Author's Note- I do not own any of the characters. I give all credit to Stephanie Meyers. Duh…this is a fanfic…why would I own any of it? Purpose defeated…

Onyx Star

Bella's POV

Dear Diary,

I'm sorry I haven't been able to write. You would think being immortal I would be able to write all the time. But my life has never been what I expected it to be. It has been so much better. Since the last time I have written so much has happened. I got married, had a child, and became a vampire. Yes, that pretty much sums it up. Of course, that isn't all that has happened. My ninth wedding anniversary is coming up already. Strange to think that I am twenty-seven years old but I look eighteen. It is even stranger to think that my daughter is older than me. She looks twenty-one now.

I don't know why I wanted to write again. There is nothing that I need to write. I could just save the ink and paper and tell Edward everything. I know he would listen and pretend to care. Scratch that. He would care, a lot. But I guess that is the reason for writing. I don't want him to care about this. I just want to vent without there being a consequence.

Today, I went shopping with Alice and Rosalie. Nothing out of the ordinary now. Except that it was extra ordinary. Nothing is changing. I feel as if I'm in a rut. There is nothing else to do.

When you live forever, what do you do?

Love,

Bella

I closed my small notebook and hid it under the mattress. Another day is ahead.

"Bella, darling? Are you ready?" Edward's velvet voice cut through my thoughts. I smile and try to forget about the small book carrying my large burden.

"Yeah, I guess so. Do we have to go?" I whine when I see Edward walk into the room. He smiles and nods. "No, we don't. You do. I could just stay here and…relax."

Edward moves over to the bed and pulls me into his arms. I return the embrace and smile. "This isn't going to make it any easier to get me to come." I say to him. Edward releases me and glares down at me. "But, I'll come just for you." I kiss the tip of his nose and pick up my car keys.

"Are you sure, Bella? I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do," Edward laughs easily and takes the keys from me.

"Don't rub my nose it, you knew I would go."

"I know. See how much better I'm getting at reading your mind!"

"Whatever. It probably helps that I drop my shield. Now you know what my mind tastes like."

"I don't eat your brains. I'm a vampire. Not a zombie."

I laugh at his mock seriousness and lead him out of the house. He takes my hand securely in his. Where it was meant to be, forever.

"Did you have fun at all, Bella?" Edward asks me as we drive through the neighborhood on the way back home.

A year ago Edward and I decided to leave the nest. We didn't move far, just far enough where we could learn to live like an actual family.

"Yes, it's just…"

"What?"

"I am over there every day. So it seems pointless to have 'dinner' there every day. It is like we live there still. I love our family; I just wanted to try this…"

"This?

"You know…a young newlywed couple living on their own. Like a normal thing for once."

"We aren't normal, Bella."

"I know, Edward. But there is always a compromise. Can we try for this?"

"I want to still see my family, Bella. But if you don't, you don't have to come."

I slam on the car breaks and put the car in park. I turn to glare at my young husband. "Edward! How could you think that! I just wanted to stop going over there every night! I want to live a separate life! I want to live a life with you sometimes!"

"Then that's our compromise. Once a week we go over there. I'm sorry."

I smile sadly and continue driving to our house. Edward watches me carefully as I drive. I grip the steering wheel tightly and try to ignore him.

I stand in the kitchen and wait for the muffins to bake. On the table I already have eggs, pancakes, crumpets, toast, waffles, and French toast waiting.

"Good morning, love. What are you doing? You aren't going to eat that, are you? It won't taste very good."

"No, it's for Renesmee. She stayed over last night," I feel Edward wrap his arms around my waist. I turn around, without letting him loosen his grip, to face him. "I'm sorry about last night. I don't want to argue. I was just upset."

Edward opens his mouth to protest. Probably about how I am still a young vampire and he should have known not to push my limits. But I cut him off by pressing my lips against his. I feel him give in and release his argument. He presses ferociously to me and bites hungrily at my lips.

"Hi, Daddy!" a sweet musical voice impales the passion in the room. Edward stops cold and looks behind him.

Renesmee has her copper hair in a loose ponytail and is leaning against the wall casually. I smile at her and she smirks. Her eyes are wide with innocence and mischief. She tiptoes over to us slowly. I feel Edward release me and step away. I can't take my eyes off the two of them. Renesmee casually hugs Edward and Edward kisses the top of her head fondly. Our greatest accomplishment.

