CHAPTER 8: IM STRONGER THEN WE KNEW

RENESMEE CULLEN

We sat in the living room of Rachels father- ex father to

be excact- for at least an hour.

I wasn't up in the gist of the discussion, I was zoned out on the

sofa, thinking. Wondering how it was that I met this girl this morning,
and now she was my sister. Technicly, if she new the whole story,
she'd be my aunt. But she didn't, and its the public story that counts.
Besides that I wondered how Esme and Carlisle had finalized the
adoption so quickly, I thought these things took days, weeks even.
Then I realized that I may not want to know, and forgot about the
whole thing. I looked at the time on my cell phone, it was eleven
fifteen at night. I sighed my eyes, heavy with exaustion. "Esme, its
eleven at night. I haven't done my homework, but I guess thats not
important. The fact that we have school tomorrow, that may be a little
more important then the homework..." I said, trailing off back into my
thoughts. Esme's voice brought me back to reality, for the moment. "I
understand, but tomorrow you and Rachel will stay home with me.
Your father and I have already discussed it, its been quite the night for
the two of you. But your brothers and sisters will go to school, and your
father to work. We'll bond, spend some girl time." She told me, and
then looked at her watch. "But I assume you are right, it is quite late."
She said to me, and then turned to the socail worker, "Would you mind
if we carried on with this at a more reasonable hour? The girls look like
their about to fall asleep." Rachel smiled at Esme, weakly.
"Absolutely." the woman replied, standing up. "Ill call you tomorrow at
say, five?" Esme nodded and the woman left. "Come on, lets go."
Carlisle said, smiling. He held the door for us, and Rachel and I got in
my car, Esme in the Volvo, and Carlisle in his. We followed Carlisle out,
with Esme behind us.

"What an eventful day, ey?" Rachel said, grinning at me. "Quite."

I replied, a smug smile on my face. I wondered if she would become a
vampire? I cringed away from the thought. No, no she wouldn't want
that. I don't even know if she'll find out. We pulled in the driveway
where Jasper and Alice were waiting. Alice opened Rachel's door, and
Jasper mine. I smiled at him, and heard Alice speaking to Rachel. "Im
so sorry about.. well you know.. But I am more then excited that you'll
be staying with us!" Alice's voice went from sorrow to one of
overwhelming joy. I smiled to myself as Jasper walked around to the
door where the girls were standing, his arm over my shoulder. We
walked inside, and Rose, Emmett, my mom and dad were all waiting,
smiling. I was looking for Jake, and my dad pointed to the couch, Jake
was out cold. I smiled back at my 'brothers' and my 'sisters'. "Welcome
home, Rachel, Renesmee." My father said, and Rachel smiled slightly.
"We're dead beat. Mind if we go to sleep?" I asked, almost pleaded. My
mom walked over to us. "Absolutely, now Rachel don't be afraid, but
Alice has already decked out a bedroom for you." She pretended to
cringe at the thought, and Rachel laughed lightly. "Thank you. So
much. I owe you everything." Rachel said, and my mom smiled again.
"You are welcome. And you don't owe us anything." she said, taking
Rachel in her arms. "Come on, lets go upstairs." Esme said, taking
Rachel up in her arms.

"Do you want to stay in Renesmee's room, or in your own? Its up to

you."

I haven't had a sleep over before. I hoped she would want to stay in my
room. Even if we would fall asleep instantly. Rachel looked at me, as if
to ask for concent. She wanted to be with me too. I smiled at her, and
Esme smiled at us.

"I guess that answer's my question." Esme laughed. Esme set Rachel
to her feet at the top of the stairs, and turned. "Ill be back to check on
you two in ten minutes." She told us, and walked back downstairs.
"Ahh, im so tired." I told Rachel as I walked, rather slow, down to the
end of the hall. "Me too." she agreed, and we walked into my bedroom,
and straight to the closet. Looks like Alice re-stocked it, though maybe
five outfits were missing? So typically Alice. Rachel followed me to the
large, over-sized, dresser where all my night-cloths are. "Pick anything,
there are two showers. You can take one tonight or in the morning,
whatever you perfer." I told her, picking up a pair of cotton pink
pajama pants and matching pink tank top. "Thank, a lot. You've been
nicer to me than anyone has in my entire life. It means the world and
more to me, Renesmee." I smiled, "I love you. Truly, I do." I told her as
she picked up the same outfit I did, but this one being purple. "We'll
match." I said, grinning at her, I held her hand, like a sister, and we
martched to the bathroom.

