Renesmee's Eternal Dawn
Renesmee's Eternal Dawn is Renesmee's POV of Breaking Dawn starting from the womb until the end of Breaking Dawn.
7. The Unexpected
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I watched as Uncle Jasper and my father held Momma back even though she wasn't attempting to move forward, but the look in her eyes said that she could have killed anyone at this moment. Jacob had me cradled in his arms and his hold on me was unbreakable but not uncomfortable. Aunt Rose was just behind us taking in the scene with big golden eyes.
"Rose, take Renesmee," Momma spitted through her teeth as she started to move forward ever so slowly. "Edward, i don't want to hurt you, so please let go of me. Go stand in front of Renesmee."
Jacob passed me to my aunt the second she held open her arms for me. It was different not having them argue about this, but this was not the time for arguing or even talking. This was the time for Jacob to get away from Momma before something bad happened.
Aunt Rose backed clear up against the wall and even turned so that if anything came at us, Aunt Rose would be in the way and not myself. i felt uncomfortable being pressed against the glass but it was that much easier for me to look out and see what was happening outside. Jacob was backing up toward the forest while Momma was following him angrily. She was down in a low crouch while he tried to reason with her.
Honestly, I didn't know what was the problem. Jacob and Aunt Rose, along with all the others of course, protected me while she was sleeping. Jacob was nice to me and fed me, and didn't yell at me when I bit him. Why was Momma so mad?
"You didn't," Momma had yelled at Jacob.
"You know it's not something I can control," replied Jacob as he tried not to stumble down the stairs.
"You stupid mutt! How could you? My baby!" Momma screeched as she stalked Jacob.
"It wasn't my idea, Bella!"
"I've held her all of one time and you think you have some moronic claim to her? She's mine."
"I can share," said Jake as he backed across the lawn.
"Pay up," I heard my Uncle Emmett say but I didn't dare look back to see who he was talking to. I thought it was maddening that they were not al all concerned with what was happening in our own front
"How dare you imprint on my baby? Have you lost your mind?" Momma yelled across the lawn.
"It was involuntary." Jacob insisted as he backed into the trees. That is where the two wolves made an appearance. Leah snapped at Momma only to get a snarl back. I was hoping that Momma wouldn't hurt Jacob because, well, he was my friend and he did taste better than a vampire.
"Bella, would you listen for just a second? Please? Leah, back off!"
"Why should I listen?" Momma hissed.
"Because you're the one who told me this. Do you remember? You said we belonged in each other's lives, right? That we were family. You said that was how you and I were supposed to be. So... now we are. It's what you wanted."
"You think you'll be part of my family as my son-in-law!" Momma screeched.
Uncle Emmett laughed but only he thought Momma's words were funny. I did not see Jacob in the way Daddy saw Momma. I thought of him like Uncle Emmett views Aunt Alice. Siblings, ment for teasing and teaching each other things that the other didn't know. Jacob was my friend, not my lover.
"Stop her, Edward." murmured Grandmother. "She'll be unhappy if she hurts him."
"No!" Jacob was saying. "How can you even look at it that way? She's just a baby, for crying out loud!"
"That's my point." replied my mother.
"You know I don't think of her that way! Do you think Edward would have let me live this long if I did? All I want is for her to be safe and happy-is that so bad? So different from what you want?" Jacob was shouting now and Aunt Rosalie tried to turn me away from the fight, but I couldn't take my eyes away.
"Amazing, isn't she?" Daddy whispered with awe.
"She hasn't went for his throat even once," agreed Grandfather.
"Fine," pouted Uncle Emmett. "You win this one."
"You're going to stay away from her." said my mother and my heart sank.
"You can't do that!" Jacob protested.
"Try, starting now."
"It's not possible. Do you remember how much you wanted me around three days ago? how hard it was to be apart from each other? That's gone from you now, isn't it? That was her. From the very beginning. We had to be together, even then."
"Run away while you still can."Momma threatened, not giving in.
"Come on, Bells! Nessie likes me, too!" he replied and I automatically said, Uh oh, in my mind.
"What... did you call her?" asked my mother her voice over flooding with rage.
"Well, that name you came up with is kind of a mouthful, and-"
"You nicknamed my daughter after the Loch Ness Monster?" Momma screeched and lunged for Jacob's throat.
Daddy, Uncle Emmett and Jasper were outside in a moment but I saw what had happened to Seth. He ran in-between Momma's attack and the impact shattered his shoulder. You could tell all the boned in his shoulder were broken, the sound was accurate of it. Grandfather ran to Seth's side while my father attended to my mother, who was now growing hysterical.
