Waiting: Twilight request
"Can I hold her?" I asked quietly. Rosalie glared up at me, looking like she wanted to rip my head off. Baby Renesmee was laughing in her arms, staring up at Jacob's smiling face. "Come one Rose, other people should be able to hold her other than you." I stuck my tongue out at her, and she reluctantly handed me the warm little baby.
I twisted my fingers through her curly hair. She looked up at me with big brown eyes, and her smile faded. She felt so warm in my arms, it felt wonderful. Renesmee lifted her small hand, and laid it on my cheek. She showed me a picture of Bella, bloody and torn apart. The smell of blood was overwhelming. Before I could do anything the image changed; it was Edward, smiling at her, kissing her on the cheek.
"Where are they?" She asked, but I only heard it in my head. The images faded, and then I was looking at her wondering face, her hand slowly slid off my cheek. Rosalie and Jacob were right next to me, anxious to know what she showed me probably.