A/N: AHH, I know, I've been making you guys wait forever! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm not going to make excuses though. I'll just get on with the story.

Recap from last chapter (in case no one remembers, haha)

"I love you." His voice was strong as he spoke. "I love you and I love Renesmee. I could never want to leave you again. I didn't even want to leave you the first time. Don't you understand that? Not that you should; I hate myself for what I did. But you seemed to get it so well before. How did that change so rapidly?"

Damn it! His words played with my brain, messing with its normal functioning. What was I supposed to do?

"I can't…" My voice shook, so I started again. "I can't do this."

And with that, I was gone. I ran as quickly as possible back to my house. Back to my daughter.

Disclaimer: Guess who owns Twilight? Not meee…Stephenie Meyer!!

"Renesmee Carlie, I need you NOW."

Nessie came into the living room with a smile that quickly faded as she took in my disheveled expression.

"Mom?" She asked tentatively. "What happened?"

I ignored her questions. "I need to know what happened in the meadow. Please."

Although I could tell she wanted to ask me a million questions, she held her tongue. She put her hand to my cheek and let me see her day with her father.

Edward was looking down at his hands, not knowing what to do or say. He couldn't figure out where to start.

"Renesmee I…" he what? The words didn't come to him.

Nessie raised an eyebrow at him, acknowledging that he'd spoken, but gave no verbal response.

"I'm so sorry Renesmee. For everything that I've put you and your mother through. I truly do love her, so, so much. I don't know what she's told you of our past, but I'm guessing you know the basics. I didn't want to leave her. I only wanted what was best for her, and I thought that would be to leave her…so she could leave a normal, human life. I was miserable without her. When I thought that she'd died, I almost went to the Volturi to ask them to kill me. But I was living at home again by then, and Alice got to me before I could follow through."

Edward took a deep breath. He was about to speak again, but Renesmee stopped him.

She put a hand to his cheek, and Edward's jaw dropped. Renesmee let him see so many of her memories that he hadn't been there for: her birth, Naheul, her first birthday, her rapid growth, Jacob, her first day at school, the multiple lives that she pretended to lead with Bella and Jake.

Renesmee also showed Edward all the pain. She showed him the pain that Bella went through, and how it became Renesmee's pain as well.

This was too much for Edward to bear. He gently removed her hand from his face, but of course, he could still hear her thoughts.

Sobs racked through his body, and Renesmee's thoughts changed. She could suddenly see that Edward did love her mother. If he had known what was going to happen, he would never have left.

She loved him.

"Dad?" She tried out the word, and it felt right. "Dad, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shown you that."

Edward shook his head. "No, I'm glad you did. I needed to know. Thank you."

His words were utterly sincere, impossible to doubt.

The rest of the conversation revolved around Renesmee and Bella's life together. She told him everything that he had missed.

Edward told Renesmee how clumsy Bella had once been. He told her the stories of high school gym classes, and how she could barely walk across a flat surface without tripping. They were both laughing at this when Bella arrived.

The memory stopped there. Nessie removed her hand and looked up at my face.

"I made a mistake." My voice came out in a small whisper.

"Mom, what did you do?" Renesmee asked me.

I shook my head in a vain attempt to clear it. I barely heard my daughter's questions. He truly did love me. He truly did love Renesmee, too. It had been clear in his eyes throughout the memory I'd been shown.

And I'd blown it.

"I think I had a chance Nessie," I said. "I had a chance to get us back as a family again. And I didn't take it. I was afraid."

Renesmee was completely understanding, more than I deserved.

"It's fine," she told me. "That's only natural. But I really do think that we could make this work. Wouldn't that be wonderful Mom? Can you imagine?"

Jacob, who had been absent through this whole conversation, was suddenly in the doorway.

"As much as I hate to say it, I sort of agree with Nessie on this one, Bells," he said. "This is everything you've ever wanted. Both of you deserve this. Even if it means we'll be stuck with a bunch of bloodsuckers." He said the last sentence jokingly, but the rest was serious.

"It's a Saturday, there's no school. I could go back over today," I said. "Do you two want to come? Or should I go alone?"

Nessie and Jacob looked at each other, as if they were having a conversation with their eyes. The same way Edward and I used to.

"We'll all go," Jake began. "But you and Edward will talk alone. Nessie and I will talk to the rest of the family. We can explain things to them, you know? Anything that Edward hasn't explained yet, anyway."

The three of us agreed to stop by early morning tomorrow. It was supposed to be sunny, so I'd have to be careful. Nessie called Alice and told her what was happening, but asked her not to let Edward know, to which she said she'd try her hardest.

Jacob and Nessie slept, but I was a wreck. Was this what I wanted? Was this what was best for Nessie? For us as a family?

I didn't realize how much time had passed while I sat alone thinking. Renesmee and Jacob were already awake, and Jacob was eating a huge breakfast. I got dressed at vampire speed, and we headed out to the car.

AN. To be completely honest, I barely edited this, so I may have a million grammatical errors. I just felt bad for making you guys wait; I typically get things up really quickly. I've been slacking, I'll admit. REVIEW! :D