Hey Guys...

So I'm super exited to post this story here, because I've been writing and editing this for the past 3 years, and I'm really proud of the way it became.

I'm sorry that I didn't post this before now, but FanFiction was down for a couple of days and then I went on a vacation, but it's here now, and I hope you'll like it. :D

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, only the storyline.

2. BELIEVE

"Do you want an arm-wrestle fight, Bella?" Emmett asked me when he jumped down from the upper floor. The wooden floor made a cracking sound when he hit it.

An arm-wrestle fight wasn't really what I wanted right now; I wanted to stay where I was now. With my head in Edward's lab and one of his hands stroking up and down my arm.

Emmett had tortured me with the arm-wrestling thing since the first time. Though I was still winning I could feel my newborn vampire powers starting to fail me. And letting Emmett win would be the last thing I could do, because he would never ever make me forget. So I had to freeze him out.

"Not right now, Emmett. Can't you give me some peace and quiet for once?"

"Ugh. Now I have to ask Jasper; he let me win!" He jumped back to the upper floor. He shouted Jasper's name and ten seconds later they both jumped down.

Renesmee was sitting on the floor in front of us, playing with the necklace I'd given her Christmas last year.

"How are we going to tell Jacob, that we're going to Rio?" Renesmee asked and turned around to look at us. Her long curly hair was braided down on each side of her beautiful face.

"I guess we just have to tell him the truth." Edward answered her. His voice soft and relaxed.

"Yeah, you're right. But I think we need to repeat it a few times before he gets it." She laughed.

"Speaking of the sun," Edward muttered.

"Hey Nessie!" Jacob called, when he went through the front door. His voice filled with happiness and joy.

Renesmee turned around and sent him a sweet smile when he entered the room.

When he reached her he picked her up and swung her around his body a few times before giving her a hug.

"Hi Jacob. You're bigger than the last time I saw you." She said and looked up at his face.

She was right, he was bigger. He hadn't grown much in height, but he had gained lots of more muscles on his already over-muscled body. He seemed huge.

"Damn. My body seems to have its own life." He laughed and stroked Nessie's cheek. He sat down on the floor next to her and patted her head.

Rosalie walked in then, her heels making sounds against the floor. She looked towards Jacob and groaned quietly.

"Hey Blondie. Why was the blonde confused when she got twins?" He asked, giving her time to response. And answered himself when she didn't. "She didn't know who the other mom was." He laughed.

She suddenly turned sad. It wasn't the joke, rather the part with the babies. She had always wanted kids, but when she was turned into a vampire she couldn't get pregnant.

"Very funny, Dog. Just the fun I was looking for." Rosalie said and turned to face him. She growled, and ran in full speed out the door and disappeared into the forest.

"That was nice Jacob, making it the purpose of your life to annoy her?" I asked him.

He looked confused, his eyebrows pressed together in a frown. "Are you defending her and not me? Since when did she become your best friend?" he asked me.

"I'm not defending her, but she is living here and she has more right to be here than you do. And I don't want any fighting. Clear?" I said, sounding very much like a mother.

Edward cleared his throat quietly. "Jacob, we need to tell you something." He started. Catching Jacob's expression as he did. "We – Renesmee, Bella and I – are going to Rio when the holiday starts." We all sat quietly waiting for Jacob to response.

He didn't move at all. He just sat, frozen, looking at us with an expressionless face.

Then he unfroze. "What? You can't be serious. I can't be away from her for that long, and what if anything happens to her? Then I can't do anything about it." He said, frightened. He looked from me, to Edward, and then to Renesmee where his gaze stopped.

"I'm sorry Jake, but we are serious. We all need some vacation." I said and sent him an apologetic smile.

It didn't seem to work. He still had the same hard and angry look on his face.

I knew Jacob was only seventeen years old, but he had the body of a thirty-year-old boxer. He could kill me if that was what he wanted.

