You're Perfect Chapter 4: Allegra Renee Cullen, a twilight fanfic

A/N: I mean no disrespect to anyone from Germany or anyone of German descendent. It's just a joke. From here on out a majority of the story is going to be told from Edward's perspective. This chapter is a little short but it's meant as an introduction between Allegra and Edward. The next chapter is longer, I promise.

Chapter Three

Allegra Renee Cullen

"Hi, I'm Hannah." The short read head held out her hand to Edward, who grasped it awkwardly. She had on a violently red shirt with a picture of Poland on it, that proclaimed, rudely, "I'm Like German. If You Leave Anything Alone Long Enough, It's Mine." Not only was her shirt vaguely insulting but she smelled off and that made Edward uncomfortable. She had the same musky and poisonous scent that Bella's blood had taken on and her heart didn't beat regularly. She didn't seem to breathe as often as most humans did and Edward was beginning to suspect that she wasn't human at all.

He did believe that she knew Bella, because her thoughts were carefully guarded. She didn't dwell too long on any specific topic that popped up in her head. She didn't think about Bella or Bella's baby at all. Carlisle had come out with him initially, but went back inside to get Jasper and Emmett after he had caught a whiff of her unusual scent.

The very first oddity that surrounded her arrival was that no one heard her drive up to the house. They had been listening for her for two days, awaiting her coming with an air of anxiousness that hadn't gripped the house in years. This woman knew where Bella was and Edward would damn well figure out where exactly that was. If Bella wouldn't come to him, he'd just have to go to her. His resolve only intensified after catching her strange smell.

"Hello, Hannah," Carlisle said, even though she hadn't addressed him. "I'm Carlisle and these are my sons. Jasper, Emmett and Edward." Hannah nodded at smiled at each of them in turn. Her smile widened when she reached Edward, but her thoughts gave nothing away.

"I'm sure you have lots of questions for me," Edward opened his mouth, "but before you ask me something I don't know the answer to, I'll just come out and say that I have no idea where Bella is. She off on a job right now, top secret, hushiedie- hush."

"She's on job?" Edward asked. "For the emperor?"

"Yup."

"But she's pregnant," Carlisle said, "isn't that dangerous?"

"First of all, she's not pregnant anymore and second of all, how did you know she got pregnant in the first place?" Hannah asked. "You know what? Why don't you just tell me what you know I'll fill in the blanks?"

"That sounds very reasonable, Hannah," Carlisle said. "Would you like to come inside? We've all been pretty anxious to meet you."

"Actually I'd be more comfortable staying out here, if you don't mind. Bella's baby is sleeping in the car and I'd rather not leave her alone out here," Hannah said.

"Bella's baby is here?" Edward demanded.

"Well, yeah, she's on a job and it's going to take a few months for her to finish it. She couldn't exactly leave her daughter home alone for six months."

"So, you're watching her?"

"She's the whole reason I'm here, but we're getting a head of ourselves. Bella's specifically said that she wanted you to have all the facts before you made any decision regarding her daughter."

"She's-" Edward began, but Hannah held up her hand to stop him.

"She's asleep in the car… do you want to see her?"

Edward nodded and followed Hannah over to the fancy sports car she came in. He had no idea what kind of car it was and the name of the car company wasn't familiar. Hannah pulled the back door open, tucked onto the smooth leather seat was a baby car seat and snuggled in that car seat was Isabella Swan's daughter.

Her angle face, soft rosy cheeks and mound after mound of coppery golden hair took Edward's breath away. She was a vision. Hannah stepped out of his way and knelt down next to her. Her dreams were indistinct like the dreams of most small children. Dispersed throughout her dreams were images of Bella. Bella smiling down at her. Bella feeding her bits pastry. Bella kissing her all over her face.

And then Edward saw an image of himself. He remembered that image. It was one of the two pictures that Bella had of him. When dreaming of this image, Bella's daughter sighed happily in her sleep.

"Why is she dreaming of me?" Edward whispered.

"Maybe because Bella told her that you were her father."

"Excuse me, what?" Someone asked from behind him.

Bella told her daughter that he was her father.

