Disclaimer- As far as I know, I am not Stephenie Meyer, although if given the chance to own Twilight, I would accept in a heartbeat, then spend a few years in my room locked up with the Cullen men. Ah, dreams :(

A/N As you know, I am having severe computer problems. Daddy Dearest is refusing to pay to fix my computer. I am sleeping over at a friend's house today and she very kindly offered to let me use her computer to type the chapter I have been slowly writing with the hated pencil. I hatewriteingon paper. I love typing. Thanks for being so patient!

BPOV

Edward and I both ran for the phone, almost hesitant to answer.

I let Edward pick up.

"Edward Cullen."

I watched Edward's tense expression fly off his face allowing it to fall back into relief. I sighed, suddenly feeling tired. Stayingup all night saving your marriage will do that to you, I reminded myself. I turned towards Renesmee, and continued to listen to Edward's conversation with Emmett.

"No, Emmett. No. NO!! Yes. Sure. Yeah. No. Bring them over. No, she isn't. Soon. NO!! GROSS! You are such a child Emmett. A child with a perverted mind! Of course I--. That is movie Emmett. I am not, and never have been a 100 year old virgin. I am 27. No I do not have 27 dresses. I am 27 years old. That is another movie Emmett. Shut up and get in here."

Emmett and the rest of the family burst into the room, Emmett putting his cell in his pocket. I wondered what he had been talking about with Edward. I take that back, I probably don't want to know.

"How's my favorite niece!"

Renesmee woke up, startled for a moment, then stretching and grinning happily at the sight of the tray Esme was carrying.

We all sat down to eat, chatting happily. I still felt tired, but the night of memories were worth it. I felt so overjoyed to be sitting next to Edward, my family together again, and my unborn child safe.

Emmett was in the middle of tellinga story involving a tank, a chocolate store, and a bunch of angry Germans with arrest warrents, when I saw a little boy with crutches peek out from behind the dividingcurtain. His foot was in a large green cast and he was wearing Policeman PJs.

A hassled young women carrying a baby in one arm leaned over and snatched him up.

"Sorry, I-"

Carlisle inturupted her, then invited her in to share the breakfast Esme had made.

The young women, who introduced herself as Elizabeth Stewart, gratefully accepted, and joined in talking and laughing with us. Her son, Masen, was talking with Renesmee and both seemed to be having the time of their lives. Elizabeth, or Liz as she preferred to be called, was a single mother who was looking for employment. Everyone enjoyed talking and laughing, happy to forget the cause behind the hospital visit.

EdPOV

As soon as Dr. Green had given Renesmee the OK, we where out of the hospital.

Nessie had a playdate for Tuesday and Mason's phone number clutched tightly in her hand. Personally, I did not like the kid much. He always looked at Renesmee with a little to much admiration.

When we entered the house, Bella with Renesmee and everyone else behind her, Esme immedatly started cooking for lunch and Bella went upstairs with Rose and Alice to give Renesmee a bath. I was stuck with the two Buffoons.

Jasper and Emmett each grabbed an arm and started towing me to the second story of the house, to Jasper's bedroom.

I flopped down on the bed and waited for the torture to begin.

EmPOV

Eddie flopped theatrically down on the bed.

I snickered, ready to find the reason why Edward and Bella had stayed in a hospital full of broom closets and Docter outfits all night long!

"So Edward. What did you really do ALL night long in that hospital?"

RPOV

We had just gotten Renesmee through her bath and into her PJs, which I might add, is no easy task with a cranky 3 year old with a cast. I turned to face Bella, ready to interrogate her. I mean, I could see why she and Eddie boy spent all night in a hospital with several conveniently located broom closets and nurse uniforms.

"Okay," I said, with what I knew was an evil grin on my face. "Spill."

EPOV

After I finally got out of Jasper's room and rescued my lovely wife from the Spanish Inquisition, I let out a huge sigh. Finally!

Renesmee had been in bed for an hour. Bella and I had just spent about the same amount of time denying our supposed rendezvous in the broom closets of Forks Hospital. I was way too tired to do anything but sleep.

Or, I was about to sleep when my cell rang.

It was Aro.

"Hello Edward. Please send my regards to your beautiful Bella. And also send my sincere apology for the, ah, injury your daughter received. I assure you Jane was punished."

Just hearing the name of the girl who hurt my defenseless 3-year-old made my sight go red.

"How dare you attempt to apologize for what that demented bitch did to my daughter. Nessie is 3! 3! She is a toddler. You say you're sorry for breaking the arm of a three-year-old girl. You have no self respect Aro. I despise you. And I will hunt you down. Jane too."

"No need to look for Jane Edward. I do believe she is in your house right now."

I heard the dial tone and realized Aro had hung up. Then I got my butt into action and started running.

A/N- So, how did you like it? Please remember that this was a quick get-this-done-so-I-won't-dispoint-my-readers chapter. Net-Nee is trying to paint my nails and the lovely girl who lent me her glorious computer, Jo-Jo is trying to do my hair. So Ta-ta for now and I will try to update.

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