Chapter 20: New Development

~Bella~

The first few moments after catching and killing my prey were all consuming. During that time there was nothing else but the need to sooth the thirst that was never ending. It was for that reason, being so consumed in what I was doing, that Edward didn't like me hunting on my own, even though most of the time it had to be that way. This time my husband and two children were not that far away. Edward was still hunting for our daughter, and when I finished with my meal, I would take over watching both our babies so he could go on a hunt for himself.

After the deer was drained, I left the body where it was and sprinted in and among the trees until arriving at the other clearing. Renesmee was still working on her kill, and even though the slight tickle in my throat picked up a little, it wasn't enough to make me uncomfortable to take over. Edward got to his feet, pulling me into his arms for a brief kiss before taking off.

It was Anthony's gurgles that caught my attention. My baby was settled on a thick quilt not too far from where Renesmee was resting beside the small doe Edward had snagged for her. The moment I was sitting next to my son, he leaned forward from sitting and crawled over to me. When he stood with my help, Anthony patted my cheeks. "Ma."

"Do you like being out here?" I asked as Anthony continued to look right at me. He furrowed his brows before giving me a huge smile, plopping back down on his bottom.

"All done. Momma, me get it myself?" Renesmee asked as she left the body of the deer, coming over to where her brother and I waited. Once she was close enough I reached out and settled her on my lap.

"Those deer, and even the cats are pretty big for you," I tried, but Renesmee was already shaking her head.

"Not big. I tell them not be fraid me, and they not scared and I do all by self."

I held her closer as Anthony got to the edge of his quilt, patting his hands on the moss that was nearest to him. "I'm afraid it's not so easy, baby. Those deer get afraid when we are around, so we have to run very fast to catch them."

"Them not fraid me," Renesmee informed, not willing to back down.

Knowing that she wouldn't let it go first, I changed the topic. "Are you excited about seeing everyone in a few days?"

My daughter tilted her head back, giggling as I nibbled her nose. "Sited. Have fun. See Unca Emm and Unca Jasper. Go hunt and do myself." she said as she struggled to be let up. By that time I was aware of my husband's approach, watching my daughter as she sat down next to Anthony, giving him a rather rough hug that he didn't seem to mind.

"When Antony have deer?"

"He does, just not the way we do. When he's big like you I think," I told her as I stood up. By the time Edward got to us, Anthony was in the pack carrier on my back while Renesmee held the small pink duffel she had brought with a few of her toys, and some of Anthony's.

Once Renesmee was secure on Edward's back, able to hang on without much help from him, we began our short trip back to our house. Our daughter asked him the same questions she had me about hunting on her own, determined to get her way. Unlike me, Edward seemed to have more patience and kept explaining why he thought it would be too difficult for her to do such a thing on her own, even when she asked some of the same things over again.

Inside, Renesmee was already heading up to her room while Edward lifted the baby out of the carrier before I took it off. "How was your hunt?" I asked while he settled Anthony on the floor of our family room with some toys to play with.

"Uneventful," he answered as he came over to me.

I wrapped my arms around him resting my cheek against his chest as I closed my eyes. "She really wants to try things on her own," I whispered, hoping our little girl was too busy in her play to hear me.

Edward sighed, rubbing his hands over my back, gathering me closer. "I don't see how that will be a possibility, not until she's stronger and taller."

"Could she even catch one? I know she caught that rabbit that one time, but a deer? Maybe if we let her try and she doesn't catch one, she'll understand why she really can't when it doesn't work out," I reasoned. As a parent, my job was to encourage my babies to do what ever they dreamed of doing, but this was a tough call.

"If she keeps persisting, we will think of something," Edward started. Anthony interrupted us by taking his first steps, and all other conversations on letting Renesmee hunt on her own was for the moment forgotten in all the excitement. Our son made it to us before he began to tumble, and before he could fall to the floor Edward had him in his arms.

