AN- This was an interesting one to write. Enjoy.

EPOV

Meeting Renesmee had been interesting, I had an inclination that she was lying about her age the moment I accepted her friend request. She didn't look like a 16 year old and there was something strangely familiar about the way she looked. I couldn't put my finger on it at first but when she put half a pot of pepper on her fries things started clicking into place. Renesmee was my daughter. I had a daughter. An almost adult daughter. I'd missed everything. Her first laugh, the first word she spoke, her first day at school, school plays, spelling bees, the day she rode a bike with 2 wheels, prom, graduation. I felt like an ass. Bella had tried to contact me so many times after I left. I thought she'd beg me to come home but I should have known better than that. Bella wouldn't have wanted me to be back in Forks if I didn't want to be. I only had myself to blame for this. I made a promise to myself the moment she confirmed my theories. Edward Cullen was going to be in his daughters life, he was also going to try anything to make it up to her mother.

I reached for my cell phone. I dialled the all too familiar number and waited as it rang several times.

"Edward." His tone was formal, he knew if I rang him on his hospital line it was something I needed help with.

"Dad. Can I have the keys to the Forks house?"

He cleared his throat. " Of course. Why?"

"Um, I'm in a hotel in Port Angeles and I'm um not coming home. I'm staying in Forks Dad. Do you think Mom would mind packing up my apartment?" I couldn't believe how ridiculous I was being. I'm 36 for Christ sake. I shouldn't be afraid to tell my Dad he was a Grandfather.

"Edward, what's going on. We left Forks because you said you couldn't stand it any more. Son what's happened?" There wasn't a hint of frustration in his voice. He sounded worried. This is why I loved my Dad. He was so compassionate. He'd always put everyone else before himself, it was just his way.

I paused. How the fuck was I supposed to tell him I had a 17 year old daughter. Fuck I have a 17 year old daughter. I'm a father. Mom and Dad are grandparents. Bella gave birth to our child. Things were starting to sink in. I had to sit down before I blacked out. I honestly couldn't comprehend the situation. I've spent the last 17 years of my life wishing I'd never left Washington. I fucked up big time. If I hadn't left, we'd have the things we always dreamed of, Nessie would probably have 2 or 3 siblings. We'd buy the little yellow house on the end of the road and buy a swing set.

"Edward .. are you still there?" My Dad's anxious tone brought me back from my moment. I was even more determined to make things right.

"Yeah I'm here. Listen. I'm not really sure how to say this. When I left Forks, I got phone calls form Bella a million times a day, she tried writing but I threw away her letters." I heard him sigh on the the other end. I know, I was raised better than that blah blah blah. "Hear me out Dad. It turns out Bella had a reason for trying to contact me." I paused again and took a deep breath. "Dad. I have a daughter."

There was silence at the other end of the line. Trust Carlisle Cullen to lose his cool the moment I needed him most.

"Dad?"

"Wow. Erm. What can I say? I'm a grandparent? Gosh." He was absolutely shocked. I didn't blame him. He probably hadn't given any thoughts to Forks since we left. Now he had a connection.

"I know right?" A nervous chuckle slipped though as I ran my hands through my hair. I'd done that too much today it was starting to get greasy.

"We'll bring your belongings this weekend. I'll phone Ivan right away and have him sort out the pool house, he has an extra set of keys, you can move in as soon as he's done. Your mother will be pleased, she did love Forks. I better phone the hospital too and oh I bet the gardens are a state..."

I had to cut him off. He was getting ahead of himself.

"Woah Dad stop. You don't have to come back. I mean really Bella doesn't even know I know..." I knew my Mom would throw a wobbly that I hadn't told her first. I really didn't need to see her so soon. It wasn't necessary for the entire Cullen family to be relocated back to Forks because I forgot to buy Trojans when I was 18.

"Nonsense Edward. We have a granddaughter that we need to meet. And you know your mother will be upset about Bella. Sort it out son. See you Saturday. Good Luck."

My parents were completely bat shit crazy. Did they not think this was a big deal?

I needed to get my shit together. I jumped in my Ferrari and drove, rather fast, to the liquor store. I grabbed a bottle of Tanqueray and 20 Malboros. I hadn't smoked since college, but I seriously needed to calm my shit down before I regrouped with Ness tomorrow to strategise.

