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Chapter Fifteen

I was way more than exhausted and sore; the words didn't even cover it. But, somehow, I forgot all about that the second I laid eyes on my first baby, my child, Colby Thomas Black. He was deeply asleep in his light blue blanket, his silky dark brown hair was hanging freely on his forehead, reminding me of Jacob's hair but in different color- my Momma's hair color.

I couldn't believe it. I mean, I had about 4 months to get used to the idea that I was having babies but it wasn't as real as when I held him in my hands, alive and beating. His calm, slow, fascinating breaths and his fast but obvious heartbeat kept me gazing at him for what seemed like hours but turned out to be merely minutes. I was snapped out of my reverie by his little mouth opening to yawn silently.I saw how his eyes flickered before he finally opened them.

I almost gasped at the color of his emerald green eyes- probably from my Daddy's side. He looked at me with such intensity that most definitely didn't fit his- well, at least age. He looked bigger than a newborn. Not by a lot, but that was definitely out of normal rate. He looked at me like he knew who I was, like he was seeing me for the hundredth time instead of the first. Like he knew I was his mother with his natural instinct- of course. Nobody told babies who their parents were.

One second later, I really did gasp at what I had experienced. I saw a very clear image of Rosalie and an emotion- a mixture of confusion and familiarity. It felt like one of my own thoughts when I transmit them to someone without using words. But, the thing was, technically, we weren't touching. His palms were safely beside him and I was holding him through the blanket- I definitely was not able to do that when I first used my power. I had to go through a lot of practice to be able to transmit through clothes or at least other parts of the body other than cheeks. But, this time, I knew it wasn't the case; call it instinct, call it knowledge- whatever you want. I just knew he transmitted that thought without using any sort of physical contact.

"Renesmee," Daddy breathed as he sat down next to me and kissed my forehead before looking at his grandson. A grin grew on his face as he looked at me for what seemed like permission. It felt weird, really. Daddy never asked me for permission. The idea almost seemed ridiculous. But then I remembered, he was my child. I almost, very maturely, squealed with excitement.

"He's- He's talented," I said, proudly, discovering that I had tears in my eyes,"Did you see what I saw?" I asked. Daddy chuckled.

"He is indeed," he said and touched Colby's cheek with his thumb. The boy did what I thought was an attempt of a smile. I felt Alice's hands on the top of my head.

"He's cute," she commented, her voice lower than usual- not a whisper though."And green eyes look better on him than Edward." I wanted to chuckled but discovered I had no energy to.

"You didn't even see Daddy when he was human," I said, glancing at Daddy who was lost in his own world. She shrugged.

"True," she said. Carlisle then entered the room.

"They do look better on your child, Renesmee," he said, smiling at Daddy -teasingly- who just shrugged. I looked around the room for a second.

"Where's Sarah?" I asked,"And Jacob?"

"With Bella in your old room," Carlisle answered. I leaned my head back on the pillow that I hadn't chewed into feathers."You need your rest."

"I want to see her first," I said, almost angry at Jake who just took her and went to the other room. If he was here- Oh, he came. He was smiling a smile that I had never seen on his face before.

I glared at him.

"What?" he asked, half paying attention to me now that he had Sarah in his hands. I held out my hands for her without talking. He rolled his eyes and came and sat down at the other side of my bed. He turned to Sarah Rose then,"Look who's here," he whispered before he handed her to me. He wrapped one arm around me as I looked at the magnificent young girl I saw in front of me.

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