Hi Everybody!

So... I really wasn't planning on writing more and I thought I was done, but then, this came to me and I said "why not"... So here's an epilogue! Enjoy!

Oh, and this epilogue sparked new ideas in my head... so there might be a sequel... it would be about Renesmee and Jacob. What do you think? Should I go for it?

Thanks again for your reviews! You are amazing!

EPILOGUE - Bella's POV

I swung gently on the wooden rocking chair, my baby girl carefully cradled in my arms. I momentarily looked at the extending forest in front of our porch, I could both hear and smell the wild animals wandering through the woods. So much had happened in so little time, and I was still overwhelmed by the influx of information that bombarded my too acute, vampire brain.

Edward and I had moved to this charming, isolated cabin, in Wronki, Poland, right after our honeymoon. We had just found out that I was pregnant and we had learned that we couldn't go back to Forks. Ever. The werewolves would be waiting for us. Alice hadn't been able to see what they had planned to do but she had seen the aftermath: Edward's limbs burning in a large fire.

My body shuddered at the thought and my undead heart contracted violently. I couldn't lose him. Ever. He was my silent heartbeat. He was the glue that kept all my pieces together.

My precious Renesmee cooed musically, calling on my complete attention. I immediately looked down at my darling treasure sleeping in my arms, my body full of love and devotion. She was so light and so fragile in my iron white arms. Her skin was only one shade pinker than my pale skin. I smiled at my sleeping baby and carefully caressed her plump, rosy cheek, so soft and warm against my marble fingers. I was only getting used to my strength and barely pressed my cold fingers against her fragile flesh. I held her tiny hand in mine and was instantly transported in her dreams, colorful images of the family, feelings of safety and trust and love rushing through my head.

My baby was happy.

I observed her half human, half vampire features and saw my perfect Edward in her. I played with one of her curl and remembered faintly of my dad. It was his hair texture. I felt a nudge of melancholy at the thought of Charlie. He still didn't know I had abandoned him forever. He was still assuming that Edward and I were traveling on our honeymoon. We had just sent him a postcard a few days ago that a friend of Carlisle mailed for us from Brazil. He would never know of what I had become. He would never find out how close I had been to death during the delivery. But I wanted so badly to share my fairytale with him. I wanted him to know how happy I was. I wanted to tell him about his granddaughter, who had his curly hair.

Edward had promised me that in nine month, we would send him a picture of a newborn Renesmee, taken only a day after her birth. Charlie would believe that I had just given birth then, even though his grandchild, with her supernatural growth rate, would already be physically a four year old. But at least he would know about her. He would know that we were happy, and hopefully that would be enough.

A blissful shiver ran down my spine as I felt the electrifying eyes of my husband watching over me. I looked up to our bedroom window. Edward was peeking outside the window to check on his two girls, his light honey eyes shining with admiration. I smiled at him, instantly feeling joy and contentment.

I would never regret my choices.

His features smoothed at my honest smile. I knew he was worried, as were the rest of the family, to leave me alone with Renesmee. My newborn baby was only a week old, even though she looked so much bigger and stronger than that. And I was a newborn too, impossibly strong and constantly thirsty. Which was why my family; my new, eternal family, hovered over my daughter and me like we were two delicate, easily irritable creatures. They constantly checked on me and worried about my actions. They didn't understand my unnatural calm and poise. It had been only a week since I had been turned, and I didn't behave like any other newborn vampire. They thought I could hurt my own daughter, or even worst, that I would want to drain her.

I looked down at this perfect creation and I knew I would never hurt her. I would protect her with my own life. And I'd almost had to. I quickly pushed away the faint memories of my last days as a human. My human body had broken in pieces, too weak to care for my supernatural child. It had almost all been too much. I remembered the feeling of being pulled into darkness, only to wake up two days later in a newer, stronger version of my old self.

It had all been worth it. My baby was worth it.

Holding this breathing, heart-beating perfection in my arms, feeling this unconditional love flowing freely from her hands was what helped me stay calm and focused. I was hearing and seeing and feeling so many new things with my acute, supernatural, unfamiliar senses. It was overwhelming, and Renesmee was the only thing that anchored me to reality.

It was a magical feeling to know that Edward and I had created this beautiful being, together. I smiled at the realization that she came from our love and our strength, and that she survived thanks to our faith in us and in our future.

My thoughts went back to that day in his room. The day he had finally accepted our destiny. The day he had come back to me and had given me everything I had ever needed. It had been the day that we both finally put trust in our future.

I remembered the day Edward had kneeled down on one leg and had proposed to me, his mother's ring in his hand. We had been basking in the rare sun of Forks, in our private meadow. Edward was reflecting diamond rainbow off of his perfectly sculpted body. I remembered how the light breeze in the air and Edward's cold body against mine had felt like heaven. He had looked up to me, his eyes brighter than fire itself, and asked me to become his wife, for eternity.

I stared happily down at the amazing result of our struggles, of all the barriers we had leaped over. I smiled widely, awed and grateful that I got so much more than I ever dreamed of.

We had succeeded. I got my Edward and my Renesmee, and I got my forever after.