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The ride over to the Cullens was quiet. I was angry at Charlie for his reaction to Embry being a werewolf. And at the same time, I was nervous. Bella was more than likely a bloodthirsty vampire. The smell of my blood would probably send her into a frenzy and she would try to kill me.

And Charlie.

We turned onto the Cullen driveway and my heartbeat picked up. Charlie drove slowly, aggravating me to no end. When we finally reached the house, I was practically bouncing to get out of the car.

"Bianca, would you wait a minute?" Charlie called to me. I was already halfway up the steps while Charlie was still getting out of the car.

"Well, hurry up," I complained.

He followed me, though a lot more slowly. I turned when he reached the bottom stair and continued to up the steps. I strode forward to open the door, but Charlie told me not to be rude, so I had to wait for him to reach the door. Then, he took two deep breaths.

And he finally knocked on the door. Knock, knock, knock.

The door opened to reveal Carlisle. He smiled at us in welcome.

"Hello, Charlie, Bianca," he said. He looked perfectly surprised to see us, although we knew he wasn't.

Charlie stepped in front of me, refusing to let me pass him.

"Carlisle," he said stiffly. "Where's Bella?"

"Right here, Dad," said a voice. It was beautiful, like the tinkling of bells.

Over Carlisle's shoulder, I could see the sofa. Sitting on it was Edward, a dark-haired beauty by his side, and in her arms was Nessie.

She didn't even resemble the same child I had washed the blood from days ago. She looked weeks old. Her face looked the same, just slightly older, and she supported herself in Bella's arms. Her face was hidden in Bella's hair. Nessie's hair matched Edward's, though it was curly, like mine and Charlie's.

Bella was absolutely gorgeous. Her features were perfect, and even, making me very jealous. She barely resembled the sister I had known. But at the same time, she looked as if she was meant to be that way. It was like her entire life, she'd been wearing the wrong body, and now she was wearing the right one.

"Oh, Bella," I murmured, smiling. "You look amazing!"

She met my eyes and smiled, slightly. I smiled back, letting her know that everything was okay.

"Is that you, Bella?" Charlie whispered.

"Yep. Hi, Dad."

Charlie took a deep breath to steady himself.

"Hey, Charlie," said Jacob. I turned to see him and Seth sitting in the far corner. "How're things?"

Charlie turned to glare at Jacob for a moment. Then he shuddered, obviously remembering Jacob's phasing.

Charlie walked forward, and I followed. He stopped when we were a few feet away.

I could feel how tense Bella was and I knew she was trying her hardest to remain calm.

"Bella?" Charlie asked again.

"It's really me."

I grinned. I was so happy for her. Sure, the fact that if she wanted to, she would kill me was a bit of a downer, but she was finally what she'd always wanted to be. Equal to Edward.

"I'm sorry, Dad," Bella said.

"Are you okay?" he demanded.

"Really and truly great," Bella said. "Healthy as a horse."

"Jake said this was . . . necessary. That you were dying." He said the words like he didn't believe them.

Bella leaned into Edward for support, and took a breath.

I noticed then that she hadn't been breathing. She had been trying to prevent actually smelling us. She winced slightly.

"Jacob was telling you the truth."

"That makes one of you," Charlie growled. He turned to glare at me, and I sighed.

Bella glanced down anxiously at Nessie. Charlie followed her gaze.

"Oh," he said. All the anger melted from his face. "This is her. The orphan Jacob said you're adopting."

"My niece," Edward said.

"I thought you'd lost your family," Charlie accused him.

"I lost my parents," Edward lied. "My older brother was adopted, like me. I never saw him after that. But the courts located me when he and his wife died in a car accident, leaving their only child without any other family."

Nessie peeked out from Bella's hair. She glanced shyly at Charlie before hiding again.

"She's . . . she's, well, she's a beauty."

"Yes," Edward agreed.

"Kind of a big responsibility, though. You two are just getting started."

"What else could we do?" Edward asked, touched Nessie's cheek lightly. "Would you have refused her?"

"Hmph. Well." He shook his head. "Jake says you call her Nessie?"

"No, we don't," Bella said sharply. "Her name is Renesmee."

I laughed softly. Apparently Bella didn't like her daughter's nickname.

"How do you feel about this? Maybe Carlisle and Esme could -"

"She's mine," interrupted Bella. She spoke fiercely, allowing no room for discussion. "I want her."

Charlie frowned. "You gonna make me a grandpa so young?"

Edward smiled. "Carlisle's a grandfather, too."

Charlie glanced at Carlisle and laughed. "I guess that does sort of make me feel better." He turned back to Nessie. "She sure is something to look at."

