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BPOV

I walked into Renesmee's room to tuck her in and read her a story. It was our nightly ritual that both of us loved. During that time, it didn't matter that we were all the other had or that we were staying in abandoned houses or that we didn't venture out into the real world more than what was necessary.

When it was just her and me and the story we were reading… I felt at home, and I knew she did too. Granted it was all she knew, but she still loved our life. I could tell. It made me so happy that even though I couldn't give her everything she should have, she still had a happy childhood.

"Momma? Can you tell me a story tonight, instead of reading one?"

"Sure, what kind of story did you want to hear, baby?" I couldn't say no to her unless she was in danger. Those chocolate brown eyes made me melt every time. If that was all she ever had of me in her, I would be thrilled.

"… A story about Daddy?" She was hesitant; her tone indicated that.

And I was frozen. We didn't talk about her father, ever, and this was the first time she ever asked me about him. She was nearly two but she looked like a five or six year old. Still in two years, she never asked about him. And I wasn't exactly giving out any information.

"I do have a daddy, right? You have a daddy; Grandpa Charlie." She had never met Charlie. or Renee, but she had seen pictures. They knew nothing about her. She knew we didn't tell the both of them for protection, both for us and for them. But she still loved her grandparents just as much as I did.

"Yeah, honey… you have a daddy. Of course you do."

"What's his name?" I couldn't believe I had never mentioned it.

"Edward, your father's name is Edward." It had been a while since I voluntarily thought, or said, his name, but it wasn't painful anymore. I still loved him, but not in the same hopeless way I used to as a teenager. He gave me Renesmee, how could I not love him for that?

"Edward, I like that name! Where is he, why don't we see him?" I didn't want to lie to her, but what was I supposed to say? Your daddy left me because he didn't love me anymore, but don't worry he didn't know about you. I'm sure he wouldn't have left if he knew. No, I couldn't say that. It's not that I doubted he would be in her life, if he knew, but I had no idea where he was… I didn't want her heart to break, since we would most likely never see him.

"Well, your daddy had to move away before you were born. I didn't get a chance to tell him about you before he left. Otherwise, I'm sure he would visit you. I'm sure your daddy would love you very much."

"Why'd he move?"

"He needed to go be with his family." It wasn't really a lie, as far as I knew, the Cullens were all still together. Together and happy, without me. Bitterness shows its ugly face.

"He has family, so… I have more family?" All three of her dimples showed when she broke out into the biggest smile to show her excitement.

"Yes, you have two uncles, two aunts, and another set of grandparents." I had no reason not to tell her. She should know about them. If anything ever happened to me, I would hope they would take care of her. I still had the credit card from Alice and told Renesmee to use if I ever disappeared or was hurt.

"Really? What are their names? What are they like?" This direction of the conversation was better for me; I had no problem telling her about my former family.

"Well, you're grandparents are named Carlisle and Esme-"

She gasped. "Esme, I understand now! Renee and Esme. Renesmee. Me! You named me after both my grandmas."

"Yes, I did."

"That's neat, Momma. What are Carlisle and Esme like?"

"Well, your Grandpa is a doctor and very friendly and understanding. And your Grandma is extremely sweet; you would love her. And I know she would adore you." Esme would adore her; I was certain of that. It made my heart sink a bit to know that Esme may never meet her. I knew she would love seeing her grow up.

"What about my uncles?"

"You have an Uncle Jasper. He loves history and understands people really well, especially their emotions. And you have an Uncle Emmett. He's a bit scary looking but he's a big teddy bear. He acts like a kid most of the time. You would love them both." I laughed as I thought of Emmett's antics. He was such a goofball.

"They sound nice. What about my aunts?"

"You have an Aunt Rosalie-"

"That's a pretty name!"

"Yes, it is a pretty name and she is very pretty, too. She's married to your Uncle Emmett. And then Uncle Jasper is married to your Aunt Alice."

"You've said that name before… she's the one who helped us, right?"

"Yes, your Aunt Alice helped us a lot. We owe her a lot. She's loves to shop and is a little hyper, but she's special. She can see the future, that's how she knew to help us."

"Wow. Did she see me coming?"

"I don't know… she never said, but she knew the stuff I would need to help me take care of you. But I don't think she knew about you." I would hope that if she knew, she would have come to visit by down. I desperately wanted Alice to know Renesmee and vise versa. Without Alice, neither of us would be here.

"That's nice. I wish I could meet her; I want to meet all of them. Do we have to stay away from them too?"

"No, we don't have to stay away. They're like us. Maybe someday we'll see them. You're Aunt Alice did say I would see her again someday, and if I do… I'll make sure you two meet."

"Was Aunt Alice your friend?"

"Yes, how'd you know?" She was so perceptive, sometimes it worried me. There were many things I wasn't in a hurry for her to discover.

