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RPOV (Renesmee)

I had been home for just over six hours now. I was practically bouncing out of the armchair. I had cleaned my room, the living room, the kitchen, Mom's room, and the bathroom; not that the last one really mattered, he wouldn't be using it. I cleaned everything I could trying to make a good impression.

6:03pm. Only 57 minutes.

I couldn't think of anything else to get done, so I just sat… and waited.

6:05pm. Only 55 minutes.

***Flashback***

I got back to school just as Mom was running into the trees. Where is she going?

Dad turned around to look at me. I smiled as I got out of Mom's car and walked over to him.

"Where'd she go? Why'd she leave?"

"I think… I think I startled her. She was surprised to see me and I think she needs some time to herself."

"What'd she say?"

"…Just that she was surprised… I thought you were ditching?" He changed the subject and although he fully knew I was suspecting something might have happened, he didn't mention it.

"I got all the way home and decided I didn't want to wait till tomorrow to see you. I was wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner." The minute I said it, I knew how stupid I sounded. He was a vampire, and so was Mom, and I wasn't exactly a normal human being either; we don't eat 'dinner.' We hunt and drink blood. I may be able to eat human food but that didn't mean that I wanted to all the time…

I kept going on and on with my own little tangent when Dad finally stopped me and laughed. "I would love to come over and have 'dinner,' Renesmee. But I think we can just visit and talk some more."

"Okay." Thanks.

"No thanks necessary, I want to spend time with you."

I smiled hugely; I knew my cheeks were dimpling but I didn't care. "Seven?"

"Sounds good. Wanna tell me where you live so I don't have to track you and your mother?"

I laughed as I held my hand up to his cheek. He barely reacted and simply watched me show him my drive home from school. He laughed again when I retracted my hand. "Okay, I'll see you at seven."

I said goodbye and kissed him on the cheek. He laughed as he waved to me while I pulled away from the school.

***End Flashback***

I heard Mom walking up to the door muttering to herself, but I couldn't understand her words.

"Renesmee?" She called when she opened the door. I knew that tone. That was the "what did you do" tone. Crap, what did I do? Besides meet Dad and invite him over for "dinner."

"Hey Mom, what's up? Did you go hunting?" I called to her and she replied with a short "yes" before entering the living room.

I smiled at her, but her glare told me to explain what had happened before she lost her control. "I'm guessing you're wondering why Dad knew about me." She nodded. "And you're probably wondering why I didn't come to you first." Again, she nodded. "Plus you're probably pretty curious what I told him; I'm just guessing."

She nodded but then she decided to talk as well. "I'm very confused, Renesmee. I didn't expect to see your father when he walked into my biology class. He was not surprised though. What happened?" She was calm, but it was that crazy-calm mood that she gets in when I have some serious explaining to do. For instance, I got this exact reaction after I snuck out of the house on a sunny day to go to school, without her. She wasn't really mad, but was more… focused; focused on why in the world I would do that and how she felt about it.

"Well, I was in English and he walked in. I panicked when I saw him, and he heard my thoughts. I tried to hide them, but he got suspicious."

"Of course." She wasn't being sarcastic; she actually looked a little frustrated.

"He tried to ask me questions but I told him to wait till after class. We went to the lunchroom during 6th period and I just… I had to tell him. Mom, it's Dad. I had to tell him. I know I should've told you first, but I just wanted him to know who I was."

She looked at me for a few minutes. Her mouth was moving but I wasn't getting anything of consequence with her rapid, vampire speech. Finally, she talked normally. "I know honey. I understand. I just really wish… I hadn't been surprised. I was really surprised to see him."

"I know, me too, but isn't it great! He's here, he's back; they're all back. I can't wait to see them all. I can't wait for Dad to come over." I looked at the clock; 6:54pm. Six minutes!

"What do you mean, come over?" She looked like she was trying to stay calm; trying not to overreact.

"I um, I invited him over for dinner, tonight." Oh crap, I didn't think she'd mind.

"What!? Renesmee, none of us even eat dinner."

"Well, I could if I liked it." The mom glare was back.

"That's not what I mean, Renesmee. Why didn't you ask me?"

"I… I didn't think you'd mind, and you ran away when I went to ask him so I just… wait, Mom, why did you run away from him?" I had completely forgotten that I wanted to ask her about that. I always thought she'd be thrilled when we found him. She always told me she loved him. I always thought she'd be so happy but maybe I misunderstood, maybe the letter was something I should have asked about. Maybe I didn't know some things; maybe I didn't have the full story.

"…I was in shock, Renesmee. I didn't know what to say to him; what did he say?"

"Nothing, he said he caught you off guard and that you needed time. Why do you need time?"