"What a big boy you are," I said as our son blinked once before he began to cry.

At once Renesmee was in the room with us, and while Edward soothed her brother, I picked up my baby girl and spun her around, "Your brother walked all by himself," I told her as she giggled.

"Why he crying?"

"I think he got too surprised."

"Why?"

"Well, I don't think Anthony knew he was going to make it all the way to me and Daddy," I answered as I sat on the sofa with my baby girl.

"Why?" she asked, clearly not understanding what I was trying to explain to her.

Anthony had settled down, leaving Edward free to help out. When Edward sat next to us, Renesmee leaned toward him, smiling as he settled her on his lap. That was the part I didn't like. Most of the time Edward could answer things because he could bring it down to her level. With me it was a little harder to do, though there were times when I could get Renesmee to understand things a little better.

Our son crawled over to us, this time using my jeans to pull himself up. "Ma, ma," he said holding his arms out for me.

"Why he not walking?" Renesmee asked as I picked my son up, smelling the reason for why he wanted his Momma. Leaving Edward to explain again, I took our son up to his room, getting him something to hold on to while I got him cleaned up. By the time I finished Anthony was fussing, and I smiled as his big sister brought in his sippy cup.

"Me want hold him," she announced while I sat in the rocking chair. After shifting Anthony to one side, I let my daughter climb on the other side of my lap, and managed to cradle my son so that he was resting in my arms and his sister's. Anthony made both of us giggle, joining in a little before he began to drink from his cup.

"Him silly," Renesmee whispered as her brother blinked up at her.

"He likes it when you give him attention, I think," I answered as Anthony's eye lids grew heavy.

"I not having a nap today," Renesmee said through a yawn.

"Why don't we worry about that later. Right now, we need to be quiet so Anthony will go to sleep for his."

At that moment, he reached with his left hand, patting Renesmee's cheek as she giggled at him. "You silly brother," she told him as he smiled.

Edward was standing at the door watching the three of us, and I wished he could hear my thoughts so he would join us. The moment was lost when Anthony struggled to sit up and Renesmee held on to him, "No up. Have nap now," she said gripping him tighter even as I tried to free him.

Edward was in front of us instantly as Anthony began to really cry, and I was unsure if Renesmee was hurting him. "You need to let your brother go," Edward told her calmly over Anthony's cries.

"No, him got nap. Want help Momma. Go way Daddy," Renesmee growled.

Somehow I managed to remain in control as I pried her hands away from Anthony long enough for Edward to get him away. At the same time, Renesmee was struggling to get away from me. How could such a sweet moment go so wrong? My thoughts were on that even as I managed to cradle my daughter in my arms, holding her so she couldn't hit me and hurt herself in the process. "You do not tell Daddy to go away," I said right before she shut her eyes and began to scream. Anthony was crying from our room and Edward was trying to sooth him, letting me try and deal with our daughter on my own.

Even with Renesmee screaming, I left Anthony's room and walked to the left, down the hall just a little before going into her room. When I laid her down on the bed, Renesmee stopped screaming and began kicking her legs, looking right at me while she breathed heavily.

"You stay in this bed, and don't you get up until I get back," I said firmly, looking right at her.

"You bad Momma, bad," Renesmee growled again turning over and away from me. My intent was to leave her there, but Renesmee couldn't get away with growling at us. If I spanked her at that moment would I hurt her, and was spanking her right? Needing a moment, I walked out of her room with my eyes closed letting Edward pull me into his arms. In focusing on Renesmee I hadn't realized that Anthony was no longer crying, already asleep in our bed. My husband led me downstairs and when I opened my eyes again we were sitting in the family room, something I already knew by the smells of leather from the sofa, and the wood from the book shelves mixed with the slightly static charged smell of the TV.

"You were in great control."

"And conflict. I know. I should have spanked her for growling at me and for doing it to you, but she's already asleep."

