Renesmee and Jacob Black were in awe of their daughter.

Iris Felicity Black.

A beautiful name for a long-awaited child.

The two young parents had waited for years to have children, preferring to travel the world and to get educated. And when both of them had been finally ready to expand their family, Renesmee had struggled to get pregnant. And when she had finally conceived, the pregnancy had been long and difficult. Iris was born two weeks later than she was supposed to be.

Jacob had picked Iris' name from a song known by practically everyone. Renesmee had heard her daughter's middle name in a film when she was a child. Both names blended well together with the young family's surname.

The newborn was sleeping peacefully in her mother's arms, exhausted just as much as her mother. Nothing could wake her up, not even her extended family cooing over her.

Iris' large family was patiently waiting for the infant to finally open her eyes, curious what colour they would be. Iris' great-aunts had placed a bet that they would be emerald green, the colour of Renesmee's father's eyes from his human days. Bella and Renesmee, however, imagined Iris would have inherited the trademark Swan eyes - the colour of chocolate.

Alas, when the baby opened her eyes for the very first time, their greyness astounded everybody around her. It wasn't what anyone had expected. All of them had forgotten that most babies seemed to be born with greyness in their eyes that would turn to a different colour as they grew up.

But the greyness in the eyes of Renesmee and Jacob's daughter never left.



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