Summary: Renesmee learns how to pray with the help of her Daddy!

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His eyes were closed, his hands folded together as his lips moved slightly. At first I thought he was talking to himself. Deciding that Daddy had finally lost it and was officially crazy. I watched with even more curiosity as he finally whispered out loud, "Amen." His eyes instantly went to me with a smile.

"What are you doing up?" I clutched my teddy bear to my chest as I continued to walk over to Daddy with sleepy eyes. My hair was jostled about. "Do you miss your Momma?" Daddy asked as he lifted me into his lap.

"Yes, but that wasn't the reason I came out here. What were you doing a second ago?"

"Praying." He smiled as my mouth opened in surprise. Jacob had taken me to church once, and my parents would limit me on my religion beliefs. I knew there was a God, and sometimes when I was lonely I talked to God but- "Well then you were praying." Daddy confirmed. He lifted me up, cradling me into his chest as we made our way back to my room. "If your lonely and your talking to God, then your praying."

"But you when you were just talking to him, you had your eyes closed and your hands folded." We entered my room, and surprisingly, Daddy set me down on my two feet. Usually he would simply lay me into my bed. He then got down onto his knee's, resting his elbows on my bed, and closing his eyes. When I had made no attempt to move, he peeked out of one eye and I quickly got into the same position he was in. I folded my hands and closed my eyes. And sat there.

Now I was the one to peek out of my one eye. "Now what?" I asked in confusion.

"Talk to God. Pretend I'm not here and your lonely. Talk to him the way you usually would."

I looked at Daddy then thought about it. How would I usually talk to God? I had never really put much thought into how my conversations went with the big man, but I decided to just wing it and hope for the best.

"Hey God, how are you? How's Jesus? How's Adam and Eve's marriage holding up? I know they were having problems-" Daddy burst out with a laugh, then coughed, then was silent. I continued without opening my eyes. "Has Noah caught any fish yet? You'd think with that big boat, one would think that he would see something. Anyway God, if it's not too much to ask, please keep Jacob and the whole pack, Auntie Alice, Uncle Jazz, Aunt Rose, Uncle Emmett, Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa Charlie, Sue, Renee, Phil, Nahuel, and his Aunt safe. And God, most importantly, you have to keep my Daddy and Momma safe. Because they're really important and I need to know their safe God. Well, I won't hold you up much longer, but tell Jesus I said hello. Bye!" I opened my eyes, sitting back onto my knees in satisfaction. Daddy had the most widest grin that I had ever seen. Realization struck and I began picking the back of my mind, "What was that weird word you said when you were done praying…?" I mostly asked myself. And then it hit me. "Amen!"

Daddy laughed out loud and when I say laughed, he laughed. Hysterically holding onto his stomach as he laughed harder when I asked what I had done wrong. Finally when he was calmed down enough, he looked to my smiling face.

"What are you smiling about?" He asked, pulling me into his lap once more.

"I love seeing you happy." I kissed his cheek and then yawned.

"Want to sleep in our bed tonight? Since its just me and you in the cottage, it doesn't make sense for you to be all lonely in here." I jumped with glee and ran at vampire speed to Daddy and Momma's room. Daddy joined me on the bed, humming me my lullaby before I drifted off into my slumber. But before I dozed off, I heard him whisper, "Thank you so much Lord," He held me closer to his chest as I was half awake, half asleep, "Thank you so much."