We we're now clean and dressed in bedroom atire, and still in the
bathroom.
"Im kinda hungry.." I started mumbling to Rachel.

She nodded, "Me too. And now im not really tired." She told me, and I
grinned at her. Its like we were nsync. I knew what she was thinking,
and she I. Ironic, what with my father being a mind-reader.

We skipped down the stairs, side-by-side where everyone was

up and alert as if there was some danger. Was there? No. "Oh,
goodness. Im so sorry, girls. I thought you were asleep." Esme said,
getting of the sofa. "No need to get up, we're a little hungry, is all." I
said, and smiled at the sleeping boy on the other sofa.

Rachel and I sat down at the table to eat a bowl of soup while the
family buzzed around-let me remind you its midnight-like it was the
middle of the day. "Im tired now. Ha ha." I said to Rachel and she
nodded. Again. Our minds were once again nsync. It was tottaly
bizzare, it boggled my mind to no end. No end! My father was nodding
at my thoughts, agreeing. 'Were not going to tell her, are we?' I
thought, and he shrugged. He didn't know. 'Does Carlisle think we
should?' I thought, and he nodded. Yes, of course Carlisle would feel as
though we should be honest with the girl, god forbid she's a witch. He
laughed, and I scowled. I sat there, not realizeing all the while I was
eating. Rachel fell asleep at the table, she looked peaceful for once. It
did pain me to see her body, covered in bruises. I sighed, and stood
up. "Ill get the bowls, just go." Rosalie said sweetly. "Thank you." I
whispered, cradleing Rachel in my arms as I ran-at human speed- up
the stairs. I lay her on one side of my bed, and I crawl into the other.

This is what it felt like to have a sister.

It felt great.

It was dark outside when I woke up. Couldn't be after five. I

looked to see that Rachel was still sleeping. That was good, I was glad.
I carefully, without jostleing her, crawled out of my bed. I stretched,
and yawned. I wasn't tired. At all. I walked slowly to the bathroom to
brush my hair out, I would need to get it cut. I was walking slowly
towards the sink when I smelt blood, and it was coming from my
bathroom. I walked over to the shower, and there I saw blood upon the
glass door. I gasped. I marched fast, and still quiet, out of the
bathoom, out of my room and down the stairs. Everyone was
assembled in the living room. "Does anyone have the faitest idea of
why theres blood on the wall of my shower?" I asked, my tone strained.
They all looked at me puzzeled. "Ill go take a look." Carlisle said, and
he walked up the stairs with me on his heels. We were quiet as we
walked through my bedroom, and when we entered the bathroom as
well. I showed Carlisle the blood, an awful lot if you'd ask me. "Thats
bizzare." He said to himself, and began to sniff the air quietly. He
followed a scent out to my room, and ended up near Rachel. There was
a large gash the length of her forearm. I gasped quietly. Carlisle urged
me back to the bathroom. Once we were in there he grasped me by
my shoulders and sat me on the round sofa by the television. "Stay."
he said firmly, and paced out the room, too fast for mortal eyes to
follow.

I didn't know where he was going, but I didn't worry long. He returned
seconds later with bleach in his hand. For the shower, I guessed. "Ill
need to speak with your friend. About her cut, I mean." He told me,
and I grimaced. "Technicly, shes your daughter." I told him, and he
laughed. "That isn't true. She is Edward and Bella's child. Aren't you
tired?" Carlisle replied as he began to clean the shower. I yawned,
"What? How? And, ugh. No. Not really." Carlisle finished scrubbing the
bathroom, and we sat down in the library to talk. He must have forgot
my inital question. I spoke again.

"What are we going to do, Carlisle?" I asked him in a seroious tone. He

looked at my, deep in thought.

"She is rightfuly set as Edward and Bella's. We must be honest with

her, don't you agree? Weather she wants this life or not, well thats
infinantly up to her." He told me, and I nodded as he spoke.