I didn't let that stop me. Because I knew he would never hurt me, because Renesmee would hate him if he did anything to hurt her family.

Edward leaned forward and looked down at him. "Jacob, I know it's hard for you to be away from her, but she wants to go too. So if you want her to be happy, let her go." He said.

Jacob nodded slowly. "I know it would make her happy, but I can't stand to be away from her for more than a week. And what if you're going to be away for a month?" He stroked Nessie's curly hair.

"Nothing's going to happen to me, I'm just going to spend some time with momma and daddy. You don't need to worry about me. I'm going to have a lot of fun." Renesmee said, very matter-of-factly.

She was such an unbelievable, kind little girl. She would never do anything to hurt anybody.

I heard some rhythmic feet on the stairs and saw Alice coming down. She walked across the floor in her dance-like walk, and went to sit next to Edward and me in the couch.

She was smiling. "What's up?" she asked, then looked at Jacob. "Why do you look sick?"

She was right, he looked sick. Or actually more like one who nodded CPR.

"We just told him that we're going to Rio. He's taking it hard." Edward answered for Jacob, humor in his voice.

Alice looked at Edward with huge questioning eyes. "You're going to Rio? When?" She asked.

"When the holiday starts." I answered her.

Jacob was quiet on the floor. He just sat with his hands in his lab and looked out into nothing.

He wouldn't just let her leave, we knew that. But we had never thought that he would be taken totally aback by it, he had to expect it come sometime. He couldn't expect us to stay here forever.

When he finally came to life, he took a deep breath and looked up at us. "Listen, you know how I feel about this." He said and looked up at Edward. "You actually do. And I can't just let her leave. I can't do that. I'm sorry."

Edward growled. "I'm sorry, but that is not a choice for you to make. She is our daughter; you have nothing to say in this." He said. "We are going, whether or not you like that." He said, as controlled as ever, but I could hear the anger burning inside him.

"You can't take her away from me. I'm bound to her, and it's gonna' hurt us both to be separated."

Edward shrugged. "You have been separated before; nothing seemed to happen to her then. Why should this be different?" he asked, a confident tone to his voice this time.

Jacob was starting to breathe faster. "We haven't been separated for that long." He said, sounding breathless. He looked hopelessly up at us. "Please, don't take her away from me."

Edward smiled apologetic. "I'm sorry, Jacob, but there is nothing you can do. We're going."

Jacob rose up, his body trembling and his eyes wild. "You can't do this!" he screamed, his voice echoing in the room, making the windows shake.

Renesmee stood up, knowing what was coming and took his hand. "I'm going to be fine. I promise you. You don't need to worry." She reassured him, her eyes kind.

Jacob was now trembling hard, still only looking at Edward. "I can't," he started, his voice rough and not at all the happy voice that had greeted Renesmee a few minutes ago. "I can't let you do this. I have too…" He pushed Renesmee out of his way and phased, leaping for us.

I could see it in his eyes when we were in the air. That he didn't like it, that it wasn't him doing it. It was the animal in him, the animal that had imprinted on Renesmee. The animal that would kill if anything happened to his imprintée.

I would have moved – I could have – but I was paralyzed, frozen in my position, staring into the eyes of my friend. My best friend.

Suddenly I went flying off the couch and I heard a window shatter.

I looked in the direction of the sound and saw wolf-Seth entering the room in a rain of glass.

He put himself between Jacob and me and Edward, making a quiet growl.

They stood like that for a few seconds before Jacob ran out the shattered window.

It took me a few seconds to come back to the real world. When I did I saw Edward kneeling next to human-Seth who was lying on the floor, winching in pain.

He was lying on his back, his fingers pulling his hair. Trying to mend the pain that was caused by the huge piece of glass that was stuck in his shoulder.

Edward looked up at me. "Get Carlisle." He told me, his voice filled with panic.

I was about to run up the stairs to get him, when he came running down with Alice carrying Renesmee.

Renesmee ran into my arms and cried against my shoulder.

