Disclaimer: I DO NOT own the Twilight Saga or any of the characters. It belongs, and always will, to Stephenie Meyer.

SPOILER: If you have not read the last book in the Twilight Saga, Breaking Dawn, this will spoil it for you. This fanfiction takes place right after it. THIS IS YOUR WARNING!!

Summary: As the threat against her life and her families becomes a thing of the past, Bella must face new issues and choices. And as Renesmee grows her feelings for Jacob become much more confusing. Will she ever get her chance to be the semi normal person she wants to be? Will she be able to find love before it's too late and will Bella ever be able to let go and let her baby grow up?

Starlight

Chapter One

Bella

I wasn't asleep. I couldn't sleep, but my eyes were closed as my head lay on his hard chest, his arms around me. I knew it was early, much too early for the sound of rustling sheets that came from the room next to ours. I waited for the sound to soothe over, then opened my eyes.

"Good Morning," He whispered and I wondered if there would ever come a day that I would grow weary of his sweet, angelic voice. I knew I never would. I tilted my head back to look at him. His face glowed as streams of sunlight peered through the open glass doors that led into the small garden, adjacent to our bedroom. His face was another thing I could never get tired of and as many times as I had seen it after my rebirth, I still couldn't find a single flaw I had thought my human eyes had missed.

"Good Morning," I could see now that he had been deep in thought before I had finally decided to move.

"What?" I asked. He smiled. I knew why. I could hear the soft footsteps and the creak of a door opening across the hall.

I leaned up just in time to see our own door swing open. I smiled at the vision that stood before me. She had grown again. It had only been seven months since my life, and my families lives had been on the brink of extinction, and yet she, barely over a year old, had the body of a ten year old child. We realized a few weeks after the Volturi's visit that she had begun a rapid growth spurt just like the ones she had when she was still a little bump inside of me. In a matter of days, she looked months old. But just as her body grew so did her mind and she grew smarter by the seconds. I smiled at her and held up my arms, she was in them before I could blink.

"Morning Mommy, Daddy," I could feel Edward sit up next to me. He leaned forward, pressed his lips to her forward. She giggled, the sound in it-self was perfection. I wrinkled my face and waited. He seemed to pick up on my change in mood because he turned to me.

"Don't worry," he grinned, his white teeth shimmering in the sunbeams. "I didn't forget you."

He placed my face in between in hands, and leaned down. The pressure of his lips on mine, caused an electric current to shoot down my spine. Now my whole body seemed the tingle with the sensation. I knew I should have been use to it by now, but I also knew I never would be. It happened every time without fail. I felt a low heat rush through me and I knew if my heart still held a beat, it would have burst right out of my chest. I was glad that I had Renesmee in my lap, her skin and scent reminded me where I was. But somehow my body would not give up the feeling that it craved. My arms were around him, a hand in his hair before I had even realized what I had done. Edward pulled back when a low grunt came from deep in his throat and I knew he felt the same. He smiled at me and glanced at our child. I sighed, but smiled. I had hope. Night time would come, and when it did… I shook my head to clear my head.

"Later?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He gave me his slanted smiled, the one that use to cause my knees to weaken. Sometimes it still did.

"Later!" he stated with such enthusiasm that it shocked me. He jumped from the bed, and I was glad that he had returned to wearing pants. When, I wasn't quite sure. I turned back to Renesmee, who beamed up at me.

"Are we going to Grandpa and Grandma Cullen's now?" It was weird that she would ask. We always went there when she woke up. It was practically demanded by Rosalie and her wolfy guardian. I knew Edward had caught my confused expression because he answered my unasked question.

"She promised to make Jacob's breakfast today,"

My eyes never lefts hers as she nodded her head in agreement. A moment of sadness and jealousy crept over me as I also wanted to eat a breakfast that my daughter prepared. Maybe I would let her catch me an elk or something. She pressed her hand to my forehead. Her thoughts translated into pictures. She wanted to know if something was wrong. I shook my head and reinforced my answer with heart-full smile.

"Nothing sweetheart. How about you go get ready? You know your aunt Alice would kill us if you showed up in your night dress. Not that she would ever let you wear it again." I gave her a quick kiss on her cheek.