"I suppose you are right. My main question is when?" I said, my voice
shook as I spoke. Again, he stared at me, deep in thought.

"Soon, but not too soon. Of course I do want her to get settled in here,
then we'll gradualy tell her." My eyes went blank. How do you
'gradually' tell someone? Something like, 'Oh, Just so you know, were
all vampires. But don't worry, well show you gradually.' Yeah, that
would go over real well.

"Okay. When will we begin to 'gradually' tell her?" I asked,

emphisizeing the word gradually.

"Well, we all talked about it while the two of you were asleep. We all,
everyone agreed, actually, to just go about it the way we would
normally. Let her ask questions and then we'll explain it. Edward
insisted on adopting her as his and Bella's child, so that will make it
more difficult. But go on as calling your parents your parents, and your
aunts and uncles aunts and uncles, understand?" Carlisle said, and I
smiled.

"That is something I can do." I said sarcasticlly, he smiled warmly and

stood up. I mimiced him standing, and he walked over to hug me. I
returned the hug with so much force that, well, lets just say it wouldn't
be pretty for a human.

"I love you, Ness." He told me, and I pressed my face into his scarf.

"I love you too, Carlisle. More then you know." I replied, and I felt him
laugh silently. We left the library together, and there my family was all
in a mixture of actvities. Rose and Emmett weren't there. Alice was on
her computer, designing cloths for Rachel, or that was my guess. My
father was playing his piano, Esme was sewing and my mother was
talking to the recently-awake Jake. I guessed he didn't see me, yet,
becasue he was still laying back on the couch.

"Morning, Ness." Jasper said, coming out of no where. I smiled at him

and walked over to give him a hug.

"Morning, Jasper. How was your night?" I said, and he smiled. "It was
restless." We both laughed. Jake, now hearing me, came in my
direction with a goofy grin upon his face.

"Hello there." He said, taking me in his arms.

"Hi." I said, giggling like a school girl playing jax. He cradled me

backwards, hanging over me like the salsa dancers do. It was... Well, it
was great. He tilted his head forward, his lips close to my ear.

"I missed you, very much, Misses Cullen." he whispered in a pursuasive

tone. I giggled again, but I stopped abruptly as he presssed his warm,
welcomeing lips to mine. This was probably the best 'Good Morning' I
had ever gotten from him. I heard my father hiss, and I felt the sudden
urge to laugh. But laughing durring a kiss isn't always the greatst idea,
wouldn't you say so?

Jake had to end the kiss, but I wasn't ready. He tried to pull away, but I
was clinging to him. He laughed aloud, and I pressed my face into the
crook of his neck. He was so warm, so soft. I loved it. I loved him. We
walked back to where my family was, still together, yet disperesed.
"We're all going to go hunt. Can you mind yourselves for two hours?"
My mother asked, and I smiled. "Yes, momma. We can handle it." I
said, she kissed the top of my head, and my father after her. They then
intertwined hands and my whole family-excluding Jake and Rachel-
we're no longer in the house.

"I have to shower, I must smell discusting." Jacob mumbled softly in my

ear, twirling a stand of my hair with his index finger. That gave me an
idea, and my father wasn't here....

"Okay. Shower, right." I said, trying to keep my devious plan in my

head until I knew we were safe from my father, he would be far, far
away; in about two minutes he couldn't hear my thoughts, or Jake's for
that matter.

"What are you thinking?" I asked him, and he shook his head, as if he
was trying to dislodge an image in his mind. I got hopeful that we were
both on the same page.

"Uhh..." He began, not wanting to say anything at all.

I pressed myself agianst him and looked into his eyes, "You can tell me
anything, Jake. Anything." I was practically preying that he and I were
on the same page. Before my family returned. He didn't speak.

"What?" I asked him, almost offended. He was sweating bullets, and

his eyes looked.. dazed.

"I was uh, thinking about.. you." He said, his tone clearly embaressed. I
sighed internally, and thanked my lucky stars he was where I was.

