The second day of Christmas

"Alice, those are ancient!" Rosalie said.

Alice looked down at the skates Jasper was securing on her feet. They were brown leather, laced to the top with thin laces. They were old, especially when compared to Rosalie's brand new diamond encrusted ice skates. Alice didn't care however.

Jasper had bought her these skates, over sixty years ago in 1949. They'd only met the previous year, and had yet to join the Cullen family. Alice had mentioned in passing that she couldn't remember ice skating, and that she'd love to try it. He'd gone straight out and bought her a pair of ice skates. She'd squealed when he'd presented them to her, begging that they go ice skating straight away.

Jasper was still adapting to the vegetarian lifestyle, so they'd waited until night time, when all the humans would be asleep. He'd taken her to the lake in the town, completely frozen over in the harsh winter weather. She'd perched on the fence surrounding the lake as Jasper had bent down and tied her skates for her. He'd lifted her off the fence and led her onto the lake.

She stepped onto the ice and slipped over after a mere seven seconds. Jasper laughed gently and offered her a smile, teasing her about how she was supposed to have perfect vampire balance. She'd stuck out her tongue at him and tried again, holding onto his hand this time and pulling him down with her when she fell. They spent hours repeating this over and over, spending more time lying on the ice than actually skating. Any human would surely have caught their death in the freezing night air, but not Alice and Jasper. They went home with the rising of the sun.

Since then, they'd gone ice skating every single year, Jasper tying up the same skates on her feet every time. Sixty years later, and Alice certainly wasn't going to fall over on the ice.

There were no frozen lakes to skate on in Forks, so the Cullens had settled for the outdoor ice skating rink in Port Angeles. There were humans all around, wobbling around on the ice and clinging to their friends for dear life, but all Alice could see was Jasper. He held out his hand and she took it, skating onto the ice with him.

They skated in perfect time with each other, weaving in and out of the other skaters. Jasper twirled Alice around, her dress billowing out around her. She laughed and skated backwards away from him, making him chase her around the rink. She was showing off, and she knew it, but she was proud of her talent. It hadn't come naturally to her like her strength or speed, or her psychic gift. It was something she'd worked towards, something Jasper had taught her and helped her with.

Jasper caught up to her and pulled her close by the waist. Gently kissing her forehead, he smiled, "My little ice princess."

Alice looked up as a gentle snow began to fall. Above, two white birds flew across the sky; turtle doves. She smiled. They were flying so close it almost looked like they were holding hands. She looked down at her own hand, intertwined with Jaspers as they seemed to fly around the rink with ease and grace.

Everything she did with Jasper seemed to happen with ease and grace. Never forced, never clumsy or awkward. They just worked, hand fitting perfectly in hand, every moment a moment of bliss for the couple.

~On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me, two turtle doves~

A/N: Bit of a tenuous reference there, but it'll do ;) See you tomorrow ;)