A/N: I'm glad you thought the presents were a good fit. I was struggling to think what Emmett would give Bella, though. He and Carlisle are the hardest ones. I hoped they're good. Thank you for all the reviews. This chapter is insanely long so forgive me. I can't keep it short.

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POVs: Alice, Carlisle, Emmett, Rosalie, Bella

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Alice's POV

Edward, Esme and Jasper had given Bella something from their human life. I couldn't remember that part of my life. All I could see whenever I think back was darkness.

So I'm going to give her something that was the first most important material thing I've possessed since becoming a vampire.

Once she had calmed down enough after Edward brought out Lilly the kitten, I'd taken her up to our room. When Jasper and I were going to get married for the first time, he'd given me a heart-shaped jewelry box. It was velvet on the outside, satin on the inside, and was lined with intricate silver detail, glass beads and Victorian style flower patterns. I'd fallen in love with it, but I wanted Bella to have it.

When I took it out of my closet, Bella audibly gasped. I smiled at her as I sat next to her on the bed. "Do you like it?" I asked her, though I already knew the answer.

Bella nodded her head enthusiastically, and reached out with a hand to touch the jewelry box. "Jazz gave it to me," I told her proudly. "When we got married the first time."

Bella's eyes widened. "You're married?" she asked in a whisper.

I laughed, shaking my head. I keep forgetting that in Bella's eyes, I was still a teenager. "Yes, angel, I'm married," I kissed her hair lightly. "See, Jazz wanted to give me something special. Now I want you to have it."

I placed it in her lap, and she carefully held it in her hands. "Why?" she asked innocently.

I brushed back a stray strand of her hair and said, "Because, angel. You're special to me." Bella's eyes filled up with tears and I reached forward to envelope her in a hug. "So you have to promise to keep it safe, okay?"

Bella nodded her head and sniffed. "What am I supposed to do with it?" she asked, with all the naivety of a seven year old.

I shrugged. "Treasure," I replied with a grin. "You could put your jewelry inside, like that locket, or Edward's bracelet," I elaborated, pointing to the necklace and touching the charm bracelet lightly.

Bella nodded her head in understanding. I stood up and offered her my hand. "Come on, let's go put it in your room before we go back downstairs. I think Emmett's going to barge in here if we don't. He's too excited about his special present for you."

Bella giggled, probably imagining her personal teddy bear bursting into the room just to give her his gift. I, of course, knew what Emmett was giving Bella. But he'd kept it a secret from Edward, singing ludicrous songs that nearly drove Edward insane every time he was around him.

I don't think Edward would appreciate Emmett giving her that particular gift, but I already saw that Bella would love it.

As we were walking down the hallway to go to Bella's room at her slow, human pace, she asked me, "Alice? Why do you always know something before it happens?"

I nearly choked on air.

We hadn't actually gotten around to telling Bella about our special powers yet. Edward seemed to think that Bella really was in shock over our secret-she just wasn't showing it. No matter how many times I'd shown him the future of Bella being just fine with it, or Jasper telling him over and over that Bella felt comfortable around us, he refused to believe it.

Honestly, the man was stubborn as a mule.

I could hear everyone freeze downstairs as they heard Bella's question.

"Don't tell her!" Edward said. He was speaking in a normal tone so Bella couldn't hear him, but I think he was close to shouting.

"Tell her, she'll think it's cool!" Emmett was saying.

I rolled my eyes. Men.

"Um, well…" I glanced down to see Bella's expectant face looking up at me, her big brown eyes searching my face.

I couldn't lie to her. What was I thinking. Sorry, Edward. It's time to tell her.

"I can see the future," I blurted out. Bella blinked, her face a mask of confusion. "I have a special power. Sometimes, I can see how the future would be like," I explained.

We reached her room and Bella quickly placed the jewelry box on the vanity. She turned to me and frowned. I was just about to see what her reaction would be like, just so Edward could stop fussing already, when she spoke.

"That's not fair," she whined. "I wanna see the future, too!"

Well, it was a good thing I got her a Magic 8-Ball.

I could hear Emmett's booming laughter, and so could Bella this time. She blushed a deep red and I chuckled, crouching down so that we were eye to eye. I took both her hands in mine and swung our entwined fingers together slightly. "How about I just share with you what I see? Is that okay?"

She was still pouting, so I kissed her knuckles gently. "Can I tell you a secret?" I whispered conspiratorially.

After a moment's hesitation, Bella nodded. I leaned forward and whispered, "Edward wishes he could see the future, too!"

Bella giggled at this and brightened up.

I stood up, still chuckling, and led Bella out by the hand downstairs. When we reached, they had all composed themselves. Well, most of them.