Nessie finally leaned out from Bella's hair. She turned her gaze on Charlie, and he saw her brown eyes.

He gasped, and began to hyperventilate.

Bella was looking at him nervously. I was focused on Nessie. She was leaning toward me, her arms outstretched. She squirmed, trying to get out of Bella's hold.

Bella noticed. She glanced down at Nessie, who was trying to get to me, and then up at me. I raised my eyebrows, silently asking if it was all right.

She seemed surprised, but she held Nessie out to me. I hurried forward and lifted my little niece into my arms, making sure not to touch Bella's super cold skin.

Nessie hugged me tightly, her arms wrapping around my neck. I hugged her back, pressing her close.

"Nessie," I murmured, too low for Charlie to hear. "I missed you."

She pulled back and smiled up at me. I smiled back and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. She seemed amazed when I pulled away and copied my movements, kissing my cheek.

"Aw, thank you," I said. "You're so sweet."

She grinned wider.

I moved to sit in the empty chair near the couch, carrying Nessie with me. I settled into the chair comfortably, and Nessie settled in my lap.

She lifted her hand and pressed it to my cheek. An image of Bella, screaming at Jacob, entered my mind. Jacob, holding his hands up innocently. And Bella leaping toward him, with Seth jumping in the way. She seemed happy that Seth had jumped between them.

Her view of Jacob was almost possessive. It was like Jacob was hers and no one could mess with him.

I laughed then and glanced over at Jacob, who was muttering something to Charlie. She showed me an image of him standing beside Charlie and I could actually feel it, how possessive she was.

"Yes," I murmured to her. "He's yours. I've got one, too."

I glanced back to the conversation to see Charlie, looking down at Nessie and I. He seemed to have calmed down quite a bit.

"Whoa," Charlie gasped. "How old is she?"

"Um . . ." Bella said.

"Three months," Edward supplied. "Rather, she's the size of a three-month-old, more or less. She's younger in some ways and more mature in others."

Nessie lifted her hand and waved at him.

Charlie blinked quickly.

Jacob elbowed him. "Told you she was special, didn't I?"

Charlie cringed away.

"Oh, c'mon, Charlie," Jacob groaned. "I'm still the same person I've always been. Just pretend this afternoon didn't happen."

I snorted.

Charlie turned pale, but he nodded. "Just what is your part in all this, Jake? How much does Billy know? Why are you here?"

Jacob was glowing as he looked down at Nessie. He glanced at me, slightly jealous. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Well, I could tell you all about it - Billy knows absolutely everything - but it involves a lot of stuff about werewo-"

"Ungh!" Charlie exclaimed, covering his ears. "Never mind."

Jacob grinned. "Everything's going to be great, Charlie. Just try to not believe anything you see."

Charlie mumbled to himself.

"Woo!" Emmett suddenly boomed. "Go Gators!"

I jumped slightly, Nessie clutched my arm. Charlie and Jacob jumped as well. The vampires in the room just froze.

"Florida winning?" asked Charlie. He moved to watch the game.

I rolled my eyes and looked down at Nessie.

She copied me, rolling her eyes. I giggled. She lifted her hand to my cheek. I saw an image of a brush, and the feel of it going through her curls.

"Do you want me to brush your hair?" I asked.

Rosalie was suddenly there, holding a brush out to me. I took it from her.

"Thanks, Rose," I said.

Nessie turned around and I began brushing her hair. Each time I ran the brush through them, the curls would bounce back into place, the way that my hair always did.

"I'm very jealous of you right now," said a voice.

I turned to see Bella, sitting on the couch, Edward sitting with her. I could see that her eyes were a gross, muddy brown color. The happy couple looked to be cuddling, but I knew that it was more like a restraining hug.

"Why?"

"Because she likes you so much," she said. "Why is that? I didn't even know that you'd met her."

"Bella, I was there when she was delivered," I told her. I flinched, remembering the fountain of blood from Bella's mouth, and her stomach. Her screams. I shook my head to clear it. "I was one of the first people she saw."

"Oh," Bella said. "I didn't know."

"Yeah," I murmured, nodded. "And I'm the cool aunt."

I grinned over at Rosalie and Alice. Rosalie rolled her eyes and smiled begrudgingly. Alice's tinkling laugh reached me from across the room.

Nessie turned then, in my lap, and reached for my hair. She grabbed a lock of it and pulled it forward, out toward her. Then she grabbed one of hers and compared it. Her eyes widened in wonder and she grinned to see the similar curl to it.

I smiled and leaned to kiss her forehead.

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