I feel I have to apologize, I feel like I'm dragging out this long intro to the story but I can't help it. We hardly get to know Renesmee in Breaking Dawn so I can't help but write a lot about her and her family, in preparation for the many things I have planned for her in this story *evil grin*. This chapter is just the story settling in, I promise things will start happening in the next one, but until then, I hope you'll just enjoy this little piece of fluff; I could not help myself.
Twilight, Chanel, Jacob's Adorableness and Rose's wit are not owned my moi.


Chapter Two: Gifts

We were in my closet when Alice froze, only momentarily, then she blinked and shook her head like she was trying to clear her eyes.
"Aunt Alice, you ok?"
But she was just looking up at me and grinning like nothing had happened, skipping around me as she helped me dress. The day outfit had been decided for a while now. It was an advantage of living with a style crazed vampire who didn't require sleep, I never needed to fumble around, throwing an outfit together, as each day Alice had my clothes planned and set out ready. Simple dark navy jeans sat over a pair of shimmering brown pumps. I wore a white vest over the very expensive sweater my Mom had chastised Aunt Alice for buying me last week. It was a chocolate brown and had delicate little buttons lined down the front, and a dirty pink, folded-cotton flower sewn onto the area just below my right shoulder.

I stood before the full length mirror and watched as Alice stood on her tiptoes so she could sweep my hair back into a ponytail. It had been a few months since my regular check-ups and measurings had brought Grandpa to the decision that I was finished growing. So now, as I looked in the mirror I was looking at the person I would remain for all eternity.

Downstairs, everyone had gathered in the huge living room, and Alice squealed beside me exclaiming,
"Time for Presents!" Before Grandma could finish asking if we should wait for Jacob, Alice had barked a simple "No" at her, grabbed Jasper's hand and returned to stand before me, holding a package wrapped in shiny pink paper. "Oh Ness, you're gonna love it I know you are. Every girl should have one, well I think so anyway. Your mom won't let me buy her.." A simple squeeze of Alice's shoulder from Jasper, told her she was rambling. I gave my Uncle a grateful glance and carefully pulled apart the wrapping paper. Before I could properly get a look at the gift, Alice was off again. "It's vintage, I saw it and thought of you, it would go so well with your style Ness." I just gazed at the purse in my hands. It was black leather, and the flip-top was embossed with the Chanel logo. I shrieked a thank you, threw the chain handle over my shoulder, and my arms around my Aunt and Uncle.

My Grandparents made little ceremonial fuss when handing over their box, wrapped in a cream patterned paper. Inside the plain cardboard box that was covered up, was a jewellery box. The outside was white enamel, with pink and silver swirls and flowers all round it. When I lifted the lid, a familiar song began chiming out. It was beautiful, I thanked my grandparents as the song continued to play in the background and my parents hummed along. It was the song my Dad had composed for my Mom before I was born, when she was still human. Uncle Emmett flicked the lid of the box back down before saying something about everyone getting too cheesy. Then he grabbed me by the arm, threw me over his back and raced through the front door. My mouth fell open when I saw the silver convertible in the driveway. This family had a ridiculous number of cars, but I'd never seen this one, this one was new.
"What 'dya think Ness? Better than some bag or singing box huh?" There were growls from the steps behind me where everyone else had gathered. I could see Rose at our side, but my eyes wouldn't move off the car. From the steps, my Mom took a break from telling my Dad off for allowing such a big gift and said,
"Renesmee, manners please. What do you say to your aunt and uncle?". Emmett's whole body shook with laughter beneath me when I said all I could think of,
"Wow."

Rose was giving me the expert tour of my new car when Jacob ran up the driveway. I leaped into his arms, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, letting him plant a kiss on my cheek.
"Happy Birthday Ness, sorry I wasn't here when you woke up." I just shrugged and leaned in for another kiss, going for the lips this time. As usual though, Jacob shrugged away pretty quickly. Our relationship remained very innocent, and to the complete irritation of myself, and my mind-reading father, this was not at all my decision. Jake was always using our age gap as an excuse, saying that to him I was still young. He'd only shrug when I brought up the eighty-six year age gap that my parents had, and just roll his eyes whenever I'd say "We're immortal Jacob, normal social rules don't apply to us." Rosalie honked the car horn impatiently, breaking us out of our little embrace.
"Morning Blondie, new car?" Despite their exchanges, I was sure that somewhere way, way deep down, Jake and my Aunt liked each other. Though from what little I'd been told about my family before I arrived, this had not always been the case.
"Actually dog, it's hers. Nothing's too good for Nessie on her special day. What did you get her, a flea collar?" I thanked Rose again and dragged Jake inside; the pair of them could go on like that forever.

When we walked through the door my Mom rushed over to us, and my Dad followed behind reluctantly, not looking too pleased with her at all.
"Ok, Jake I'm glad you're here, that means we can give Renesmee her gift." I squeezed Jake's hand enquiringly, but he just shrugged, he didn't know what was going on either. "I just want to let you know, this can be taken away at anytime, so don't abuse it." If I looked as confused as Jacob did, then the two of us must have been quite a picture. Mom glanced between us both for a second, and then turned to my Dad, who was stood in the corner with his arms folded. It looked to me like he was sulking. "Hear anything?" Dad let out a deep sigh and said through gritted teeth,
"Not a thing." As I was used to doing all my life, I poked questions at my Father without opening my mouth, but for the first time, they went unanswered. Then Mom was gone, running out of the side door of the living room into the woods surrounding our house. The three of us stood in complete silence, my Dad's angry eyes burning into Jacob's skull. After what seemed like an eternity, Mom reappeared at the back door, and returned to where she had been standing before.
"Edward, I went about three miles, anything?"
"No." Jacob let out a nervous laugh, then covered his mouth quickly.
"Bells, seriously? You can do that, is it like, permanent?"
"I think so; we only have one real way of finding out though." As my Mom pointed towards her sulking husband, I was still none the wiser. Dad, explain, I have NO idea what's going on. His eyes didn't move, no part of him moved. He was either ignoring me, which he never did…. Or he couldn't hear me. If he could, he would have heard the gentle clatter of the pin finally dropping. The gift from my parents; Privacy.

