BELLA

I turned the page of my magazine and the sun escaped through the curtains of the living room as Esme pulled them back.

"Good morning Chantelle" Esme greeted Chantelle as she walked into the room.

"Morning grandma" she said. I looked up from my magazine and greeted her. She smiled timidly at me as if she was hiding something.

"Is Uncle Edward around?" she asked.

"No sweetheart. He'll be back very soon though what's wrong?" I asked and put my magazine next to me on the couch.

"Will you do me a favour please?" she asked and came to sit next to me.

"Sure." I said to her studying her face to try and assess what was wrong.

"I need you to put your shield around Nessie and me for ten minutes or so. I want to talk to her, but privately." She said looking down at her hands.

"Ok. I will help you Chantelle but you have to be aware for me to be close enough to securely contain your thoughts I will be in hearing range," I said to her slowly. She nodded lightly.

"I thought about that. Well I trust you. You're good at keeping secrets." She smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Chantelle if I'm concerned with what I hear you have to understand I can't hide it from your uncle or parents," I said to her. She looked down from my eyes briefly before looking back up.

"It's worth a shot," she said to me and held out her hand. I took it and we made our way up to Renesmee's room. "Do you promise not to tell anyone?" she asked.

"As long as I don't feel concerned, yes." I said to her. She let go of my hand and spoke to the door.

"Ness? You awake?" I heard Renesmee groan on the other side.

"Yes." She mumbled. Chantelle opened the door and slowly made her way over to Renesmee's bed. I expanded my shield so it was around the girls and sat with my back against the door. "What's wrong Chanti?" Renesmee asked.

"I need your help."

"Anything Chantelle, what's wrong?"

"I want to meet my birth father, but I don't want to upset my parents. They are insisting that I don't try to find him," she whispered. I took in a slow breath.

"Why... why do you want to find him?" Renesmee said carefully.

"I just want to know," she whispered. Chantelle was like a sister to Renesmee. I knew Renesmee would want to help Chantelle. There always seemed a part of Chantelle that was very fragile. Whenever she would go and talk to Laurens grave she let out this vulnerability that she never revealed anywhere else. The people she loved were her weak spot and her birth fathers disappearance was fuelling it. It never went unnoticed and I knew Renesmee would be debating this in her head.

"You know. When you're fully grown, it will be a lot easier to get around your parents. You could do this a lot easier then," Renesmee said to her.

"I know. I've thought of that. I see how much Eddie is treated like an adult and we're still children. It would be easier when I'm his age but I don't think I can wait that long."

"I love reminding him that he's younger than both of us," Renesmee chuckled to lighten the mood. "Just keep calling him a baby. He's really only 4." Chantelle started to laugh with Renesmee and I couldn't help but let out a small giggle.

"It's kind of unfair the way he gets to be an adult and we don't." My giggle stopped as soon as I heard what Chantelle had said.

"Well he is an adult really. We're always going to be treated like the weakest Chantelle. We're only half vampires. Everyone else is fully indestructible," Renesmee said. I heard Chantelle laugh.

"Yeah I guess..." Chantelle paused before continuing. "Can you not think about this when your dad is around please?"

"I won't I promise."

"We don't need to be careful now because your mom has her shield around us."

"I know I can sense her on the other side of the door," Renesmee said.

"Oh, well that's kinda weird."

"You can't tell she's there?" Renesmee asked.

"Well I told her to be there so I already know." Chantelle laughed. "But no. I can't sense her there." There was a little pause in their conversation before Renesmee spoke up.

"Chantelle, I honestly don't think you should try and find your father just yet. It will be a lot easier when you're fully grown. Your mom and dad made a promise to Lauren before she died that he would never get to see you. You have to understand, they don't want to break that promise. Maybe when you're older and have had more time to persuade more people to help you it will be better. You have to understand. Tracking a vampire isn't easy."

"I guess you're right," Chantelle whispered. I heard Renesmee move forward from her sitting position. I guessed she was giving her a hug. I peeked into the room and sure enough they were sitting on the bed with their arms wrapped round each other. Renesmee nodded and smiled at me. I smiled back and closed the door. I made my way down the stairs and I felt my shield snap back in.

"Hello beautiful," I heard from behind me. I smiled widely and turned around to see my breathtaking husband.

"Hello handsome," I smiled and stepped into his arms. He let out a small chuckle as he wrapped his arms securely around me. I took in a breath, tasting his scent and he dug his face into my hair.

"I missed you," he whispered low enough so only I could hear.

"I missed you too," I replied to him.

"You'd think you had been apart for half a year not half an hour," Emmett laughed from the door way. I let out a small smile but didn't move from my position. "Jeez, wonder what the reunion in Italy was like." He muttered as he walked away. Edward tightened his grip on me. If I was human he would have crushed every bone in my body. I returned the tight hug and gripped the back of his shirt.

"You'll never have to have that feeling again," I whispered. He kissed the top of my head.

"I know," he replied and sighed as he let his arms loosen around me. I did the same but he took my hand as we moved to the living room.

"Why were you hiding Renesmee and Chantelle's thoughts?" he whispered in my ear as we sat down on the couch. I involuntary shivered at his mouth so close to me.

"They... they wanted to talk privately," I stuttered as he kissed under my ear.

"Hmm," he murmured still kissing the side of my head. I twisted my body so I was straddling him and leant forward so our lips met. He moaned against me.

"I think I'm doomed to walk in every time you do that," Jacob muttered as he slumped into the arm chair. Both Edward and I started laughing as I climbed off his lap.

"It's punishment for the time you tried to take her away from me," Edward smirked. Jacob huffed.

"It doesn't bother me anymore. It's not exactly a punishment."

"No the punishment is being disgusted. Not heartbreak." I laughed.

"Oh," he muttered. "Yeah I agree there."

"I wonder what it would have been like," Edward murmured. I looked at him confused. "If you had chosen Jacob over me." He answered. I let out a laugh.

"Never would have happened," I muttered kissing his jaw.

"I know. But what if it did? Would you be onto your 3rd or 4th kid by now?" he asked and smirked at me. I shivered at the thought of ever being physically close like that to Jacob.

"Sorry Jake, I love you but there is no way I could imagine having your kids," I laughed. He laughed with me.

"Don't worry about it." He said. "I don't even know how I could live without Renesmee. I wouldn't want my life any different than it is right now," I smiled at him and snuggled closer to Edward. As if on cue Renesmee skipped into the room. We all smiled widely at her.

"What?" she asked looking at all three of us in turn. "What? Do I have something on my face?" she said and glared at us a bit more. We all laughed.

"No," I said. "We're just happy." She smiled at me.

"Good. So you're in a good mood?" she asked skipping over to me and Edward. I looked up at her from the couch and nodded.

"What do you want Nessie?" I asked.

"Yes you can," Edward said to her.

"Thank you daddy," she squealed and kissed his cheek. She then skipped over to Jacob and held out her hand. He took it without question and she pulled him off the seat, she dragged him with her as she walked out the door. "See you later!" she called and Renesmee and Jacob left the room. I faintly heard Jacob ask her what was going on as they reached the garage. I turned to Edward and raised my eyebrows.

"She was just asking if she could go to Chloe's," he said and pulled me onto his lap. "She said she'd get Jacob to take her and pick her up. So I said yes." I smiled.

"Ok," I whispered and sighed in content as I placed my head against his chest.