Renesmee: The Girl You Remember.

Chapter 3: With Love

With Love

When I opened the door to the bathroom, a small cloud of steam rolled out of the bathroom door. I held my hand to my towel to hold it In place while I walked over to my dresser and pulled out some clothing. I quickly discarded my towel into the same trashcan as my old clothing in the bathroom and made my way back to the bedroom and pulled on a black tank top, black skinny jeans and a pair of spike heels I pulled a brush through my tangled hair until it no longer pulled. I stared at the ground as a shadow crawled across it and leaned against the door.

"Did Charlie finally call you?" Nahuel asked.

"Not exactly. But he's... sick...dying," I simply replied distantly continuing to stare at his reflection.

"Do you want to pay him a visit?" He replied.

"I want to, but I'm just going to be putting him in danger. I don't care about everyone else. Only Charlie."

I was being honest. I didn't care what happened to anyone else. Only Charlie. And the rest of my enemies would know that. He'd be the first person they'd hurt to use against me since they were still searching for me. If they caught wind that Charlie was sick, they would immediately know where I was.

"If we can survive here for twenty three years and go unnoticed, I'm pretty confident could handle a couple days to visit your sick Grandfather. " Nahuel said. His voice calm.

"I do believe you owe him that. He's the only person you owe at the moment and I think he deserves to have, if this is his last and only request from you, his wish should be granted. Its not too much of him to ask." he continued. I could sense dread in his voice.

"Then I guess I should go see him..." I said. Mostly to myself. I finally rose my eyes to Nahuel.

"Well then, I'll get the car packed." He replied. His response surprised me and slightly angered me.

"I don't need anything, what do you mean?" I asked, and then my eyes grew with another question. "You're not coming, are you?"

"The alternative? You haven't been trained very much. You'll need my assistance, in case something does happen. You probably wouldn't have the ability to handle it yourself." He stated with a matter of fact tone, but it had a hidden concern only I could detect.

I shook my head and looked up at him with an icey gaze. When I saw my dirty looks wouldn't persuade him to stay, I sighed and stood.

"Fine. It's not like I could sneak passed you anyway. Get out of my way." I said coolly. I shoved passed him through the bedroom door and walked slowly down the hallway and followed to the living room.

I was actually impatient. I could purchase new clothing if I needed to.

"I just want to go already. I don't need anything packed." I said. My annoyance was obvious but I didn't care.

"Then lets go." Nahuel replied, as he appeared at the end of the hallway.

I used the green light to head towards the front door, I opened it quickly and walked towards the black CRV that was parked directly in front of the house.

I opened the driver side door and crawled into it. I gave Nahuel about a second to follow behind me, or I'd leave him. But to my disappointment, he caught up.

He appeared in the passenger side seat and adjusted himself comfortably.

"Let get this show on the road, Miss Warpath" he teased.