I still do not own these people. They belong to Stephenie Meyer and I'm almost done with them...for now.

Still in Bella's POV. Renee shows up for the bridal shower. Rosalie is up to something.


Chapter 4 - Rosalie's Gift

The sun was already high in the sky, streaming into the room when Alice bounced in to get me up. I frowned at the sky, "It's sunny."

She laughed, "Don't worry, it will cloud up before everyone gets here this afternoon."

I showered and dressed in the outfit she'd laid out for me, then went downstairs. It was already past noon. Esme was in the kitchen making all sorts of finger foods while Rosalie arranged chairs and Alice fussed over a pile of presents adorned with exaggeratedly large bows. "What's with the huge bows?" I asked. Alice giggled. "You'll see in a little while." Rosalie and Esme were both fighting smiles.

Sure enough, the clouds appeared a little before two o'clock. I helped Esme get the rest of the food set up and no sooner than we'd put out the last tray the doorbell rang. "Bella, it's your mom!" Alice sang out as she pulled the door open. I froze. As much as I was looking forward to seeing her, this would be the first time Renee and I were face to face since I'd called to tell her about the wedding. She had taken the news somewhat better than I expected, though not as well as Charlie. Suddenly nervous, I hesitated in the door to the living room while Alice ushered her in. Esme put her arm around my shoulders and gave me a little squeeze, "It will be fine. She loves you. Go on over there." I nodded and walked slowly toward my mother. Alice took the gift Renee was carrying and headed over to the pile, leaving just the two of us in the middle of the living room.

I stopped a couple of feet away from her and fidgeted with my hands. "Um, hi Mom." She just stared at me for a moment with those wide blue eyes, then sighed, shook her head, and pulled me into a hug. "Oh honey, I'm so happy for you!" My reservations immediately melted away.

"Really?" I choked out, close to tears as the relief washed through me.

"Yes, really. It's a little sooner than I expected, btu I saw enough when you two visited me to know that you are right together." The sincerity in her voice left me no room for any further doubt. I could get married with a clear conscience – my mother truly approved! Now giddy with relief, I couldn't stop smiling. Angela and Jessica arrived shortly after Renee and the party got started.

After forty-five minutes or so of gossip, giggling, snacking, and Renee playing twenty questions with Alice about wedding details, they decided it was time for me to open gifts. Rosalie plopped a chair in the middle of the room, shoved me into it, grinned, and stuck a tacky plastic tiara with a silly little net veil attached to it on my head. Esme pulled up a chair nearby and sat down with a notebook and pen while Alice piled all the gifts at my feet and then sat next to me holding a paper plate with a hole in the middle and a roll of Scotch tape. "Alice, what are you doing with that paper plate?" I asked, eyeing her suspiciously. She, Rosalie, Esme, and Renee just cackled with laughter while Angela and Jessica looked as puzzled as I was.

"This is the base for your ribbon bouquet."

"My what?"

"Ribbon bouquet." She repeated, rolling her eyes in impatience with my ignorance of all things wedding. "When you open your presents, take the bows off and hand them to me. I'll attach them to this plate and make a fake bouquet for you to use during the rehearsal."

"Oh, um, OK. At least that explains the gigantic bows." Still slightly puzzled, I picked up the box on top of the pile and started to pull the bow off.

"Not that one!" Rosalie and Alice shouted simultaneously and nearly tackled me in their haste to pull the gift out of my hands. Alice recovered first and smiled sheepishly, "Save that one for later. Here," she shoved a different box into my hands as Rosalie set the first one down beside her chair. "Open this one first instead." I removed the bow as instructed and handed it over to Alice who poked the ribbons through the hole then taped the bow itself to the plate's face. All eyes were on me as I removed the paper, lifted the lid, and picked up the card that lay on top of the tissue paper. "Who is that one from?" Esme prompted.

"Angela." I answered, laying the card aside and unfolding the tissue. "Oh!" I blushed as I gingerly lifted the little silk teddy from the box. Angela stifled a giggle. "Uh, thanks!" I blushed some more. I heard Esme writing on her notebook and looked over to see the line, "Angela Weber – white silk teddy" appear across the page. "You're writing these down?" I asked.

