on the radio, and he even played tag with me outside. Sometimes I thought I saw Momma staring at me through the windows of the house, worrying about me in ways I couldn't even understand.

Once, while Momma was reading to me, I found that I knew all the words and so I wanted to try to read it. I showed her what I had wonted and she slid the book into my hands.

"'There is sweet music here that softer falls that petals from blown roses on the grass, or night-dews on still waters between walls of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass-'" The book was taken from my hands quickly and I looked up into my mother's worried face.

"If you read, how will you fall asleep?" Momma asked and she continued to read with a voice as emotionless as my father's voice before I was born.

Sometimes Momma would speak with me about her having to go away for a few days, but daddy would be staying with me. I would ask a lot about the trip, but she would just change the subject with a small smile. She also told me about a family trip we were going to encounter soon.

Today, Jacob, Momma, and I were going hunting together. It was a new thing for me and every time I am out in the woods hunting, I think about the first time.

"Get down low, Renesmee. Yes, like that. Smell the air around you, and listen to everything." Daddy was saying. He was teaching me to hunt for the first time. Momma came, but she was far off in the North.

My head snapped up to the sound of a beating heart and I quickly but quietly stalk forward. I spy my pray behind the bushes and ready myself. In the last moment, I leap forward landing perfectly on the elk's back. My hands tie around its neck and twist with all my strength until I am happy with the loud snap.

Did I do it right, Daddy? I asked through my thoughts.

"That was excellent, honey." he replied.

Animal blood wasn't my favorite thing, it was next to human food actually, and that is why Jacob always gets to come along. We have a game that we like to play while hunting, and that is which one of us could catch the bigger game.

I didn't get the donated human blood anymore, only if it was the only option there was. That means in between hunts, I had to eat human food. It all tastes the same, like dirt, but most of it was better than what Momma constantly tried to get me to eat. She once tried to get me to eat what she called lima beans, and even animal blood was more better tasting that that.

I was always weary about trying the new foods, it either tasted really bad, or I liked it the tiniest bit, then had to go the the bathroom later. The first time I had entered that situation, Momma had to tell me what to do because I was not at all natural for me. Luckily we were at the cottage and it was just Momma, Daddy, and I.

I drank a lot of fluids now, too. Momma and Grandfather said it was really healthy for me, so I was stuck drinking it in between running around with Jacob or every few hours.

I ran forward, away from Momma and Jake, thinking and looking for a scent I thought was reasonable. I wouldn't just take down any animal like my family would, I had to actually like the scent a little, or the killing would just be a wast and something would die without reason.

I could hear my mother talking with Jacob about the trip, but I wasn't paying much attention. It has started to snow, and even though I was wearing a dress and no shoes, I was as warm as I have always been. I stare up into the clouded sky watching the flakes fall from the clouds, and when I spotted the perfect one, I crouched for a second, getting a good eye's view, then sprung at least fifteen feet into the air cupping my fingers around the flake.

I dropped to the ground and showed my mother and Jacob the perfect star before it melted in my hands.

"Pretty," Jacob called to me. "But I think you're stalling, Nessie."

I ran to Jacob and leapt into his arm, pressing my palm to his cheek. I showed him how I didn't feel the need to hunt. I had to drink human milk earlier that morning, and it had surprisingly filled me even though I hated it.

"Suuuure you're not thirsty, Nessie." He said as he rolled his eyes. "You're just afraid I'll catch the biggest one again!"

I flung myself backwards out of Jacob's arms landing on my feet lightly. I faced him for a second and rolled my eyes like my father and, well, pretty much my entire family did. Then I ran for the trees where I could hear a herd of elk moving further into the woods.

I could hear Jacob yell, "It's doesn't count if you cheat," before turning into his wolf self and follow after me. Momma stayed behind simply giving us a heads start. I paused for a moment before I leaped into the clearing picking which one I clearly thought was the biggest.

"Mine," I mutter to Jacob and pounce on the back of the elk, breaking it's neck before it even realized I was there. I didn't have the venom to keep the pray paralyzed like the rest of my family, so I had to kill my pray before actually getting to drink its blood.

Jacob quickly attacked his pray, and I wooped in the air like my Uncle Emmett had done so many times before. Jacob howled after me. I was dragging my kill closer to Jacob's to compare.

"Mine is bigger," I insisted as my mother burst into the small opening where Jacob and I stood looking down on our food.

Jacob was crouched and baring his teeth in a moment, a growl growing in his throat. I abandoned the elk at my feet and leaped into my mother's waiting arms. I knew something was wrong the way Momma came for us as fast as she could. I pressed my palm to my mother's face curious to what the danger was.

"I'm overreacting." She said much too quickly. "It's okay, I think. Hold on."

Momma had a cell phone pressed to her ear in less than a second. She was either calling my father or Aunt Alice. Daddy answered on first ring and Jacob and I listened keeping as quiet as was possible.

Momma had seen a distant family member in the trees in the main clearing. Irina, her name was, and she has been not on good terms with my family in the past year. She saw me and Jacob, Momma said, and she ran off. Momma doesn't know where she could have gone.