Edward shot me a dark look and whispered far too soft and too low for Bella to hear. "You're going to pay for that, dear sister."

I stuck my tongue out at him and danced over to Jasper.

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Carlisle's POV

Today my new daughter turns seven years old. I'd never been happier. Well, the day I met Esme, and the day we got married were equivalent to this, but still.

She had turned our usual daily routine into something much more interesting. I think that she has made life worth living for, especially for Edward. I'd guessed that even before Alice told me about her vision. I'd never seen so much emotion, so much life, in my son. He cared about Bella deeply, loved her deeply.

And in just a decade, she would make him the happiest man on earth.

How could I ever repay her?

When we decided on throwing Bella a party, we had all wanted to give her a special gift, different than the other things that Alice and Edward would surely get for her. Esme had immediately thought of the locket her mother had given her.

I'd heard Edward was giving her a charm bracelet with a diamond heart that belonged to his biological mother.

I was at a loss at what to give Bella myself-as a human, I only did what my father did. I don't think a bible and preaching to her about the evil that was vampires would be a very good birthday present.

So I'd gotten a charm for her bracelet made specially for her. It was a mini-cross, something that was very similar to what my own mother wore around her neck, with gold designs. I didn't know if she was religious. She was seven after all, and I thought it to be quite an oxymoron to teach her about God when I was a vampire. But Edward believed in God, and Heaven. And this was the closest I could think of that was a part of my human life.

When Alice had brought Bella up to her room, I'd reached into my pocket to feel for the charm. It was still there, thank God.

And then we'd heard Bella asking Alice why she always knew something was going to happen before it did. Well, Edward warned us that she was perceptive. I hadn't imagined she was this perceptive, though. I have to admit, Alice hadn't exactly been discreet about her visions. She'd just come dancing into the room talking about how tomorrow was going to be a gloomy day, or how Jasper was going to win at poker. Of course Bella would ask. She was seven, not incompetent.

When Alice told her about having visions, Bella complained about not being able to see the future like Alice could.

It wasn't what any of us expected. I think Edward went into shock. Emmett, however, burst out into laughter, howling like a rabid dog. He bent over in laughter, and soon, we were all joining him. Especially when Alice told Bella that Edward wished he could see the future as well.

He wasn't as appreciative, however, and was scowling the whole way.

When Alice and Bella came down the stairs, Bella tugged her hand free from Alice's grip and ran to Edward, latching onto his legs, Lilly at her feet.

I allowed myself to smile at the sight before holding out my hand. Bella stared at me shyly before taking it. I lifted her into my arms in one quick swoop. Bella squealed, surprised, and buried her face in my chest. I laughed and carried her to my office. I sat her down on my desk and she kicked her feet playfully, hands on the desk on either side of her.

"I wanted to give you a charm to put on Edward's bracelet, is that okay?" I asked her gently. I didn't want to upset her by doing something she didn't like. Bella stared at the bracelet for a moment before nodding her head slowly. I took out the cross charm and showed it to her. Bella smiled at it. "My dad was a pastor," I told her. "I just wanted you to have this, to remind you that while I can't ever replace your own daddy, I'd like to be there for you."

I fastened the charm and placed the bracelet around her wrist once more. "Like my second daddy?" Bella asked, tilting her head to one side.

I nodded my head, smiling. "If you want me to," I said.

Bella considered for a moment in silence then she said, "Esme's my mommy. You can be my daddy."

I stared at her, unblinking. Bella frowned, raising her hand to wave it in front of my face. "Daddy?" she whispered, worry evident in her voice.

I broke out into the biggest smile I'd ever smiled, and crushed her body to me. "Daddy! Can't breathe!" she gasped.

I laughed, letting her go. Bella glared at me for a moment before joining me, laughing as well. As we were going back to the living room, she stopped me and said, "Daddy? Could you beat Emmett in arm wrestling?"

Hmm.

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Emmett's POV

Carlisle? Beat me in arm wrestling? Not a chance! No one could take me! I'm unbeatable! The one and only Emmett Cullen, ladies and gentlemen.

And no reason to choke on your own laughter over there, Edward!

Alright, now I was nervous. There was only Rose and me left to give our presents. Rose wanted me to go first because she was still a little upset that Bella had called Esme 'mommy' instead of her. I hadn't thought it as a big deal. We all considered Esme a mother. But Rose had wanted Bella to be her kid, so it's understandable.

I still think Rose was overreacting, though. There's no saying how Bella felt about Rose. I mean, just look at the past few weeks. Bella respected Rose's decisions, and she loved Rose's concern for her.

When Edward went hunting the other day and Bella had a nightmare, she came screaming for Rose, didn't she? In my opinion, Bella considered Rose as a very important person in her life.

