Disclaimer: I still don't own Twilight or any of it's characters.

Author's Note: You have waited a long time for an epilogue, those of you who even wanted one. If you don't want one, don't read it. Just pretend it's not there. I won't mind. For those of you who do want an epilogue, hey guess what, it's right here. I'm not even playing with you guys or anything.

It took awhile to write an epilogue. Let me tell you, the first one I wrote sucked horribly. Hopefully, this one doesn't suck that bad. I still prefer the ending at Chapter 15, but I've grown fond of the last line of this one too.

Also, I'll be posting the first chapter to my new story soon. I'll get it up as soon as my Beta, Ginormous Funtastic Everything, corrects all my errors and makes it readable.

Oh, and yeah, I've been meaning to mention this since Chapter 8, the song Edward wrote for Bella, I wrote the words to that.

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"How can you believe that there isn't a Heaven?"

"Well, how can you believe that there is?"

"It's not like there is any proof that it doesn't exist."

"But there's not any proof that it does."

"Ms. Swan. Mr. Cullen. That's enough. I swear, if you two weren't the only ones I could get to debate, then neither of you would be allowed to talk," Mr. Ackerson reprimanded. Edward and I just burst out laughing. The teacher rolled his eyes.

It was our last day in school before Christmas break. It had been the best semester of my life. As if I needed more proof that Edward was amazing, he actually made high school bearable for me.

Mr. Ackerson spoke again. "Now onto a lighter topic. What are the pros and cons for getting married young?" Edward and I's hands were up in an instant. Suprisingly, several other people had also raised their hands. I lowered mine, giving the others a chance to speak for the first time ever.

Angela, a girl who used to sit with Jessica and Lauren before she was kicked out for not being 'pretty' enough, argued very well for the pros of getting married young. She almost changed my mind. I didn't want to get married until after college, atleast. My wonderful boyfriend, however, would be perfectly fine marrying me today. A boy named Ben argued for getting married young also. It seemed that everyone of our classmates had a decent arguement for getting married young. By the time the dismissal bell rang, I knew I had to avoid Edward. I was way too close to giving in.

'But what is so bad about marrying Edward?' my heart would argue, 'You love him and you want to be with him. Why wait?'

'Because what if it's not fate? What if I destroy Edward or he destroys me?' my brain would argue back.

'Not going to happen. Alice would warn you before you could do anything stupid.'

'What if he doesn't want me?'

"He does." This voice was audible. I turned around to see Alice. She was smiling.

"What?" I asked. Alice's smile grew even wider. She connected our arms and closed my locker.

"You had it set in your mind that you were going to skip class and come find me and ask about you and Edward again. How many times do I have to tell you that he wants to be with you?"

"Atleast once more," I said with a grin, remembering that day in the cafeteria months ago. It was the day Edward and I realized we couldn't be without each other.

"He loves you," Alice giggled. Alice was the absolute best friend a girl could have. She was sweet, funny, gave miraculous makeovers, and she could rather conveniently predict the future.

"I know. I got to get to class, but I'll see you at lunch." She nodded and I ran off toward Literature. Luckily, I made it there before the tardy bell rang.

Edward watched me as I took the seat next to him. I refused to meet his eyes. One look and I became mush. No one should be allowed to mesmerize the way that Edward can. He leaned across the aisle to whisper something to me.

"I have a Christmas present for you." I frowned. He knew that I didn't want him buying me anything. Just because he had millions of dollars wasting away in some trust fund, doesn't mean that I wanted him spending money on me. As if reading my mind, he replied. "I didn't spend one penny. Okay, I spent about five dollars plus bribe money, but you'll like it. Atleast, that's what Alice told me."

"Mr. Cullen," Mrs. Doyle said, her eyes narrowing.

"Yes, ma'am?" Edward was the picture of innocence. He smiled slightly and talked in the formal way he sometimes had. When I asked him about it, Edward said that Carlisle put him in a class to learn manners and decorum. He told me that sometimes he slipped into the formality without even noticing.

