Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters – from Twilight or Breaking Dawn.
A/N: My second fanfic! YAY!

CHAPTER 1

It was Christmas Eve and the family were gathered around the tree of our parent's house. Rose and Emmett were snuggling on the couch, while the rest of us – Alice and Jasper, Esme and Carlisle, and Edward and I – were sitting on the floor.

Everybody was watching Nessie, our darling daughter, who decided to be the entertainment for tonight. She was prancing around gracefully while we all clapped and cheered her on.

Nessie was only 8 months old, but she looked more like a 3 year old at the rate she has grown. Her gorgeous, bronze curls were pulled up into a high pony-tail and she was wearing a crimson dress that Aunt Ali had picked out for her.

Every now and then, she would stop and come to sit down for a rest. Edward would take her into his arms and try to rock her to sleep while humming my lullaby to her. It didn't work.

Nessie just kept getting back up and dancing. She went over to Emmett and pulled at the bottom of his jeans. He picked her up and she sat with him and Rosalie for a while.

Amazingly she tried to sleep once Emmett spoke to her.

"If you don't go to sleep soon, sweetie, Santa Clause won't be able to come tonight," he said in a soft voice. "You know that he can see when you're sleeping and if you aren't sleeping, he won't be able to drop your presents off."

She nodded quickly and closed her eyes, drifting off silently, soon after.

Edward looked at me and grabbed my hand. We stood up together, said our goodnights and then took Renesmee back to the cottage.

We got her dressed into her pyjamas and then tucked her in.

Then, it was Edward and Bella Time.

It was only 6.00 AM when Nessie came storming into our room, screaming things about Santa, which I would not have been able to understand if I were human.

"He's been! He gave me presents! Lots and LOTS of presents!!" she cried, grabbing Edward's hand and leading him off of the bed. "C'mon! Let's open them…hurry!"

Edward gave me a quick glance before jumping off and following. I put my feet on the floor and followed. Thankfully, Edward came up with an excuse for her to wait to open her presents.

"Don't you want the rest of the family to be here when you open them? It would mean the world if Grandma and Grandpa got to see you open them," he said persuasively.

"But, Daddy…oh, okay." She gave him a glare and then grabbed the phone, even though it really was not necessary.

Nessie called the house and everybody was here, with presents in their hands, within two minutes.

We sat down on the couches and then she started to unwrap each present – Santa's first, of course.

Nessie now had a keyboard, microphone, new books, DVDs, and an endless amount of toys that would never leave her bored. And that didn't even include the family's gifts.

Esme and Carlisle gave her a large stereo for her room; Rosalie and Emmett had bought a fish tank with 4 gold fish and 5 angel fish; Alice and Jasper had wrapped 8 different outfits – all designer, obviously – and Alice made her try every single one on, claiming to see if they fit.

She had opened each present and thanked each member of the family with a pleasing smile, giggle and big hug. And then it was time for our present.

"Okay, Nessie. Mummy and Daddy's present next," I said quickly.

She squealed in excitement and Edward took a decorated box from out behind his back. He placed it in her small hands and gave her a kiss on the forehead. I gave her a hug and pecked her on the cheeked. She blushed and sat back down.

The box was quite large and she did not expect what was in it that was for sure.

She pulled the lid off and pulled out the sheets of paper. A look of confusion crossed her face and Edward laughed.

"It's your own lullaby, beautiful," he said with a grin on his face. "Now you and Mummy have one each. And they are both gorgeous, just like my girls!"

Renesmee ran to Edward and hugged him for at least two minutes and then turned and jumped into my lap to do the same. Everybody laughed and then Carlisle spoke.

"Alright, now Nessie has opened her presents, it's time to give out the rest of them!"

Suddenly, wrapping paper and ribbons were all over the floor and the family were admiring the gifts they had received.

Alice handed Edward and I a box. "It's from all of us," she basically screamed.

Edward pulled it open and a beautiful wooden box was inside. It was decorated with engraved patterns and 'Isabella and Edward' on the top. I pulled it out and saw that it had a photo on the front.

It was a picture of Edward and me dancing at our wedding. If I could cry, I would have been.

Edward pulled my head towards him and kissed my hair. "Open the lid," he whispered. He must have known what was in it already.

I pulled the clasp open and looked inside. There was a book inside and as I looked at each page, I realised that it was a wedding album. Every page was filled with pictures, each picture even more stunning than the last. I was speechless. It was the most beautiful gift ever.

Edward spoke on behalf of both of us. He could see that I wasn't able to find words.

"Thank you. It really is beautiful. We love it…especially Bella," he said aloud, giving a smile to everyone. I just nodded, agreeing.

Esme suggested that everyone gets ready for the day and that we call Charlie as I would not see him today – he was working the Christmas shift at the station.

Everyone except Emmett left. I looked down at Nessie and she was playing the piano amazingly well. Emmett was just staring at her in shock. Even he couldn't play that well and he was how old?!

I laughed and then felt Edward's arms around my waist.

"I'll give you your present later…when Nessie is in bed," he said with his face in my hair. I smiled. Emmett coughed, trying to tell us that he was still there.

I giggled, embarrassed.

"Me too, but I can guarantee it's not what you think it is," I said cheekily, knowing he expected differently. He groaned quietly and let go of me.

We walked off and got dressed and prepared for what the day was going to bring.

Emmett had left in the short time we were in the closet, but Nessie hadn't moved an inch. She was playing incredible songs, and she already had her lullaby down-pact. She definitely inherited her father's musical traits.

As I looked at our daughter, I realised that this was going to be the best Christmas yet.

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