My Forever Dawn

Author's Notes: The fanfiction will be mainly in Nessie's POV, but not entirely. English is not my maternal language, I've learned it for like 5 years, so if there are any mistakes, please let me know. And criticism is welcomed, of course, as long as it is constructive.

Hope you'll like it! (PS: I'm not really into writing long chapters, they could exhaust your eyes while reading, so I prefer to write three short chapters than one fairly long… thanks for reading!)

Bella's POV

And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.

This was the most unforgettable night ever. Edward and I were talking for hours and hours, unbelievably happy and calm. There was nothing we could be afraid of anymore. Life was getting so perfect – I would have my eternity with the one I loved more than anything else in the whole world and with our adorable little daughter – forever.

And, of course, there was Jacob. I was glad, of course, that my best friend was going to be part of my life, but it was fairly hard for me to see him as my daughter's future boyfriend.

It was incredibly hard, to be more exact.

I was lying in Edward's arms, feeling almost sleepy – as sleepy as a vampire could feel – when someone knocked at the door. I looked at the clock – it was only eight o'clock in the morning. It was stupid of me to think that someone of my new family could be still asleep – it was stupid to think that someone of them could be asleep at all – but I couldn't think of a reason why would they come to call us.

I put my wrapper on and walked slowly towards the door. Edward smiled briefly, but didn't let me know who it was. And I bet he knew.

I didn't have to open the door to know who was here. The smell of a dog hit me in the nose. What could Jacob want at that time of the day? Wasn't he asleep?

"What's up, Jake?" I asked, once I opened the door.

He squinted his eyes at me.

"Can I see her?" he begged.

"There's no hello anymore?"

"Hello", he said quickly. "So, can I?"

I sighed.

"She is sleeping, Jake. And why aren't you sleeping, too? It was a long night for everyone, go get some sleep."

"I got enough sleep, Bells. I need to see Nessie; I haven't seen her for…" He looked at his watch. "I haven't seen her for ten hours, come on, Bells, let me in."

"You are crazy", I noticed, but I moved, so he could come in. "Now what, you can't live twenty-four hours without seeing my daughter? That's gonna be fun, you know."

"Twenty-four? I don't think I could stand twelve…"

We both laughed, as I was leading him to Nessie's bedroom, where she was still sleeping peacefully. We stood at the door, looking at her. She was beautiful in her sleep, her bronze curls surrounding her lovely face, her hand underneath her cheek. I looked at Jacob – he was staring at her lovingly, with a small, fascinated smile on his face.

Renesmee mumbled something obscure and turned on her other side, huddling up under the covers. She was cold here – the early morning in Forks could be cold for any human, no matter how many covers to they have – I knew that from my own experience.

Jacob walked to her slowly, without letting her out of his sight.

"She is cold", he told me, touching gently her hair.

"I'll get her one more blanket.", I said. "Or, as you are here…?"

He looked at me questioningly and I nodded to my daughter, who was trembling slightly. Jake lay onto the covers beside her, and pulled her tiny body close to him.

"Jake", she murmured. I thought she had woken up, but her eyes were still closed and she didn't move. She just recognized his touch even though she was sleeping.

He kissed her on the head. Nessie nestled against his chest and he buried his face in her soft, sweet-smelling hair. I kept watching them for several minutes, then I noticed that Jake had fallen asleep, too.

I went out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind me. I went to the bedroom, where Edward was still waiting for me with a smile on his face.

"So, you let Jacob sleep in Nessie's bed?"

"Be a good boy, Edward.", I said, before I lay beside him, kissing him briefly on the lips. I rested my head on his marble chest and tried to strike a balance about what was happening between my beloved daughter and my best friend.

He really loved her, didn't he? And she wanted him here, she needed him here. I could see that very clearly in her chocolate eyes whenever he wasn't near her – she was getting nervous