(Emmett's POV)

"Phone's ringing," Charlie calls from her position on the couch where she is bouncing Val in her lap. I move at vampire speed to her purse, fishing out her diamond studded iphone and accepting the call.

"Yello."

"Emmett how are you it's Renee."

"I'm good how are you?" I ask not really caring one way or another. Charlie never had much of a relationship with her mother and the whole subject is kind of a sore spot that we tend to avoid at all costs. The entire divorce fiasco really messed her up, made the idea of love frightening and unwelcome. It took at least nine months of us being together before she could say or hear the words I love you without panicking slightly and I think a part of me will always resent Renee because of it.

"Fine, is Charlie around by chance, I was hoping to speak with her. It's been a while," she added.

I glance over at my wife and she begins frantically shaking her head no. "Sorry you just missed her actually she left the phone here to charge she's out to lunch." I lie smoothly.

"Just ask her to give me a call back when she can."

"Will do."

"And Emmett?"

"Yeah?"

"Tell her that I love her," she says in a softer voice.

"Ok, I'll tell her." I press end quickly and place the phone on the table.

"I don't know why she keeps calling I think I've made it pretty clear it's about 13 years too late for that shit."

"Language," I click my tongue at her pulling our daughter into my lap. "I think maybe you should talk to her, get some closure and move on with your life."

"I have moved on."

"Baby-"

"Just leave it alone Emmett please. I don't want to talk about it."

"You never want to talk about it."

"God damnit I don't want fight with you in front of her," she growls flashing me a pair of jade green eyes, that's new. Valkyrie's little hands fly over her ears reflexively.

"Here let me," Rosalie appears next to me holding out her arms for the baby who still has her palms clasped tightly on the sides of her head as she carries her out of the room.

"I'm sorry Emmett, I'm sorry don't leave, don't leave." She apologizes.

"I won't." I assure her. Cradling her close to my chest as I carry her up to my room and lay her on the bed.

"I didn't mean for that to happen," she murmurs leaning up to watch me strip off her babydoll dress and lace under garments.

"It's ok angel," I repeat the process with my own clothes, once we're both completely naked I nestle myself against her hips.

"No it's not ok." She whispers almost inaudibly and I guide myself into her. "I don't want to be like my parents."

"So we won't be."

"I don't want to fight."

"So we won't."

"If it was really that simple don't you think Renee would have stayed?"

"Nobody is leaving anyone," I reach down to grab both of her hands and twine them with mine on either side of her head. "Feel me?" I trust into her again.

"Yes," she breathes rolling her eyes back into her head.

"I'm right here with you, I won't go anywhere."

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise." I silence her by crashing our lips together in a passionately kiss willing her with every fiber of my being to believe me.

(Three months later Charlie's POV)

Time is a funny thing, dragging on when you least want it to but flitting past when you want desperately to cling to it. Why the universe seeks only to torture us I will never understand, Valkyrie and Renesmee are holding a steady growth pattern. Physically they look around five but intellectually they are well beyond that, both armed with valuable gift and remarkable talents. Ness and Edward sit at the piano and she plunks out a few notes of the piece as his experienced finger ghost over the keys ringing out the more complicated melody while Bella leans on the side watching them with a grin. Emmett and I sit on either side of Val as she sketches Esme and Carlisle lounging on the love seat across from us. I close my eyes and allow my head to lull back against the cushions of the couch as the lullaby played on. Then suddenly someone gasped, I looked over just in time to see the flower filled vase Alice had been holding hit the floor, Jasper was beside her in a millisecond.

"What is it Alice?" He asked.

"The Volturi, they're coming."

"Here?" My voice catches in my throat.

"Why?" Bella follows in the same tone.