Post by Bree Tanner Cullen on Jul 16, 2010 9:59:01 GMT 10
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Bree relaxed when she realised that Bella wasn’t in any danger to her baby, her self control was phenomenal. Bella had just woken up from the fiery change, how could she feel the little girl’s heart beat without feeling thirsty? Surely she was in a little pain? Bree remembered the first time she’d tried to stop herself from feeding, when she’d first encountered Bella and the other Cullens after the newborn fight. It had been nearly impossible, and she was three months old at the time. Yet Bella was holding the half human baby in her arms, carefree and relaxed. Was this an abnormality? Or were Bree and the other newborns the ones who were different? Or maybe... was this Bella’s gift?[/center]
Bree was distracted from her thoughts when Bella fretted about Renesmee’s growth. She was right to be worried; all the Cullens had been too. Carlisle’s measurements had shown the baby’s growth rate, it was amazing, and downright scary, how fast she was developing both physically and mentally. Bree had never been good at Maths, she barely paid attention at all, but from her rough calculations, if Renesmee kept growing like this... it scared the crap out of Bree just by thinking about how many years Renesmee might have.
”She’ll be fine,” Bree said, trying to reassure both Bella and herself. ”The guys are researching and trying to find out as much as they can.’ she smiled a little, but couldn’t quite conceal her own worry. She patted Bella on the shoulder, a routine gesture that would have normally drove her thirst insane. Thankfully, since Bella was now technically dead, it no longer troubled Bree to be around her.
❧ Word Count; 280
❧ Tags; Bella, Edward, Nessie.
❧ Notes; Suckssss
❧ Credits; Let the credits roll! Everything was made by Liebe at Caution. Keep these on or Liebe just might harm you... and/or eat you. Be afraid, please.
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