I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I still do not own the 'Twilight' books, they are the property of The Great SMeyer. I'm just borrowing them for my own evil ends.

I returned home to find a soggy, shirtless Edward lying on the bed, glaring at the wall, his topaz eyes sitting like gemstones in his glorious sockets, cold and stony. Sunlight hit his bare chest, the radiance of his skin, like fresh powder snow, almost blinding as I entered the room. Droplets of ice solidified on his cold, marble white skin, more perfect than the finest Italian marble used to craft Michelangelo's David, except his body was more perfect than that of David. He truly was an ice prince. Lying immovable as a mountain, concealing gemstones and a heart of gold beneath his wintery exterior, he was far more regal than the Swiss Alps, the American Rockies, only the Himalayas of Tibet could compare.

I glided across the room, making no sound, barely leaving a ripple, like a swan on a still lake. I knelt by the bed so I could stare deep into his amber eyes, his hair fell slightly over them, strands, usually the glorious mahogany of freshly polished wood, stained by the water almost black like the beams of those quaint Tudor houses I'd seen on a documentry about England.

'What happened?' I asked, concerned with his appearance, forgetting all Carlisle had said.

He sighed, his breath brushing my face and causing my hair to tickle my cheeks gently. Slowly he closed his eyes and remained like that for a second before opening them.

'You talked to Carlisle.' It wasn't a question

'Yes.' I replied.

'Then you know about what happened?' This was a question, not a statement of fact.

'Yes,' I repeated.

His face slackened slightly with relief.

'I talked to Jacob...'

'Oh good,' I interrupted, beaming.

'I told him I loved him.'

I paused, what he said took a moment to sink in before it clicked. 'I'm so glad you worked it out. I knew a mutual love of Renesme would allow you two to bond.' I squealed.

He looked shocked for a second before muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'Idiot.'

I blinked.

He sighed again. 'Renesme can see Jacob,' he said quietly. I squeaked happily and kissed him on the lips. I tried deepening the kiss but before I could get too far Edward turned his head away. 'Why don't you tell our daughter she has my official approval. She's had enough suspense already.' His cool breath carresed my ear making me shiver pleasantly.

'Okay.' I breathed. 'But when I come back I'm thanking you properly.' I sealed this promise with a kiss before leaving the room.

As I left the room I thought I heard Edward mutter ,'That bastard,' followed by ,'Merde!' (was that French?) his voice breaking slightly, but it was probably my imagination, after all Edward couldn't speak French, just Spanish and English.

I floated up the path, my feet barely touching the ground. I felt so light now I knew everything was resolved. From the strains of guitar music, I guessed that Alice, Jasper and Renesme were still playing Guitar Hero, I briefly wondered where Jacob was as I slipped through the door of the main house. The well-oiled hinges of the heavy oak door barely squealed, even to my inhuman senses, as it swung shut. My soft silk dress shimmered in the light as moved through the house, making a beeline for the basement. The sound of music increased as I headed down the stairs. I had barely taken a step into the room before Renesme heard me and threw her guitar aside. She barreled into my stomach, knocking me backwards slightly, her arms were tight around my waist, head buried in my chest.

'Mother, if you and father don't let me see Jacob anymore, I'm gonna scream and scream and scream until I'm sick, like that time you wouldn't let Auntie Rosalie get me that dress I wanted!' She stared up at me. Her eyes brimmed with yet more tears, her lashes slightly stuck together by the moisture. Even with her eyes blood shot and her nose red, she was the most perfect and beautiful creature I had ever seen. I didn't have the heart to prolong her agony any further.

'Relax darling, your father and Jacob have sorted everything out.' I gently kissed her forehead.

With a gasp, she let go of me and sped off, in search of Jacob undoubtably.

Alice and Jasper had watched the scene in silence, little emotion registering on their impassive faces. Suddenly Alice caught sight of my dress. There was a wet patch where Renesme had buried her face. She let out a small cry of alarm as she realise yet another of her beautiful garments was ruined forever.

Once she saw that Renesme had definitely left she came over to me.

'Are you ok? Has everything really been sorted out?' Her questions came as a shock to me.

'Yeah, everything's fine, why?' I was curious.

'Well I had a vision, Edward looked really haggard, like Morpheus.'

'Morpheus?' I repeated.

'A really gaunt character in 'The Sandman'...' At my continuing black stare, she sighed. 'Oh never mind.'

She gave me a reassuring smile and hug.

'If you say it's all been sorted out, I'm sure it has been.' Her musical voice skimming like a flute over the tonal nuances.

Jasper smiled at me, the expression slightly odd due to his scars pulling his skin in different directions.

I left the basement and started heading back to the cottage. I opened the door to leave the main house only to shut it quickly but quietly feeling the waves of bliss pulsating from the lawn. I headed as silently and rapidly as possible to the living room trying as much as possible to remain in the shadows not wanting to disturb them, not that they would have noticed.

Jacob was holding Rensme close to him, her face upturned to recieve the blisteringly hot kiss. Their eyes were closed, his dark skin against her light skin, the perfect yin and yang. I felt envious, it was almost on a par with Edward and I on the first night of our honeymoon, the glorious night Renesme was conceived.

It took me several minutes to notice someone standing behind them, he had changed into dry clothes. A mist grey shirt, it looked as if a strong gust of wind would blow it away and some well fitting trousers. I pulled my shield away from my mind, allowing all my feelings of love, and more than a little bit of lust mixed in there to wash over him, hoping he would come here, take me upstairs to his room and take me there. These past few days we had not been together as much as we usually were and now I had relaxed and with him and his glorious body in such close proximity, I realised was feeling a little frustrated, I hoped he would feel that need and act upon it.

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