I grabbed his hand and drug him up the stairs, down the hall,
around the cornner, into his room, and to his bathroom. He seemed
just as eager as I was. We didn't rush, too much. I undressed slowly,
taking one thing off at a time. Jake was, as usual, only wearing his
shorts. He went to the shower and turned the water on, letting it warm
up. I put my cloths in a pile and went to his side, stood on my tip-toes,
and pressed my lips to his for a moment. He wrapped his arms around
my waist, and picked me up and went into the shower. To say the
least, this was new. It wasn't us, but it would be us.

We messed around like four year olds at the beach, spewing

water out of our mouths and splashing one and other with water. He
washed my hair, which was a definite first. It was funny, he was trying
to get the shampoo to come out of it, but he couldn't. I was laughing
hysterically as he made his attempts, but it wasn't getting him
anywhere. And I mean anywhere.

That was the part that came last, the begining was so sensual
that I felt criminal. I didn't want it to end. It was something we would
have much trouble keeping out of our minds, and I know once my
father found out, well, it wouldn't end well.

We spent maybe an hour in the shower, oh hey that rhymes.

Okay, yes. An hour, and we then got out and he got dressed, followed
me to my closet so that I could get dressed and we then went
downstairs for breakfast; thats where we were found when my family
returned ten minutes before it was time for them to leave for school
and work. "Hello." I said to them as I walked into the kitchen to rinse
my plate, aswell as Jake's, off. They all gave half-hello's, and rushed to
their rooms to change cloths and grab their bags to get off to school,
they were down to seven minutes. "Im going to miss you at school
today." Jake told me, frowning.

I gave him a half-smile "At least you get to drive your car today,
mister hot-shot." He laughed at me, gave me a quick kiss, and went to
get hs bag. I hugged each member of my family before they left to go
to school. They wern't too happy about going, but they didn't seem to
complian. Too much.

Once they left, including Carlisle, Esme wanted me to go to my

room and do my homework, as well as wait for Rachel to wake up. She
planned on cleaning the house, and was showing total aversion to the
request of myself assisting her. Nope, I had to do my English paper,
which believe me I was excitied, and my Creative Writing work.
Nothing else, my two favorite classes and loads of homework in each. I
didn't think it could be any better then this, and I didn't have sarcasm
in that thought.

I didn't really mind that Rachel slept until nine. I was glad she
did, this was the new begining for her. She could sleep sound and know
that nobody would hurt her. I felt like I wasn't ever going to let her go. I
loved her more and more every minute. She was going to be my best
friend and everyone knew it. Alice even knew it, she was planning on
knocking a whole wall down so our rooms were conected!

Esme was happier then I was. Its like she was on this high that
wasn't going to go away. It made me that much more happier to see
my grandmother happy. I smiled to myself as I watched her walk into
my bedroom. I sat my laptop down and stood up to stretch.

"Hows your homework going?" Esme whispered to me and smiled.

I smiled back and eyed my laptop, "Ive got three papers done. Two
more to go." I said, and walked over to where she was standing.

"What do you want to do today?"

I thought, "Maybe we could have a girls day?" I laughed quietly, and

Esme nodded.

"Makeovers and what not?" She said, ang laughed as well. I nodded,
"Great. When Rachel wakes up let her take a shower, get dressed and
I'll make you two breakfast, though I doubt your hungry." Esme said as
she put her arm around me. I smiled.

"Yeah, she'll be up soon. I think, I'm only guessing. And I am a little

hungry." I replied, putting my arm around Esme to hug her. "Thank
you." I whispered in her ear. She hugged me tighter as if to say 'You're
welcome' and she then walked out of the room, graceful as ever.
Seconds later Rachel sat up in the bed and smiled widely at me.
"Morning, sleepy head." I told her grinning.

"Wow. I thought that I had the best dream ever last night, but here you
are one-hundred percent real." We both laughed. "What time is it
anyway?"

I looked at the clock on the wall, "Its nine in the morning." I said,
turning on the floor lamp by my desk.

Her face went blank, "Woah. I didn't mean to sleep that late. You
should have woken me up."

I rolled my eyes playfully, "Nope, you deserved a peaceful night of

sleep, you could go back to bed if you wanted. Esme and I wouldn't
mind. As long as you're happy." She too, rolled her eyes back at me.

"Nope. Im going to take a shower, if thats alright?" She asked. I

laughed aloud.