Carlisle and Edward helped each other put a blanket around Seth, and then pulled the piece of glass out. With the glass out the blood started streaming out.

I pulled Renesmee outside; she shouldn't have to see that kind of thing.

"I'm so sorry sweetie. I didn't mean you to go through that." I said to her.

She looked up at me. "How could he do it? He was trying to kill you, and he hurt Seth – I mean, it was his fault that Seth had to jump through the window." She said and dried her cheeks.

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say, because there was nothing I could say to make her feel better, because all I could say would be a lie.

We sat outside for a few minutes, watching the sunset, before Edward came out to hug Renesmee.

Renesmee hugged him back and cried. When they pulled away she looked at him with sad eyes. "How's Seth?" she asked.

He smiled. "He's sleeping, and he's going to be fine." He told her and kissed her forehead. Having done that he leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Do you want to show momma what we can do?"

Her face lit up and she nodded. She took our hands and pulled us inside.

The living room looked just like it usually did. No signs of anything that had happened the last ten minutes.

Renesmee pulled us to the piano where we all sat down on the stool. She looked up at Edward. "You first, dad," she said and smiled at him.

He smiled back before placing his fingers on the keys. When he started playing I recognized the song in Renesmee's head. When the song was finished I couldn't speak. It was so beautiful.

"Don't you think the song is good, momma?" Renesmee asked and smiled at me.

"It's beautiful! So beautiful." I said and smiled back at her. Very happy that she was smiling so shortly after everything that had happened.

"Don't you think momma wants to hear your song?" Edward asked her.

She smiled at him and looked up at me. Her eyes looked hopeful and keen.

I nodded and smiled. "Of course I want to hear your song, sweetie." I stroked a lost hair behind her ear and reached for Edward's hand behind her back.

He found mine before I found his. He took it and squeezed it lightly.

Renesmee started to play. The sound her little fingers created was amazing. And really unbelievable for someone who had just learned to play.

I closed my eyes and let the emotions takeover me. The song reminded me of the first time Edward told that he loved me, the first time he kissed me, when he asked me to marry him, when I walked down the altar to marry him and all the memories of our daughter.

Suddenly I realized the song had stopped. I opened my eyes and saw Edward and Renesmee grin at me.

"Wow!" I said and grabbed Renesmee from the stool. I pressed her to my chest.

She laughed her sweet laugh and smiled more than she had before. "Did you like it?" She asked when I let go of her. Still smiling widely.

"Are you crazy? I loved it! How did you learn to do that?" I asked her.

"Daddy is a very good teacher. He told me to play what I felt." She said and her gaze broke away from mine. She looked down again. She was thinking about Jacob.

I searched for Edward's gaze and when I found it, it was just as worried as my own.

I took my free hand and stroked her cheek. Her eyes were wet of tears. I lay my arm around her and kissed her hair.

She hugged me too for a time then Edward put both his arms around us, and Renesmee started to cry out loud.

"It's okay sweetie. It's okay to cry." I said to her.

It reminded me of when I had told Jacob that I was in love with him, but that we only could be friends because I loved Edward much more. I remembered ruining Edward's shirt because I was crying all night. After that I'd promised myself not to shed one more tear for Jacob Black.

"I don't understand why I'm crying. I'm not sad that he's gone, not if that mean that he can't kill you." Renesmee said and pulled away. She looked down at her hands.

She was wearing the bracelet she'd gotten from the wolves last Christmas. She turned it around her wrist several times before she took it off.

Edward's fingers did not stop hers like they had when I wanted to take my off.

Renesmee started to cry more when she walked towards the back door, and threw the bracelet into the trees. She ran, crying, into Edward's arms and ruined his shirt the way I had done a year ago.

"Sometimes you don't cry when you're sad, but then you're frustrated and don't know what to do." Edward told her in a reassuring voice.