"She was worn out and there are no set rules on how to handle these sorts of situations. May I suggest that when she does awaken, we both discuss not growling at us when she's frustrated?"

"I think that is a wise suggestion," I agreed, loving the way my husband phrased things. He was such a gentleman, and that was one of the things I loved about him the most.

~Edward~

As Bella spoke with Charlie about his travel arrangements, I found myself in Renesmee's room watching her as she slept. When I had walked in, she was all huddled up in fetal position with her face pressed firmly into her small pillow. Now that she had a light weight blanket draped over her, my daughter was more relaxed, resting on her side facing me. Already, Renesmee was experiencing such a complex range of emotions and thoughts, something very evident as displayed by her earlier fit. My baby had been enjoying the time with her mother and brother, and my intrusion had been an unwelcome one, along with Anthony no longer wanting her to hold him. Her strength had been enough to leave a small bruise on his arm, but it was gone by the time I looked in on him before arriving by Renesmee's bedside.

"Sleep well," I whispered, leaning forward to place a kiss on her soft cheek.

It was very quiet as I made my way down the stairs. Bella was standing by the sliding glass door in the den furthest from the kitchen, not moving as I stood next to her. "Is Charlie all set?"

"Yes, he'll be here tomorrow afternoon and has a rental with a GPS, like you suggested." Tomorrow was calling for sunny skies, making it too great a risk for us to pick him up.

My wife put her arms around me and I returned the favor. "I'm glad he's staying for a few weeks, though I'm not sure how well he'll handle being away that long from Forks," she murmured.

"I'll be interested to see how that goes." Bella sighed, and I pulled her closer. "Stop worrying."

"Renesmee left a bruise on him," my wife reminded.

As much as I hated to think about it, I had a feeling that there would be a few times while they were still young where one of my children would cause harm to the other. "And we will be sure to be mindful, but they are going to be rough every once in a while and one of them will get hurt as a result, no matter how fast we are."

"What was she thinking?"

"When everything began to change from the calm, she kept thinking that you and Anthony were hers and that I was not welcome to join in."

My wife shook her head, "That's a change, isn't it?" Most of the time Renesmee didn't want to share me. Now that the roles were reversed I knew how Bella sometimes felt.

After that we stood in place, swaying gently to the sound of the sudden downpour against the house. It was a moment of calm both of us needed before the reality of having two active children mixed in with everything else it was to be so aware caught up with us again.

~*~

The easiest and most opportune time to talk to our daughter about a situation was right after she woke up from a nap, and after she had eaten a snack. Bella and I were sitting on the leather sofa, and Renesmee was sitting on her mother's lap facing us, giggling as she and Bella played a game of patty cake.

"Do again, Momma," Renesmee said once they were done.

"We will, but right now we need talk about something."

"I trouble?" she asked as her bronze eye brows furrowed.

"Not right now," Bella said while I reached over and rubbed Renesmee's back in assurance.

"We talk about and I go hunting?"

"Right now we need to talk about you holding on to Anthony when it was time to let Daddy take him," Bella answered.

"Not talk about that. I not like you my Daddy now," Renesmee said. Before she could struggle, Bella gave her a hug, and I let my wife take the lead, already proud of her for not freezing up.

"When it's time to let Anthony go to Daddy, or if we need you to do something, you have to listen and not tell us what to do," Bella said still hugging our baby as Renesmee in turn held on around Bella's shoulders.

"I help and not Daddy help."

"You need to ask if you can be alone with me or Anthony," Bella said.

"Not do it," Renesmee whispered a little too grumpy for my tastes. It was so hard not to take over, that was my instinct. Instead, I remained seated by my wife and daughter, as Bella held Renesmee so that they could look at one another.

"When you don't do the things we ask, then you get in trouble. I don't like that do you?"

Our baby shook her head, causing her bronze curls to fall in her face. My wife brushed them away and kissed her cheeks. For now the serious conversation was behind us, as Renesmee slid down from Bella's lap heading in the direction of Anthony's rocking horse. My wife chose that moment to lean back against my left side. Before she could move much further I put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer.