I was meeting with my daughter to discuss how best to inform her mother of our awareness of the situation. Seriously needed that gin right about now.

I crashed into the hotel and flipped the lid off the Tanqueray and took a swig. I didn't even wince as it burned the back of my throat. I welcomes the pain because it would only lead to calm. I put a cigarette between my lips and silently prayed for whoever thought it was a good idea to put hotel branded matches in the rooms. I inhaled the deadly delicious carbon monoxide fumes and sighed as I exhaled. I'd forgotten how good smoking felt. It truly was like the first drag kicked every ounce of stress from your system. Fuck all that lavender bath salt shit. Nicotine made the world a better place.

I spent my night watching pointless shows. Girls of The Playboy Mansion really? Was it actually necessary to make a show about Hugh Heffners constant supply of punani and inflatable boobs? Where was the substance really? I actually watched a half hour of three bimbos running around spending money earned by being wank material on things that were utterly ridiculous. Like fucking fake snow. What's the point!? And the one that should be a lesbian, definitely needs a new laugh. I'm ashamed to say I was relieved when Tila Tequilas Shot At Love came on. I took another swig and turned the TV off all together. I decided to take a shower.

As I washed away the last of the cheap hotel shampoo I thought about my first day at school. I didn't cry when my Mom left because I was holding my best friends hand. Bella held my hand for the whole day and we didn't say a word to each other. In fact we didn't say a word to anyone. It was like we'd made a silent pact to look after each other and that for some reason meant not communicating. I'm no child psychologist I don't know why the hell we did it we just did. I'll always remember that day because of Bella. Like all of my best memories Bella was right there beside me when I needed her. If she was here now she'd probably tell me to man up and face the music. She'd be kicking my ass too but that's besides the point. Some how she'd know exactly what to say to make me calm down. She'd bring me chocolate milk and peanut butter cookies and everything would be fine. I needed Bella back in my life. I needed to make things right between us and probably most important of all I needed to be a good father.

I woke up to the sound of someone knocking frantically on my door. Turns out I was supposed to check out an hour ago or let them know I was staying an extra night. I dealt with everything and slipped the lady a fifty for her patience. My mouth tasted like an ashtray soaked in gin, not the most amazing taste in the world but nothing a little toothpaste couldn't solve. I threw on a pair of jeans and a plain white t shirt. Not bothering to shower I shoved a loose grey beanie on my head and headed for the car.

Walking into the diner I knew something was off, today wasn't going to go as planned. I sighed, ordering a coffee and opening my newspaper. 10 minutes later I was rudely interrupted from the sports section by a small ladylike cough. I slowly lowered my paper expecting to see my newly found daughter before me. Instead I was met by the two most threatening women I'd ever come across.

"Good morning ginger bollocks. I see you've decided to make your sperm known again." I chuckled at the ever so pleasant tone she used.

"Ahh Rosalie, still a lady I see and Alice, my how smug you look this morning. Can I offer you ladies a coffee perhaps?" I smirked as I saw Alice trying not to smile.

"I'm sorry Edward they followed.." Renesmee's voice was apologetic

"I knew you'd come back." Alice's singsong bell like voice was music to my ears. I'd missed the crazy little pixie. She let out a puff of air as Rosalie elbowed her in the ribs.

"Cut the shit Cullen. What will it take to make you leave town?" Rosalie pursed her lips and bobbed her head like she was from the ghetto. Alice folded her arms across her chest and smiled.

"Oh Rosie, I think we both know I'm not going anywhere. I have a family to provide for now." I winked at Nessie, who looked plain embarrassed. So much like her mother.

"I'm glad you're home Edward." Alice stated before taking a big swig out of my cup, she pulled a face and placed it back on the saucer delicately. "Why you insist on 3 sugars I'll never know." I smiled at her. I truly had missed this place.

AN- Mhmmm see even Edward Cullen turns to the bottle when things get a little crazy. Hope you liked it. As always let me know.

Oh and I'm sorry if I get stuff wrong, I don't know if Tila Tequila and Girls of The Playboy Mansion are on the same channel in America. It's hard to write American when you're English. You guys spell funny lol :)