"Runaway baby," I yelled, chasing after my naked one year old. He was giggling and squealing as he ran from me. "Someone catch that naked boy!"

"I got him," laughed Edward, coming out of the kitchen and scooping him up into his arms. Charlie laughed and tried to get down.

"Dada," he gabbled.

"No, no, Charlie, we have to get dressed for your party," laughed Edward, shaking his head as he looked over at me. "I've got this."

"Thank you," I smiled, handing him the clothes I had been trying to get on my son.

Edward kissed me before he headed upstairs to Charlie's room. I shook my head and headed outside to the patio. Rose was laying in the shade, cuddling with her sleeping three month old daughter, Aubrey Beth Cullen. She was the spitting image of Emmett down to the adorable dimples but she had Rose's blond hair and, from what we can tell from the three months of colic, Rose's temper.

"Hey, Rose," I smiled. "Aubrey finally go to sleep?"

"Finally," sighed Rose, looking back over at me. "Charlie running from you again?"

"Yes, the little stinker," I laughed. "Now, that he's mobile he thinks he rules this house."

"We all know he does," laughed Rose.

"He really does," I sighed, hanging up the last of the balloons.

Shaking my head again, I headed back into the house and went straight to the kitchen. Alice was standing in front of the stove, scooping out little balls of watermelon and dropping them into a bowl. Her six month old daughter, Olivia Simone, was sitting on the floor next to her, playing a few of our measuring cups.

"Whatcha doing, Olivia?" I asked, picking up the dark haired beauty up.

Olivia looked just like Alice, down to the black hair and the wide grayish blue eyes. The only difference was that while she looked just like Alice, she had inherited Jasper's calm demeanor, something that Emmett and Edward didn't think was fair. Edward confided in me that he was hoping she would be like Alice so she would get a taste of how she was. Then I reminded him that would mean that we had two Alice's and that shut the whining up pretty damn quickly.

"Olivia say, I was playing contently while Mommy was cooking," laughed Alice.

"Really, Alice?" I asked, doubtfully. "Cutting up a watermelon is hardly cooking."

"Whatever, Bella," said Alice, shaking her head. "It's the more than I usually do."

"True," I laughed.

The door bell rang so I carried Olivia over and pulled open the door. Charlie, Renee, Carlisle, and Esme were standing in the doorway, smiles on their faces and at least twenty presents stacked up in the arms. Someone went a little crazy with the birthday presents.

"Look, Olivia," I smiled. "It's Mammy, Pappy, Nano, and Papa. Can you say hi?"

"Hi, sweetie," cooed Esme, plucking the drooling baby out of my arms. "Someone is teething."

"Yeah, she's been chewing on everything," I said, leading them into the house.

Edward came down carrying a dressed Charlie. Once he spotted my father, he started squealing and wiggling in Edward's arms. Edward laughed as he put the boy down. Charlie came waddling as fast as his little legs could carry him until he was standing in front of his Pappy, who had abandoned his arm full of gifts and was squatting down.

"Hey, champ," laughed Charlie, lifting my son into his arms. "Are you having a birthday?"

"Mamamamamama," he babbled.

"That's Charlie for, 'Why, yes, Pappy, I am and I hope you didn't waste a lot of money on presents that I didn't need,'" I smirked. I swear all four of Charlie's grandparents rolled their eyes, and I'm pretty sure that Edward did too. "That's what I thought."

"You're only one once," mumbled Charlie, carrying little Charlie outside onto the patio.

Rolling my eyes this time, I followed them outside. Emmett was now holding Aubrey in his arms, cradling her onto his massive chest as she slept. Rose was sitting next to him, running her fingers through his hair. Jasper came out of his and Alice's house a moment later, carrying a rather large box in his hand that he added to the pile that our parents brought.

"So when is everyone else getting here?" asked Renee, just as the doorbell rang. "Asked and answered."

I laughed as I headed into the house and opened the front door. Garrett and Kate were standing in front of the large group of people. Thirteen month old, Masen, was in Garrett's arms. He looked just like Garrett, and acted like him too. Standing behind them were Peter and Charlotte, who was holding Fourteen month old, Rylie Ann. She was the spitting image of her brother Aiden, which was oddly comforting for both Peter and Charlotte. While she didn't replace their son in their hearts, she was a reminder that good things do happen. Behind them were Seth, Tanya, Sam, Emily, Jacob, Leah, Ben, and Angela.