"I know you are excited for the break, but please contain yourself. Did you ever think that perhaps Miss Swan would like to listen?" Edward smiled wide as I bit my lip.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. From now on I'll refrain from interrupting Bella's learning process." I put my head down on the desk to try and muffle my laughter. It didn't work. When, I lifted my head, my face blushing red, the enitre class was turned around looking at me. It just caused me to laugh even more.

I couldn't pay attention at all during Literature. I kept catching Edward's emerald eyes on me. Occasionally, I'd glance over at him and he'd just turn his eyes back to the front of the class. After doing this about fifteen times, I gave up on Literature and just turned to stare at Edward. His face lit up in a smile and his perfect green eyes came alive. We sat there, just staring at each other. I was so lost in his beauty, that I didn't even hear the bell ring.

The only thing that made me stand, was that Edward stood. He grabbed my books from my desk and put them in his locker. Edward carefully took my hand in his.

He walked into the cafeteria. After getting a trayful of holiday cheer, we sat at our usual table. Everyone was already there when we arrived. As I sat my tray on the table, Alice screeched.

Seriously, she screeched. Then, her eyes got wide and a huge smile spread across her face. Alice had another vision. Her ecstatic green eyes turned to Jasper. He was frowning, knowing what she saw.

"I love it. I absolutely love it." The glee was evident in her voice. Jasper still looked deflated.

"I wanted it to be a surprise," he said, pouting slightly. Alice kissed his cheek and he turned to look at her.

"It was. It is. Oh, and I guess I forgot the important part. Yes." What? What did she mean yes? And why were her and Jasper making out now. They never did that in public. That was Emmett and Rosalie.

"Do you know what they are talking about?" I whispered to Edward. He surpised me by nodding. "How do you know? Why don't I know?" Edward laughed at me softly, his warm breath sending shivers through me.

"He had to ask for permission." I still didn't get it.

"Permission for what?" Edward shook his head at me. He made it seem like it should be really obvious, but I had no idea.

"To marry my sister." My jaw dropped.

"M-m-marry?" He nodded. "Alice and Jasper?" I clarified. He nodded again. "Alice and Jasper are getting married?" This time he just smiled at me.

I turned back to look at the couple. It was true that I couldn't think of a better match for either of them, but marriage. They were so young. But they were happy. I just stared at them. They had finally stopped kissing and Jasper was pulling a box out of his pocket. I could only assume that it was the ring. He opened the box and Alice started crying.

"I didn't want it to be like this. I had a dinner planned out and candles and moonlight, but it doesn't matter. Here, there, forever, I want you to be my wife. I love you so much, Alice. People say that love makes you complete, but it never has for me. With you I want to be better, stronger, smarter, something. I want to be more, so that I can somehow deserve you. And I want to spend everyday for the rest of my life with you, if you'll allow me to, that is." Tears were pouring down my face and I wasn't even the one being proposed to. I could only imagine what Alice was feeling. Edward squeezed my hand. I smiled softly at him, not wanting to ruin Alice and Jasper's moment.

"Yes. I want to be your wife," Alice said softly. My free hand wiped the tears from my eyes. I giggled. I couldn't help it, I was overjoyed. My best friend was marrying my other best friend. It was perfect.

Unable to stop myself, I threw my arms around Alice. She hugged me back and we were both giggling and crying. To the rest of the cafeteria, we probably looked insane.

"Alice, you are engaged," I told her, looking behind her at Jasper. I was going to have to kill Jasper for not telling me he was going to propose.

"I know," Alice said with a smile that consumed her face.

"I'm so happy for you." I grabbed Alice's hand to look at the ring. It was stunning.

"I'm so happy for me too." At that, I just laughed.

The rest of the day passed before I realized it. Nothing could keep me focused on school. Alice and Jasper were gettting married! Married! You couldn't buy that kind of happiness.

After the final bell rang, I walked to the parking lot. As always, Edward was there waiting for me. Instead of taking me to my and Jasper's house, though, he brought me to his. When I asked him why were going to his house, he would tell me that my present was there.

Esme greeted us at the door. She offered us a plate of Christmas cookies, which I couldn't refuse. Edward carried the plate, while I climbed on his back. That boy still refused to let me walk up and down the steps. Fall down the steps one time and it's like you aren't allowed to walk anymore.

