The twelfth day of Christmas

Jasper smiled down at his wife as the sun rose on Christmas morning. Another Christmas together.

Renesmee was already downstairs with Edward and Bella, opening her presents from Santa. Carlisle and Esme were in the kitchen, and Rosalie and Emmett still in their bedroom. The Finley's had spent the night scattered between Bella and Edward's and Rosalie and Emmett's houses.

Alice and Jasper enjoyed a moment of peace together, tucked up in the bed that they didn't need, before the family came back to the house one by one, trailing through the door and demanding presents. They joined the family and began opening gifts.

Renesmee was given the best presents, being the youngest and cutest of the lot. She received toys, books, and from Alice; clothes of course. The rest of the presents tended to be rather silly, because after buying presents for someone for almost a century, it gets hard to find them serious things. This year, the Cullen's had decided to do a Secret Santa; each person anonymously choosing one person's name from a hat and buying just that person a present.

Carlisle was given a stethoscope, Esme was given a dollhouse to decorate. Jasper received a little soldier figurine holding a confederate flag, Alice was given a "How to get over your shopping addiction" book. Edward got a giant floor piano that you played with your feet, Bella received plastic vampire fangs. Rosalie was given bleach blonde hair dye (to which she scowled and snapped that her hair was one hundred percent natural), and Emmett received the worst present of all. Well, for the rest of the family that is. He thought it was amazing.

Drums.

Someone had given Emmett a drum kit.

The guilty Secret Santa wouldn't own up, and the family had to wonder whether Emmett had picked his own name out of the hat.

As the family played with their new toys, Jasper took Alice's hand and led her upstairs to their room, "I know we weren't supposed to get presents for anyone except our Secret Santa...but I got you something anyway. I couldn't resist."

Alice giggled, "I got you something too! This whole shopping for only one person thing was really bumming me out!"

Jasper laughed and shook his head. "I know it was meant as a joke but that book could really help you Darlin'..."

Alice punched him in the arm, "I'm not addicted to shopping." She ignored Jasper's raised eyebrow, "What did you get me?"

"Well you know I already gave you part of it..." Jasper said, and Alice smiled remembering her five rings and the little wooden box they lived in. "But there is more."

He walked over to Alice's closet and opened the doors, "Firstly, I extended your closet..."

Alice leapt from where she was sat on the bad and dashed into the walk in closet, which was now twice the size it used to be. She squealed, "Now I can buy more clothes!"

"Uh-huh..." Jasper said, considering whether he'd just done something crazy. "I also got you a little something to go in the closet."

Alice's eyes shone, "What is it?"

"Go and have a look." He said, gesturing to a curtain that hung at the end of the closet. Alice threw the curtain back and gasped. Stood in front of her was her wedding dress; pure white all over, strapless and tied around the waist with a sparkly gold ribbon. The skirt puffed out like a ball gown, but came short at the knee, patterned with little white flowers just barely visible against the white fabric. "You looked beautiful in this dress on our wedding day, and you've looked beautiful every day since."

"But...how?" Alice asked. The dress had been destroyed in a fire twenty years ago, when two vampires had tried to kill the Cullen family by burning their house to the ground. Alice had been devastated at the loss of her dress, and it brought her so much joy to see it again now.

"I found a dress maker who could copy it exactly from the photo." Jasper explained, "It's not the real dress, but-"

"Jasper, it's perfect!" Alice said, throwing her arms around him with a sob.

"Hey, Darlin', don't cry." Jasper said soothingly.

Alice sniffed and smiled up at Jasper, "Thank you."

When she'd collected herself enough, she fetched Jasper's present. "It's going to seem stupid in comparison to yours now."

"I'll love it anyway." Jasper promised.

Alice handed him the present, and he made a big show about feeling it, trying to guess what it was, "It's definitely a book of some sort...a hardback...an old book maybe?"

"Jasper!" Alice scolded with a giggle, "Just open it!"

Jasper carefully unwrapped the paper and looked down at the book in his hands. Then he looked up at Alice quizzically, "'Great Heroes of the Civil War?'"

"Open it." Alice instructed. Jasper did so, and on the first page was a message;

You'll always be my hero.

Turn to page 63.

Jasper gave Alice another quizzical look, but she didn't give him any answers, so he turned to the page the message instructed. There, with a full page spread, was Jasper William Whitlock. Jasper stared at the page for a long time, reading and reading every word. It described him as the youngest major in Texas, a noble soldier who fought and died for his country. The page had a little about his life before the army, some about the battles he'd fought, and a bit about why he was a great hero of the civil war. Jasper stared at the book for so long without saying anything, that Alice felt she had to break the silence.

"You don't like it do you?" She asked, biting her lip, "I'm sorry, Jazz! I didn't want to upset you! I-"

She stopped when he looked up at her and there eyes met, "Thank you, Alice."

It was enough to tell Alice was he was really feeling. To tell her that he did indeed like it, very much so. She took his hand and squeezed it gently, knowing that Jasper was thinking of his human life sadly, but also fondly. Eventually, he turned to her again and smiled, "I love it, Darlin'. I really do."

She smiled back, both of them knowing that whilst their human lives would always be important to them, all they really needed was each other.

They stayed together that way, staring into each others eyes, until Emmett's drumming tore through their moment. Alice giggled and Jasper growled, "I'm going to kill whoever bought that moron drums."

He was laughing as he said it, both of them too happy to care about Emmett's interruption.

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Later that night, they sat together on the sofa in Jasper's study, Alice on his lap with his chin rested on her head as they both read Jasper's book together. Jasper would laugh as he pointed out the odd person that he'd known or heard about, telling Alice funny stories and anecdotes to make her giggle.

In return, Alice told him about her time as a newborn vampire. She hadn't had anyone to show her the ropes, and only her future visions to rely on. Figuring out just how to be a vampire had been pretty funny at times, looking back on it now.

The clock struck midnight and the couple smiled at each other, "Another Christmas gone."

Alice grinned and let her mind wonder into the future. In exactly a years time, her and Jasper would be sat in this exact spot doing the exact same thing.

She returned her mind to the present and focussed her eyes on Jasper, looking up at him with a beam on her face, "I can't wait until next year."

"Darlin', neither can I."

A/N: Heyy so...last chapter! Did you all like it?

This is actually the first fic I've finished all the way through! ;) Feel free to check out my other fics...there's some chaptered ones or there's Snapshots From A Photo Album which is a collection of random oneshots about Alice and Jasper...please read and review! :)

I'm sad Christmas is over...and like Alice and Jasper, I can't wait until next year! See you then ;)