"You don't have to ask. You could invite your friends over, and no one
would mind. You could run around naked, and no one would mind.
Except my father and Jasper..." We both laughed.

"Alright, I get it. Don't ask, just do. Am I right?" She questioned, and we
both laughed again.

"Precicely." I told her as she trotted off towards the bathroom.

While Rachel was in the shower I began to plan out the possible
makeoveover. Right now she has long pale brown hair that goes to her
waist, like mine does, but its damaged. I don't think she could afford
anything to get it done, and surely her father was a total helper on
that.. yeah right. She didn't own any make-up, and I didn't know if
she'd ever had a manicure or a pedicure. I would make damn sure she
did, by the end of the day. I planned the whole nine-yards, the nails,
the hair, the makeup and a shopping trip. It was still up to Rachel, of
course. She probably would show aversion to our spending money on
her, and if that was her only tiff, well I would over rule her.

I was caught off gaurd-there's a first- when Rachel got out of the
shower. Her large gash was re-opened. I was having quite the hard
time controlling myself, but I kept chanting 'Shes your sister. She is
your sister.' Over and over in my head.

"Rachel, What the hell happened to your arm? I woke up and the
shower was covered in your blood." I said to her, working to keep my
tone steady.

"Oh, that.. I fell last night." She said, and I believed her.

"Come on, lets go to Carlisle's office. Ill fix it up for you." She nodded
sheepishly, her arm wrapped in a towel, blood on the pajama's she was
still wearing. We walked out the hall and I shouted downstairs to Esme.
"Esme! Rachel cut her arm, don't come upstairs. I know you get faint.
Im going to take her to Carlisle's office to bandage it. Ill be fine, don't
worry." I towed Rachel down the hall into Carlisle's office and I was
thouroughly supprised at how easy it was to not kill Rachel, or even
want to. Maybe I would be some super vampire/ human like Carlisle.

"Don't you get faint at the sight and smell of blood too?" Rachel
asked me as we continued down the hall. I nodded.

"Everyone in the family does except of Jake and Carlisle. I don't mind it
as much as my family, though." That wasn't a lie, Carlisle was perfectly
fine. Jake wasn't a vampire so he was alright, but the rest of them..
Well they didn't need to take any chances. Me, I was half human, so it
wasn't much of a thing for me. I had Rachel sit on the side of Carlisle's
desk as I got his medical bag to fix Rachel's arm.

"What are you going to do? To my arm I mean." Rachel asked, eyeing
the thread and neddle in my hand. Carlisle had taught me a lot about
medicine, so I was perfectly capable to sew her cut.

"Im going to sew your cut up so it doesn't re-open again. Don't worry,
Carlisle has taught me everything he knows." I told her, fibbing a bit on
the last part. "But i'll numb your arm first, if you'd like." I continued,
and she nodded. I picked up the freeze spary Carlisle had, it numbed
your skin for ten seconds so that you could insert the needle to numb it
for longer. "Don't move, okay? I don't want this to be painful. Im just
going to spray your arm with this," I waved the can so she could see,
"So that I can numb you with this." I showed her the needle, and she
nodded. I sprayed the spot where I would insert the needle, and then
injected the needel.

"Wow, that didn't hurt." Rachel told me, relieved, I guessed. I smiled at
her and began cleaning her cut. She said that didn't hurt either. I made
sure to burn everything I touched her arm with, just like Carlisle does.
When I sewed her arm up she wasn't paying attentioin, she was telling
me about her mother. I guessed that iti didn't hurt. I was proud of
myself that I had sewn up a eight inch gash without looseing my cool,
or my hand placement. When I wrapped Rachel's arm up in the cotton
so she didn't have to see it, she smiled and hugged me. I felt great.
"Now, let me go bleach the shower and we'll go downstairs, okay?" I
said as I put Carlisle's bag back. Rachel hopped off the desk, "Sure.
You're a really good doctor. Do you want to become a doctor one day?"
Rachel asked, and I smiled as I held the door open for her. "Maybe. I
just want to be sure that I am one-hundred and ten percent sure I
won't freak out when I smell or see blood." I told her, and she nodded
thoughtfuly as we walked down the hall, back to my room. "Well you
didn't freak out when you were sewing my arm up?" she questioned,
and I laughed. "I was kinda sorta holding my breath." she laughed as I
said this.