"You didn't say much, thank you," Bella whispered as Renesmee held up the bottom part of her flowing, pink dress with her teeth while climbing on the back of the horse.

"You're a good mom," I answered, still feeling quite proud of her.

"I had to fight not to just yell at her," my wife admitted, both of us keeping our voices so low that only we could hear one another.

"You just have to remember that even as smart as she is, Renesmee is still quite young, and not everything is going to go off smoothly," I reminded, hoping to assure Bella.

Just then, Bella turned, looking at me for a moment. "It's hard, because you're so confident, and I feel like I have to prove myself to you, or I guess more to me that I can handle her just as well."

"There isn't anything you need to prove," I tried, but she was already shaking her head.

"We have to do this together. I'm ready to stop getting so frustrated and try and figure things out. When I need to, I want to feel confident enough to be able to handle what ever Renesmee throws our way."

In the long run it would help if Bella and I could stand on a united front. It was difficult to believe how much had happened over these past few months, "What is it," my wife asked gaining my full attention as she gazed at me with her amber-gold eyes.

Before answering her, I reached out, trailing my fingers through her hair as I glanced over at our daughter. Renesmee had abandoned the horse and was using her new markers, the kind that only worked on special paper. "You amaze me Isabella. Your strength to keep trying, even when you get frustrated makes me so proud, and so much more in love with you than I ever have been."

My words must of caused her to be nervous, because in the next moment my wife was chewing on her bottom lip, something she hadn't done in a while. "I could ask you something, but it might not be good for young ears."

"Yes," I answered, having a feeling Bella would have asked me if her strength was also a turn on, because it was and there wasn't anything I wanted more than to show her how much I wanted her. However Bella was right, we had a young, impressionable child just a few feet away, busily working on some sort of art project. We did manage a few kisses before the sounds of rustling sheets and small thumps reached our ears, signaling that Anthony was waking up. After one more lingering kiss, Bella left, and I stood stretching my arms over my shoulders in a very human way before joining my daughter on the floor next to where she was working on her project.

"Who is that a picture of?" I asked. Usually her drawings were random scribble, sometimes with shapes of flowers or trees. This one looked more like a person.

"It Lily. She my friend."

Since that day on our walk, Bella and I had observed our daughter's interest in Lily, passing it off as someone she had made up. The times Renesmee was alone pretending up in her playroom, or somewhere else in the house, her thoughts were always on the task at hand, alone, yet including this friend. I would be glad to have Esme here to see what she made of this new development. "Where does Lily live?"

"In trees. Her climb high and jump to another tree. Not get hurt." As Renesmee relayed that to me, her mind was busy trying to imagine such a thing.

A moment later, Bella arrived with Anthony who was eager to be on his own two feet. When she put him down he remained standing, holding her hands as she helped him take the steps needed to make it to me. Renesmee's thoughts were jumbled as they sometimes where when she was experiencing too much at once, and a second later she ran past us with her paper, telling Lily to wait for her.

"Do you think Carlisle will know what to do about her friend?"

"I'm not sure," I said before Anthony interrupted by putting his fingers in my mouth. I lifted him over my head bringing him back down to my lips as I bluttered them against his stomach. He laughed, kicking his legs before I put him down next to me where Bella had some of his toys ready for him to play with. "What I was going to say, is that I'm not sure it's really something we can control. She needs a creative outlet, and I don't think she's the first child to have an imaginary friend."

By that time Bella was sitting next to me. "I'm ready for our family to get here."

"That makes two of us," I agreed before Anthony was once again pulling for my attention.

~*~

Both of our children were down for their naps when Charlie arrived at our house the next day. As Alice had foreseen, contrary to what the forecaster had predicted, there was plenty of sunshine. My father-in-law only had to call us twice when he got lost along the way, and after getting his things taken up to the mid-level room between the second floor and the play area, I joined my wife and Charlie in the family room, sitting next to Bella on the black, leather sofa.

