Eliot is taken back by the nurse after a few minutes to have some testing and the other normal things done. She has her first feeding and falls asleep in my arms shortly after she's done. Edward takes her for a little but and she just seems to fit so perfectly in his arms. Of course, so did Abby and even though she is older and getting so big as the days go by, Abby still fits in his arms as perfectly as she did on the day she was born. "You know, you look good with a baby in your arms." I say to him as he sits in the chair next to me with Eliot.

He looks back up at me. "You think so? Because I think you look just as good, if not better with our girls in your arms. After all, you're the one that carried them for nine months and went through hours of labor for them to get here."

"Yeah, but you had just as much contribution to them being here than I did. It takes two to have a baby. I couldn't do it all by myself." I look at his hand and see a few marks from my nails. "Sorry about your hand."

"Don't worry about it." He says with a small smile. "Why don't you get some rest. I'm sure there are going to be a flood of visitors later to see us." He gets up to put Eliot in the portable crib on the other side of my bed and kisses the top of my head. "Go to sleep while you can."

I wake up a few hours later and look at my phone. Ir says that it's almost 8 o' clock in the morning. Edward and the baby are both gone and I can't help but wonder where they are. I sit in the bed for a few minutes and go through my phone. I have a few messages from people asking if she's here yet and when a good time to visit would be. I finish replying to everyone as Edward walks in the door.

"I was hoping you'd be awake. I brought you some breakfast." He sets the take home box and drink on the small table in front of me. "I know hospital food isn't the best, but I didn't want to be gone for too long."

"No, it's ok. Thanks." I open the box and see an omelet made just the way I like it. Edward knows me so well. It doesn't taste the greatest, but it is hospital food, so I guess I will just have to suffer until I go home. "Where's Eliot?"

"They took her back to the nursery when they saw that you were asleep."

"Ok. I told people that they can come this afternoon. Alice said they'll come after Jasper gets home and I think dad is going to come over when we get home. I don't think Emmett and Rose are coming. Emmett said that Rose is probably going to be at the office late and Paige is running a fever."

"Dad is working right now. I think mom is going to come when he's on lunch and they'll come in. You aren't going to tell Renee, right?"

I sigh. I've been debating this for a while. I've gotten over the fact that she was at the house and thankfully I haven't heard much about her since. Dad said that he saw a moving van outside of her's and Phil's house not long after she was at our house, but he couldn't really tell who was moving out, whether it was just one of them moving out or both of them. I honestly don't even care as long as she doesn't come to my house again. "I still don't know. She is her grandchild, technically, but after everything that's happened, I just don't know."

"I'm not going to tell you what to do. I'm just going to tell you that it's completely up to you and I don't want you to do anything because you might feel like you have to."

"I feel like a terrible daughter if I don't tell her because I think she has some right to know because Eliot is her grandchild and we told her about Abby. But I also feel like Renee might try to come to the house to see her and I really don't want that to happen again, especially if you aren't there and if the girls are. So I'm just stuck, either way,"

"Just remember that nothing is your fault. Why don't you just try talking to her. Go out for coffee or something. I can go with you if you want. And after that you can decide where things go from there."

"I don't know. Maybe. Just give me a few days and maybe I'll have an answer."

"Alright. Take your time deciding and don't do anything because you feel like you have to."

An hour passes when there is a knock at the door and a nurse comes in with Eliot, telling me that it's time to feed her again. The nurse leaves and Carlisle and Esme come in not long after I finish feeding Eliot. Esme takes her in her and sits down in the chair that Edward was in for a few minutes before Carlisle takes her. "She looks like you, Bella." Carlisle says.

"Yeah, she does. She definitely has the dark brown hair and brown eyes that I have. I think she might have some curls from my dad like Abby does."

"You know, Emmett used to have really curly hair when he was younger, Bella. It started to straighten out in middle school, though." Esme says.

"He still does have curly hair, though."

"He does, but it used to be really curly. He got that from my mother. Alice's has always been straight. Edward's was and still is just out of control." She smiles at him and he sends back a playful scowl.

"I like my hair." Edward says.

With a light laugh, Carlisle says, "Well, she's beautiful and I wish I could stay longer, but I have to get back to my patients."

"I should probably get back to work, too. We'll see you all later. Is Abby going to come?" Esme asks.

"Alice and Jasper are going to bring her when he gets home from work." I say.

Carlisle and Esme leave and few people that Edward work with come in to see us and Eliot. I haven't seen some of these people in a while, so it's good to be able to see them again and catch up a little. After the last person leaves, I take a little nap before Abby gets here. I know that she's probably going to be bouncing off the walls and I might as well get a little energy before she comes barging through the door to see her sister.

Edward wakes me up and says that Alice and Jasper are on the way. Twenty minutes later, there's a knock on the door and Alice walks in with Abby in front of her and Jasper following them. Just as I thought, Abby comes in the room bouncing with excitement. "Hi, mommy. Where's my baby sister?"

"She's right here." I lower my arms a little so that she can see.

Abby gets on her tip toes and stretches herself to see. Edward picks her up so that it's easier for her. "She's really little, mommy."

"You used to be this little, too, Abby."

Alice takes her and sits in the chair. Edward lets Abby climb on the bed with me, telling her to be careful.

"What's her name, Bell?" Jasper asks as he looks over Alice's shoulder.

"Eliot Carlie. Born April 21 at 2:19 this morning."

"I like that name, Eliot. But where did Carlie come from?" Alice asks.

"It's spelled C-a-r-l-i-e. If you combine Charlie and Carlisle, you get Carlie. Abby is named after her grandma and Eliot's named after her grandpas. Abby's middle name was supposed to be Renesmee, combining Renee and Esme, but that fell through, so we just stuck with Anne for her."

"They're both beautiful names for my beautiful nieces."