They were now heading toward the house so Aunt Rosalie walked out the side door and circled around the house to greet Jacob.
He held open his arms for me and i willingly went to him, my hand finding his cheek.
"Don't worry, Nessie. I'm okay, so is Seth. Don't worry about it." reassured Jake.
"I'm going to make Nessie's bottle, be back in a minute." She said before dissappearing into the house.
I thought about when Momma was yelling at Jake and asked what imprinting ment. Jacob didn't look uncomfortable but he seemed like he didn't know how to tell me. Lucky for him Aunt Rose was back and we started to walk toward the front stairs of the house.
Aunt Rose held out her hands for me but when I reached for her, I didn't go anywhere.
"Mutt, give her to me." said Aunt Rose with a sneer.
"I'm going to feed her. You did it last time, anyways." replied Jacob.
I blocked out their argument and was finally fed. Grandfather was treating Seth inside the house and Momma was trying to say how sorry she was for attacking him. Of course when Seth said it was fine, she still went on. It was so like my mother to not listen, even when she was apologizing.
Soon enough, Grandfather dissappeared up the stairs and Aunt Rose checked the time. She took me into her arms, without complaint from Jacob, and walked into the house.
"Must be six." said my father who was seated next to my mother on the new sofa next to Seth.
"So?" asked my mother confused.
"Time to measure Ness-er, Renesmee." said Grandfather coming down the stairs with the usual scale and tape measure.
"Oh, you do this everyday?" Mother asked.
"Four times a day." Grandfather corrected. Yup... 9am, 12pm, 3pm, and 6pm.
"Four times? Everyday? Why?" asked my mother as she looked to my father than back at me.
"She's still growing quickly," my father murmured in a rather sad voice. Momma's gaze locked on me then as if she realized something, her eyes got wide.
When Grandfather was ready, I stretched in Aunt Rosalie's arms holding as still as my half vampire body would let me. He measured my head and the length of my body, and when he was done Aunt Rose lifted me back upright in her arms.
"What do we do?" asked my mother in a horror filled voice.
"I don't know." Father answered.
"It's slowing," replied Jacob with a hard voice. I look at him and his arms were crossed tightly over his chest. I smile a tiny smile and I saw his relax the tiniest bit.
"We'll need several more days of measurements to track the trend, Jacob. I can't make any promises." said my father from the sofa.
"Yesterday, she grew two inches. Today, it's less."
"By a thirty-second of an inch, if my measurements are perfect." said my Grandfather.
"Be perfect, Doc." pressed Jacob.
"You know I'll do my best."
"Guess thats all I can ask." Jacob replied with a sigh.
While they were going on and on about me and my growth, I became restless. I started to shift my weight and looked around the room more. I wanted my mother, but I didn't want the entire family to be on their guard. Finally, deciding that my father was going to know anyway, I twisted back and placed my hand on Aunt Rosalie's cheek. She only sighed in return.
"What does she want?" asked Jacob.
"Bella, of course." She answered then turned to my mother. "How are you?"
"Worried," Momma blurted without thinking.
"We all are. But that's not what I meant." a small smile played on her face.
"I'm in control,"
Aunt Rose walked over and offered me to my mother, who took me without hesitation. We reached for each other at the same moment and I smiled. Momma's arms felt diffrent than all my other family or even Jacob's. They felt soft in a way that none of the others had. They felt right like the others felt like imposters.
I placed my hand on Momma's cheek and showed her the scene that had took place about an hour ago. I saw her stalking Jacob and then I saw her pounce, going for Jacob's throat and Seth jumping in the way. I showed her how happy I was that Seth had jumped in the way. Jacob was mine.
"Oh, wonderful," Momma groaned. "Perfect."
"It's just becuase he tastes better than the rest of us." My father's voice was soothing but annoyed. I knew he tolerated Jake, but Momma was Jake's friend, too.
"I told you she likes me, too."Jacob teased.
Jacob had Momma's attention, so I patted my mother's face so her attention would turn back to me. I started with Aunt Rosalie pulling the brush through my hair for the first time- and how I thought it felt nice. Then, how I had to stretch and hold very still, I thought it was pointless.
"It looks like she's going to give you a rundown of everything you missed." said my Father, but I knew it was for Jacob's benifet.
I then showed her the very first feeling I had when I was away, thirst. I showed her the smell, the feeling, the tastes, but then before I was finished, I was taken out of Momma's arms by my father, and Momma had her hands bound by Uncle Jasper.