"So, rental property?" Charlie asked once he and Bella had finished talking about his flight.

"It's easier not to have to be seen too often," I explained.

"Who taught you how to do that sort of thing?" Charlie asked getting more comfortable the longer we talked. I told him about studying that upon Carlisle's suggestion, after realizing that I would never be able to pass for a doctor for very long in any sort of practice. We talked about how much property my family owned as a whole, something which surprised Charlie and brought about a whole new line of questions and answers. At one point, while I was telling Charlie about how Carlisle ended up getting Esme her Island, Bella left us. Upstairs I could hear Renesmee stirring and had a feeling she had gone up there partly to get her up, and partly to let Charlie and I have the time together.

A little later, Renesmee ran into the den and plowed into Charlie. It was good that he was in one of the over stuffed chairs, though I would make it a point later to remind my baby she had to be gentle with him.

"Grandah, you have see my room," Renesmee said after they hugged.

"I do, what's in your room that's so special?" Charlie teased letting her help him to his feet.

"Lot of my things."

When they were gone, Bella sat down next to me, smiling. "I wish he would start to relax a little," Bella whispered as she put her arms around my waist.

"He's not nearly as nervous as he used to be. I think having the kids to buffer things helps that a little," I told her, rubbing my hand up and down her back.

"I was thinking maybe after we got the babies to bed, we could go out and hunt on our own. Charlie can handle things while were gone, as long as we are back at a reasonable hour," Bella said in a seductive, inviting tone of voice.

"Is hunting all you have in mind?"

"Not all," Bella answered, rubbing her cheek roughly against my button down shirt while I pulled her closer.

That was the moment we both heard Renesmee telling Charlie it was time for Anthony to get up. I suddenly found myself alone, and then I was moving quickly through the large sitting room and around the corner to the right taking a left up the stairs. Bella was kneeling in front of our daughter while Charlie headed my way.

Again my wife had things well under control even as Renesmee protested at not being able to wake her baby brother from his nap. I led Charlie back down the stairs going down another way to the kitchen. "Are you hungry?"

"Not really. It looks like Renesmee keeps everyone busy around this place."

"She keeps us on our toes, yes. Anthony is starting to catch up though. Did Bella tell you that he took his first steps the other day?" Talking about the children was a safe topic, and as Charlie sat down at the table I sat across from him noticing that he was relaxing the longer he was here.

As Charlie talked about things happening in Forks, he suddenly stopped, getting a distant look in his eyes before looking at me again. "I didn't bring this up before, but there have been some strange things happening with some of the local pets in the area. A few people have let their dogs out and have had them go missing. One man found his dog out in the woods not far from his house. It had puncture wounds in its neck, but there was still blood flowing."

Upstairs, Bella had heard the topic and was now getting Renesmee settled in the playroom so she wouldn't hear any of this. "You want to know if it was a vampire?"

"Like your family, yes," Charlie answered.

"It could be, but most of the time we don't waste a meal like that. Have there been any more carcasses found?"

"Only the one. The others have just gone."

"Does Billy know?"

"Yes, they think it might be a vampire too, but we haven't had any reports of missing pets recently."

"I'll see if Alice has had any sort of visions when she arrives with Jasper." I assured. Charlie's news really didn't concern me too much. Likely the dog had been bitten by a snake, but I would still ask for Charlie's sake.

The next day was as sunny as the previous. Charlie had found a petting zoo and had asked us about taking at least Renesmee, and after he went to bed Bella and I talked about it. By that morning we decided that he could take her, and after breakfast we sat with our daughter while Charlie fed Anthony his cereal.

"It's very important that you pet the animals and are very careful with them like you are when Charlie is around. If one smells good to you, or you get thirsty you need to tell your Grandah, so he can get you something to drink in your cup," I told her as Bella finished pulling Renesmee's hair back into a ponytail.