While I was cleaning the shower, Esme came upstairs to check on

us. "Oh dear! Rachel, sweetie, what happened to your arm?" Esme said
when she saw her bandaged forearm. I smiled to myself, satisfied once
again with myself.

"Well, last night I fell and er, my arm got cut. But everyone was
sleeping so I just wrapped it in a towel and went back to bed. Then
when I went to take a shower this morning, the cut re-opened. I came
out here with it wrapped in a towel, and Renesmee sort of freaked."
Rachel began, grinning at me. Esme's face was locked in horror. I knew
why. "But then she told me that we needed to get this fixed because
everyone freaks out at the sight or smell of blood, Except Jake and
Carlisle. Sooo she cleaned my cut and sew it up." Rachel told Esme,
smiling the whole time.

Esme looked at me, and I smiled. "You're telling me Renesmee

numbed your arm, cleaned your cut and sew it up without fainting?"
she questioned Rachel's sanity. I knew what she meant by 'fainting'
and I nodded.

"Yep. I think she'll be a great doctor one day. It didn't even hurt."
Rachel told Esme triuphantly. I grinned at them, Esme was still
shocked that I didn't kill the girl.

"Wow. Good job." Esme whispered to me, too quiet for Rachel to hear.
"Im so proud of you, Ness. I can't wait to tell Carlisle. I think we're
going to go see him, I want to show him." Esme continued, Rachel
didn't know she was talking. I nodded, "After breakfast?" I whispered,
and she nodded.
"Breakfast time?" Esme asked looking at Rachel.

"Sure." She said, looking at me.

"Go ahead, I'll be down in a few." I told them, and she shrugged.
Rachel walked out the door, and Esme turned to me.

"You have no idea how proud I am of you, I can't believe you did that. I
was trying to stay downstairs, I didn't know how you would hold up.
But I have all the faith in the world instilled in you. We'll be
downstairs." Esme told me, and I felt like I was on top of the world. It
was great to have someone so proud of you, and once everyone else
caught the riff of what I did there wasn't a doubt in my mind how
shocked they would be. I smiled to myself as I put the lid on the bleach
and walked downstairs.

I ran too fast down the stairs until I was on the second floor, then I
slowed to a jog. I walked into the kitchen with the bleach in my hand,
planning to put in under the kitchen cabnit when I smelt something
delicious. Cinomin rolls. "Om nom nommmm." I mumbled to myself as I
walked through the door. Esme was laughing at me. "Om nom nom?"
she said, questioning my mind. I smiled. "Cinomin buns." I told her,
sticking my tounge out. She smiled, and Rachel laughed. "After we eat,
you two get dressed and we're going to visit Carlisle at the hostpital,
okay?" We both nodded as Esme turned to the oven to retrieve the
cinomon buns. I sat next to Rachel at the breakfast bar, and nudged
her. She stuck her tounge out at me, and we both laughed. "Love you."
I told her, and it was true. "Love you too." She said, still laughing. Esme
turned to look at us, and we both started laughing hysterically. "What
is wrong with you two.." Esme said, laughing at us. Rachel layed her
head on my shoulder, and I layed mine on hers. Esme turned around,
and I thought she would cry. "I need to buy a camera..." Esme said
smiling at us. "Ill put that on my list of things to get Esme. I wish you
would say things you want and need out loud more." I told Esme, and
she scowled for a quick second and then began laughing.

Rachel and I both ate a cinimon bun and some milk. Esme
rushed us to change, we did. I knew she was still insanely proud of me
for not killing my new sister. I was proud of myself too. "Is it cold out?"
Rachel asked me as we were looking through my closet for something
to wear. I left the room quickly, went outside. Stood there for a second
and ran back to my room. "Nope." I said nonchelontly as I walked back
into the closet. She laughed at my nonchelontness. "Im going to go out
on a limb here and wear a dress." I told Rachel, pulling out a little sun-
dress. Rachel smiled, "I don't want to scare anyone, so I'm going to
wear these capri thingss," Rachel wiggled the shorts at me and I
laughed, "and a tank top with a cardigan." She announced as I pulled
my dress on. It was adorable! "That sounds well. Make sure its not too
tight though, the cardigan I mean. You know, your arm.." I told her,
and she nodded. "Its not." and from there we got dressed. "Just to ask,
after we visit Carlise you wouldn't mind a shopping trip? If you wait
Alice will over-load you." I said to Rachel laughing. "I have no aversion
to that." she said laughing with me.