Edward smiled from across the room. Renesmee jumped from the bed and flew out of the room as I headed in a blur to the closet. We got dress quickly and headed downstairs. Renesmee hopped on her fathers back, as we ran through the woods towards the main house. She wasn't as fast as us, being half-human and all. As we entered the house, some of the family lingered about, participating in useless activities; nothing new. I noticed that Carlisle, Esme, Emmett and Rosalie were absent, probably out hunting. Renesmee headed to the kitchen at lightening speed as Edward and I moved into the living room. Alice glanced up from the computer and looked me over. Her face grim.

"I think I'm going to have to burn all your jeans." I laughed and took a seat, though I knew she was probably very serious.

I heard the low sound of paws outside the house and the sound of shifting bones. Jacob. The door swung open and he lingered in the door way. I could tell he was trying to adjust to our strong scent. I asked him once if it was easier to be around us. If we didn't smell as strong as before but he only replied asking if his scent was less strong to me. I knew the answer straight away. No. It was just as strong as the day I had first smelt him, really smelt him that is. He stepped in, his gaze on the kitchen.

"The answers "Yes", Jacob." Edward stated beside me, his eyes never shifting from the window.

"Should have known better than to think that she would forget." He grinned down at me, hands in his pants pocket. He wore no shirt or shoes, typical of him. Like my daughter he continued to grow, slower, but just as sure. I smiled back at him. I had finally talked myself into being okay with the fact that my best friend, my Jacob had imprinted on my daughter. I also relished on fact that it would be awhile until she grew enough for anything to actually occur, physically at least. It was that very thought that made it that much easier. Yes he would be part of our family, but only in the brotherly sense. I almost wanted to laugh at the irony. Renesmee must have sensed him because she came darting out of the kitchen and into his arms. Would she ever get too big do that? Most likely not.

Her hands flew around his neck and then to his face. He smiled and headed to the kitchen.

"It's not poison, is it?" he joked. "Did blondie teach you this?" I heard the hint of the joke and I knew that she understood. She was there after all, in one form or another.

I turned my attention back to the television that was constantly on, giving us something, anything to look at.

"Where's Jasper?" It wasn't more than a whisper, but of course Alice heard me.

"Right here," the voice came from the outsized archway into the family room. He moved to Alice's side.

"I believe the wolf is trying to burn down our house." It was a joke, because there was no hint of smoke in the air. Suddenly Alice stopped the rhythmic tapping of her fingers across the keyboard and turned to me.

"What?" I shot out of my seat, Edward seconds before me. "What did you see?"

"Your mother," she begin. Her eyes wide. "She's on her way." I stared at her in a blank stare for all of two seconds, long enough to expose my shock.

"What? Here? Now?" the questions rushed out of my mouth, a mind of there own. She nodded. Edward answered my next question.

"She wants to see you," he voiced. " And her grand child."

I was frozen. This could not be happening. Why did things always turn for the worst when they seemed to be going so well. I didn't mind so much if she would be coming to see me only, but Renesmee? I didn't worry about my eyes anymore. They had quickly turned a light gold color months ago. I let out a long breath. But she would defiantly notice a few things that weren't quite right about Renesmee. Like the fact that she was a year old , yet had the body of a ten years old child. And my mother was the prying type. Nothing like my father who had just excepted what we laid down in front of him. No, she'd want the truth and nothing but the truth. The very truth that could cost her, her life. I had not lied to her much, when she had first called asking about my health and why it was impossible to come see me. I told I was sick but was feeling better everyday, but she had been told that she was the grandmother to a bouncing baby girl. Charlie said I shouldn't keep that from her. The lie would have held up if she hadn't decide to spring upon us, no warning at all. How could a baby change to a ten year old in a matter of months. How could the daughter that she had known all her life, suddenly be different but the same all at once. These were question that I was sure she would ask, question's I could not answer.

My thoughts babbled on, as I waited for someone to move, speak, do anything. Edward was the first to break the silence.

"How much time?" No one answered. We could hear the sound of gravel under the wheels that turned down the road that led to us. We stayed motionless as the car pulled to a stop in the front drive, when Carlisle and the rest of the family blurred through the back door.

"We saw coming them up the road, and headed straight here." It was Carlisle who spoke.