"Come, bring Carlisle. I saw Irina, and she saw me, but then she saw Jacob and she got mad and ran away. I think. She hasn't shown up here-yet, anyway-but she looked pretty upset so maybe she will. If she doesn't, you and Carlisle have to go after her and talk to her. I feel so bad."

"We'll be there in half a minute." replied my father and I could tell they were already running.

Momma carried me back to the bigger clearing and Jacob listened for the sound of an approach we didn't recognize, but when the sound did come, it was vary familiar. Daddy was at our side and Grandfather was close behind us. Even Jacob's pack was surrounding us.

"She was up on that ridge," Momma said as she pointed out a spot surrounded by trees. "Maybe you should call Emmett and Jasper and have then come with you. She looked...really upset. She growled at me."

"What?" asked my father with anger in his voice.

"She's grieving. I'll go after her." said Grandfather.

"I'm coming with you," my father insisted.

Grandfather nodded and they took off without following Momma's advise. Jacob nubbed us forward and we started to run for home. As we ran, I thought about the blood thing and that with the trip being aborted, I would get human blood.

We made it back to the house and Momma made me a cup while asking Aunt Alice about Irina's future. Ant Alice said Irina was vary upset and that she was headed back to her home in Alaska, but her future was still a little hazy.

A few days passed and I could tell Momma was vary upset about the subject. But she focused herself on the three day trip she wasn't looking forward to and the big trip we all will be going on after she had gotten back.

We were going to South America to find other vampires like me. Momma said they didn't know what to expect when I was grown up so they wanted to learn, and the only place they knew to start was South America because when Momma and Daddy was on their honeymoon there was a women who knew a lot about the subject.

Aunt Alice and Aunt Rose went shopping a lot to get ready for the trip, and Uncle Jasper worked on getting the documents in order for the flight. Grandfather was trying to get his work settled on the fact that he was going out of the country, and he was even thinking about continuing his job since we were practically moving.

Momma was worried about Grandpa Charlie and how he would react to us moving all the way out of the country. She was thinking about telling him that it was only going to be for a few months, but she was still dreading telling him.

Once, I was aloud to go over to Grandfather's house alone. Momma and Daddy talked about it then had a conversation about what I was supposed to do and what I wasn't supposed to do. I agreed to everything and Momma took me over.

Jacob had pack things to do that day, so it would only me Grandpa Charlie, Sue, and I. I was a little scared to be away from my vampire family, but I also knew Grandpa Charlie and Sue would take great care of me.

Momma carried me into the house and unzipped the coat, that I clearly didn't like, and took the shoes off my feet placing them on a rack in the coat closet. Grandpa came and took me into his arms as he commented on how big I was getting.

"Are you hungry?" He asked as I spied Sue in the kitchen.

I smiled and shook my head.

"Oh, come on! Not even a little bit?" I shook my head again.

"Dad," Momma said as she hugged him.

"How are you, Bells?" He asked.

"Good. Renesmee's been asking for you so I thought that it would be nice if she got out of the house for awhile." Momma crossed her arms.

"Something the matter?" Grandpa asked as he shifted me to one arm.

"No, no. Everything couldn't be better, really. Maybe a little stressed, but that is normal." She laughed. She kissed my head and said, "I gotta go, Edward's waiting for me back at the house. You be good for Grandpa, baby, I'll pick you up later on, okay?"

I nodded and as soon as Momma left, Grandpa put on my feet and I ran to the kitchen. I waved at Sue and she stopped what she was doing and waved saying, "Oh, Nessie! It is so good to see you again!" She smiled and leaned to hug me. "Are you hungry? I am making cheese burgers and french fries. Millions of people love this."

I scrunch my nose and she said, "Well you try it and if you don't like it, then you don't have to eat it."

I nod and go help Grandpa set the table. I put my plate next to Grandpa's because I wanted to sit next to him, and I put Sue's across from his. Grandpa gets drinks and when he asks me what I want, I point to the water. It's better than all the other drinks human's drink.

He puts a little plastic cup with a lid on the table and I think about how easily I could destroy it if I wasn't careful. Sue looked at me like she knew what I was thinking and I smiled slightly. My plate is made and we sit down to eat.

I sit on my knees as I pick at the food on my plate. Sue gave me ketchup to try with it and honestly it wasn't that bad. I ate most of it, and when Momma called to check in I could hear how happy she was about that.

"You really got her to eat something?" Momma asked. "She fights us here."

"You did the same thing, Bells."

I tuned out of that conversation because Momma was only half true.

Most of the time we watched a game on the TV and I thought it was interesting. Every time the team scored, Grandpa would throw his hands in the air yelling woo, and I would lift my hands up, too and grin.

When I got bored, I had little coloring books and crayons Sue had given me and I sat in the rocker by the TV and colored and colored. Grandpa was surprised that I colored in the lines like a teenager would, but I wasn't surprised. It was fun.

When it was getting late, my eyes started to get blurry. I put my colors away and laid my head on the arm of the chair, closing my eyes. I almost asleep when I felt the blanket cover my body.

"Night...Grandpa..." I sighed.

"Goodnight, honey," he replied not missing a beat.