After we got dressed we met Esme downstairs. She smiled at us and

walked to the garage. I saw Rachel trying to form a question, but all
the fancy cars in the garage made her speachless. Even if the Porsche,
M3 and Ferrari aswell as Carlisles Mercede and Jakes car wern't there,
we still seven cars in there. There was my Lambo, my father's
Vanquish, Emmett's Jeep and then there were the community cars. By
community I mean anyone in the family is free to drive them. There
was my fathers first Volvo, his Volvo SUV, and then we had two Range
Rovers. I laughed quietly as Rachel took all seven of the cars in. I
smiled in satisfaction as she blinked twice, I guessed she was making
sure they were still there. We got in one of the Range Rovers, Esme
driving, Rachel and I in the backseat. Esme was the most cautious
driver in the family, she never went above sixty, and today I guessed
she went by the rule of a mortal's in the car, lets not scare her, by
going fifty.

Carlisle was supprised to see us when we got to the hostpital, I

guessed Esme didn't call him. "What are you doing here?" Carlisle
joked with us as Esme walked in his office. "I wanted you to take a look
at someone." Esme said, and I figured Carlisle remembered Rachel's
cut. "Oh, yes. I forgot." Carlisle said. Esme motioned us to enter. "Hello
girls." Carlisle said warmly, and we both smiled. Rachel shrugged out
of the cardigan, and Carlisle's eyes widend as he saw it was already
taken care of. His eyes flashed to Esme, and Esme to me. He looked at
me and down at Rachel's arm. "Good thinking to wrap it, Ness." He
said, taking off the bandage. "Theres more." I told him, eager for him
to see. He cut off the bandage, and there in front of him was a well-
cleaned, well-stitched up gash on Rachel's arm. He looked up at me,
shocked. I smiled at him. "You did this, all on your own?" he said, his
voice wary. "Yes." I told him, my voice steady. He looked up at me, and
there was a new twinkle in his eyes. I smiled at him. But then I
wondered... Was he proud of me? I thought about that for a moment,
and then came to the conclusion. Yes. He was proud of me.

"Esme, why don't you take Rachel to the nurses station, tell them I said
to just re-wrap her arm. Please, and thank you." Carlisle said, Esme
smiled and took Rachel out to the nurse's station. Carlisle closed the
door behind them, and he slowly turned to me.
"You did that? All by yourself?" He said to me as I sat on the edge of
his desk.

"Yes." I told him, attempting to be casual about it though I wanted very

much to jump up and down and yell, 'I did it! I did it! I didn't kill her
either! I did it!' but like I said, casual.

"Was it dried blood when you did it?" He said, standing very still.

"No. The cut re-opened while she took a shower. She had it wrapped in
a towel." I told him, still attempting to be casual.

"And what did you do? What did Esme do?" He asked, and I knew he
wanted all the details. I smiled at him.

"Well, I told her that we needed to clean it up. She knew I had an
aversion to blood because of an incident at school. She also knew I had
mentioned Alice, Bella and Rose did. I told her the whole family,
excluding Jake and yourself, did as well. I shouted to Esme to tell her
not to come up, that she'd be faint. She didn't come up. I took her to
your office, numbed her arm, cleaned the cut and then I had sewn it
up, wrapped it and then bleached the shower. I assure you I put
everything I used back, though." I told him, and I watched his eyes
widen.

"That is incredible. I am so proud of you, Renesmee. So proud." Carlisle

said to me, walking over to embrace me. I smiled at him and returned
the embrace.

"You know, I think I want to be a doctor, just like you, Carlisle." I told
him, and he looked down at me, stunned. "I love helping people. It
makes me happy. So happy."

He was still stareing at me when Rachel and Esme returned, Rachel's

arm re-bandaged up. "Carlisle?" Esme said, but he was still stareing at
me with wide eyes. "What did you say?" Esme asked, wary.

