Chapter 4: Impossible

Edward

This wasn't possible. This wasn't possible. This wasn't possible. I kept repeating those words over and over in my own head. Trying to rearrange them in a way that made any logical sense. I couldn't reproduce. It went against everything we knew about our kind. If it were possible Rosalie would have found a way by now. It wasn't physically possible. Our bodies were frozen in time. It was impossible.

Yet. Here she was. She looked like Bella but I could also see myself in her as well. Her heart had an abnormal rhythm to it. Her scent was unusual. There was a fine balance between human and vampire. There was enough vampire scent in her to keep the smell of her blood from being too appetizing.

I honed in on the girl's thoughts. She could smell the blood that Carlisle kept stored away in his study for emergencies. It smelled good to her. She craved human blood. She wasn't entirely human but she wasn't entirely vampire either. She was a…hybrid. No one had ever heard of such a thing.

More importantly though she was Bella's daughter. She was my daughter. My head was doing a number on me. All logic told me was that she should not exist. All logic told me that there was no way that Bella and I could've created another life together that night. Yet here she is eighteen years later. My daughter. Renesmee.

Renesmee. Such an unusual name for an unusual girl. A combination of Renee and Esme I realized. A pang of intense guilt overcame me. Even after the lies that I told Bella that night she never stopped loving us. I closed my eyes as I remembered that fateful day in the forest. "I don't love you. I never loved you. The others never loved you either. You were just a distraction for us. We don't want you to join our family,". It had all been a lie of course. I had always been a good liar. I had to be. I had expected that I would have had to lie through my teeth for hours to even begin to plant the seed of doubt in her mind. I never expected that she would believe me so easily. After all of the times I had told her that I loved her. My one lie broke her faith in me. It was excruciating. But I still believed that I was doing what was best for her. I believed that she would eventually move on and meet someone else. Get married and have kids with someone else. Me? I would always love her. No amount of time or distance could ever change that. I would always cherish our memories together. That night before her eighteenth birthday had been the most memorable of all.

When I asked Bella what she wanted for her birthday her answer shocked me. "I want to be with you in every way that I can. I want you,"

"You already have me," I said, confused.

I froze when she started unbuttoning my shirt.

"No," I said.

She had a pleading look in her eye. "But it's the only thing that I want for my birthday. I love you Edward and I want you,"

I had tried to resist. I was so worried that I would accidentally kill her. But, as usual, I couldn't resist giving her what she wanted. It was the best night of my existence. I made love to the woman I loved. She made me feel things that I didn't even know that I was capable of feeling. I've thought about that night every night single night for the last eighteen years. Now I have our daughter right in front of me. Living. Breathing. Proof. Impossible.

Yet I could feel it in my heart that it was all true. As illogical as it sounded. I would have to answer to my family soon. I never told anyone that Bella and I had taken our relationship to that level. But, more importantly than that, now my family was aware of the lies I had told Bella that day. It would only be a matter of time before I was forced to tell them that I had lied to them as well. The night we left Forks I had told them that Bella wanted nothing to do with them anymore. That after the incident with Jasper Bella was terrified of us and thought we were all monsters and that she couldn't love a family of monsters. It was all a lie of course but that was the only way I could convince everyone to leave and cut Bella out of our lives for good. No matter how much it hurt them I believed it was still all for the best.

"Are you okay Edward? You're not really saying anything. You're just kind of staring at me,"

I shook my head. "Everything is fine," that was, of course, a lie. My head was in complete turmoil right now. The sound of a baby crying made my head turn. I had been so focused on my daughter that I hadn't even realized that there were two other beating hearts in this room. But now, it was all that I could focus on. She went and picked up a baby boy. There were two babies. A boy and a girl.

"Whose babies are these?" I asked, though I had a feeling that I already knew the answer.

"Oh they're mine," she smiled happily. "My son's name is Hunter and my daughter's name is Faith. They're twins. Only three weeks old actually," she was very happy. "Here do you want to hold him?"

"What?" my head shot up.

"Do you want to hold him? I can show you how. It's pretty easy,"

"You want me to hold your baby?"

"Well," she scratched the back of her head. "I don't usually trust strangers to hold my babies but I get the feeling that I can trust you," she said. "Here,"

I could not contain my surprise when she placed him in my hands. I watched her go and pick up her daughter.

"Grandpa,"

The word startled me.

"You're our grandpa,"

They could read minds. Both of them. These two babies could read minds. Just like me. This was getting stranger and stranger by the minute. "Anyway. I need to use the bathroom. Can you tell me where that is?"

"Down the hall to the left,"

She got up and walked out of the room in search of the bathroom. I left as well. But before I could even make it to the living room. I came face to face with Rosalie. Her mind was filled with anger and pure jealousy. She was on a rampage of destruction fuelled by jealousy. I was her next target.