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BamaFan121s · 10-12-2009, 01:02 PM

As we exited the dining area, I heard Renesmee’s laughter from the other room and heard Rosalie’s honey smooth voice doting her with compliments. I smiled in contentment as I reflected on how lucky my daughter was to be so surrounded by people so wrapped up in her happiness. Rosalie was undoubtedly at the top of the list.

"Carlisle," Eleazar began, clapping his friend on the back, "as much as I enjoy my visits here with your family, I do have to return to Denali in just a few hours." He paused, turning to face the rest of us. "I have some time before I leave and need to hunt. Would anyone care to join me?"

"I will," Edward offered, releasing my hand. He glanced to me and I shook my head in one brief, approving nod. The bruise-like shadows under his eyes were darker than I’d seen in a long time.

"Bella," Eleazar nodded in my direction, "it was good to see you again."

"You too Eleazar," I responded, returning his smile, "Please tell the rest of your family to visit soon." He inclined his head slightly and turned to say his farewells to the others.

Edward leaned down to give me a gentle kiss, cupping my chin in his hand. "I’ll be back in a few hours. It will probably be late, should I meet you back at the cottage?" His eyes burned into mine, leaving me speechless as they so often did. I wondered if I would ever get past his ability to affect me this way. I hoped not. All I could manage was to nod in agreement. At that, a wry mischievous smile spread across his face. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion, but he offered no explanation.

"Are you ready, Edward?" Eleazar had finished his good-byes and stood by the door awaiting his hunting partner for the night. Edward turned and they bounded out the door, almost instantly out of sight. Alice and Jasper had already retreated out the back door.

I turned and walked to the living room where I found Emmett sitting on the floor with Renesmee perched on his shoulders, giggling hysterically. Rosalie was perched on the edge of one of the larger, oversized white chairs opposite them tossing Cheerios one at a time trying to ring Renesmee’s mouth. I stood watching this game, which was apparently a favorite of theirs.

I marveled at the speed of her reflexes as she easily adjusted her position to catch most of them midair, steadying herself with fists full of Emmett’s hair as she leaned first to one side and then another. Occasionally, she would lose control and her laughter would ruin her concentration leaving her limp and gasping for breath. I watched as Rosalie lofted another small "O" in her direction and it hit her square on the nose, causing her to erupt into a fresh round of giggles.

Suddenly, I froze in realization. "Renesmee eats food!?" I gasped, astonished.

"Yes," Rosalie responded, turning to meet my shocked gaze, but never hesitating in their game. "For the most part," she continued in explanation, "she only hunts now about once a month. Didn’t Carlisle tell you?" She asked, slightly her brow slightly as she inclined her head to the side.

"No…" I stammered, "He didn’t." This was very good news, as far as I was concerned. Why then did it upset me so? How much of her life had I missed out on while I’d been gone? I looked at her now and couldn’t deny the differences in her appearance. She was taller and leaner than she’d been before we’d left for Hanover. Her brown hair hung in curls down to her waist, her face had lost a lot of its roundness. She looked every bit like a child of 6 or 7 years of age.

Lost in thought, I did not hear Carlisle as he entered the room. "It’s a fairly new development," his kind voice explained from behind, "something that I had not yet had time to discuss with you and Edward." His voice was smooth and reassuring. I didn’t respond. My eyes stayed focused on her face as she stifled a yawn, still perched atop Emmett’s broad shoulders. I smiled in spite of myself. "If you and Edward will both be here in the morning, I could update you on her progress....?" He trailed off, waiting for my response.

"Yes, of course." I tore my eyes from her to look at Carlisle’s face. He smiled reassuringly and my worries were eased before they’d really had time to surface.

"I suppose Fido will be back by then," Rosalie interjected, her voice dripping with disgust.

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BamaFan121s Donating YT 10K Club Member Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Alabama Posts: 11,432	Chapter 3 - An Invitation As we exited the dining area, I heard Renesmee’s laughter from the other room and heard Rosalie’s honey smooth voice doting her with compliments. I smiled in contentment as I reflected on how lucky my daughter was to be so surrounded by people so wrapped up in her happiness. Rosalie was undoubtedly at the top of the list. "Carlisle," Eleazar began, clapping his friend on the back, "as much as I enjoy my visits here with your family, I do have to return to Denali in just a few hours." He paused, turning to face the rest of us. "I have some time before I leave and need to hunt. Would anyone care to join me?" "I will," Edward offered, releasing my hand. He glanced to me and I shook my head in one brief, approving nod. The bruise-like shadows under his eyes were darker than I’d seen in a long time. "Bella," Eleazar nodded in my direction, "it was good to see you again." "You too Eleazar," I responded, returning his smile, "Please tell the rest of your family to visit soon." He inclined his head slightly and turned to say his farewells to the others. Edward leaned down to give me a gentle kiss, cupping my chin in his hand. "I’ll be back in a few hours. It will probably be late, should I meet you back at the cottage?" His eyes burned into mine, leaving me speechless as they so often did. I wondered if I would ever get past his ability to affect me this way. I hoped not. All I could manage was to nod in agreement. At that, a wry mischievous smile spread across his face. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion, but he offered no explanation. "Are you ready, Edward?" Eleazar had finished his good-byes and stood by the door awaiting his hunting partner for the night. Edward turned and they bounded out the door, almost instantly out of sight. Alice and Jasper had already retreated out the back door. I turned and walked to the living room where I found Emmett sitting on the floor with Renesmee perched on his shoulders, giggling hysterically. Rosalie was perched on the edge of one of the larger, oversized white chairs opposite them tossing Cheerios one at a time trying to ring Renesmee’s mouth. I stood watching this game, which was apparently a favorite of theirs. I marveled at the speed of her reflexes as she easily adjusted her position to catch most of them midair, steadying herself with fists full of Emmett’s hair as she leaned first to one side and then another. Occasionally, she would lose control and her laughter would ruin her concentration leaving her limp and gasping for breath. I watched as Rosalie lofted another small "O" in her direction and it hit her square on the nose, causing her to erupt into a fresh round of giggles. Suddenly, I froze in realization. "Renesmee eats food!?" I gasped, astonished. "Yes," Rosalie responded, turning to meet my shocked gaze, but never hesitating in their game. "For the most part," she continued in explanation, "she only hunts now about once a month. Didn’t Carlisle tell you?" She asked, slightly her brow slightly as she inclined her head to the side. "No…" I stammered, "He didn’t." This was very good news, as far as I was concerned. Why then did it upset me so? How much of her life had I missed out on while I’d been gone? I looked at her now and couldn’t deny the differences in her appearance. She was taller and leaner than she’d been before we’d left for Hanover. Her brown hair hung in curls down to her waist, her face had lost a lot of its roundness. She looked every bit like a child of 6 or 7 years of age. Lost in thought, I did not hear Carlisle as he entered the room. "It’s a fairly new development," his kind voice explained from behind, "something that I had not yet had time to discuss with you and Edward." His voice was smooth and reassuring. I didn’t respond. My eyes stayed focused on her face as she stifled a yawn, still perched atop Emmett’s broad shoulders. I smiled in spite of myself. "If you and Edward will both be here in the morning, I could update you on her progress....?" He trailed off, waiting for my response. "Yes, of course." I tore my eyes from her to look at Carlisle’s face. He smiled reassuringly and my worries were eased before they’d really had time to surface. "I suppose Fido will be back by then," Rosalie interjected, her voice dripping with disgust.