"What does she want?" I knew it wasn't meant to be rude, we were just pressed for time, as the steps on the porch grew louder. Rosalie waited for my answer, but my breath caught in my throat as the knocks on the door sounded louder in my ears than they really were. Carlisle moved to the front entrance and swung it open. Edward had a hand on my shoulder gesturing for me to take a seat. I did. I also took a deep breath as I slipped my hands into Edwards. He held it tight.

I could heard voices at the door and recognized them as my parents. Good, Charlie had come.

"Hello Renee, Charlie." Carlisle's voice was calm and inviting.

"Hey Carlisle," my mother spoke. Carlisle invited them in and closed the door behind them. Esme, as if on cue, came forward.

"Charlie how are you?" My father nodded knowing the circumstances. It was more than likely that she had forced him to bring her at the last moment. That was why Alice hadn't seen it until he had decided to do it, did not see it till it was too late.

"Renee, It's been so long," My mother moved to the women and through her arms around her.

"I know. I had to invite my self." She laughed. Esme glanced at Carlisle and smiled shyly.

"Yes well there has been a lot going…" Renee interrupted her. So like my mother.

"Yes I heard," What she had heard was a complete mystery to me. Edward knew by now though. I looked at him and he gave me a reassuring grin. I couldn't tell if he only did so to ease my worry or if there really was nothing to worry about.

"But," she continued. "I'm here to see my daughter. I had to see for myself, that she was alright. Charlie told me she was but…" I stood and faced her. I cleared my throat as to get rid of my bell like tone.

"I'm fine mother, really. There was no reason to fly half way across the country…" I trailed off. I was speaking to a zombie. She stared at me with shocked eyes as her purse slipped from her shoulder. She took a step toward me. I couldn't tell if she did so voluntarily. She seemed to snap out of it, when the sound of a pan hit the floor, leaving a low hum in the air from the direction of the kitchen. Her hands cupped her mouth and she took another step.

"My God," Here it was. She had noticed I wasn't normal and the stream of questions were on there way. " Your father mentioned to me you looked different, he didn't mention you'd be gorgeous ." I iced over again, astonished. It was Edward that broke me free when he squeezed my hand in his. Renee moved toward me now.

"You surely fit in with the Cullen's quite well now. I don't know what there feeding you but…" she trailed off as she stopped in front of me. She glanced at Edward behind me. "Or maybe its just married life that has given you this glow." Edward grinned and I heard Emmett snicker in the corner and shot I a glare his way. That only made it worst. I wasn't quite sure of what to say so I just thanked her and asked her to sit. She said hello to everyone in the room, then turned back to me.

"So you were sick," I couldn't tell if it was a question or a statement.

"But you seem to have made a full recover, though." she added.

"I told you over the phone Mom, it was nothing to worry about," She nodded.

"I know, but how could I not?" A thought must have occurred to her because her face lit up.

"Where is she?" She looked around. " Where is Nessie?" I groaned. Not her too. Jacob was going to pay one way or another, in this life or the next for that nickname. My poor daughter was doomed to me referred to as a slimy sea creature for the rest of her life.

It was as if she had been waiting for the moment someone would call her name, because she came bouncing out of the kitchen and into the living room, Jacob on her heels. I stared at my mother as she took in the sight of our child, her one and only grandchild. Great, I thought. Some one else to spoil her. Like her father and Aunt's didn't do that enough. Not to mention my best wolf friend. She didn't seem too shocked because she rose, very slow from her seat, to go stand in front of Renesmee. She gaped at the young girl, who tilted her head slightly to the side, to stare at Renee with focused eyes.

"Grandma," I shot from my seat. That fact that she could tell who my mother was without have seen, heard or smelt her before boggled my mind. Edward's arms were already around my body.

I didn't need to see my mothers tears, to know that they were there. I could smell them from were I was.

"Nessie," This time the sound of her nick name didn't bother me as much. I knew that my mother had questions running in and out of her head, but yet she didn't seem to care. She fell forward, pulling her granddaughter into her arms. Renesmee hugged her back. I suddenly felt that a bond had been made, something that could never be broken.

A/N: Okay that was the first chapter of Starlight. I really spent along time working on this. I hope you like it. I plan to update at least every week as of right now, that may change once school starts at the end of this month. But I will continue until I'm satisfied. Look for chapter two next week.