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Stephanie Meyer's work is not mine whatsoever, I solely own the plot to this story.

*******************************Bella************************************

Saying I was worried was an understatement. I was terrified, which I'm guessing is a really, really strong sentiment considering vampire standards. Here I was, not even five years of age as a vampire, and my ten-going-on-eleven year old daughter was starting school in the one place I couldn't protect her. How had Jake convinced me to let her go again?

Oh yeah, it was because he'd used the 'f' word.

"You wouldn't want her to feel like a freak, right Bella?" he'd asked.

Damn him; Jake knew me so well. From my fuzzy memories as a human, I remembered quite well the feeling of being singled out. It was torture, and if Renesmee was anything like me, she would hate it also. So, why not go to school with other 'freaks?'

Of course, I would never consider my beautiful, baby, girl a freak, but it wouldn't be so simple to convince the humans otherwise. At La Push she could at least make some new friends; friends more than likely already familiar with the supernatural. It worried me, even despite how many times Jake told me he'd keep an eye on her whilst I'd waved good bye to my daughter on her first day of school.

Renesmee looked happy, and definitely much more confident than I'd felt on my first day at school in Forks. I kind of guessed Jake had a lot to do with that, he had already lined up his brothers in the pack to accept Nessie with open arms.

Well, not too open of course. If one boy so as much as looked at Nessie too happily, Jake would make the rest of his life miserable.

This, of course, was the other thing that bothered me. Jake was noticing Renesmee, not the way we all were, but the woman she was so soon to become. I hated the fact that within one year my baby was going to want to paw over my best friend the way Edward and I did.

Edward.

The thought of him alone made my mouth water, not in a 'human's blood' way, but with as much necessity, as much passion. I couldn't seem to get enough of him, the nights were never long enough, and even forever seemed like a far ways off when I wasn't with him. It would be so much easier to be with him if we were alone during the day, but of course Nessie-

Renesmee! Oh shoot, I'd done it again.

I would like to say that being a vampire was the reason I was so easily distracted with the mere thought of my gorgeous husband, Edward, but I'd be lying. Even as a human, that one night alone on Isle Esme was enough to drive any girl insane; as a vampire it was more pleasurable by one hundredfold. I constantly reminded myself during the day to wait till 'bedtime' for the pleasure Edward and I could erupt in within a second of lack of concentration, but with great difficulty. Edward was no better than I; I often found his tantalizing touch on various parts of my body throughout the day. He usually seemed just as surprised as I with how his hands got there in the first place.

I sighed. I could imagine how difficult it must be for Jake, anticipating the beautiful girl my daughter was going to become and knowing she was going to be his.

Well, if she chose. I had made it very clear that should my Renesmee want someone else, or not want Jake when he wanted her, she would be free to do as she chose. Jake had agreed wholeheartedly, to my surprise, however, both he and Edward seemed confident Renesmee would want no one but Jacob. I could see how they both believed strongly in the imprinting process, but I wasn't ready to give up yet. Deep down I knew they were right, but if I could believe a flaw in their concept of imprinting could occur, it meant Renesmee could be my baby for awhile longer.

I felt arms encircle my waist, and I immediately relaxed under the intoxicating smell that was Edward.

"What are you thinking about?" he said softly in my ear. I don't think I will ever get used to the thrill he sends through my body as if it were the first time. What was I thinking? With him so close to me like that, like he need ask? I shook off my shield so he could hear my thoughts.

Edward's eyebrows shot up and he grinned mischievously. "Hmmm, now THAT is a very interesting idea."

I returned a dazzling smile. We didn't wait another second, in less than thirty seconds we were in our cottage, not even our clothes made it inside…

***************************Edward**************************************

It was amazing, being able to finally hear Bella's thoughts. We were lying in bed, with the exception of having clothes on now. I highly doubt I'd be able to just lie here otherwise. I smiled as Bella thought the same thing. We'd forced ourselves to stop, for the moment, we had some things to discuss concerning Renesmee. It just didn't seem appropriate to do so while we were 'busy.'

"So, does Jacob know she's going to mature so soon?" she asked me.

I nodded, "No, he is still under the impression it could take up to two years, but Carlisle is certain, her growth rate has been increasing, we couldn't tell in the beginning because there was so much anxiety to deal with. It seems negative emotions play a part in the speed of her growth."

Bella stayed silent for a moment. I could see the questions in her thoughts, and so I answered.

"She's been so happy these last two years, she's grown at almost double the speed she initially started off at. If it keeps up, she'll be sixteen by June."

Bella started. "But, it's already August, so it will be less than a year?"

I pulled her in for an embrace, "Almost indefinitely," I paused, thinking over Bella's next thought. "Do you really think you'd have the capacity to make Renesmee unhappy?"

Bella sighed, "No, of course not, it was just a thought, but still, even if we could just make her a little unhappy, enough to extend her childhood another year or so…"

But I knew nobody could make our Nessie unhappy, everyone just loved her too much. Bella thought the same, and if she could cry I knew she would be. Her expression was agony to me.

"Just hang in there, Bella, we'll figure something out."

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