I own : $200 worth of new clothes that I wanted desperately… and I really am tempted to get more :)

I don't own : Twilight (any of it) or the music I make reference to (well, I do have it on iTunes and some on CDs, but I don't think that's what they're talking about…)

RPOV (Renesmee)

We were about ten minutes, by our standards, out of Orlando, but with the way Mom was driving, we would be there in seven minutes at the very most even with traffic. She had been like this since we left Jacksonville; actually, if I'm being honest, she has been like this since we crossed the Florida state line. Her emotions would put Uncle Jasper in the corner huddling for comfort.

It had nothing to do with being in the sunshine state and everything to do with seeing Grandma Renee; not that we actually saw her in person. We were close to ten feet away each time we saw her over the last three days, but she was none the wiser. She was definitely flighty.

Mom wanted to make sure she was well, and happy, and I knew it was because she was feeling guilty for not "seeing" her and Grandpa Charlie in thirty years. I couldn't really understand, but Dad seemed to coax her thoughts from her as she locked eyes with him for the fortieth time this ride. It was really grating on my nerves to be the child in the background…

I could tell she was having a silent conversation with him, and I was immediately tempted to sneak a touch to catch what they were discussing. Dad's quick glance in my direction set me against the idea though. It kind of sucks to have a mind-reading father… especially when he smirked liked that at my thoughts… ugh!

Over the last few years I had gotten really good at getting glimpses into others' minds. It was Uncle Jasper's idea that because my gift was a bit of a reversal of my parents' abilities that it might be able to be reversed completely if I practiced enough. I think he and Grandpa Carlisle had researched past vampire histories too much when they found out about Mom and I… honestly, it was always some new theory or other.

I still needed practice at it to really catch what I wanted; mostly I would catch a person's last current thought, which usually consisted of people wondering why I was concentrating so hard while touching them. It was annoying on many levels. But, it was becoming easier, especially with Mom and Dad, and they knew it. They didn't keep a guard up with me like the others and that had them leery of touching me when they didn't want to include me in on a conversation.

I huffed as I pulled my knees up to my chest, watching the tourist shops and kitschy restaurants wiz by as we drove down the strip.

"Why exactly are we headed to Disney, again?" I asked, avoiding the topic of Mom's melancholy.

Dad smiled, tracing circles on Mom's palm that lay open on the center console. "We're not doing Disney, exactly… there's just something I want you and your mother to experience before… we get back into the façade." He smiled knowingly, and I huffed at not knowing what was going on.

I wasn't a fan of surprises. It wasn't that I disliked them, in fact, I loved when anyone actually surprised me with a gift or outing or some new piece of information; it was more that I didn't like the feeling of being left out of the loop. And that was what I was fighting here. I knew that Aunt Alice was helping Dad to arrange this… "surprise," but I couldn't get out of her what the surprise was. Nine phones calls and thirteen texts left me with no other answer than; sorry sweetie, but you'll love it.

Jeez, I know I'll love it, that's not the point!

Mom turned onto the roundabout that led into the Disney properties, and I saw the tiny smile light up her face as she saw the classic characters welcoming us to Disney World. I giggled at the pure joy it caused in her. A vampire secretly still worshipping Disney, who would've guessed?

Dad laughed loudly at my thoughts and Mom glared at us both. "Shut up, you two, I can't help that Mickey still makes me smile…" She shook her head as Dad and I continued to laugh at her expense. "Fine, be that way. Where the hell am I going here, Edward?" she sighed while changing lanes and scanning the various directional signs to hotels and attractions, along with the parks themselves.

Dad continued to trace upon her palm. "Head towards Epcot, Love, then park by tour buses." She nodded, changing lanes once again.

Once we got to the entrance of Epcot, Dad was texting like mad and I could only assume it was to Aunt Alice or someone else associated with the surprise. Again, I was so flipping tempted to touch him for just the smallest bit of information. His threatening, you-try-it-and-you-are-grounded, smile made me flip my head around in annoyance. How is it that I'm thirty years old and my Dad threatening me causing me to get scared, jeez almighty!

Once we were parked, I jumped out of the car, looking around for some sign that I knew what was happening, but I only saw a man in light clothes and a nametag holding a sign reading 'Cullen' standing next to a plastic-covered golf cart to protect it against the elements. I looked over to Dad and he simply smiled, murmuring a "shall we?" while leading Mom over by the hand.

