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BPOV:

I yawned and stretched quietly. Today was that kind of morning where the sun shined and the birds chirped and I could snuggle up next to Edward. Last night was glorious and I still tried to hold on to the sleepy feeling so I could get more time. I scooted a little closer on the pillow and threw my arm over his waist. My eyes flew open when my arm hit the bed.

"Is it that too much to ask for him to stay in bed?" I scowled sitting up.

"No," He rushed to my side placing a tray over my lap with amusement. "But unless you'd like to starve to death after nine hours of continued love making and five hours of sleep then you should be eternally grateful I cooked you something to eat." My mouth watered at the scents wafting up to my nose and my stomach growled loudly. "Exactly."

I rolled my eyes at him, but a smile crept on my face as he kissed my forehead. I immediately smother my English Muffin in butter and Orange Marmalade. Taking a big overly eager bite, I chew slowly savoring it. I even did the whole moan and eyes closed bit. No one knew but Edward was a great cook. He made everything from scratch. I won't tell Esme, but Edward could give her a run for her money. Well, on most things.

Edward sat down next to me and watched me scarf down everything. He chuckled once or twice until I gave him several glares. It's not my fault his food tasted so good and I hadn't ate in fourteen hours. It was all his fault. I smiled as I sipped on some orange juice. All his wonderful fault.

After my meal, I bent over and gave him a kiss on the mouth. I meant it to be a quick thank you but it quickly turned heated. Edward abruptly pulled away and gave me a lopsided grin and turned towards the door. Little Edward Junior (Renesmee) bounded through and jumped into his arms, hugging him tight.

"Daddy…" She started and then discontinued her verbal thought. I frowned, and took a sip of milk. They had a very tight bond. It obviously was something she didn't want me to hear. I curtly cleaned my mouth with my cloth napkin, throwing it back down. Most of the time since she had been back was spent with Edward or Rosalie. I turned my head and stared out the window.

"Don't think that way, of course she does May May." My fist balled up. They were talking about me.

""Kay, Daddy. We'll see." I heard her little pads of feet run off through the door.

We sat in silence a good while, my fist still clenched. I didn't say a word to him when he lifted the tray away. He sighed heavily, and began to walk towards the door. My eyes watered against my will and I took a quick indrawn breath.

"So that's it?" I croaked out. I heard the tray clang down on to the dresser. Edward was in front of me in a flash. I still refused to look at him.

"You run hot and cold with me, Bella. What do you want from me?" His voice was quiet and controlled.

"I want us back. To just be us." I snapped at him, finally rolling my eyes to his as I strained the word us.

"What are you saying?" His shock was evident. "You do not want her?"

My eyes fell to my lap. I didn't understand my feelings or why I even said such a thing. I loved my little girl. I did. But it dawned on me I was jealous of her. Very jealous. She held most of Edward's attention minus last night. Every one accepted her from day one. I had to force it. I felt like a horrible mother for my thoughts. It was all that bastards fault for taking her away. I had to work so hard at my bond with her. Every time I saw her I saw him as he snatched her up. Even while we played together, it stayed in my mind. I let out a wail, as the tears began to fall rapidly. I brought my hands up to cover my face. I felt Edward's strong arms wrap around me and I leaned into his cool body.

"Shhh, shhh. Baby, please calm down."

But I couldn't. What happened to my sweet morning? It was ruined by Renesmee. At that thought, I cried even harder. My mind was horrid. Why was this happening to me? Wave after wave of peace overwhelmed me and then fatigue.

REVIEWS WELCOME. Internet is back Saturday so chaps should roll in like Bella's tears lol. ;) Also do you like the nickname I gave Renesmee? I didn't want to use Ness, or Nessie, or whatever else.