The concept was mind boggling. Hannah was explaining the situation to Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper. He knew that he should be paying attention to what she was saying, that it was vitally important that he know about his daughter. His daughter. But all that matter to him in that moment was that Bella had given her daughter to him. He was sure this meant that she had forgiven him. Why else would she trust him with something so precious?

"What's her name?" he asked, cutting off Jasper who was probably asking a much more important question.

"Allegra Renee Cullen," Hannah said.

"Allegra," Edward whispered. He touched her cheek so gently that his skin barely grazed hers. She gasped in her sleep and Edward snatched in his hand away. She yawned widely and blinked up at him. Her brilliant green eyes widened as she took him in. After a moment her face split into a wide smile and she squealed happily. Edward was so captivated by her that he hardly noticed when Carlisle whispered:

"Edward's eyes."

He smiled. Edward didn't really remember what color his eyes had been when he was human, but if Carlisle said that his daughter had his eyes, than he believed him. Edward liked the thought of Allegra having his eyes. It meant that a little bit of him had somehow gotten into his daughter. She had the look of Bella in her rounded cheeks and curly hair. His influence on her appearance was more obvious, but Bella's was there enough to make his heart ache.

He'd seen in Allegra's dream just how much Bella loved her- their daughter and how much their daughter loved her.

"Allegra," he whispered again.

Allegra started wiggling fiercely, pulling on the buckles that kept her in the car seat. Edward reached out to help her, but she pushed his hands away. He thought for one horrifying second that she was repulsed by his cold hard skin.

"I can do it, Daddy," she said. Edward grinned, his momentary worry forgotten. Daddy, he thought. She called me Daddy. Allegra did figure out the buckles and lunged into Edward's waiting arms. He vaguely heard Emmett ask:

"How old is she?"

"Eleven months," Hannah said.

Allegra pressed her little warm hands onto Edward's cheeks and his mind flooded with images of her and Bella. The first memory was of Bella holding her up under her arm pits showing her a picture of Edward smiling. The picture he'd seen in her dream. "That's your daddy, Miss Allegra," Bella said. Allegra squealed in the memory and pulled the picture into her arms, hugging it to her chest.

The image faded and morphed into another. Bella leaning over the side of her crib. "You don't plan on going to sleep any time soon, do you, baby girl?" Allegra shook her head. Bella smiled and moved out of sight. Suddenly the room was filled with the lullaby Edward composed. The image faded into another. Bella picked Allegra up and kissed her all over her face. "Do you know why I love you?" Allegra shook her head. "Because you're perfect." Allegra's bell like laugh filled the memory and Edward laughed too.

"Oh, what's she showing you?" Hannah asked.

"Bella," he said. "And me. Pictures Bella had of me. The first time she heard the lullaby I wrote for Bella. How much Bella loves her."

"Maybe we should give them a moment," Carlisle suggested.

Edward heard them leave. He barely noticed. The second he laid eyes on his daughter he was lost. There was no one else in the world. Just them. He used to think that his whole life became crystal clear five years ago in Bella's room when she said his name in her sleep, but he was wrong. He had been waiting his whole life for Allegra. He'd been born for her, turned into a vampire so that he could live long enough to love her.

"You are perfect," Edward whispered. Allegra giggled and wiggled in his arms.

"Daddy?" she said, with remarkable clarity. He smiled. He knew that his daughter would be smart. Eleven months old and able to speak clearly. She'd even recognized him from a picture. She was incredibly advanced for her age. It was really unbelievable the more Edward thought about it. He didn't want to think about it, really. He just wanted to spend the rest of forever in the happy little bubble around him and his daughter.

Edward could hear Hannah inside the house explaining things he probably should have been there to hear first hand. But he could hear well enough from where he was. And he didn't want to ever move from where he was.

"Yes, Allegra."

"Where was you? Before? Why wasn't you with me and Mommy?"

"Mommy and I decided to be away from each other for a little while. But we both still love each other very much. And we both love you very much," Edward said. He hoped that he wasn't lying to her. He knew the last part was true and was fairly certain about Bella loving him too. She had given him something so wonderful, for the first time in a long time he couldn't imagine her not loving him.