"Not fraid me," Renesmee said as she slid off the bed and ran over to where I was sitting. I gave my little girl a hug, praying she would do what Charlie needed her to do. If she was ever going to be a part of this world, it was important that she learn from a very early age how to control herself, and to blend in.

"Daddy, have go potty now," Renesmee told me as I held on a little too long. After she had gone, I stood up and my wife came and hugged me, seeming to know I needed that.

"Charlie will take good care of her," Bella assured.

"I know he will. It worries me that she keeps telling us that the animals won't be afraid of her. Did you tell your dad not to let go of her hand?"

"Several times," Bella answered as we headed downstairs, already hearing Renesmee chattering to Charlie from our small entry way in front of the house.

Bella's dad was there holding Anthony on his lap as Renesmee got her jacket on all on her own. When they were ready, Bella took Anthony from her father while Renesmee held my hand along with Charlie's as we went outside. As Charlie got in the front seat, I got my baby buckled in to her safety seat. "Do what Grandah tells you."

"I be very good girl," Renesmee reassured as she giggled while I gave her kisses. Once Bella and Anthony gave her kisses I shut the door and we watched as they drove away.

~Charlie~

There had only been one other time I'd been able to take Renesmee to a petting zoo, and that time she had been quite young and not so impressed by the animals. I had entered the address into the navigation system with Bella's help, and listened to the voice telling me where to go, what turns to make, and about any detours, which there were none of.

"Grandah, I hunt by self," Renesmee said as I glanced at her through the rear view mirror.

"You do?" That surprised me.

"Not do self. Daddy, Momma say not ready, but animal not fraid me."

It was hard to understand what she meant by all of that so I just agreed, hoping she wouldn't figure out that her Grandpa Charlie was lost already. Both of my grand-kids had grown since the last time I'd seen them and I hated that I was missing it all. Sometimes it made me consider traveling with my family, but I knew Bella would worry for my safety. "Are you ready to have a good time?"

"Have fun. Animals like me."

"They like it when people are quiet and gentle. Do you think you can be careful with them?"

"I be careful, Grandah."

Before we went in to the small petting zoo, I made sure Renesmee had a cup of the special drink they packed for her. I liked thinking of it as that rather than what it truly was.

When she was ready, we went to the small ticket booth and the woman there gave her a red balloon to tie around her wrist. The zoo was more a farm than anything else and one of the first animals we saw was a goat. It was in a small area with plenty of hay. Renesmee held my hand and when we had a turn to see him, I thought for sure the goat would run from her. Instead the goat let her pet him just like the other kids had been doing. Renesmee laughed when she got to feed him some seeds, enjoying the sun with me as much as I was with her.

After we got done seeing the goat, we walked on into the complex finding more animals. There was a dirt filled area with some pigs that stunk. "Not see them. They not smell good me."

"I agree," I told Renesmee as we walked on. At some point I figured she would want me to carry her, but she kept on. The next part of our journey was a ride in the back of a wagon pulled by a large tractor. It went to the other side of the farm where the more exotic animals were kept.

"Maybe next year we can let Anthony come with us," I was saying as Renesmee sat on my lap.

"No, this me and you." she told me.

When we got off the large wagon, Renesmee tugged on my hand, but my phone was ringing so I let her lead me a little bit finding a quiet spot to answer.

"Hi dad, we were just checking on you two," Bella said.

"We're doing good so far. She wasn't impressed with the pigs," I said as Renesmee danced around me before she sat down on the ground and ran her hands through the dirt.

"I guess we were a little worried she would try and get away from you," Bella admitted.

"I'm watching her very closely," I said as my granddaughter continued playing in the dirt.

Bella hung up after that, and I let Renesmee lead me to where she wanted to go. "Well look at that," I said when we passed a huge pen with ostrages inside.