"Come on in, guys," I smiled, waving them into the house. "Everyone is already outside."

"Bella, I need to talk to you and Edward real quick," said Charlotte.

I took a deep breath as I nodded my head. I headed out to the patio and motioned for Edward. He frowned as he got up and came inside. As soon as he saw Charlotte, I felt him tense up. This was one of those moments that we had dreaded over the last year.

The days following Charlie's entrance into the world had been very stressful for all of us, but especially Edward and I. Charlotte put him through a series of tests Echocardiograms, chest x-rays, and blood tests. Poor Charlie was put through the ringer. Charlotte confirmed that he did in fact have a ventricular septal defect, though it wasn't as severe as she originally thought. While that was great news, the fact was our son had a hole in his heart. We weighed our options and choose to see if the defect would heal it's self as he grew. We had to monitor him very closely over the last year, being careful to see any sign that he was having any complications.

As if knowing that our child had a heart problem wasn't hard enough, two months after Charlie was born, the press somehow found out and plastered it all over the news, internet, and tabloids. I suppose it was to be expected but it was hard enough to deal with the fear we felt as new parents without having cameras shoved in our faces all the time. Just one more price we pay to be famous rock stars.

We had just gone through another series of tests a few days ago to check on his heart, and I knew that I was nervous as hell as to what she is going to tell us.

"Breath, guys," laughed Charlotte, leading the two of us into the kitchen.

"We're trying," I whispered. "Just tell us already."

"Ok," smiled Charlotte. "Well, I got all of Charlie's test results back and I have good news. The films from his chest x-ray confirm what the echocardiogram showed. The defect has healed itself."

"Are you sure?" I asked, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill down my face. "Are you fucking sure, Charlotte?"

"Yes, I had a colleague go over all the results to make sure," smiled Charlotte. "Charlie's going to be just fine now."

Edward pulled me into his arms and held me as I let my tears fall freely. Only this time, I was crying tears of joy and happiness. I had been waiting to hear those words for over a year, ever since we found out he had the defect. After a few minutes, we wiped our tears off our faces and headed back out to the patio. Everyone smiled as they looked up at us and I knew Charlotte had told them about our good news.

"Pretty great, huh?" I asked, sitting down next to my father, who was holding his namesake in his lap. I ran my hand through Charlie's dark brown hair. "Been waiting for that moment for a year now."

"It's great," chuckled Charlie as my son climbed off his lap. We all watched as Charlie went over to where Rylie and Masen were playing. He grabbed a ball and threw it, bouncing it off Masen's head. "He's got quite the arm."

"Good thing Masen had Garrett's hard head," I smarted off.

"Funny, Bella, so freaking funny," muttered Garrett. It was still funny to hear Garrett say freaking instead of fucking but we all had to watch what we said with little ears around. "Your kid is a bully, picking on my son."

"Oh, yeah," snorted Edward as we watched Masen push Charlie down and throw the ball back at him, hitting him in the head. "Masen is mister innocent, alright."

"Anyway," I laughed, looking back at everyone. "Has anyone heard from Paul lately?"

"Yeah, I talked to him last week," said Sam. "He and Rachel are getting married."

"Aw," sighed all of us girls.

"Whatever," muttered Sam, earning a glare from Emily. "He's just started working for this security agency there in Indianapolis."

"That's great," I chuckled.

"So, Charlie, how's the bar doing?" asked Garrett.

"Eh, not too bad," shrugged Charlie, leaning back in this seat. "Been hard to get the place on it's feet and find a good staff but I think I finally found a couple decent bartenders," laughed Charlie, looking over at me. "Although they aren't as good as Bella, here."

"Eh, who is?" I asked, smiling as I stood up. "I'm starving. Let's eat before we let Charlie try to open that mountain of presents."

Everyone laughed even though I was completely serious. Why did a one year old need that many presents? Kate, Charlotte, and I grabbed our children from the sandbox and carried them into the house to wash their hands and faces. We fixed their plates and joined everyone back outside. Charlie sat in my lap as I feed him bits of watermelon, grapes, strawberries, and bananas. He was a huge fruit eater, which we were thrilled about.