I looked at her, "All I said was this. "You know, I think I want to be a
doctor, just like you, Carlisle. I love helping people. It makes me happy.
So happy." She was looking at me, now, just like Carlisle. Rachel was
looking at me, too, but not as they were. They both stared at me until
Carlisle finally spoke, five minutes later.

"Thats exactly what I had said. Exactly.." he trailed off, brushing his
finger across my cheek bone. I smiled at him, and looked at Esme, she
wasn't stareing as she was before.

"Esme, do you think we could go by school? I'd like to get my work so

that I can catch up." I asked, and Esme nodded.
"We'll go right now." She said to me, and walked over to give Carlisle a
quick kiss. "Amazing, isn't she?" she whispered in his ear, too low for
Rachel to hear.

"More then I would have ever immagened." He replied to her, his tone
hushed as her's was. "Good bye, girls. I shall see you when I return
home." Carlisle told us, "But I have a paitent that I must tend to." He
said, mussing mine and Rachel's hair with each of his hands as he
exited the room. We both giggled.

On the car ride to the school Esme said she would have to
change some things around on Rachel's emergncy card, so it was a
good thing we were going. When we got to school it was lunch period,
so I guessed that my father would hear Rachel, Esme or my thoughts
and come to the office. I was right. "Why're you here?" He asked as he
entered the office. I smiled, "I need to get my work, and so does
Rachel. Esme needs to fix some things on Rachel's emergncy card, and
we were at the hostpital so we thought now would be a good time to
visit." I told him, and he looked at Esme, then at Rachel's arm.

"You.. You fixed her arm?" he said, stunned. I nodded. "All by

yourself?" he asked. I nodded again. "Incredible, I wouldn't have had
an easy time doing that myself." he told me, and I smiled.

"Where is everyone else?" I questioned, and he looked out the door,

low and behold my whole family was walking into the office door. He
walked over them, to tell them what I had done, I guessed. I guessed
right. All the sudden I had six pairs of eyes staring at me in disbelief. I
smiled at them, and there eyes grew wider. Alice walked over to me.

"You're lying. I didn't see that." She said, and then stared off into
space. "Nevermind." she said, her tone hard. "I guess I was trying to
focus. I was dancing." she said, laughing. By now all my 'siblings' were
crowded around me.

"We're all proud of you." Jasper said in a sloemn tone. I smiled at him,
and he back at me.

"We have to get back to class, now. But you have no idea how proud of
you we all our." My mother said, hugging me. Before I knew it I had all
of their arms wrapped around me.

"Thank you." I said to them in a small voice. They all smiled as they
left, and I was stareing after them when I felt a light tap on my
shoulder. I spun around quickly, possibly too quick. I saw it was just a
girl from my Algebra class, but I couldn't remember her name. She
handed me my work, and I smiled at her. "Thank you." I said, she
nodded and paced qucikly away. Once Rachel and I recieved our work
and Esme was done changing around Rachel's info, we got back in the
Range Rover and headed for the mall.

We parked in the front of the mall by Dillards, and walked inside.

Of course everyone stared at me, that got annoying. But everyone in
my family tells me its because of my 'inhuman beauty.' I didn't care
what it was, I was under the impression it was rude to stare, correct
me if im wrong? All the while we were looking in the 'juniors' section,
Esme, Rachel and I. Rachel wouldn't let us go shopping just for her, so
she told us to get something. We rolled our eyes, but did as she said.

In the end, we went to every store in the entire mall that

appealed to us. Once we got back into the Range Rover, which the
back was full as well as one side of the seat Rachel and I were sitting
in, and the front seat, Rachel spoke. "I feel like, like a criminal. You
spent so much money on me.." Esme laughed and looked at the pile of
recipts. Counting, I guessed.

"Well, two, three, four..." Esme began. "Only ten thousand four
hundred and seventeen dollars." We both smiled at her, but she didn't
smile back.

Ut-oh, was my only thought. She began to hyperventaleate. I had a

feeling of what was coming, but I was hoping it wouldn't. I shot Esme a
meanigful glance, and she returned the same multitude of concern
back at me.

Rachel's mouth dropped. "No! You aren't serious! Nu-huh! No!" Her
sentance's began to make little sense. She was completely incoherent.