Disclaimer: Only the plot is mine. Everything else belongs to SMeyer or Shakespeare. And I am neither.

A/N: Did you realize that yesterday was Edward's birthday?!?! Happy 108th Birthday! {He looks real good for his age! *giggle*} This chapter is a combination for Edward's birthday and Father's day. I know they're not the same day, but let's work with me here people. It's a pretty long chap and I'm going to split it in two because we have not only Edward's gifts to get through, but Carlisle as well. {He is their father after all.}

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To you your father should be as a god;
One that compos'd your beauties; yea, and one,
To whom you are but as a form in wax,
By him imprinted, and within his power
To leave the figure, or disfigure it.
A Midsummer's Night Dream
Act 1, Scene 1

I never thought I'd hear those words being spoken to me. For 91 long years I never knew it was possible. Yet, here I am, sitting amidst my family, listening to those precious words spoken from a charming little girl.

"Happy Father's day, Daddy!" Oh, my darling little Renesmee. Her brown eyes alight with excitement, gorgeous smile prominent, and curly bronze hair bobbing up and down with her as she bounces with anticipation.

"Thank you very much, Nessie," I say, bending down to pick her up for a hug. I sit down next to my wife and give her a gentle kiss.

I see Emmett bouncing around in the corner next to Rose, who is looking on in amusement. "Alright, he's here. Now can we give him his gifts? Please?" he asks acting and sounding even more childish then Nessie.

You see, yesterday was my birthday and today is Father's Day. It was decided by Alice, of course, that they were going to combine the two events into one. They chose today so that we can honor Carlisle, whom we all look to as a father, as well.

"Ya, please? Can we, can we, can we?!" Alice too could not contain herself. "I found the perfect thing for the both of you!"

"You always find the perfect items, Alice," I laughed. "Alright, go ahead. Let's start with Carlisle though."

"Yay!" Alice exclaims as she picks up a gift bag decorated with brightly colored ribbon, tissue paper, and stickers. It looked like a child had done it.

"Let me guess? Is this from my favorite granddaughter?" Carlisle asked with a smile.

Nessie laughed. "No, silly! That's from Emmett!"

Of course it was.

We all looked toward Emmett who had a proud smile on his face. "Open it! Open it!" he insisted.

Carlisle obliged him. When he got through all the paper and ribbon, he pulled out a…plush toy? "Oh, Emmett, how thoughtful of you," Carlisle said trying to fashion his face into delight rather than confusion.

Emmett was still bouncing up and down in his seat. "They're Giantmicrobes®!" he exclaimed. "They look like real germs! Aren't they cool?"

We all were trying not to laugh. It was a typical Emmett gift. The big bear was always trying to find ways to make us smile. Some times it was annoying, but this time it definitely worked.

Carlisle laughed. "Thank you Emmett. It is quite the unique gift. My colleagues will be jealous."

"Darn right." Typical Emmett response.

"Next one up is from Rose," Alice said handing Carlisle a small, but beautifully wrapped box.

"Rose, these are magnificent," Carlisle said. Rose had found a pair of cufflinks that had the medical insignia on them along with his last name. "I have always wanted a pair of these. Thank you," he smiled at her.

"This one is from Jazz," Alice passed another box to our father.

When he opened it, he found antique medical instruments. Carlisle and Jasper both held a love for antiquities. "Jasper, these are amazing. Thank you," Carlisle said in awe. Jasper bowed his head toward the man, smiling slightly.

"Now for my gift," Alice almost shouted, obviously excited.

Carlisle opened another box and found…"It's an Italian, handmade, all real leather doctor's bag engraved with your name on the side. Only the best for the best father around!" Alice explained to the family.

"Ah, of course Alice," Carlisle said. "I would never expect anything but the best from you. Thank you very much."

"Can I give you my present now, Grandpa?" Nessie asked from her perch on my lap.

"I would be an honor, my dearest." Carlisle was firmly wrapped around Nessie's little finger. Not that I or any one else was any different.

Nessie hopped down from my lap and grabbed gift bag that was sitting on the floor next to her. "Here you go! I made it myself. I hope you like it," she said.

"I will love anything you give me sweetheart." He opened the bag and found…"They're bookends, Grandpa! And look, it has a picture of us on one of them and a picture of the whole family on the other one!" Nessie explained to him like Alice did with her gift. My daughter has been spending way too much time with her Aunt Alice.

Bella turned her head into my arm to stop her smile from showing. It seems my dear wife agrees with me.

"I absolutely love it, sweetie. And I will proudly display them in my office at work. Thank you very much, Nessie," Carlisle picked her up and sat her on his lap, smiling.

"Alright," Bella said, "now it's my turn." She handed him a thin, flat box. "Sorry, Carlisle, it's not doctor related," she teased.

"Well, we'll let it go this time, Bella," he teased right back to her, handing Nessie over to Esme so that he could unwrap his gift.

I knew Bella was nervous about her gift to Carlisle. I, however, thought it was the best one; well, hers and Nessie's.

Carlisle unwrapped what I knew to be a framed poem written by Bella herself. "Oh, Bella," Carlisle sighed in wonder. "Did you write this?" Bella nodded yes. "This is extremely well written and very thoughtful," he said gazing at the poem. "Thank you very much," he smiled softly at her.

"Let me see it," Esme said from beside Carlisle. He handed it to her and she read it with a smile on her face. I knew my mother well enough to know that if she could, she'd have tears of joy steaming down her face. "Bella this is wonderful! You have an amazing gift," Esme told her.

Bella buried her face in my arm again, still embarrassed by the smallest thing. "Thank you," she mumbled.

I wrapped my arm around my wife, grinning at her and kissing the top of her head.

"I suppose it's my turn now," I said trying to take the attention away from my bashful wife. I had a very difficult time deciding on what to give my father. I mean really, what does a vampire, who is over 300 years old, and is an extremely wealthy doctor really need? But, in the end, I think I found something he would like.

I motioned to the box sitting on the coffee table in front of him. He picked it up and set it in his lap and then opened it. He pulled out several hardback books.

"Edward, are these…?" he trailed off uncertainly. His thoughts, however, picked up exactly what they were.

"Those are first edition medical journals from the 1600's. Well, what constituted a medical journal from then anyway," I confirmed for him.

"These are remarkable, Edward. Thank you very much," he said.

"And now for my gift," Esme said.

"Esme, dear," Carlisle started, "you didn't have to get me anything."

"Well then it's a very good thing I didn't," she replied mischievously.

"What?" Carlisle was confused. I laughed to myself already knowing what it was.

Esme handed Carlisle an envelope. He opened it and examined the contents. "Travel plans to the island?" he asked her.

"Yes, I thought it might be nice for the two of us to just get away sometime soon," she said. "You work too hard and need to relax sometime."

"You are indeed correct my dearest," he smiled, leaning over to kiss her. "You are very right. Can we leave now?" he joked.

"No! You can't leave now!" Nessie exclaimed. "It's time for Daddy to open his gifts!"

"Oh, quite right, sweetheart," Carlisle said, "how thoughtless of me. Why don't you give him your gift first?"

"Yay!" my daughter exclaimed happily.

To Be Continued.

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Whew! That was long! Do you know how difficult it is to find eight different gifts for a 300 year old vampire?! It's hard lemme tell you. I suppose I could have done couples gifts, buuuuut…I didn't think that Rose would go along with Emmett's gift {no matter how cool it is.} Oh, and there really are plush toys in the shapes of real germs called Giamtmicrobes®. No lie. Look it up. They're…interesting.

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