Why did you do that?
"What did I do?" Momma asked at the same moment.
"But she was remembering being thirsty. She was remembering the tastes of human blood." My father's expression was confused.
My father laughed. "And nothing at all it seems. The over reaction was mine this time. Jasper, let her go."
As soon as her hands were free, Momma reached out for me and I went to her willingly. Daddy had no hesitation but I knew something was off about Uncle Jasper. "I can't understand. I can't bear this." then he stormed out the door.
My hand went to my mother's face to replay the scene, wondering what was wrong.
"He'll be back. He just needs a moment alone to readjust his prospective on life." said Daddy on the edge of laughter.
"Is he mad at me?" asked my mother.
"No," Daddy's eyes widend in surprise. "Why would he be?"
"What's the matter with him, then?"
"He's upset with himself, not you, Bella. He's worrying about... self-fulfilling prophecy, I suppose you could say."
"How so?" asked my grandfather.
I didn't have to work hard to tune out their discussion, I turned my full attention on telling Momma about the three days she had missed. I showed her Grandmother and how she bathed me, and how I was worried about going outside because of Leah. I showed her the song Daddy plays for me and the tiny fashion shows.
In between memories, I studied my mother. Her hair as soft as silk and her eyes, warm and non threatening. I thought about how happy I was now that she was awake and how I would never let her out of my sight.
I thought of the days until the ran together, and soon find my mother's and Jacob's faces floating in the back of my mind...
I awoke in Aunt Rosalie's arms and the first thing I thought was the image of Momma before I fell asleep. Where was she? Did she go back to sleep, too? I asked Aunt Rose and she just rolled her eyes.
"Renesmee's awake and demanding Bella." announced my Aunt.
"You better get good and comfortable, it could be awhile." replied Uncle Emmett wagging his eyebrows at Aunt Rose.
"Emmett," she sighed.
"What?" he laughed.
"She's just a baby. Shut up." she snapped.
Grandmother came into the room holding a tray of loose mettle. She placed it on the floor and Aunt Rose sat me next to it. I pick up a spoon, as Aunt Rose called it, and look around.
"Here, like this, Nessie," said Uncle Emmett as he sat on the floor next to me and began bending the scraps. I tried and managed to bend a fork in half. I smiled and my family clapped as they watched from the sofa and chairs around.
I then noticed Jacob was gone and I wondered where he had went. Uncle Emmett builds a tower but I thought it looked weird. He looked at me with a fake shocked expression while I looked out the glass window wall. Momma was coming.
I chucked the spoon across the room and pointed toward Momma as she came through the door scooping me into her arms and smiling. Momma studies me and seemed relieved at what she saw. I patted my mother's cheek and saw her wince.
"How long has she been up?" asked my mother as my father, seeing what I wanted, heads to the kitchen.
"Just a few minutes. We would have called you soon. She's been asking for you-demanding might be a better description. Esme sacrificed her second best silver service to keep the little monster entertained." Aunt Rose paused to smile at me. "We didn't want to... er, bother you."
Momma looked at me while the others silently laughed. "We'll get your room set up right away. You'll like the cottage. It's magic." she said then looked up to Grandmother as she pressed me to her chest. "Thank you, Esme. So much. It's absolutly perfect."
"So it's still standing?" Uncle Emmett laughed. "I would've thought you two had knocked it to rubble by now. What were you doing last night? Discussing the national debate?"
"Where're the wolves today?" asked momma as she glanced out the window.
"Jacob took off this morning pretty early. Seth followed him out." said my Aunt Rosalie.
"What was he so upset about?" asked my father as he returned to the room.
Momma quickly passed me to Aunt Rosalie. She leaned me back against her torso and left arm and then gave me my cup. "I don't know-or care. He was watching Nessie sleep, his mouth hanging open like the moron he is, and then he jumped to his feet without any kind of trigger-that I noticed, anyway- and streamed out. I was glad to be rid of him. The more he spends here, the less chance there is that we'll ever get the smell out."
"Rose," said Grandmother as she chided her.
"I suppose it doesn't matter. We won't be here that much longer." she sighed.
"I still say we should go straight to New Hampshire and get things set up. Bella's already registered at Dartmouth. Doesn't look like it will take her all that long to be able to handle school." He turned to my mother who stood with her hands over her chest by the TV. "I'm sure you'll ace all your classes... apparently there's nothing interesting for you to do at night besides study."
Aunt Rose laughed.
Daddy growled and the most of any fury showed on his face. He was more than raged-but it was my Aunt Alice who talked first.