"Because you started crying when you started talking about her." I wasn't really crying since vampires can't cry; but Renesmee knew what it looked like. She had seen me cry before a few times. She always tried to comfort me when I did and this time was no different as she rubbed my wrist with her thumb.

"You're Auntie Alice was my best friend and I miss her. I miss all of them."

"I'm sorry, Momma. Do you miss Daddy, too?"

"Yes, I miss your Daddy, too." I'll always miss him.

"Do you love Daddy?"

"Yes, I'll always love your Daddy, he gave me you!"

"Good, I love Daddy, too!" That broke my heart. I wasn't lying. I still loved Edward. I was pretty sure I'd be in love with him till the end of time, which still would come too soon. But I also knew I wasn't going to be with him either. And I didn't think she would get to meet him.

We lived on our own. We had lived in seven towns in the past two years, moving to different vacant houses. I hadn't used much of the money Alice had left for us; just enough to get by. The only things I brought were things for Renesmee. I didn't need anything, not as long as I had her.

"Momma? Do you have any pictures of Daddy and his family?"

"No honey, I'm sorry I don't." That was the truth; he took all my pictures of him and I hadn't stolen any pictures when we were still in Forks. I didn't appreciate his actions and refused to mimic them.

"I wish you did, I want to know what he looks like. What they all look like."

"I'm sorry, baby." I hugged her closer.

"Was Daddy pretty?"

I laughed. Even with her advanced personality and intellect, she was still just a little girl. She still thought everyone was either; pretty or ugly, no variations or shades of gray. "Yes, your Daddy was very handsome."

"Do I look like him, like I look like you?"

"Yes, your hair color is just like his and you have his nose. Actually, you're entire face, besides my lips and eye color, looks like him."

"Really?"

"Yes. You look like your Daddy very much." She did look like Edward. Probably more than I like to admit. I saw it everyday, but surprisingly, it only made me happy. It was fitting. Even without pictures and things he had given me, I had a reminder; a reminder that was worth everything to me. I loved her more than my own life.

"Momma?"

"Yes, Renesmee?"

"Do you know where Daddy is now?"

"No, I don't."

"Do you know where my aunts and uncles are? Or where my grandparents are?"

"No. I wish I did though, honey." I knew what she was getting at, she wanted to meet them. They were her only family, besides myself, that she could actually meet and talk to and be honest with. She knew she could never tell anyone about vampires or drinking blood or anything else we could do. But she wouldn't have to hide anything from the Cullens.

Fortunately, she never really got a chance to be tempted to tell anyone. She never really got a chance to interact with anyone much either. We only traveled into town for shopping needs. We tended to attract attention, what with both of us being very beautiful. Renesmee looked more human with a natural blush on her cheeks and the color of her eyes, but she also grew extremely fast.

We moved every few months so nobody looked too closely at our situation. Single, striking, teenage mother with a gorgeous toddler that could form grammar-correct sentences living outside of town in a house that was supposed to be empty. Yeah, that tended to draw attention and I was already a bit paranoid.

Renesmee looked up to me then and her eyes looked sad. My heart broke when they looked like this. Her eyes were on the verge of tears and so far the only things that ever made her cry were when we moved, or if we talked about Angela.

She still remembered Angela and wanted to see her again desperately.

"Oh honey, don't cry. How 'bout I tell you a story about them. Would that make you feel better?"

"Okay." She wasn't enthusiastic, but I could tell she wanted to hear it. The trouble was; I was trying to think of a happy story that involved all of them that I could actually tell her, and my vampire mind had started to blur my human memories. I thought back to a casual night where everyone was home, but not necessarily all involved in the action.

"Okay, well one time, I was at your Daddy's house and the whole family was there. We weren't doing anything special; it was just a night in. Your Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper were there-"

"What about Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie?"

"Yes, they were there, too. And we-"

"What about Grandma and Grandpa?" She didn't want to leave anyone out.

"Umm, your Grandpa was at the hospital; he got called in because another doctor was sick. And your Grandma… was in the kitchen. She was fixing me dinner. I still ate food then." She giggled; I had told her that I used to be different, like other people; human. She thought it was silly that I used to eat human food because she couldn't stand the smells. "Anyways, me and your Daddy were sitting on the couch talking to your Aunt Alice about what we should do that weekend. Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Emmett were going hunting with your Grandma and Grandpa, so the four of us would stick together.

"Your Aunt Alice wanted me to go shopping with her but, as you know, I don't like to shop and your Daddy wasn't helping me at all. Every time, I looked to him for help, he was glancing in the other direction, having a silent conversation with your Uncle Jasper."

"Huh?" Of course, I hadn't told her about his ability.

"Right. Your Daddy has a power, kinda like you. He can read minds."

"What?"

It was old news to me so I laughed at her shocked expression. "Your Daddy can read minds. He just hears what people are thinking whether they want him to or not."