Bella came back into the living room being carried by Carlisle. She smiled widely at me. "Emmett!" Carlisle put her on the ground and she turned around to face me. "Daddy's strong," she informed me.

I laughed. "Well, you haven't seen how strong I can get," I teased.

"Emmett," Edward warned.

But Bella was already grinning from ear to ear. "Show me! Show me!"

Aw, hell. She looked so excited, Edward, I can't just not show her. Besides, she already knows about us. Why not? I swear, Edward was too overprotective. I honestly wondered what he was going to do when she grows up.

At this, I saw Edward flinched.

I chuckled, and looked around for something I could crush. I couldn't find anything I could destroy that wouldn't invoke Esme's wrath. Edward was smirking. Just then, Alice danced into the house from the backyard. I hadn't even noticed she'd gone out. Edward frowned at her, but she ignored him. She practically floated to me-I think she was a ballerina as a human-and handed me a rock the side of my palm.

I grinned, bending down so that I was eye to eye with Bella, and showed her the rock. Her eyes wide and glittering, she watched me as I gripped the rock harder in my hand. She gasped as I ground the rock into dust.

She started jumping up and down in excitement, asking me to do it again, but I laughed and stood up. "Later, Bella, I want to give you my present first, okay?

She latched on to my leg, stubborn, and I ended up walking to the kitchen with Bella sitting on my foot, her arms wrapped around my leg. I bent and pried her from my leg, setting her down on the kitchen isle. She glared at me, upset that I wouldn't show her another trick.

I reached into my shirt pocket and pulled out a yellowed journal I'd kept since I was a little boy. It was thick, with pages sewn together, and some of the pages were sticking out. Bella stared at it curiously. "Since I was a kid like you, I loved playing pranks on people," I chuckled. "I had these crazy ideas I couldn't remember by the next day, so I wrote them all down. I kept writing in here until the day before I married Rosalie."

Bella threw up her hands in frustration. "Is everybody married?" she asked, rolling her eyes in that cute way of hers.

I snorted. "Edward isn't," I sang out.

"Emmett!" Both Edward and Alice shouted, both for different reasons. Edward was purely embarrassed, and mortified that I'd actually tell Bella that and discuss this with her. Alice just didn't want me to slip up.

I burst out in raucous laughter, and handed Bella the book. She flipped it open and stared at the notes I'd made, and her smile grew more pronounced with each page. "I could definitely use this," she said, looking up at me to grin evilly.

I reached out to shake her hand. "Partners in crime?" I whispered, knowing fully well the others could hear.

"Partners in crime," she agreed.

Oh, this was going to be sweet!

"Don't corrupt her, Emmett!" Esme warned from the living room. But it was too late. I recognized the look on Bella's face-she was already down the evil path.

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Bella's POV

After Emmett had given me his gift, we'd gone back to the living room. Edward had tried to persuade me to hand over the gift but Esme had given him a bad look, and made him apologize. Edward said he was trying to save me from becoming like Emmett.

I didn't mind it. Emmett was always funny, and he played the funniest jokes on people. I liked it. And if he was going to share with me how to play pranks, then I want to learn.

We ended up sitting on the floor in a circle, opening the rest of the presents. Asides from the camera, I also got face paint (from Emmett, of course, who said that we should paint our face and play Red Indians…Esme wasn't too happy about that, but Alice was excited), a toy doctor's kit, what I thought was the whole collection of soft toys in the mall, books from Jasper, a silver mirror with a handle so I could carry it around, a Magic 8-Ball from Alice who said I could see the future with it, and toys for Lilly. Alice told me she'd gotten me some new clothes and shoes, too, but she'd put them in my closet when I wasn't looking.

I spent the rest of the day playing with my new toys-Emmett was especially excited to try the face paint. I made him use green all over his face so we could pretend we were spies. Rosalie had also gotten me a whole stack of Disney's princess movies. I watched The Little Mermaid three times-Edward was begging me to stop replaying it after that.

I ate more mac and cheese and cake for dinner while Jasper and Emmett re-enacted Sleeping Beauty for me. Emmett was Aurora.

Finally, it was time for bed. Rosalie took me up to my room while I carried Lilly. She was still a baby and I didn't want her to get tired. I yawned as Rose put me down on the bed and took out my pajamas. "Are you tired?" she smiled. I nodded my head, putting Lilly in her bed-it was one of the things Edward had gotten for her.

"Did you have fun today, angel?" Rosalie asked, crouching down in front of me to help me take off my dress and put on my pajamas.

I nodded my head again. "Yes, I did. Thank you for the presents," I said, blushing again as I realized how much they must have spent on me.

Rose smiled a little. "You're welcome."