"Of course, dear. This way you have a list to do your thank you notes from. We'll do the same thing with all your wedding gifts." She just smiled in that sweet, motherly way of hers.

"Oh, that's a really good idea. Thank you." I said. I don't know why it still surprises me how considerate she can be. I picked up the next package and caught Jess trying to hide a smile. "This one's from Jessica." I announced. Alice repeated the bow process and looked up expectantly. More underwear. This one was a pale pink baby-doll top with matching lace panties. Blushing again, I held it up for everyone to see. "Thanks, Jess. Real pretty." I mumbled. The next one was from Renee, and things were still going downhill. My face flushed the deepest red yet as I pulled a black satin negligee from between the tissues and a contagious giggle ran around the circle. I couldn't say anything at all. Renee finally burst out laughing. "Mom!" I stared at her in surprise.

"Well, honey, what did you expect to get at a lingerie shower?" she said, still laughing along with everyone else. I just glared at Alice, which made them all laugh even harder as they realized I had no idea what the party's theme was beforehand. There were still four package to go, including the one Rosalie had confiscated earlier, and I was suddenly very afraid to open them. I chose the smallest package next. The box was little more than four inches square and I hoped that didn't mean it was the least material yet.

"That one is from the boys." Esme stated quietly. I lifted the lid and removed what appeared to be a small silver credit card. I looked up and she smiled, "It's a Victoria's Secret gift card, Bella. This way you can choose whatever you like, or…" glancing at Alice and Rosalie, "whatever those two may have missed."

"The guys got me a shower gift?" I almost choked up with emotion. It was just so sweet! Rosalie smirked and said dryly, "Bella, you do realize you're getting all teary eyed because Jasper, Emmett, Carlisle, and Edward bought you underwear, right?"

"Oh!" I sat back in my chair, all potential tears forgotten. "Well, when you say it like that…"

Alice laughed, shook her head, and handed me another box. "Here, this one's from Esme. It should be fairly safe." I narrowed my eyes at her and took the gift, turning to Esme, "As if she didn't already know what it is." I deadpanned. That did it. Rosalie and Esme dissolved into giggle fits, followed quickly by Alice after she recovered from a short, shocked silence. Renee, Angela, and Jessica looked like they wanted to laugh along but obviously didn't quite catch the inside joke. "Just open it already." Alice huffed, rolling her eyes for emphasis. It was more lingerie of course, but this was a beautiful white satin nightgown and robe set.

"Thank you, Esme. It's lovely."

"I'm glad you like it." She smiled back at me.

Only two more to go, and I shuddered as I realized exactly whom they were from. Rosalie smiled wickedly from her chair and Alice was bouncing in her sear beside me in anticipation as I picked up the next box. "That one's mine!" Alice sang. There were two outfits in the box. A red silk negligee with lace down the sides and ruffled along the hem, and…"Oh, wow! Alice, thanks!"…a jersey cotton tank top and boxers pajama set.

"I knew you'd like it!" she was nearly dancing in her chair.

One left. Rosalie grinned like the Cheshire Cat as she handed over the box that had been held captive under her chair until now. I took a deep breath, folded back the tissue paper, and exhaled sharply when I saw what lay beneath it: a dark blue corset and garter set with a matching thong and white silk stockings. "That is what you're wearing under your wedding dress." she announced triumphantly.

I blushed until I thought I'd pass out from lack of blood anywhere but my face. Renee's eyes were huge and her mouth made a perfect little "o" of surprise. Esme's expression was similar to Renee's, and Angela and Jessica stared bug-eyed while they tried to hold in their giggles. Alice and Rosalie just beamed with pride. I finally found my voice and managed to stammer out, "Wow, um…thanks, I think…"

I thought Renee was going to fall off her chair after Rosalie's next statement. "Oh, Bella, that one is not really for you, that one's for Edward."