Mom explained to us both it had been something she'd been practicing, and she was now sure she could throw her shield over people, and keep it there, even when she wasn't around. I was sure my Dad was about to make some "Abuse of Privileges/ Conduct around my Little Girl" speech when Mom towed him away.

I dragged Jake off into the woods, dragged not being an understatement, as he begged and pleaded for us to take my brand new car, but I wanted to run. Just as we got into the trees we heard a window from the top floor of the house be shoved open, and from it Alice yelled,
"I swear to God Jacob Black, if you don't have her back here in time for me to get her all dressed and ready I'll…" Thankfully, I'd run far enough so that not even my heightened sense of hearing could pick up the end of that no doubt, unladylike sentence. Jake had vanished from sight, but I could hear him. I could here all the changes that were taking place as he went from "The Boy to the Beast" as I called it. Jacob was faster than me after he phased, which I would always hate. I could hear him bounding ahead of me. Since I was just a few weeks old, my favourite things to do were run with, hunt with, and bite Jacob Black. Though the biting had stopped, we would still run, and instead of hunting animals, we'd hunt each other. I stopped my running and lifted myself up the nearest tree. Jake always said I made things too easy for him, every time he'd drag me from where I'd been hiding he'd phase back and say, "Wherever you go Ness, I'll find you eventually." I hated that even more than the fact he was faster than me, but I was half human, and my weaknesses were his strengths. The fact my lungs needed to be supplied meant he could hear me breathe, the fact my heart beat faster than a normal human meant there was an easy pace for him to detect, and the fact that I had the natural smell of a werewolf's natural target, meant I could never hide from him for very long.

"Two minutes Jake, you could of just let me have two minutes up there, thinking that today of all days….I might have got you." I was still picking leaves from my hair after Jacob had dived into the branch I sat on, throwing me from it. My prefect agility meant I landed fine, but the wolf stayed on the branch, shaking its leaves all over me. After I'd finished my rant the big brown animal just smirked and wrestled me to the ground, burying his nose into my stomach. I pushed him away, and we just rolled around as I tugged at his fur, my stomach cramping with laughter. We stopped, and I just lay with my head on his warm, furry back. I looked up into the dirty grey clouds, my hand was just above Jacobs forehead so I lowered it, so I could show him I thought it would rain soon. There was no reaction, he just raised his black eyes and showed a little confusion,
"Oh right, I guess the shield means that won't work either, that kinda sucks." I loved using my gift on Jacob, especially when he was the way he is now, then he could not talk back or cut me off when I was showing him how much he meant to me, how much I loved him.

I must have dozed off to the rhythm of Jakes gentle breathing below my head, because I was awoken by a cold drop of water on my eyelid.
"Ugh, Jake, rain. We better go." I staggered to my feet, but Jake just whimpered and then ran into the trees. I rubbed my eyes, yawned, stretched and re-did my hair. Then Jake reappeared, boy Jake, fully clothed. Spoilsport. (It was thoughts like that that made me surprised my father had had such a bad response to my mind being barred.) Jacob's steps towards me were slow, almost awkward. His eyes were darting around the floor and his hand fidgeted in his trouser pocket.
"I should've given you this before I phased, would've been less awkward." I'd never in my life felt awkward around Jake, I said what I felt, when I felt it.
"I'm sure I can handle it" My smirk was ridiculous, but I couldn't help it, he was too cute when he was nervous. His hand came out of his pocket, and in between his huge fist lay a little wooden heart, as I took it gently, Jacob pulled the long chain I never took off from round my neck. I flipped the little heart over in my hands and on the other side was an inscription; Jake was still fiddling with the clasp on my chain when he said,
"It says "My Whole Heart, My Whole Life", I know this one…" He jingled the locket that hung on the chain, "is in French or whatever, but I figured cos I'm not French, I'd just put it in English."
"Wait, you made this?"
"With my own hands." These same two hands now slid the heart onto the chain, beside the locket my mother had given me when she thought she might lose me forever. Of course he made it, it was just like the one he had given my Mother, his best friend, it was just like the little wolf charm she still wore today. The gesture brought tears to my eyes, I didn't notice the pouring rain until droplets started sliding down Jakes forehead. He put the chain back over my head leaving his arms round my neck,
"I love you, Ness"
"I love you too." I leaned in and kissed him, I could feel his reluctance but I wasn't taking no for an answer. So there, in the stupid Alaskan rain, I got the best birthday present.

Rosalie and Alice stood side by side in the entrance of the house, their feet tapping impatiently, arms firmly crossed, and expressions that would make the devil uneasy across their pretty faces. I couldn't help but giggle as Jake and I entered, both of us were soaking wet. Alice's mouth just fell open at the sight of me, but Rose wasn't one for silence
"Jacob, look at her. She's drenched, and the party's only an hour away, we told you to have her home earlier. If it wasn't for Esme and Bella, I'd have hunted you down hours ago." Had it really been hours? I must have lost track sleeping under the clouds.
"Aunt Rose, it was my fault, please don't be made at Jacob." Alice grabbed my arm as Jacob held down his laughter. The "Aunt Rose" card was something everyone in the house was aware of….except Aunt Rose. As Alice dragged me up the stairs, Rosalie followed behind and shouted back,
"Go shake yourself off doggy, everyone will be here soon"