(Bella's POV)

Many hours later, Jasper and I were stretched out on the bed in each other's arms, not doing anything else but enjoying each other's company.

"This is all so surreal," I muttered. In just a few short weeks, I'd gotten pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl... as a vampire. Something completely unheard of.

"Yeah, it is pretty weird. But I wouldn't change it for anything," Jasper said.

I smiled and snuggled closer to him. "Neither would I."

Sometime around seven o'clock, the silence throughout the house was broken by Renesmee's cry.

I reacted immediately and was in her room in a split second, Jasper just steps behind me.

Nessa was standing up in her crib and wailing.

I rushed over to her crib and picked her up. "Shhh. It's okay, Nessa. I'm right here, baby."

She didn't stop crying. I turned to my husband. "What does she want?"

"She's hungry," he answered simply.

"Carlisle!" I called.

He (as well as half the family) rushed into the room nanoseconds later, with a small cooler in one hand.

"Donated blood?" Jasper asked, already anticipating what was going on.

"Huh?" I asked.

Carlisle opened up the cooler and pulled out a small metal cup with a lid and a straw. "It's donated blood that I got from the hospital," he explained, holding the cup out. "I can always get more. I just think that this is the best way to feed her until she can hunt on her own."

I took the cup from his hand and held it out to my daughter. She immediately quieted and snatched the cup from me and proceeded to drink greedily.

She finished within a few seconds and smiled happily. "You still hungry, Nessa?" I asked.

She shook her head and giggled happily.

I took the cup from her hands and handed it back to Carlisle.

By now, the whole entire family was crowded around the door, trying to get a good look at my daughter. I laughed. "Come on in, guys."

Esme looked at her granddaughter lovingly and I asked, "Do you wanna hold her?"

She jumped a little, as I broke her from her little trance, and held her arms out.

Renesmee reached for her grandmother and I handed her over.

Esme held Renesmee gently, as if she were afraid of hurting her, and I could see how much she loved her granddaughter. And also how much she missed her son.

"Esme?" Alice asked.

Esme looked up at her daughter. "Is it time?"

I noticed Alice nod out of the corner of my eye and suddenly I was very confused.

Max and Emmett both seemed to be in on the secret, because they exchanged glances and then Max said, "Hey, Em, wanna play Guitar Hero? Bet I could kick your ass again."

"You're on shorty!" Emmett replied. I'd noticed those two had become close... and that Emmett's immaturity was starting to rub off on Max.

They both kissed Renesmee on the forehead and then disappeared.

Carlisle was the next to go. "I should probably get back to work."

It was just us girls and Jasper left.

I glanced at my husband and raised an eyebrow, as if to ask him, "what the hell?"

He just shrugged. This confused me even more, Jasper's usually in on the secrets.

I turned to Alice and Rose, who both had very devious smiles on their faces. "Okay, what the heck is going on?"

Alice said, "Oh... you'll see." Then she and Rose giggled.

Esme laughed along with them. "Jasper, Bella," she smiled down at Renesmee, who was still in her arms. "Nessa, I guess now is the time to show you your present."

"Present? What present?" I asked.

"Your wedding present!" Alice exclaimed.

"Wedding present?" I echoed. That day seemed like it was so long ago...

"Follow us," Rose demanded and led the way out of the room.

I exchanged another glance with my husband who smiled and grabbed my hand. "Let's see what this is all about."

We followed Rose out the door with Esme and Alice bringing up the rear.

Rose led us out the back door and through the forest, past everything familiar.

We walked at a human pace for about forty minutes. We could've run at vampire speed but Esme seemed reluctant to with Renesmee in her arms. I didn't blame her, we didn't know how she'd react to the speed.

Nessa started dozing off around the thirty minute mark, but before long, she woke up again and started squirming in Esme's arms, reaching out towards me.

We stopped and Esme handed her over to me, but she still squirmed and tried to get away.

The realization hit me as I looked up at Jasper. I smiled. "I think Nessa wants her daddy."

He grinned and took Renesmee from my arms before lifting her up in the air and nuzzling his nose against hers, which made her giggle.

They already had a strong bond...

Once Renesmee was safely secure in Jasper's arms, she rested her head against his shoulder and dozed off again.

I smiled and stepped closer to the two of them.

Jasper held Nessa with one arm and pulled me to his side with the other, holding me close and kissing the top of my head. "Don't worry, she loves you more."

"I wasn't worried," I said defensively.

"Sure you weren't. I'm the empath remember." He rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. Of course I know she loves me more."

He chuckled and then we continued on our path to the "surprise".

I knew why Jasper had said what he said. He didn't want me to think Renesmee loved him more.

It didn't bother me, really. I knew from personal experience about the calming presence Jasper had and it didn't surprise me that Renesmee was more comfortable around him sometimes.

After about ten more minutes, Rose stopped walking and turned to face us. "Alice, blindfolds."

"What!?" Jasper and I said at the same time, turning to look at Alice.

She just smiled innocently and before we knew it, we were both blindfolded and being led to our destination by Alice.

A few minutes later or complete blackness, the blindfolds were removed and I could see again!

And I almost fell over at the sight in front of me.

It was a beautiful, secluded cottage. Well, I guess it was a little bigger than a cottage. And it was made of an array of different stones, all different, yet they somehow worked together. There was a wraparound porch and picturesque windows framed by blue shutters... It was amazing.

"Oh my God," I breathed. "Is this...?"

Esme stepped up behind me. "Yes, this is mine and the girl's wedding present to you, your own house. It's been here for years, but we cleaned it up and redecorated. What do you think?"