The ride was silent except for Mom leaning on Dad's shoulder whispering her recent thanks in his ear. They were both completely distracted, while I was frantically looking around as we were driven behind the scenes and into the park. Other tourists were hot and sweaty, looking like they had spend more than eight hours "doing Disney" with envy in their eyes as they watched us drive past in cool comfort.

I tried to zone out my parents in the backseat, while focusing my attention on Gregg from Plant City, Florida sitting next to me steering the Disney themed contraption. "So, where are we headed, exactly?"

I heard Dad growl, but he didn't stray from Mom's neck as I continued to bat my eyelashes at Gregg who was probably closer to my actual age versus the one on my forged driver's license.

"We're headed to one of our most popular attractions, miss; just as your family requested for you all to experience." He smiled, turning past some glass doors and into a small loading dock, before leading us from the cart to a back entrance of whatever "attraction" we were going to.

I glared from Gregg to Dad, but was only greeted with a knowing smile. He must have planned that as well…

We were led through four doors within several minutes and even with my overactive brain I was having difficulty deciphering where we were headed. Mom had fallen back with me while Dad walked directly behind Gregg. "Don't be upset with your father, he's excited about this." I nodded, linking my arm with hers. "It takes a lot to surprise us, you know that." Again, I nodded, hanging on to her tightly, smiling despite my frustration.

As we waited for an elevator to reach our floor, I turned my face to Mom's. "How are you?"

She smiled, shaking her head. "I wish you two would stop asking me that… I should be taking care of you." She smiled sadly, pushing a curl behind my ear. "I'm fine." I titled my head, showing her that I didn't totally believe her. "Well, I will be. You two are making sure of that, now would you just make your father happy and be patient. I'm sure we'll find out soon what he's been planning." I nodded, entering the elevator with her hand in hand; Dad smiling all the while.

Once we exited the elevator, we were greeted by a blond woman wearing a flight attendant's uniform welcoming us to Soarin'.

I looked at Dad and his smile was as wide as mine.

We followed her through the back doors to the ride itself. "… like I said, there is already a show in progress, but your party will be seated in just a few moments. When you go in, you are free to sit wherever you would like, however the seats in row two in the center aisle are the most ideal. Would you like to see the intro video that our other guests view while waiting?" Mom nodded, smiling surely at the way the blond couldn't take her eyes off of Dad. I don't know how the hell she dealt with that…

After the supposedly "funny" flight safety video ended, we were lead into the so-called theatre. "You are welcome to place your bags on the floor or in the nets. The seat belts with unlock at the end of the ride when you press the yellow knob. Enjoy Soarin'." Turning to leave, she quickly looked to our feet and spoke only to me. "It is best if you leave your flip flops on the floor during the attraction, trust me." She smiled.

Dad sat in the middle-most seat with Mom and me on each side of him. I placed my shoes on the floor in front of me, even though I thought it was ridiculous. Why would I need to lose my shoes, I had semi-vampire strength, I should be able to hold my light blue sandals on my feet with my toes…

Dad tapped my wrist twice, nodding to the seat belt. "Why did you want us to come to Orlando just for this?" I asked mentally.

Dad spoke to both to Mom and me, "I brought you here for the simple reason that we don't get the option of hang gliding in sunny California; not without drawing some serious attention, at least. And when we were visiting Renee, she had recently come back from an anniversary vacation with Phil where she rode this ride." He turned to see Mom's confused face. "She couldn't stop thinking about how much she liked it; how much you would've liked it."

Their foreheads touched as the seats lifted to the air and I instantly focused my attention on the large IMAX screen in front of my eyes. The scenes were breathtaking, amazing even. I could feel the wind as we flew over the Golden Gate Bridge. I smelled the aroma of the orange fields. I felt the salty breeze as we soared over the waves of the ocean. "Wow…" I whispered after a few moments.

"It's amazing…" Mom murmured.

"Just like my girls," Dad sighed as the show neared its end with a return to Disneyland in California signifying the end of Soarin'.

A/N: I'm sorry, you have no right to excuse my lateness, but I blame the lack of updates on three things; being sick as a dog, having 25 1st graders that demand my attention and then enjoying my Spring Break away from them, and lastly, going to Disney. Oh, and writer's block is a serious drag as well ;)

Anyways, thanks for those who continue to read, review and support me in this crazy story. I'm so excited to get back to Forks… most is planned in my head and I just can't wait to get there so we will be leaving Florida and going back next chapter.

As always, Enjoy and Review to give me inspiration!

~kmwhyte