By now Aubrey had woken up and Rose had gotten her a bottle and was trying to feed her while Emmett feed Rose. It was kind of cute in one of those gross kind of ways. I tease them both but Rose and Emmett were great parents. Aubrey often spent most of her days and nights wailing at the top of her lungs but it didn't seem to bother either of them.

Alice was feeding Olivia some strained apples that she had made. Right after I had Charlie, Alice decided she wanted to learn to make homemade baby food. She insisted that it was healthier than anything you could buy at the store. Once Alice puts her mind to it, you can't change it. Honestly, I didn't mind. The food she made for our children did look better than half that crap in the stores, anyway.

"What time is the show tonight?" asked Esme, popping a grape into her mouth.

"Um, seven," I said, smiling. "They are so excited about tonight."

"They should be," sighed Tanya. "Lord knows, we've put a lot of time and effort into getting this thing up and going."

"I'm sure they will be fantastic," I said, wistfully. "I can't wait to see Eclipse perform."

"How do you think Charlie's going to handle it?" asked my father.

"I think he'll be fine," I shrugged. "He loves coming to the studio with me or Edward and the others."

"Yeah, he starts shaking his little rear and dances," laughed Alice. "It's so cute."

Once we were finished eating, Edward and I helped Charlie open his presents. He got a ton of new clothes, toys, and books. Jasper bought him a little plastic guitar. Charlie grabbed it and started shaking his butt, causing all of us to laugh. Edward and I bought him a little tyke bike that he could ride all over the patio.

After he opened all his present, Edward helped him blow out his candle on his cake while we all sang him happy birthday. Esme had been snapping photos of the whole thing. After Charlie was born, we had her take photos of him and us for our press release. It boosted her career when People paid her quite a lot for them.

After cake and ice scream, everyone had to leave to get ready for the show tonight. We thanked them for everything and told them we would see them later. Renee, Esme, Carlisle, and Edward started cleaning up our mess from Charlie's party while Rose and Alice took their babies in for a nap.

"Someone is getting sleepy," commented Charlie as my son climbed into my lap, nestling himself into me.

"He's had a big day," I murmured, running my fingers through his dark hair as his eyelids started to close over his green eyes.

"I can't believe he's one already," sighed Charlie, shaking his head.

"He's growing like a weed," I said, looking over at my father.

"How do you think he's going to do on the new tour?" asked Charlie.

"I don't know," I sighed. "I think he will be ok, but spending three months on a bus is going to be hard. Spending three months in Europe…I guess we'll see."

"Suppose we will," laughed Charlie.

Later that night, Edward, Emmett, Jasper, Rose, Alice, and I, along with our parents and children, were standing on the side of the stage at the Staples Center watching Riley, Tia, Embry, and Celeste entertaining the crowd. Olivia and Aubrey were conked out in their strollers but little Charlie was swaying back and forth in Edward's arms. He was a true lover of music.

"Thank you," yelled Celeste into the mic. "Are you guys having fun tonight?"

"YES!" screamed the thousands of fans in the building.

"Awesome!" she cheered. She looked over at me and smiled. "We have a little surprise for all of you tonight." Oh crap "We have a couple special guests backstage and I think we need to get them out here on the stage. So maybe if we are really nice, Isabella Whitlock and Breaking Dawn will join us for a song. What do you think?"

"Oh, shit," I muttered, as the entire building started cheering and screaming for us to come out. I looked around at Edward, Emmett, Jasper, Rose, and Alice, who all looked just as shocked as I was.

"Come on now," taunted Celeste, speaking into the mic. "Don't be shy."

"I'm so going to prank her ass on the tour," I muttered, heading out onto the stage. I heard the others laughing as they left our children with their grandparents and followed me out.

"YAY!" cheered Celeste. She stepped away from the mic and handed me her guitar. "You're welcome, by the way."

"I'll get you back for this," I smiled. "So help me god, I will get you back for this."

"Sure you will," she smirked.

I laughed as I turned back to Edward, Emmett, Rose, Alice, and Jasper, who had all taken their places behind Eclipses equipment. I smiled and shook my head at all of them. It had been a long time since the six of us had played on the same stage together.

"What should we play?" I asked.

"You know what to play," laughed Emmett. I shook my head and took a deep breath.

"Ok, Let's do it," I smiled.

So when I started writing Breaking Swan like three years ago, I never in a million, zillion years imagined that it would end up like this. Thank you to everyone that has read and reviewed the first one and this one. I appreciate it all more than you will ever know!