"Twenty years is a long time not to see someone, Renesmee." It wasn't an answer, and I knew she was avoiding the question. I didn't want to push, but…

"Mom, what's-"

Knock-knock.

"Dad! I'm coming!" I ran to the door and opened it to see my Dad standing outside, looking kind of… nervous. Hi Dad! I thought as I hugged him.

"Hi Renesmee." He relaxed and laughed.

"Come in, come in." He walked into the foyer and stopped at the entryway to the living room. His eyes met Mom's and he stiffened. But as soon as my thoughts registered it; he relaxed again.

"Hello, Bella."

"Hi, Edward." Weird. They were being formal and didn't make any move to get closer. I could see Dad was trying to think fast for something to say but he was simply stuck. Again, he registered my thoughts, but instead this time he looked at me and smiled.

"Okay, I'm gonna go upstairs and work on my story for creative writing. Why don't you visit with your Dad, Renesmee? Just call me if you need something." She started to walk away but I caught her arm.

"Wait, Mom, don't you wanna-"

"No, I have to finish that story. It's due tomorrow and I wasn't in class today to work on it so I'm gonna get it done now. Just visit with your Dad, honey."

Unless she had another story due, she was lying. The only story that was assigned in her creative writing class was due next Tuesday, and she was already finished with it. She wrote about a single mother moving all over the country by herself; she wasn't really one to come up with original ideas, but she could embellish like no one else.

Mom walked up the stairs at a human pace while I looked back at Dad. "Sorry, I didn't know she had a story due."

He just nodded and while I guessed that he was well aware of my confusion, he didn't acknowledge it.

"Come on, I want to show you my room." I took his hand and dragged him through the kitchen and into my bedroom.

"Wow. You certainly are girly, Renesmee." I laughed. I had become obsessed with stars over the past few years and I had stars of every color all over my sheets, comforter, and furniture. The majority of them were of the pink and purple variety.

"Yeah, a bit."

"And you like clothes." He said taking in my overflowing, color-coded closet. "Alice is gonna love you."

"I hope so. Mom makes fun that I'm just a 'mini-Alice.' She said that I would be her new favorite shopping buddy whenever we met." I'm guessing she really had to force Mom to go with her.

"Yes, she wasn't a fan of shopping, but she did love spending time with Alice." He looked past my closet to my nightstand. "I haven't seen that picture in… in so long. Where'd you get it?" He lifted up the picture of him with Mom sleeping in his lap.

"From your room, in Forks. We went back for my second birthday and Mom said I could have anything I wanted. I found that in your room, in one of the drawers."

"You were in Forks?" He looked at me quickly.

"Yeah, we were only there a few days. Why?"

"I… I just can't believe you went back there. I wouldn't have thought she'd go back after she left." He put the picture back down on the nightstand and looked at the other two pictures there.

"I took that one from Aunt Alice's room." I pointed to the family photo, minus me, and he nodded. "And that's one of me and Mom at one of the abandoned houses we stayed at in Odessa, when I was about two." He picked up the photo and lightly brushed my face and Mom's with his finger.

"Abandoned houses?" He kept looking at the picture while he asked.

"Yeah, Mom didn't want to spend Aunt Alice's money if she could help it, and we always found somewhere where we could stay for a while before we needed to move."

"Wait, Alice left you money?" He looked up suddenly.

"No, she left Mom money. Before I was born. She saw that Mom would need it."

He put the picture back down and started muttering to himself. I could barely understand a word of it, but I was able to pick up "stupid, vampire pixie."

Dad? What's wrong?

"Nothing, I just didn't know. I'm wondering how much Alice knew that she didn't tell me." He was mad; or at the very least, very frustrated. "Its fine, I'll talk to her later tonight. I'm sure she'll be waiting."

"Did you tell them you were coming?"

"No, I didn't go home with them and I left the keys to my car for Alice in her locker."

Why didn't you tell them? I was scared that he didn't want me to meet them; that he thought they wouldn't like me.

"Renesmee, no, silly girl." he placed his hands on my shoulders. "Your family is going to love you. Everyone will be excited to meet you, maybe a little confused, but very excited; I'm positive. It's just that I have only known you for all of seven hours now and I don't want to share you yet. I've missed twenty years; I've missed you growing up. Whether I knew or not does not make this any less emotionally-demanding. As soon as you meet them, you won't want to spend time with me and I'm afraid I'm going to be selfish tonight." He smiled at me, hoping, I'm sure, that I would understand.

I'm good with that. I wanted to cry, my Dad wanted to spend time with me. My Dad loved me and didn't want to lose anymore time with me. I could stand to wait a little bit to meet the rest of my family. They weren't going anywhere and then I'd just get more introductions after I've had some "daddy" time with him.