"That sounds… awful. What if you don't want him to hear you?"

"You don't really have a choice, baby. He can't control it, he just hears… everything. He doesn't do it on purpose, or to make you uncomfortable. He just does it, it's who he is." I don't why I was defending him. It didn't matter; we would probably never see him. But I didn't want her to be afraid of Edward, or think he was a bad person. I wanted her to love him, even if she never met him.

"Did it bother you when he read your mind?" Oh boy…

"Well, your Daddy couldn't read my mind."

"Why not?" I still had no clue. I wonder if he still can't, now that I'm a vampire, too.

"I'm not sure. I guess my brain just worked differently and he couldn't read it." I could tell by her expression, I wasn't making any sense to her. As much as she seemed to be on the same cognitive level, sometimes… she just wasn't there. "I really don't know, baby."

"Hmmm… what was Daddy and Uncle Jasper talking about in their minds?" Now that she understood, at least partially, she just wanted to hear more about them.

"I didn't know at the time, but they were betting on who would win; Alice or me?"

"What would you win?" Again, sometimes she was her age, or at least what age she appeared to be.

"Well, if I won; I got to stay home with your Daddy and spend some time reading and listening to music with him. But if your Aunt Alice won; then I had to go shopping with her and probably would be there from sun-up to sun-down for both Saturday and Sunday."

"They both sound like fun, Momma." Of course they did. She loved to shop for new clothes even if we rarely did so.

"I'm sure they do to you, but remember I'm the one who would have to go shopping." She giggled again while she let out a long yawn. I knew I needed to wrap up the story. She needed to sleep.

"So who won, Momma? You or Auntie Alice?" Alice would love that name…

"Well, when I saw your Daddy smiling, I realized why. He was smiling because he saw who would win at the same time your Aunt Alice saw the future and what we would end up doing that weekend. So I asked your Daddy who would win."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'Bella wins, you're both stubborn but Bella wants it more.'"

"So you won, Momma?"

"Yeah, I won and I got to spend time reading and listening to music and spending time with your Daddy, Aunt Alice, and Uncle Jasper that weekend." Actually I only spend time with Edward that weekend, but I didn't want her to know. If I had my way, she would never be alone with a boy, ever.

Renesmee giggled again, showing all three of her dimples. "Now it's time for you to go to bed. You need sleep. Goodnight sweet girl, dream happy dreams."

"Goodnight Momma, I love you."

"I love you too, more than my own life." I kissed her cheek and tucked her blanket around her shoulders.

I turned off the light to her room and headed towards the living room on the other side of the house. I could hear here tossing, she always needed to toss and turn before actually falling asleep. I smiled as I thought about my beautiful daughter.

Then I began to think about Edward and the rest of the Cullens. I really did miss them, all of them. Even him.

I felt guilty.

I felt guilty that he didn't know about Renesmee, or me. I felt guilty that I wasn't seeking him out. I felt guilty that Renesmee wouldn't know him, because of me. And I felt guilty because I didn't want that to change.

She was turning two years old next Wednesday; in four days, my, our little girl would be two years old. She didn't want anything for her birthday. I had gotten her a locket last year, but this year I was completely stumped. I didn't want to spoil her, but I wanted to get her something.

There was one thing I could get her… I could try to find him.

I could use Alice's credit card and she would find us, and then we'd find him.

The option had always been there… and it always would be there. But I couldn't do it.

I'm not ready. I had no problem dealing with the fact that we may run into each other someday; I mean Alice said we would, but I wasn't ready to seek him, or the rest of them, out. As selfish as it was, I wanted my daughter to myself right now.

She was growing so quickly; I didn't know when it would stop, or even if it would stop.

But…

I could give her something else. I knew where there were pictures of Edward and his family; in Forks.

We could go there, we were close enough, and we could get one of the pictures from the house and she could have a picture, maybe even a few, of her other family.

We needed to move anyways. We had lived in Odessa, Washington for about four months now, and I didn't have to be a vampire to hear those whispers.

Okay, tomorrow… we'll pack up. I think I'll wait to tell her. I didn't want to get hopes up and then something happens that prevents us from stopping, or finding the pictures.

Yeah, I surprise her. Forks. I'm really going back to Forks… and I can't even see anyone…

A/N: Okay, this is my favorite chapter! I can't even express to you all how much I love it. I have been thinking about it and going over the questions Renesmee would ask since I thought up the plot. I think it's so sweet and really shows Bella being a mom.

The next chapter won't come out till at least Tuesday because I'm leaving early tomorrow and won't be back till late Monday night. I know what's going to happen in the next chapter (to an extent) but haven't started it and I am not intending to till Tuesday morning. Sorry, I'm gonna miss you all just as much as I'll miss the characters.

With that said, READ, REVIEW, and ASK questions if you have them. You know I love the comments!

~kmwhyte