Chapter 8: My Daughter

Edward's POV

I watched her chest rise and fall with each breath she took as she slept. Carlisle had given her some medicine so that she would sleep. It was a stark contrast to the Vision I had seen in Alice's head earlier. I panicked when I saw her body cold and lifeless on the bathroom floor. As soon as Nessie made the decision to take her own life Alice had seen the vision of her dead on the bathroom floor. But thankfully there was still enough time to keep that vision from becoming a reality. I would forever be greatful to my sister's fast acting thinking that saved my daughter's life.

My daughter. It was still a hard concept to grasp. I couldn't have children. Or so I thought. As Carlisle said "there has never been a situation quite like yours and Bella's before. Humans don't usually survive sexual intercourse with a vampire,". Maybe, just maybe, it was possible for a human to have a vampire's child. Carlisle was eager to study her DNA to find out more.

None of that really mattered to me though. She was Bella's daughter. DNA match or not she was my daughter also. She was part Bella and that was something I would always cherish and love. She was all that I had left of Bella now. I couldn't believe that Bella was dead. My Bella dead. That was a hard thing for me to process. I could have saved her. I could have changed her the moment she got sick. It was just a sick twist of fate that she died in the Coronavirus pandemic a century after I died in the Spanish Flu pandemic.

I looked at mh daughter once again. I couldn't lose her too. Even though I had just found out about her existence I loved her immensely. We would get her the help she so desperately needed. Even before the suicide attempt I knew she was depressed. Even though I have never studied psychology I knew a lot about how mental health issues affected a person. One of the curses of being able to read minds is that I get to unintentionally peek into the minds of people who have mental illnesses. I have personally seen what depression, bipolar, anxiety, PTSD, schizophrenia and OCD, among others, can do to a person.

I knew my daughter needed help. Now I would make sure that she got that help. I would protect her from everything and everyone if it was the last thing I did. She would be loved and well cared for once again.

"I don't care what you say! That's my foster child and I am here to pick her up!" I heard a voice yell in the waiting room.

"Sir-"

The door burst open and I saw a man quickly walk back here. He looked around until he spotted Nessie.

So this is what happened to the little bitch. Her stupid little stunt here could have exposed us. If they knew what we did to her we'd not only lose the extra money from the government but we would go to jail as well. I hope they don't suspect anything. Either way I'm going to beat the living crap out of her when we get home. She will wish she succeeded in killing herself. Stupid dumbass bitch couldn't even do that right.

I was seeing red. This was the man that had been abusing my daughter. I was going to kill the guy. I would teach him a lesson he would never forget. I knew my eyes were pitch black when he saw me because looked scared. Good. My muscles tensed in anger. I have never felt so much anger in my life.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who are you?!" I shot back angrily.

"Her father,"

Her father? The man had the nerve to call himself her father after what he has done?! I crouched down. My eyes were pitch black. I got ready pounce. I was ready to kill the guy.

"What's going on here? Who are you?" I heard Carlisle before I saw him.

"I'm here for Renesmee. I'm her father,"

I saw anger flash in Carlisle's eyes but it quickly disappeared. Carlisle was always able to stay calm even when he was angry. A trait I always admired in him.

"I'm here for my daughter,"

A growl built up in my chest. Suddenly a wave of calm hit me out of nowhere. The rest of the family had arrived and were in the waiting room. Jasper's calming effect did the trick. I calmed down.

"I'm sorry but I am afraid that we can't release her just yet,"

"Why not? I am her father. If I say that you have to discharge her then you will do it. You can't keep her here against my will-"

"Actually I can do exactly that when it is in her best interest to remain here,"

"That's the biggest bunch of bullshit that I have ever heard. I am in charge of her. I make all the decisions. Not you,"

Carlisle was getting more angry. "Normally that is true. However I, and several other doctors, have noticed signs of severe physical abuse. In that case we are required to keep her here as we investigate the matter further,"

He was so angry that he flipped over a table. Sending the contents scattering all over the floor. Nessie jumped awake. Her eyes widened in alarm when she saw him.

"Give me the girl,"

"No," Carlisle answered.

"You better release that girl to me or else-"

"Are you threatening me now?" Carlisle was starting to lose his calm demeanor. Poor Jasper was having a hard time diffusing all of our anger. "Threatening me is not going to end well for you sir. So I suggest you leave right now,"

"I'm not leaving without the girl,"

"Sir you need to leave right now," another doctor, whose name was Dr. Jackson, had come to intervene.

"No I'm not-"

"You better leave right now before I call the police on you for trespassing," Carlisle threatened.

"Fine but I will be back,"

We watched as he stomped his way out of the hospital.

Carlisle immediately turned to Nessie. "How are you feeling? Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Maybe a little thirsty,"

"I'll go get her some water," Dr. Lawrence said and left.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered low so that Nessie wouldn't hear.

"Don't worry son. I have already made a few phone calls and pulled a few strings. In about a day or two he will receive notice from the state that he and his wife are no longer allowed to foster children. I'm also trying to have their son removed from the home as well,"

"Good,"

I looked into my daughter's beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Eyes just like her mother's. She was beautiful just like her mother. She would heal from this. I was sure of it.

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