"Not see them," Renesmee told me as she pulled me past that cage and two others. The one she stopped at was another large area with huge wooded sets inside. On top of one was a white tiger and two smaller tigers playing further back.

I knelt beside Renesmee feeling a little weary. "Do they smell good?"

"Not thirsty," my granddaughter answered, watching them as the played. "Want raisin please."

I hugged her before standing up, taking her duffel from my shoulder and rummaging inside until I found what she wanted. "Alright here are your rais...Renesmee?" The spot she had been standing in a moment ago was empty and at that same moment several children were gathering to look at the tigers. I bit back the urge to cuss in front of them as I glanced around, trying not to panic.

"Look," someone said.

I glanced to my left a few feet away. One of the tigers was right by the bars of the cage, and several people backed away. Sitting next to the cage underneath all the protective barriers was my granddaughter. She had her hand inside and was petting the tiger who had come over for a visit like it was a giant domestic cat. The first thing I needed to do was not to attract more attention than was necessary.

"Renesmee, I know you can hear me, and I see what you mean now about the animals. I need you to come over here, okay?"

If she could hear me she wasn't listening, and I shut my eyes.

"Everyone move back," A man's voice called out.

I pushed my way through the crowd and told the man who I was in relation to the child.

He and a few of the other workers made room for me to get to my granddaughter. I crawled under the barrier, and the tiger growled before it ran off, causing several people to worry for the both of us.

"See," Renesmee said with a big smile on her face.

"Yes," I answered as she let me help her back out.

"Is she okay," The older man asked.

"I think so," I answered feeling my heart ready to beat out of my chest. We went with the owners to a small building and one of their nurses looked Renesmee over, finding that what I said was true.

"She was a lucky little girl. My names Earl, and I've never seen my cats do that before."

"Yeah, that was something," I said as Renesmee hid her face against my neck.

In the end the man gave us free tickets for the rest of the season, and I had a feeling we would not be back any time soon.

"You mad me?" Renesmee asked when we got to the car and I fumbled the keys before dropping them.

"You scared me pretty good. That cat could have hurt you badly," I said firmly.

"Not hurt. Them not fraid me."

When I dropped the key again, I sighed, shutting my eyes, feeling Renesmee hugging me closer. "Not be scared. I hunt animals come and not hurt me."

Once I'd managed to calm down I got Renesmee into her seat, not sure she understood just how dangerous that had been. We hadn't gone very far before she was asleep, and I kept playing back what she told me about being able to hunt. Maybe she could get them to trust her and that would be how she would catch them. I was grateful she hadn't harmed the tiger she had been petting.

When we got home she was still asleep and while Bella took her upstairs I told Edward what she had done. "I don't think she's ready for things like this, or even me," I said feeling bad.

"She's head strong Charlie, and it's hard on all of us to get her to listen." He wasn't happy and paced until Bella came back empty handed.

"I think she wanted to show us what she meant," Bella said trying to explain my Granddaughter's actions.

"You are right, I just wish she would listen better," Edward grumbled as Bella hugged him. I left them to figure out what they would do with Renesmee once she was up. In my room I put on something a little more comfortable and decided a nap was in order after the stress of what had happened at the zoo.

~*~

AN: Hey everyone, thank you so much for all the fantastic reviews on the last chapter. Hearing what you think makes my day. I'm sorry it's been another long pause, but I've been busy with a few things. I should have more time to keep things up to date, but not for sure on that. Okay so what did you think of this chapter? I want to make a way for Renesmee to stand out and hope you guys like whats going on with her. She's a ball of fire, but I like writing her that way. Two vampires should be able to keep up with her, just barely but enough.

I'm not sure about the future of lemons in the this story. I want to do them but I've had a few people pointing out that they are pulling such stories. I may do more of a suggested lemon than the actual scene itself, though I'll keep the chapters I've done in this story and Honeymoon the way they are. Hopefully FF won't pull them.

Alright on to the next.

~Ella~