Seraph

Extra 7

Several months had passed. Their cousins had gone home with many photos to share with the others, and life turned fairly back to normal as it had been before the whole Bella ordeal. Only now did they have three new family members to join them in their day-to-day lives: Valerie, Renesmee, and Bella.

Carlisle closely monitored both children, partly out of concern for their well-being but primarily out of fascination. Renesmee's growth had finally stalled, and her appearance made her look, act, and speak as though she were about six or seven years of age. Though a bit more mature. Valerie, on the other hand, appeared to be a toddler about two or three years of age. According to Carlisle, Valerie's growth rate appeared to match Renesmee's, and he didn't suspect there to be much difference, which was a good thing.

This slightly disappointed the female couple, as they had taken a liking to dressing the baby up in the most adorable baby outfits. But it seemed they wouldn't get much time to do so. Alice reminded them that every age had cute clothing styles they could work with. They quickly agreed.

It was even more fun for the couple since the baby had changed a bit since birth. Her golden blond hair had darkened slightly, making her hair a dirty blond with natural loose curls, and the baby's coloring had darkened a bit as well. Not much darker since they constantly covered her in sunscreen, but close to Serafina's shade, only with a healthier glow. The coloring was unmistakably similar to her brunette mother. That, along with her green eyes, made her very similar to her brunette mother in Rosalie's opinion. But her features were more similar to those of her blond mother, according to Serafina. The two would fight constantly over who she looked more like.

It would infuriate Morgana, who reminded the two that the baby was made from half of each of them. She even tried to anger them by telling them that the baby would likely be more beautiful than the two, since she would likely inherit the best parts of both. This surprisingly earned agreement from the couple who insisted it was only natural for their child to be the most beautiful. Morgana stopped talking to them as much after that. Focusing more on the hybrid children that she had never known could exist.

One night, the female couple, needing a break, left the baby with their mother for the night while they stayed out. The other parents had done the same. That next morning, Esme had made the girls breakfast, and while Valerie clumsily fed herself. Esme couldn't help but smile as she watched. She had offered to help, but the child had refused, insisting she was a big girl and could do it herself. Not that the little girl couldn't, but she was so careful in trying not to get herself dirty that she took a bit longer than usual.

"Well, don't you two young ladies look lovely this morning," Carlisle commented as he entered the kitchen to get his paper before heading to the hospital.

"Thank you, Grandpa Carlisle," Renesmee said with a bright smile.

The response always brought the warmest feeling to Carlisle's cold heart. He quickly hid how happy he was behind his paper. He glanced at the youngest in their family, who seemed wholly concentrated on her food and couldn't help but chuckle. Of course, she hadn't answered. She was focused on not getting dirty.

Her mothers had laid out Valerie's clothes for the morning. Esme had assisted the girl in getting dressed in a frilly white dress, with a broad red ribbon around her waist and a large red ribbon tied up her hair. Renesmee was dressed by her aunt Alice, who had put her in a navy skirt and a light blue top, with her hair down but with a cute headband keeping it out of her face.