Usually, Rose would be talkative, telling me about her day, or asking me if I'd brushed my teeth and washed my feet. But today, Rose didn't even say a word.

I realized that she looked upset, the way Esme did whenever Emmett trailed mud into the house after playing football or break the furniture because he lost a game to Jasper. But why was Rosalie sad? Didn't she have fun today? I thought everyone did. I saw Rosie laugh. I saw her hug Emmett and-ew-kiss him. I saw her taking pictures, and she even helped me cut the cake. So why was she sad?

Once she was done helping me with my pajamas, Rose placed me on the bed and sat next to me. I reached out to brush her cheek with my hand.

"Why are you sad?" I asked, tilting my head to one side.

Rosalie's eyes widened then she shook her head, chuckling. "Edward was right-you are perceptive."

I didn't know what that meant, but I really didn't want Rosie to be sad. "Aren't you going to tell me?" I pleaded, batting my lashes in the way I knew would get me anything I wanted from her. "I could help if you told me why you're sad…"

Rosalie shrugged, smiling a little. "It's really alright, angel. I'm fine, I'm just sad the day is over," she said.

Oh. Well, that made sense. If she had been having too much fun, maybe she didn't want the day to end because tomorrow might not be as fun.

I knelt on the bed on my knees and hugged her around the neck. "We'll play again tomorrow," I promised.

Rosalie pulled back and kissed me on the cheek. "Okay, angel." She sighed, and reached into her pocket. "I have one last present for you." I stared at her, trying to keep myself from looking too excited. I don't think it worked because Rosalie chuckled.

"It was mine, a long time ago," she said, pulling out a silver hairbrush, with a single rose carved on the back. I traced it with my finger. "You're going to be Bella Barbie with Alice a lot," I groaned at that, and Rosalie just smiled wider. "I just figured you could use a pretty brush."

I smiled and placed my head on her lap. Rosalie started to brush my hair and I closed my eyes, contented. "Thank you, mommy. I love it."

Rosalie's hand stopped brushing my hair, and my eyes snapped open. Had I said something wrong? I turned slightly, so that my head was facing Rosalie. Her eyes were wide with shock, her mouth hanging open. I reached up to tug at her hand. Why wasn't she responding? I started to panic.

"Mommy?" I called out. "Mommy!" I called out again, louder. Why wasn't anyone coming in? What did I do to make her act like that? I felt the tears welling up in my eyes.

This seemed to snap Rosalie out of her stupor. "No, no, baby, don't cry," she cooed, putting the brush aside and lifting me up slightly so that I was sitting on her lap instead of lying on it. "I was just…Shocked," she admitted.

"Why?" I asked, blinking back the tears.

Rosalie shrugged, brushing back a few stray hair from my face. "I heard you call Esme mommy in the morning. I just…I didn't think-"

She couldn't finish her sentences, so I leaned forward and kissed her cheek, just like she'd kissed mine earlier on. "Rosie," I giggled. "You and Esme are both my mommies. Don't you know that?"

I was baffled. Why else would I listen to everything the both of them told me to do? I loved them both equally.

I loved Alice, too, but she was more of my sister. I loved playing with her, and she took care of what I had to wear everyday because I couldn't be bothered. I would honestly just wear pants and a random shirt just so I could go out and play with the boys, but Alice insisted on dressing me up before I went out of my room.

Rosalie looked like she would start crying any second, but she never did. She gave me a big, shaky smile and hugged me close. "Thank you, baby. I love you, did you know that?"

I nodded my head. "I love you, too."

Rosalie tucked me in bed, and placed the silver hairbrush on the vanity. "Go to sleep, angel. We've got to start packing tomorrow," she told me. I made a face and she laughed. "Now, don't be like that. You'll have fun at our new home, I promise."

"'night Rose," I mumbled sleepily, turning to press the side of my face into my pillow.

"'night Bella."

I heard Rosalie switch on my nightlight-something I should probably stop using sometime soon-and close the door behind her when she went out.

"'night Lilly."

An answering 'meow' was the last thing I heard before sleep overtook me.

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There's no Edward's POV in this chapter because I'd already done that with the last chapter for Bella's b'day. Don't worry, I'll make it up to you the next chapter.

So, I'm going to wait a day before I write it because I want to see if anyone changed their minds or want to add to the votes. But no worries because I've got the plot all worked out whichever way the story goes.

Just a recap,

Denali- 36 votes

London - 51 votes

7-9 years - 21 votes

13-15 - 44 votes

So far, London and 13-15 are winning. I just have to say that I think Edward should find out about the first vision when she's seven to nine years old. I know it's fiction, but I have a thing about being as realistic as I can go in a story about mythical creatures.

Please read and review and tell me what you think of this chapter, and what you expect of the next (the moving chapter).

Thank you.