Renesmee nodded slowly and dried her eyes with the back of her little hand. "I'm sorry, I know that you don't like Jacob that much, but he was like a brother to me." She looked at Edward, her big eyes.

Edward dried her cheeks with his hand. "I know, and I'm the one who's sorry." He told her and pulled her into a hug.

When they pulled away Renesmee yawned. "I'm tired, can we go back now?" She asked us.

We nodded together and smiled at her.

On the way home Renesmee fell asleep in Edward's arms. She was so tired that she couldn't even walk.

We put her to bed and walked out in the little garden. We sat down in the grass and Edward put his arms around me. We just sat there and looked out in the dark night.

"We need to talk about something," Edward said. His arms squeezed me and he turned me around so he could see my face. That was a bad sign.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked, my voice shaky.

He laughed at my expression and smiled. "Don't worry it's not something bad. I just have to tell you something."

I crooked my eyebrows. "And that is supposed to convince me that I don't need to worry?" I asked him and laughed.

He smiled. "It's nothing bad." He assured me. "I was just thinking about what happened today. I mean, it could have been way worse than just Seth getting cut on some glass." He said as if it had been nothing, but of course, to Seth who healed fast, it had probably been close to nothing.

I was looking at him talk, watching his eyes go from happy and soft to hard and sad.

"It could have turned into one of us dying." He said. "I know it's a bit pessimistic, but there's always a chance – even for us vampires. And I just wanted to tell you something just in case."

I stroked his cheek and looked right into his eyes, waiting for him to talk.

He closed his eyes briefly and opened them again. "I love you. And I love you so much that I could tell you every second of my existence and that wouldn't even be close to how much I love you."

I was totally speechless. His words had not been as poetic and romantic as something Shakespeare could have written, but what made me speechless was the light in his eyes, that – while speaking – went to such a blaze that I could hardly bear to look at him.

Instead of saying anything I just kissed him. "I love you too, and I don't have a fancy way of saying it," I said and laughed. "I just know that I do, and that I always have loved you and always will."

He smiled. "And that's all I'm asking for." He said and leaned in to kiss me again.

He suddenly pulled away and sat up. Three seconds later I heard someone talking.

"Are you going now?" I asked him.

He looked at me with a smile on his face and nodded. "Yeah. We'll be back in less than three hours." He gave me a brief kiss and jumped out to the others.

I listened to them disappear into the woods and then I walked inside.

I turned on the computer and checked my mails. I'd gotten one from my mom. She wrote that it had been nice to see me again and that she was sorry she had to leave so soon. I answered and shut off the computer.

I looked around in the living room and noticed the silence in here without Edward here.

I sat down in the loveseat and closed my eyes. I just lay there for a long time, wishing I could sleep.

When my patience ran out I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. I had only been sitting there for less than half an hour. I felt like it had been five hours.

I stood up and decided to read a book. I found one of my old favorites and started reading. But I couldn't concentrate on the words so I closed it again.

Finally after trying various things to keep myself entertained I walked into Renesmee's room and sat down on the little chair next to her bed.

Her hands were folded above her chest and the corner of her lips turned slightly upward.

I just sat there and looking at her until I felt soft fingers against my neck.

I turned and saw Edward sitting on his knees beside me.

He took my head between his hands and kissed me. His mouth tasting sweet of blood.

He lifted me up into his arms and walked slowly outside without breaking the kiss. He sat me down in the little garden where we had been before he left.

We sat there until we both heard Renesmee calling in the morning. We rose up and with our hands connected we walked to her room.

She was sitting up in her bed, her hair messy. When her eyes landed on us she jumped off the bed and ran towards us.

We both kneeled and closed our arms around her.

She pulled away from us. "Can't we go sit in the little garden before breakfast?" she asked us with a blinding smile.

She loved sitting in that little garden. Loved sitting in the grass and listening to the birds sing, and surrounded by the scent of flowers.

Edward laughed quietly. "Of cause." He said and went outside to get a blanket while I helped Renesmee get dressed. We picked a little blue dress with a white cardigan above.