"It's... amazing!" I turned to face her and threw my arms around her in a big hug. "Thank you!!! It's perfect!"

I let her go and turned to my husband, who was still processing everything.

My squeal of joy had woken Renesmee up and she frowned, trying to figure out what all the commotion was about.

"Look Nessa! We have a house!" I pointed to the cottage.

She followed my finger and her eyes widened as she took in the site before her. She was very observant.

Jasper looked down at her. "You're just as surprised as I am, huh?" Then he turned to Esme. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," she said with a warm smile.

"Hey! We don't get a thanks?" Alice said in mock anger.

I laughed and hugged her tightly, picking her up and spinning her around before giving Rose a hug as well. "Thank you."

"Just wait until you see the inside," she commented as she returned the hug.

Alice skipped towards the cottage and bounded up the few stairs that led up the porch.

She opened the door with a dramatic gesture. "Come on in!"

I laughed and grabbed Jasper's hand, pulling him up the porch steps and inside the cottage.

It was even more amazing on the inside. The walls were made of that same mismatch mosaic of stones, but the floor was made up of a pattern of bricks. There was a currently unlit fireplace off to the side, with a seemingly random assortment of pieces of furniture around it. The couch was brown suede and a little more rustic looking while one of the armchairs looked more sleek and modern in black leather. And the end tables didn't match either, yet, somehow, it all worked together.

Once Renesmee was done taking in all the little details, she let out a yawn and drifted back to sleep in Jasper's arms.

I giggled and said, "Renesmee must be wiped out."

Alice squealed softly and bounced on the balls of her feet. "Wait 'til you see the nursery!"

She bounded over to one of the two doors, one on either side of the fireplace, and pulled it open.

Jasper and I went to examine it.

The room was a big contrast to the main room. The walls weren't stone, and I had a feeling that it had been an addition to the house.

The drywall walls were painted a pale lavender with a stripe of black running along the top edge of every one. Nessa's crib was different than the one in her old room, and was placed in the corner, next to the window. The window was affixed with black curtains, which were now closed. The crib itself was painted that same pale lavender.

Jasper stepped over to the crib and placed Renesmee in the crib gently, covering her with a blanket. The fleece blanket looked very familiar and I turned to Alice. "Is that-?"

She nodded and smiled. "Yep. That's my blanket."

Alice had a downy fleece Nightmare Before Christmas throw blanket that she curled up with when she wanted to relax and read or just lie on the couch with Max. It had Lock, Shock, and Barrel on it (A/N: Haha. I have that same one).

"And how did you know that she would like it?"

She shrugged. "What kid doesn't grow up loving The Nightmare Before Christmas?"

"People," I replied.

She rolled her eyes. "She's Jasper's kid."

Okay. She had a point. Jasper was probably the biggest Nightmare Before Christmas fan on the planet, and I knew that would rub off on our daughter.

Jasper laughed and turned around to shush us. "You'll wake her up."

"We'll leave now," Esme said and shooed Alice and Rose out of the room.

I crept up beside Jasper and peered into the crib. Nessa's sheets were lavender too, but her pillows were black, an odd color combination for a baby, but pinks and blues just didn't suit her.

Nessa had rolled over onto her side and was clutching the Zero the ghost dog plushie that had been placed in the crib with her. "Sweet dreams, Nessa," I whispered, stroking her hair lovingly.

Jasper placed his hand on my shoulder and said with a sly smile, "C'mon, let's get outta here."

We left the room and closed the door behind us.

I flopped down on the couch in the main room and Jasper followed suit, pulling me onto his lap.

"I love you," he breathed, placing gentle kisses on my shoulder and up my neck.

I moved swiftly so I was straddling him. "I love you too." I placed a kiss on his lips.

The kiss quickly deepened and I moaned into his mouth. But then I realized what was happening and pulled back. "We shouldn't be doing this. Remember what happened last time?"

This didn't seem to faze him as he proceeded to kiss my neck. "I don't care."

"Well, I do," I tried to think straight, which was practically impossible. "We already have one kid. I don't really think now would be a good time to have another one."

He pulled back to look at me. "Will you just trust me? You're not gonna get pregnant again. I promise."

"How can you know?" I protested.

All he did was kiss me again, causing the lusty half of my brain to take over the logical half.

He picked me up without ever breaking the kiss, and I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to the other door that led to our bedroom.

He broke the kiss and moved back to my neck, placing gentle kisses on it, his hands making their way up my shirt as I tangled my fingers in his hair.

His lips found my own again and I felt my back hit something soft, I'm assuming it was the bed.

I heard a drawer sliding open and then Jasper pulled back from the kiss and I opened my eyes and pouted, ready to protest.

"Bells, this is why." He held something up and I laughed when I realized what it was.

"Is that-?"

"It's from Emmett. His wedding present to us."

It was box of condoms with a note that simply read, "Use protection! XD"

I laughed once again and wrapped my arms around my husbands neck, bringing his mouth to my own as his hands once again found their way under my shirt.

And well...

A/N: This is probably the closest I've ever come to writing a lemon... and if any of you saw Mamma Mia!, you might get the reference with the whole "dot, dot, dot" thing at the end. So, what'd you guys think? I based the cottage off of the den in my grandparents old house, so it's a little different than Stephanie Meyer's version... So, review! And would someone PLEASE send me a review for my new chapter on "All My Loving"???? 'Cause I posted it like 2 weeks ago but no one reviewed and I know some of you guys read that one too!!!

Disclaimer: Me owns nothing except Max and his immaturity. XD