"What is he doing? What is that dog doing that has erased my entire day? I can't see anything! No!" She practically yelled as she took in my mother's image. "Look at you! You need me to show you how to use your closet."
I though Momma looked more than stunning.
Daddy snarled. "He talked to Charlie. He thinks Charlie is following after him. Coming here, today."
Aunt Alice said a word that I knew Momma wouldn't approve of around me but I understood that she was stressed. Plus, no one seemed to notice anyway.
"He told Charlie?" Momma gasped as her arms fell to her sides. She looked stunned and more worried than she's ever been. "But... doesn't he understand? How could he do that? No!" Momma shouted.
Aunt Rosalie held me close to her as we all heard Jacob coming up the drive. Jacob walked into the house and seemed excited about what he had done. "Hey guys," He said grinning.
Everyone didn't so much as say a word, even I didn't reach for him, just in case.
Leah and Seth stood by the door but looked like they were going to dart any second. I wouldn't blame them, though, if they did.
"Rose," Momma said as she held out her hands in offering to take me. Wordlessly, I was passed over. Momma hugged me close to her chest pressing my head to her shoulder. I held very still, observing each and every face in the room.
"Charlie'll be here soon." said Jacob in the most casual way. "Just a heads-up. I assume Alice is getting you sunglasses or something?"
"You assume way too much. What. Have. You. Done?" My head was still pressed on my mother's shoulder as she held me up with only one arm, her other pushing back her hair.
"Blondie and Emmett woke me up this morning going on and on what you all moving cross country like I could let you leave. Charlie was the biggest issue there, right? Well, problem solved."
"Do you even realize what you've done? The danger you put him in?" My mother yelled.
"I didn't put him in danger. Except from you. But you've got some kind of supernatural self-control, right? Not as good as mind reading, if you ask me. Much less exciting." Jacob went on and even I felt a little dissapointed.
"That is just a theory, mongrel." My father said as he got up into Jacob's face. "You think we should test it out on Charlie? Did you consider the physical pain you're putting Bella through, even if she can resist? Or the emotional pain if she doesn't? I suppose what happens to Bella no longer concerns you!"
I looked up into my mother's eyes and gently put my hand on her cheek, I didn't ever want her to be in pain.
"Bella will be in pain?" asked Jake as the smile left his face.
"Like you've shoved a white-hot branding iron down her throat!" My father snapped.
"I didn't know that." Jacob whispered.
"Then perhaps you should have asked first." Daddy growled through his teeth.
"You would have stopped me." he argued.
"You should have been stopped-"
"This isn't about me," Momma interupted as she stepped forward and put a hand on my father's chest. "This is about Charlie, Jacob. How could you put him in danger this way? Do you realize that it's death or vampire life for him now, too?" her voice trembled.
"Relax, Bella. I didn't tell him anything you wern't planning to tell him."
"But he's coming here!"
"Yeah, that's the idea."
As they went on and on, i stayed as silent as the others, who were watching with worried eyes. But then Momma asked, "What did you tell him about Renesmee?"
"Oh yeah," said Jacob. "So I told him that you and Edward had inherited a new little mouth to feed. She's your orphaned ward-like Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson. I didn't think you would mind me lying. That's all part of the game,right? Charlie was way passed being shocked at this point, but he did ask if you were adopting her her. 'Like a daughter? Like I'm sort of a Grandfather?' were his exact words. I told him yes. 'Congrats, Grandps' and all of that. He even smiled a little."
"But she'd changing so fast." Momma whispered.
"I told him that she was more special than all of us put together." Jacob started to walk toward us. I reached out for him but Momma tugged me close to her, not wanting to give me to him. "I told him 'Trust me, you don't want to know about this. But if you can ignore all the strange parts, you're going to be amazed. She's the most wonderful person in the whole world.'. And then I told him that if he could deal with that, you all would stick around for awhile and he would have a chance to know her. But if that was too much for him, you would leave. He said as long as no one forced too much information on him, he'd deal."
"I'm not going to say thank you, you're still putting Charlie at a huge risk." said my mother but she was calm if not hopeful.
"I am sorry about hurting you. I didn't know it was like that. Bella, things are different with us now, but you'll always be my best friend and I'll always love you. But I'll love you the right way now. There's finally a balance. We both have people we can't live without. Still friends?"
Momma smiled as she shifted me to one arm so they could shake hands. "If I don't kill Charlie tonight, I'll consider forgiving you for this."
"When you don't kill Charlie tonight, you're going to owe me huge." Jacob smiled.
Momma rolled her eyes.
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