Edward sat me on his bed and left the door open. It was Carlisle's new condition. If the door was open, I was allowed to be in Edward's room, but only until ten. And we weren't allowed to be on the bed at the same time. Sitting on the floor in front of me, Edward handed me a thin square present wrapped in silver paper.

Looking into his his emerald eyes, I carefully opened the present. It was a case with a cd in it. Nothing was written on it.

"Thank you?" I said, slightly unsure of what I had gotten exactly. Edward laughed.

"Go put it in."

I walked over to the table that housed his complicated cd/tape/record/radio player. I had no idea what I was doing. When that became apparent to my wonderful boyfriend, he took the cd from me and somehow got it playing.

I recognized the melody as soon as it started. It was my song. As the words filled the air, I met Edward's green eyes. My heart sped up when he started mouthing the words.

When you look at me

I don't know what to say

You make me wonder if forever

Is just another day

But I would run through endless forests

Swim across the sea

If you would only promise

To stay here with me

Who knew this slope could be so slick

It was never supposed to happen this way

I've fallen so quick

I can't think the word

Can't believe it to be true

I am so scared

I think I'm in love with you

I thought that that was the end of the song, but a new verse came on that I had never heard before.

If fate didn't want us together

We never would be

So I was just wondering

Will you spend forever with me?

My eyes, still locked with Edward's, teared up. Was he asking me what I think he was asking me? I thought that he was, but...Did I want him to be asking that? Of course, I did, that was a stupid question.

Keeping his eyes on mine, Edward lowered himself down to one knee. I felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach. I couldn't breathe.

"Isabella Marie Swan, will you marry me?"

He pulled out a box, which I knew held the ring. My ring. My engagement ring. It was...perfect. A small diamond sat atop a white gold band. It had emeralds on either side of it.

I still hadn't answered, but I didn't realize that until Edward's shining eyes started showing signs of nervousness.

"Yes," I whispered so quietly that I barely heard.

"What?" he asked just as quietly. I grinned huge.

" Yes, Edward Anthony Masen." And I tackled him. And I kissed him.

I don't know how long we spent making out on his floor, but I'm guessing it was quite a while. Because the person who cleared their throat to interrupt us was Carlisle and he didn't usually get home until five on weekdays.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with you two."

"There is nothing you can do, Dad. If I want to kiss my fiance, then I will." Edward's smart mouth was going to get us into trouble. I expected Carlisle to freak out and go into angry father mode, but instead he just smiled.

"So, she said yes?" I laughed, unable to hide my happiness.

"I said yes." Carlisle picked me up off the floor and hugged me.

"Welcome to the family," my future father-in-law said.

"Oh, and what a family it is," I said and Carlisle laughed.

"Can I have Bella back, please?" Edward asked and his dad finally released me. He went downstairs leaving us alone again.

"Edward, I thought you said that you only spent five dollars on my Christmas present."

"I did." Somehow, I just didn't find that believable. And the proof he was lying was the ring resting on my finger.

"Liar. I know you didn't get this ring out of a quarter machine." He pulled me tight in his arms.

"The cd was your Christmas present. The ring was a happy Tuesday present and had nothing at all to do with the upcoming winter holiday." Smart aleck. It's a good thing I loved him or else I'd kill him. I settled for punching him in the arm.

"When should we start planning the wedding?" Edward asked.

"We don't graduate from college for awhile. I don't see any reason to start planning so soon."

"What?" He asked in disbelief. I pointed out to him the numerous times that I had told him that I didn't want to get married until after college. "Give me one good reason why we should wait."

"Give me one good reason why we shouldn't," I countered. Edward smiled. I felt like I had walked into a trap.

" I'll give you three: One, I love you." He kissed me on the lips. "Two, you love me." He swept his lips along my jaw line in the way he knew I loved. I shivered and I felt his lips curl up in a smile. He kept kissing me. By the time he had started kissing my neck, I knew I was in danger of losing this arguement.

"What was your third reason?" I asked, my voice shaking. Edward suddenly pulled away.

"So we can finish what we were just doing," he asked, his green eyes glowing. He smiled victoriously.

"How do you feel about June?"

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A/N: The End. Really, it's the end this time, no more. Review, fun people.

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