A/N: Wow guys, it's been over a year since I last updated. I feel terrible :/. I really have no excuse other than I'm lazy and had a lot of school work. Neither of which really counts lol. Hopefully I'll be updating faster now. Sorry again! Here's chapter three =]

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight characters. Stephenie Meyer does. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction now would I? =P

Chapter 3: A Happy Family

Bella's Point of View

Renesmee jumped out of the car and sprinted towards the house as soon as we pulled into the driveway. "DADDY! GRANDPA! GRANDMA!" she yelled. I laughed. She was excited to be home. She was playing it up a bit though, trying to get out of helping carrying the abundance of bags filling the trunk into the house.

"Renesmee, you can't fool me! Come back and take a few of these bags with you!" I yelled after her. But she had already disappeared into the house. I sighed, but I knew it didn't matter. Alice, Rose, and I would have no problem carrying these into the house. I slung five bags on each of my arms, and used my hands to balance two bags on my head. I started walking toward the house, but before I had even made it halfway up the driveway, Edward was by my side, taking half of the bags I was carrying.

"Need a little help?" He asked, smiling.

"Thanks, love. I missed you," I told him, kissing him lightly on the check before continuing up the driveway.

"I missed you too," he said, following me into the house. When we walked in, Renesmee was sitting on the couch next to Esme, talking a hundred miles an hour and holding her hand as she excitedly told her and showed her the details of our shopping trip. Edward and I unloaded our bags onto the floor of the living room, Rose and Alice right behind us. We unpacked the bags, and began sorting the clothes into piles.

An hour later, we had everything sorted into piles, each belonging to a different member of the family. Of course, Alice could never go on a shopping trip without buying something for everyone she knew. It just gave her an excuse to spend more time in the mall.

"BELLA! Where did those blue shoes go?" Alice asked me frantically as she ripped through the empty bags, searching for her favorite purchase, a pair of navy blue heels with diamonds on the straps. When I started giggling, she looked at me, bewildered. "Bella, how could you be laughing? This is serious!"

"Alice, you're wearing them!" I was doubled over in laughter now, clutching my sides. You'd think that with a perfect memory, Alice would've remembered wearing them out of the store because she liked them so much. Or maybe, with her perfect vision, she would have seen them on her feet. But then again, apparently not. Alice stood for a minute, embarrassed. She turned her head to look down at the shoes, then up at me, then back down again. Renesmee let out a giggle, and her hand flew up to cover her mouth. The next thing we knew, everyone in the room fell to the floor in a fit of laughter. Alice watched for a few seconds, still embarrassed, before she started to laugh too.

"What did I miss?" a gruff voice inquired.

"JAKE!" Renesmee shouted. I turned around just in time to see Renesmee jump into Jake's arms. He picked her up and swung her around in a circle, kissing her lightly on the forehead before placing her back on the floor.

"How's my favorite little nine-year old?" Jake teased. Renesmee folded her arms across her chest and stuck out her tongue.

"I'm not little. And I'm not nine, I'm seventeen!" she retaliated.

"You are too nine and you know it," Jake told her, smiling, "Just because you look seventeen, doesn't mean you actually are." Renesmee huffed and went to sit down on the couch, feigning a pouty face. Jake just laughed and went to sit next to her, quietly whispering to her to try to conciliate her anger. Jake was Renesmee's best friend. Despite the fact that he loved her as more than that, and she appeared old enough to date him, he knew that she was only nine, and respected that fact. When Renesmee had first reached machurity, Edward had been worried that Jake would take things too quickly, forgetting her actually age because of the age she appeared. Emotionally, she hadn't been, and still wasn't ready for a relationship like the one Jake was hoping for. And even though I knew it would happen eventually, I wasn't sure that I was ready for it either.

"You okay?" Edward whispered in my ear, and I realized that I had gotten lost in my thoughts. I nodded and smiled at him, lifting my mental shield just long enough to let him know what I had been thinking. I had been practicing with my shield, and was able to lift it completely for a long period of time, if I ever wanted to. He nodded in agreement and smiled at me, running his fingers through my hair. Not even realizing I was doing it, I leaned into him and breathed in his wonderful scent. He turned me around to face him and kissed me passionately on the lips.

"Get a room!" a booming voice laughed from across the room. Emmett walked into the room, a big, goofy smile lighting up his face. Jasper slipped in after him. If I was human I would have been beet red. Apparently, they were back from their hunting trip. Thankfully, Renesmee took the attention off of me.

"Uncle Em! Uncle Jazz! You have to see what we bought you!" she exclaimed excitedly, her pouting suddenly forgotten. She grabbed them both by the hand and dragged them across the room to show them their pile of clothes, telling them all about our day as she went. It took only five minutes before Emmett got antsy and suggested video games. Renesmee frowned at him, but reluctantly agreed. Emmett let out a little victory yell and skipped over to the TV to set up the video games. Beside me, I heard Edward chuckle, and saw Rose slowly shake her head in mock embarrassment.