"Of course I love you, Renesmee. And I absolutely want 'daddy' time with you." He pulled me in for another hug and I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

I stood back from him and wiped my eyes hastily. Wanna see some pictures?

"I would love to."

We walked back into the living room and I pointed to the couch for him to sit while I went to get a photo album. I grabbed the blue suede scrapbook and sat next to him.

"You scrapbook?" He questioned, lifting an eyebrow.

"No, I just like the pretty paper. I stick the photos to it." I laughed. I had no patience for the cropping, embossing, and, all-together, creativeness of scrapbooking but I loved the designs that were on the various papers.

He laughed and then helped me flip open the cover. "You look beautiful honey. When is this?"

First day of school; high school. But it was my first day of school all together. I couldn't really go when I was aging so quickly.

"So how old were you?"

"Eight."

"Wow. So you've looked like this since then?" He looked genuinely stunned. I had to admit, it was weird.

"Yeah. Actually, since I was about seven and a half. It scared Mom that I was growing so fast, but she tried to not mention it to me. She never admitted how scared she was till I stopped growing. Then she was good; more relaxed." I laughed; she had been more than good, she was freaking overjoyed. She said she was about ready to bite me, but she wasn't sure what it would do to me.

"Wow." I turned the page. The album wasn't in order at all. I had actually made this album from pictures that I just loved. I had intended it for myself as just a reminder of my favorite photos, but now it was more for Dad and his family so they could know me. I wanted them, desperately, to know me. I also wanted to know them just as much. "What about this one, you look about twelve?"

"Yeah, I look twelve, but I was almost five. We were in Florida for the summer. We stayed inside a lot, but it rained so much that we got to go out quite a bit. We just couldn't go very far in case the sun decided to show. Mom wanted me to see a beach, so we went at night. It's hard to see, but you can see the waves here." I pointed to that dark picture. The flash didn't light anything, except for me and I actually looked a little neon because of my skin.

"You were in Florida?"

"Yeah, we went to Cape Coral and went to Sanibel Island to go to the beach. The sand was so white; I wish I could have seen it during the day. It probably reflected forever."

Dad sighed and turned the page again.

We looked at all the pictures and I showed him a few of my memories from different times to fill in the blanks for him. We talked till about ten thirty before I started yawning, very conspicuously.

"You're tired, I'm keeping you up."

"No, I just had a long day; meeting you and all. I'm good." I tried to shrug it off, but he seemed to see right through it. Damn, I almost forget that you can read my thoughts.

"Yeah." He nodded; then pressed on. "I should go and let you sleep."

"I don't want you to go, Dad. I just got you."

"I'm not going anywhere, besides back to my house, but I'll see you tomorrow; I promise." He said it forcefully like he was making a promise to himself instead of me.

Can you stay and talk to me before I fall asleep? I didn't want to lose him yet and was looking for any reason to keep him with me just a little bit longer.

"Sure. Go get ready and I'll put this back." I ran to my room, while he put the photo album away, and changed into my flannel star pajamas; they matched my bed sheets perfectly.

Ready.

He walked into my room and laughed as he pulled the blankets over my arms and sat at the edge of my bed. "What's so funny?"

"I just never imagined I would be tucking in my daughter; that I had a daughter." I smiled back at him. "So what do you want me to talk about? Since you need to sleep, I should probably do all the talking."

"Hmm, why don't you tell me about Mom when she was human. I can't imagine it. How was she different?"

He sighed and then got comfortable leaning against my headboard. "Your Mom was just as beautiful as she is now. She had more color in her face and blushed constantly, but she was still the most beautiful person in the world."

You really loved her.

"I have, and will, always love your mother. She is one of the kindest people I know. She was nice to everyone she met; even the people that took an extraordinary amount of patience. She took care of people and expected nothing in return. She didn't care about people's flaws and accepted them for who they were. She used to hate Forks, you know? She thought it was rainy and cold and far too green, but she moved there for her parents and never regretted her decision because it was best for them. She was selfless…"

He continued to tell me all the qualities about Mom from when she was human. Most things I knew were still true. He told me about the way she looked and her human quirks; who would have known she was a huge klutz? It made sense though; she would go out of her way to help people like that and now I knew why. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep. His voice was so peaceful; I couldn't keep my eyes open.

A/N: Okay this is just part one of this night. Aren't you just in love with Renesmee? I really hope you liked the chapter. I don't have much to say, except I stayed up to 2am (which is sooo late for me) just to write this chapter. 400 reviews really got me inspired.

FYI, I promised at least one person in one of my review-reply that there would be a BPOV in this chapter. I'm sorry the chapter was going to be double the length and I didn't want to overshadow Renesmee so that will be the next chapter. I'm already working on it.

As always; Read, Review and Ask Questions if you have them. :)

~Kmwhyte