"How are you, Renesmee? I thought you were staying with Gwen for the month," Edward asks. His ulterior motive shines through.

"If you are trying to figure out if I'm staying with Jacob you could just ask," simply Renesmee says. Edward growls and nods curtly. 'Well, I'm not. We aren't going to move in until we're married."

"Have you set a date, yet?" I curiously interrogate my daughter. Renesmee shrugs and goes to sit at the kitchen table. I watch as she piles her breakfast on a small plate.

"We think sometime soon. Maybe. I don't see the rush. It isn't like we are missing anything. We are practically married already. No rush. I already have the ring and the love." Renesmee takes a big bite of the pancakes and nods thoughtfully. When she swallows she begins again. "It isn't like we can even have children. With my clock ticking at some vampy rate it is impossible."

I glance at Edward quickly and then back at Renesmee. Renesmee caught our look and placed her fork down.

"What? Have you found something out?" Edward glares at me and sighs.

"It may be possible if you have the baby before you stop growing. There is no guarantee though. If anything the baby will stop growing when you do and you will be the first ever pregnant vampire. Forever. Is it really worth the risk?" Edward explains through clenched teeth. He wanted to keep this from her until after it was too late. It wasn't that he didn't want a grandchild. He just didn't want to think of his baby at nine years old being a mother.

"Was I worth the risk? Was turning Mom into a vampire worth it? Was anything worth it?" Renesmee shoots back angrily and jumps from the table. She glares at both of us and storms out of the house.

I sigh and start to clean up the food. "She doesn't come around enough. Did you really have to ask a rhetorical question? She would've been fine if you didn't do that…" I mumble as I throw out all the food.

Edward just ignores my question and begins to throw out the food. Such a waste.

I watch as Edward drives away. Today is Family Day. He goes to hang out with his brothers and I go hang out with his sisters. But today…I just don't want to. So instead I go and pick up the mail and newspaper outside.

"Bill, bill, bill, junk, bill…flyer…" I mumble as I flip through the stack. Nothing interesting here. I throw the stack of mail into a box. The flyer on top catches my eye.

It reads:

Wanted: Help

Hello, my name is Charlie Swan and I need your help. I am a man who cannot fend for himself. I need someone who can cook and clean. The pay will be good and the hours flexible. For more info please call…

I smile to myself and pick up the flyer. I carry it to my bedroom where I go find a scrapbook I made a few years ago. A scrapbook my real mother gave me for my birthday.

In the beginning of the book I have pictures from my human life. My friends, my home, and my family. The family Edward is trying to replace. Charlie and Renee.

When I became a vampire I had to leave them all behind. They were told that I died. That I was never coming back. That I loved them and would never forget them. But I didn't die. I just couldn't tell them.

Without thinking I picked up the phone and dialed the number on the flyer.

"Hello? This is Charlie," I gruff and fantastically familiar voice answers. I smile and cover my mouth. "Hello? Is anyone there? Sue? Is that you? Are you okay? Hello?" The voice hangs up. The dial tone returns to act as a heartbeat.

I dial again.

"Hello?" The voice is angrier this time.

"Hi, my name is Marie. I just saw your flyer. Is the position still open?" I say quietly into the receiver. Scared that Edward can hear even when he is miles away.

"Oh, yes it is. Marie, you said?"

"Yes, Marie Cullen. You are Charlie Swan, right?" I hear Charlie mumble Cullen like a curse.

"Cullen?" He says more composed this time. "Were you adopted by the doctor?"

"Yes, just a few years ago. I'm seventeen."

"Well, I want to meet you before I hire you. When can you come over?" Charlie says edgily.

"Is right now good?" I say impatiently.

"Yeah, now is fine. I'll see you in a few, Marie."

We say our good-byes and hang up.

What have I done? I can't go over there! He'll know I'm his daughter! Edward will kill me! The Volturi will kill me…

I hear Edward's voice in my head…Is it worth the risk?

Yes, it is.

Author's Note-Thanks for reading. Please review if you feel inclined to flame me for this piece of crap.