We played video games all through that night. Emmett and I had a tournament on the Wii, and I won 3 to 2. He nearly broke the controller afterwards. I found it pretty hilarious. Renesmee eventually fell asleep, her head in Jacob's lap as he stroked her hair. Jake fell asleep soon after, snoring loudly on the couch. Edward suggested that we bring Renesmee up to her room and make Jake go back to his room above the garage, but they looked so cute lying there that I convinced him to let them stay.

In the morning, Edward pulled me into the music room and sat me down next to him on the piano bench. I leaned into him as he began to play my lullaby, wishing that I could fall asleep. After a few minutes, I could hear Renesmee waking up. She crept into the room and climbed into my lap, leaning her head back on my shoulder. I sighed contently as Edward played on.

However, it wasn't long before the peacefulness was interrupted. Alice came skipping into the room, singing at the top of her lungs.

"It's gonna thunderstorm! It's gonna thunderstorm!" she sang.

"Oh! Momma, can we play baseball today?" Renesmee begged. I glanced at Edward, who had stopped playing. He nodded his consent.

"Sure, baby. Just go ask everyone else," I told her. Renesmee squealed and jumped up, and darted out of the room, calling everyone's names. Emmett had taught Renesmee to play baseball when she was three, and she loved to play at every chance she got. I listened to her excitedly telling Jasper, Emmett, and Rose in the living room, before racing up the stairs to find Carlisle and Esme.

We were out to our field in five minutes flat. There were nine of us in total. Jake wasn't playing because he was going home to visit his dad for the day. Esme volunteered to be umpire so we would have even teams. We decided the teams would be girls against boys: Renesmee, Rose, Alice, and me against Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper, and Edward.

We played for hours, until the rain began to slow and the thunder faded into the distance. By that point, we had lost track of the score and just called it a tie. It was already getting late, close to dinner time for humans, and we decided to all go for a hunt. Most of us had probably overhunted in the past couple of weeks, but there was no such thing as being too prepared. We didn't want to take any unnecessary risks when we started school next week.

I ran gleefully through the woods, holding hands with Renesmee on my right and Edward on my left. It was one of those moments where I was beyond greatful for everything I had received. My wonderful family that I would never want to replace. We hunted until we were filled to the brim, and then we started towards home. Just outside the doors, Renesmee turned to me.

"Momma? Will you tuck me into bed tonight?" she asked, her nine year old personality showing through.

"Of course, baby," I replied, grabbing her hand once more and pulling her inside the house. We stopped by the kitchen for a glass of milk for Renesmee before heading upstairs to her room. Renesmee's room fit her personality perfectly. It was bold, but simple. The main colors were lavender, a darker purple, and white. All of the furniture in the room was a dark brown wood. A white throw rug brightened up the hardwood floor. A purple cover and lavender throw pillows decorated the bed. The walls were painted lavender. The closet, filled with clothes courtesy of Alice, had no doors; they had been replaced by two full length mirrors. At the other end of the room, there was a vanity covered in hair products and makeup. The room practically screamed Renesmee. She may hate being Alice's Barbie doll and love playing baseball, but she was far from a tomboy.

Renesmee grabbed a pair of Soffe's and a t-shirt and went to change in the bathroom. I sat on the bed and waited for her to finish. As I let my gaze wander around the room, I caught a glimpse of myself in the closet door mirrors. It still shocked me every time I looked in the mirror. I had never thought I could be beautiful, and seeing myself now still surprised me. I was still staring at myself in the mirror, remembering my human years and how much had changed since then when Renesmee walked out of the bathroom. She came and sat next to me on the bed, and I put my arms around her and gently kissed her forehead.

"Momma, you never did get to tell me any stories last night like you said you would," Renesmee reminded me.

"You're right baby, I completely forgot! I'm sorry Nessie. Which one would you like to hear tonight?" I asked. Renesmee stroked her chin as if she was in deep thought, and I couldn't help but laugh. Renesmee smiled and her face lit up.

"I know! Tell me the story of the day you first met daddy. Please?" She begged.

"Of course, Renesmee. Now let's see… You know the first day I met your father, I thought he hated me. And I thought he thought I smelled bad," I started my story, making Renesmee laugh. I continued with my story of my first biology class with Edward and the events of the following days until I noticed Renesmee was having trouble keeping her eyes open. I smiled to myself and cut my story short.

"Alright Ness, I think it's time for bed. I'll finish the story tomorrow night, okay?" I said, lying her down in her bed and bringing the covers over her. "Sweet dreams baby."

"Good night Momma," Renesmee replied sleepily, her eyes already closed. I smiled at her and gave her another kiss on the forehead before turning off the lights and quietly sneaking downstairs to find Edward.

Sorry again guys for taking so long to update. I'll try to update faster next time. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thanks for reading and please review! =]

Happy summer!

- dancer :)