EPOV

On the morning of my…I don't know… 117th birthday, Bella sent Renesmee out with Jacob to have breakfast so that we could have some time like we always did. Ever since Bella became a vampire, she insisted on some crazy things. Some of those being useless holidays and birthdays. We sat there for a long while like we do every morning when Bella finally broke the silence.

"Happy birthday darling." She said leaning over to kiss me. I held her for who knows how long when Jacob and Renesmee's entered my head. At first I just took it as a warning that they were close, but soon after something Jacob thought caught my eye; marriage. I must have cringed because Bella sat up.

"What is the matter?" she asked.

" One second." I said, putting a finger to my lips to shush her protests.

I really want to marry my angel, but she doesn't even know about my past relationship with her family, and I do not want her to. She may not like it and in turn might not like me. He was really getting on my nerves.

Shoot! Edward. Dang. Are you there? I am coming in, so get ready. I jumped out of bead and told Bella to get ready for Jacob and Renesmee in a few minutes. We ran to the closet her gracefully leaping over books and other things that were scattered across the floor.

"Honey, what the heck is going on? Tell me right now. This is all ruining my plans for your birthday I hope you know." She said sliding on my favorite of her dresses.

"I know, but this is an emergency. When Jacob's thoughts entered my mind, like usual he forgot I could here them. Usually he thinks harmless thoughts, but this time…" I didn't know how to tell her. Of course we had talked about it privately before, but we never finished the conversations saying that it was too early to even think about that. This is what happens when you procrastinate.

"What, Edward. What did he say?" She looked at me questioningly

"He was talking about marrying Nessie." I looked at her waiting for the explosion I always pictured her to have when this topic finally came up. Instead, she took a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" she whispered.

"Yes, but he is hesitant because she doesn't know about all the stuff that happened before she was born, and he still doesn't want her to know." Still expecting an explosion, I walked over to her and put my arms around her waist. Once again she surprised me by saying,

"Edward, we knew this was going to happen. We are her parents and we are going to tell her the truth today whether he wants us to or not." What did she mean by all of this?

" Bella, love, I am not very sure I understand what you are trying to say." Not long after this, a knock came at our bedroom door.

"Mom, Dad, it's us! Come on out, I have something!" Renesmee sounded so cheerful. She was oblivious to what was going on. She was trying really hard not to think about it, but poor Renesmee was so excited, I could still read her thoughts. It's not as if I couldn't have guessed anyway. Since she was little she has been getting me the same thing; my favorite flowers from Bella's favorite meadow and mine.

" Coming!" we both yelled.

"I'm saying that I am fine with them getting married, but you are the father so it is up to you. Before we bring it up, I would like to know how you feel about it though." Wow, honestly, I was expecting her to say the opposite.

"I intend on bringing it up today Bella. It is fine with me as well, so here is the plan," we were whispering while we were cleaning up in the mirrors.

"Renesmee is going to give me the flowers, then we are to sit down at the kitchen table and say that we have something very important to talk about." This was really just improvising.

"Oh, Edward. What if Jake gets mad? I wanted all of us Cullens and Jake to go on a picnic in our meadow."

"Bella, just go along with it, please!"

"C'mon! Please get out here! I don't have all day." Renesmee was right outside the door, and very impatient.

"Renesmee, please do not speak to us like that." I said as I opened the door and walked with Bella into the family room.

"Here Daddy!!!" Renesmee gave me her present, and like always they were even more beautiful than the ones she gave me the year before. After thanking my little girl, I cleared my throat,

"Could you all follow me to the kitchen?" I don't know if Jake was acting weird before, but he certainly tensed at this point. Bella rubbed his back and Renesmee skipped to the table and sat down. Bella poured us our drinks; three ice cold cups of deer blood and one of her famous lemonade.

"Mom, what's going on?" Renesmee asked, looking at her, then me and finally Jake.

"Um, we have something very important we need to talk about." That's my Bella. She always has to sugar coat things.