Authors Note: When I summed up Renesmee's childhood it was brief and from her perspective. This chapter should explain that things happened for someone else during that time. As unmentioned things become relevant, I will explain them so you can all keep up.

Music'May3 - This is the story of how Jacob and Renesmee get together, I can promise you that. However, get comfy. I am trying to get there as fast as I can without ruining it, but it wont be immediate.

dkgors - I should probably say, Alex has a good future, she does well for herself. Wheither or not I will continue the story long enough to tell you guys that, I honestly don't know, so I'm telling you now that it is good.


Chapter 29 – Keeping Up The Tradition

Rose's POV

Now it's not that I like the dog or anything. It's just that, Christmas was coming up in shortly over a month, and he wasn't here. What as a Christmas without the mutt? He'd only been with us for six years, and yet I already was disappointed that we would miss out on our little 'tradition' this year.

I still remember how it began.

First time we had a proper family Christmas with Renesmee, and the dog was coming. I remember, Nessie was handing out the presents under the tree.


"This one is for Jacob, from," She checked the name-tag. "Auntie Rose." She smiled as she handed the surprised mutt his gift.

Everyone looked at me curiously, wondering why I would actually have bought him something, especially after how much I told them I didn't want him here.

"You got me a Christmas present?" He asked sceptical.

I shrugged with a smile. "'Tis the season." I grinned at him and he hesitated.

"It's not going to blow up or anything is it?" He asked, still not opening it.

"Now Jacob, I'm offended." I placed a hand over my still heart in mock offence. "I went to a lot of trouble to have that made, specially for you." I informed him still pretending to be upset.

"You actually had something made for me?" I saw his brow furrow as the idiot attempted to comprehend the confusing situation.

"I wanted to get you something special. Something specific. Something meaningful." I stressed the words. "And I couldn't find what I wanted in any store. So I made some calls and found a leather crafter who deals in handmade special orders." I informed him with a smile.

"Go on Jake. Open it." An impatient Renesmee encouraged.

With a curious yet hesitant smile, Jacob Black opened the box saying, "You know I didn't get you anything right?"

"Oh I know." I assured him, encouragingly ginning at the box in his hands.

Pulling back the paper he reached inside and retrieved the werewolf sized dog collar.

Unable to contain my amusement any longer I burst out laughing and he threw it at me.


It was just meant to be a simple one-off joke, but I couldn't resist the urge to repeat the trick the year after.


We finally got around to Jacobs present from me and he asked the same question as last time. "Will this one explode?" He was expecting it this time.

"Did it last year?" I asked him sweetly.

"And you liked her gift last year." Renesmee informed him with her sweet little kid smile.

"No I didn't." He contradicted her immediately.

"But you are wearing it right now." Nessie persisted.

Jacob paused embarrassed, as I cocked am eyebrow at him.

"I don't own many belts." He excused looking at the present as a distraction. Jacob opened the box with a smile, to find a red Frisbee. "I thought I had better be prepared in case you were going to throw it at me again." I smiled at him mockingly.

"Well," he smiled back eagerly. "Good thing I came prepared as well. Red box, green string, right there" He pointed at the horridly wrapped gift under the tree and Renesme, eager to see what was in it, raced to the tree and brought it to me.

"Open it." She commanded excitedly.

"What is it?" I asked cautiously.

"It's a home mud facial kit." He informed me without hesitation. "The only thing you care about is your appearance. So I shopped accordingly."

"You're not supposed to tell her." Nessie protested.

That's the best he can do? An insult to my vanity? I thought opening the gift. As I lifted the lid on the box I heard his footsteps as he ran away, before I heard the sound of the spring, and the whole thing exploded, covering my face, hair, and clothes, in mud.

The dog is dead! I ran after him.


That had started out whole tradition of finding presents to insult each other. He either insulted my ego, my vanity, or my hair colour. And I was still running with the 'Jacob is a dog' idea. I had been excited about this year. Now that he was living with us, I had intended to get him a dog bowel with his name engraved into it. But now that he wasn't going to be here on Christmas day, I wouldn't get the chance. People were still getting him presents this year, but they were leaving them in his bedroom for when the holidays are over and he returns. Giving it to him after Christmas just wouldn't be the same. And then an Idea struck me.


Jacob's POV

It was just a few weeks before Christmas day when my sister came to see me.

"Hey Jake." She kicked the couch, waking me up. "Mail's here." She proceeded to drop a box in my lap.

"Who's it from?" I asked curiously half awake.

"Dunno." She raised her eyebrows mysteriously. "It has no return address or anything. Secret admirer?"

I opened the plain cardboard box to find a colourfully wrapped gift. Taped to it was a note.

To be opened on Christmas only mutt.

Rose! I had been worried about our little tradition.

"So," Rachel once again attracted my attention. "Secret admirer?" She asked me and I laughed. "Yeah I suppose your right, anyone being interested in you would be a joke." She said after her surprise at my uncontrollable amusement faded.

"Cold hearted blond bitch." I told her before adding. "Literally."

She caught my meaning fairly quickly and had no response, so I started thinking. If she sent me her gift, then I'd better mail hers over instead of taking it back on the plane with the rest of them. If I send it soon, with and express post, it might just make it in time. But what should I get her?


Authors Note: I feel I could have done this particular series of events better, but I'm not sure how, just feels it's missing something.

~SophieAngel69