When I had brushed her hair we walked out to meet Edward. He took our hands and we walk out the door.

She lay down in the grass when we reached the garden and Edward and I sat down next to her.

"Momma can I ask you something?" She asked me, her eyes closed and her face looking peaceful.

"Sure, what is it?"

She sat up and looked at me. "I just remembered a memory I have with Rosalie, from when I was little. And in the memory she's telling me that she's not going to let you near me and that she would act to be my mother until you were ready to see me. What does that mean?" she asked.

"You know that when you got born, you nearly killed me. And so your father acted fast to change me. But a newborn vampire is very strong, and is very tempted by human blood. That's why Rosalie told you that, 'cause she thought that the moment I saw you, would kill you. But I didn't." I told her and hoped I hadn't frightened her.

She sat very still and thought about what I'd just told her.

"But you were a newborn, so why didn't you kill me? I have blood running in my veins." She didn't sound scared at all.

"Your mom has something that I've never seen before. When she woke up from the change she acted just like her human self, not even noticing the thirst. None of us have seen anything like it." Edward said for me.

She understood. She smiled a big smile and looked at me. "Thanks for not killing me momma. I've had the best life any child could ever dream of."

Edward and I both laughed while wrapping our arms around her.

"We are going to have the best life any person could ever dream of. We're just going to live in it forever." Edward said.

"Forever," I agreed.

"Forever." Renesmee echoed in.

We sat here until noon, where Nessie was starting to get hungry.

Esme and Carlisle had come back from the hunting trip and sat in the couch.

Renesmee ran quickly towards them and hugged them both. Then she ran out the kitchen where Alice had made her some food.

Edward and I walked sat down in the little couch across from Carlisle and Esme.

I looked at Esme. "Thank you for letting Sophie stay here. I owe you so much." I told her.

She smiled at me and said, "Always, Bella. You're a part of the family so of course you can have you friends visit."

"Thanks Esme. But I just feel rude, that you have to suffer because I want to see my friends. It's not nice of me to have you pretend to be humans, when you actually want to drink their blood."

They all laughed at the last sentence.

Edward squeezed me lightly. "Bella, love. We don't have a choice. As Esme said, you're a part of the family now, and you have to see your friends now, if you want to see them. Because five years from now, you're supposed to have changed, I'm supposed to have changed, we all supposed to have changed, but we don't. Renesmee is the only one who does change and that will also stop. In less than two years we are going to move, start over again." He said.

I knew he was right. When he said it like that it all made sense.

"Yeah, you're probably right." I told him.

"That wouldn't be the first time. I'm usually right." He grinned at himself and kissed my forehead.

"Sure you are." Carlisle told him chuckled. Then he looked at me. "It's nice of you to think about this, but actually I think you're the one who suffers the most. 'Cause you're the youngest and you don't want to hurt your friends, Charlie, Renée, whoever comes to visit. Am I right?"

I nodded. He was completely right. "Thank you Carlisle." I told him.

"You're welcome, Bella."

Renesmee had finished eating and had gone to the piano. She played the same song as yesterday.

I looked at the clock on the TV. "I have to go now." I said and kissed Edward's forehead. I rose up and walked to Renesmee who was still playing.

"Are you going now, momma?" She asked me. The song stopped and she turned around to look at me.

"Yeah, but I'll be back in about four hours." I told her.

Edward who had followed me walked besides me down the garage.

I wanted to take the Volvo, but Edward had other plans. He gave the keys to my own car. A Ferrari F430, my 'after car'.

"Why don't you take your own car? You're always using the Volvo." He said and handed me the keys. He laid his arms around my waist and kissed me.

When he pulled away I kissed his cheek and got into my car. He waved at me while I drove out of the garage.

I waved back, and then I was away from the big house.

When I got to the airport I parked as long away from it as I could.

Right when I walked through the door I head a familiar voice yell my name.

"Hi Bella!"