Sorry for such a short chapter, but I've been procrastingating writing; I have writer's block. So basically, this is a little filler. It helps understand Bella's feelings a bit, and how much her new family cares about her, even though she is a vampire.

Chapter 5

Edward let go of Renesmee's hand shortly before dawn, gently tucking it back to her side, and waited for her to wake up. A minute later, she opened her eyes and sat up, looking around.

She smiled at Edward and turned to me. "Time to go?" I nodded; we needed to get back and get showers before Renesmee went to school.

Edward got up in one fluid motion, offering a hand to both Renesmee and me. We both grinned and took it, simultaneously pulling him down with us while using him to stand so we ended up reversed with me and Ren standing and Edward on the sand.

He flipped over and laughed with us, rolling his eyes. I offered my hand, but firmly planted my feet on the ground so he couldn't use the same trick. He gave me a disgruntled look, but took my offer.

When we were all standing, me and Renesmee went through the wolves, shaking shoulders to wake them up and whispering that it was almost dawn. Edward started to pack up the blankets. The air was filled with the moans of disgruntled sleepers as they dragged themselves up.

Within about fifteen minutes all the vampires had cleaned up our campsite and all the werewolves had managed to get on their feet.

"I'm serving coffee at my place. Anyone who doesn't have patrol can come if they want." I said, shoving the last blanket into the back of the Jeep. "Who's driving and who's running?" I asked, turning to face the group.

"I'll run again." Said Edward, smiling. He had always loved to run. "Me too." Said Renesmee, stretching a bit. I nodded, sliding into the driver's seat of the Jeep. Soon we were all packed into the Jeeps; me with the Cullens and the werewolves in the other.

"See ya at home!" I said, waving at Renesmee as I pulled away. She waved back, then beckoned for Edward to follow.

EPOV

Renesmee motioned for me to follow her into the forest, but didn't run. She just walked at a steady pace, waiting for me to follow. I quickly caught up and smiled at her sideways. She was silent, her face unreadable and her mind translating the national anthem into Arabic. Her mother had taught her well.

Finally the silence was too much. "You wanted to talk?" I asked, looking at her sideways. She stopped, turning to face me completely.

She reached up very deliberately just as before, allowing me to pull back if I wanted to. I stayed still, letting her delicate fingers touch my cheek and the memories fill my head.

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Bella was standing on the first beach, obviously a vampire. She turned when she heard Renesmee's approach, her face incredibly sad, but the expression was gone as fast as it appeared. She smiled at Renesmee, holding out her arms for a hug.

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Renesmee and Bella at the store, going through the aisles and laughing. They reached the electronics, and Bella sped up a bit. Renesmee noticed her mother's reaction and looked into the section curiously, wondering what had spooked her.

There was an electric piano on display.

Renesmee immediately released her mother's hand and ran to it, instantly curious. She had not seen this before and wondered what it did. She pressed a few keys and giggled, turning to show it to her mother.

Again, Bella's face was twisted in pain, but she quickly changed it into a neutral expression, hiding. Renesmee frowned and asked what was wrong, but Bella just bent over to look her in the eye.

"Do you want to learn how to play the piano?"

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Her childhood memories were filled with such situations and along with them came a silent question. What happened?

I struggled with words, trying to describe the horrible lie I had told her. Renesmee read my face and suddenly understanding flooded her features. You left her because you loved her? She smiled a bit. I can't believe you thought that would help. Do you not know Mom at all?

I shook my head. "Apparently not. I thought she would forget me, like many humans do…so I hurt her and myself trying to protect her."

Renesmee shook her head and smiled a bit. "No. Not Mom. She's way too stubborn and was too deeply in love." I raised my eyebrows in surprise of her knowledge of Bella's feelings. She seemed to understand my confusion. "I remember. I remember how she felt the entire time I was in her. And I remember the pain."

Her eyes grew sad, and to my utter astonishment, she started to cry. I wasn't sure what to do, but I wrapped my arms around her and held her against my chest, trying to soothe her like I used to do with Bella. We stayed like that for a few minutes, then she pulled back slightly to look at me.

"You love her." It wasn't a question, but I nodded anyway. She went silent, looking at me with a calculating tilt. "Please don't hurt her." It was barely more than a whisper, but it spoke volumes. "If you want her, you'll have to regain her trust and let her know you'll stay. I don't think she would survive if you left again."

And with that, she set off at a brisk run. She was going impossibly fast for a human, but relatively slow for a vampire. She was waiting for me to catch up.

I joined her after a minute, deep in thought. She was incredibly perceptive, probably an inherited trait from Bella, and she had had a consciousness before she was born. She obviously wanted to protect her mother, but wanted me to help her heal Bella. The entire Pack had given me the same warning: Don't hurt her.