Hey, everyone. D again, with a new chapter of Fallen Angel. As you can probably tell.

Well, people seem to like this fic, and its' unusual setting. It's a bit more upbeat than I plan for later chapters to be, because at this point, Rosalie has only been watching over Bella for (September, October, November, December) 4 months. Anyway, I hope you like it. It's short, but yeah.

I watched, a smile on my face, as little Isabella turned in her crib, twisting the blankets underneath her. She, of course, was completely unaware that it was Christmas Eve, but her mother knew, alright. The package of money I had delivered yesterday had also helped Isabella be happy.

Clutched in my hand was several large packages, most presents for Isabella. There was also a present for Renee. I would sneak in soon, after Renee had gone to bed.

Renee yawned again. I pulled a pen from my pocket, and scrawled on two Christmas cards. For Renee and Isabella. Compliments from your Fallen Angel.

That nickname Edward had given me suited me well. They, of course, would have no idea what it meant, but I knew, and it served to amuse me.

Renee finally stood up, at eleven o'clock at night, and left to go to bed. Under the Christmas tree, I saw a few presents from Renee to Isabella, and one from Charlie to the baby, as well. Quietly, I snuck over to a window and levered it open. There would be no traces.

Of course, I was aware that this would scare Renee to no end. So what I had done was also leave a check in Renee's Christmas card. Hopefully, this would alleviate her doubts.

My presents went behind Renee's stack. After seeing them, I was sure they would both be amused.

The presents were heavy, of course. My ones contained large amounts of toys, clothes and other such items- in fact, I would have to make two trips; the pile wouldn't all fit through the window at the same time.

I snickered when I saw the carrots and cookies on the bench. Did they really think that he was real? Maybe I should have said the presents were from Santa. That would have amused me when I saw Renee's face.

Just to amuse them, I took several bites of the cookies, spitting it out into my hand. The carrots, I crushed with my hand, leaving the stubs, making it look as if a fat man had visited in the night.

Back in my favourite seat, a branch hanging in front of Isabella's room, where I could sit and watch her, I waited for dawn.

Exactly six hours and one minute after I had settled in to wait, Isabella woke up. Her scream almost deafened me, with my enhanced hearing. Renee opened her eyes and rushed over to Isabella.

gHey, Isabella," Renee chuckled, tickling Isabella. My singer gurgled and laughed, clutching at Renee's hand.

gDo you want to go see if you have anything from Santa?" Renee asked, lifting Isabella up in her arms. "Come on, baby. Maybe he's left you something?"

I followed their progress through the windows in their house, waiting for Renee to see the presents. I almost fell off the tree laughing when she spotted the food on the bench.

She set Isabella down in front of the tree and pulled one present over. It was the present from Charlie, the one on the top of the pile. She looked away, not seeing my presents yet.

It was a cute little mobile hanger (I think that's what they're called- not being able to remember being a baby, I couldn't tell you)- an incredibly intricate one, too.

Renee turned back to the tree, and pulled another one out for Isabella. She hesitated when she pulled it out, catching her first glimpse of my presents.

Isabella gurgled and attacked it with her tiny fists. What was revealed was a large doll house, with little furniture and everything. I laughed to myself as I saw her pick up one of the dolls and put it in her mouth.

Her hands shaking, Renee lifted the top present of mine. It was the one for her. She ripped it open, and saw several things in there. Hesitantly, she laid them next to each other.

The first thing she pulled out was a newer cellphone, better than the one she was currently using. Into it, without destroying the packaging, I had entered my cellphone number. Hopefully, she would call me soon, and I could explain.

The other things were smaller things. There was several books, and more sets of clothes for her.

Isabella slammed the ground. Shaking, Renee moved another present over in front of her.

As Isabella ripped it open, Renee spotted the other little present for her; the Christmas cards. She opened them both, and saw the check.

"What the-" she muttered, as she saw the numbers written on it. Ten thousand dollars. The money for it was held in an untraceable bank account, so she would get no help there.

Eventually, they opened all the presents. In the end, Renee had decided not to call the police. Normally, that would be a stupid decision, but I knew it would be safe today.

And my little Isabella happily played with her new toys, for now completely unaware that her mother was worried. A creepy stalker was watching her, and giving her large sums of money.

I smiled. At least Isabella's first Christmas was a happy one. And eventually, Renee would grow accustomed to this.

And such was the way of the first months of Isabella's life- me watching from the shadows, able to watch my love enjoy her life, but unable to enjoy life myself, for fear that she would be hurt.

Okay. It's a lot short- 901 words when I originally typed it, without the Author's Note. But Bella's young, so there's nothing for Rosalie to deal with yet.

People may be asking, why didn't Renee call the cops? That's simple. Renee is very childlike here. She seems to trust anyone, and Rosalie has given Renee money to help support Bella. She doesn't want to lose that.

Well, Read and Review. Please. No hugs today, but.