Hello, folks! I have loved writing this fantabulous story with all of you fantabulous people! I think I'm going to cry just thinking about ending my first Twilight fanfic. Well, enjoy the last chapter. It's really long just to warn you…
I stood at the end of the isle, my hands at my side, Carlisle smiling at me from his place on the platform. I rubbed my hands together nervously. Dang it, this was hard! Though, I shouldn't have gotten stressed over it. I actually missed it afterwards.
The double doors opened and there she stood, dressed in white, walked down the row, a bouquet of red roses in her hand. Charlie walked beside her, looking immensely reluctant but happy for her. I smiled at her. She blushed. I loved that and I would miss it.
I was getting married. Bella was going to be my wife.
I thought back to the day when I had asked her to marry me.
"…And so, Isabella Swan, will you, reluctant as you may be, marry me?"
"Yes!" she had exclaimed.
The image in my head dissolved and was replaced with another.
"C'mon Bella, try it, please?" I pleaded.
"Edward!" she had whined. When she saw my longing expression, however she grumbled the word 'fine'.
She took the topaz stone from my hand and fit the white gold onto her finger. A perfect fit.
The picture changed.
Our lips met as I tried not to touch her tongue. My hand slid up around her neck; my other one on her perfect waist. She entwined her fingers in my hair and pulled me closer to her warm body. My lips ran up her cheek and onto her mouth, then to her ear.
"I love you, Bella," I whispered.
The scene changed…
And I was back to where I was, standing on the end of a very long, red carpet where Bella was walking. The rest of the werewolves were there, including my family, the vampires from Denali, Billy Black and the Clearwaters (Seth and Leah sat with the wolves, though). Everybody in the room- except Billy and Mrs. Clearwater- were wrinkling their noses in disgust to the smell. I chuckled to myself. The smell didn't bother me anymore. I was used to it.
We had already had a funeral for Jacob a few years back. It was 4 years since Fire had joined our coven. She was a wonderful addition; even the Volturi were reluctant to give her up. For some reason she was interested in a boy at school named Tyler Crowley. Who knew?
"Isabella Swan," Carlisle said, sounded like, well, like someone who marries people. "Do you take Edward Anthony Mason Cullen to be your lawful, wedded husband?"
I heard her swallow, then gasp, "Yes."
Carlisle smiled. I laughed quietly.
"Edward Anthony Mason Cullen, do you take this stunningly beautiful women to be your lawful wedded wife?"
"I love her with all of my heart," I answered him. "And will continue to love her forever. I do."
"You may kiss the bride."
"Thank you, Edward," I said softly so only another vampire could hear me.
"You're welcome, Love," he answered me.
I felt a tear slide down my cold, granite cheek. Yes, I was crying. Strange for a vampire, eh? Well, Carlisle thinks my power is humanness. I hate it. What kind of power is that?
Of course, Edward likes it. I can still blush, cry, use the washroom, and, believe it or not, have babies.
"Mommy!" cried the little vampire boy, running into the room. Jacob was six now. And he would age until he wanted to stop. That was his power. He could become any age he wanted. Though, he decided that he liked being six so that's what he will be for a while.
"Yes, Darling?" I said, holding his pallid face in my hands.
"Rosalie keeps tugging on my hair!" he screamed.
"Shh!" I soothed. That was another one of my powers. I had the motherly gift of love. "I will be there in a moment, Dear."
Rosalie was not Rosalie Hale. She was another one of our children. I guess I should mention it. Rosalie died trying to fight the Volturi. They came here and started to attack us. She died in the process, but on the upside, all of the human blood drinkers were dead…er.
But of course, there was always a third child.
Edward and I poked our heads around the corner to see our beautiful Edward Cullen II. His dark bronze hair hung in his face as he listened to his iPod with his topaz eyes closed. Edward's power was just like his father's. He could read minds, but he could also transfer messages to others' minds, too. According to Edward, he had my nose and ears but he was an exact copy of his father, otherwise.
(Author's Note: If you are wondering how a vampire can have babies and have them grow up, here's my little story. The vampire babies grow up and then, when they are ready, ask to be bitten by another vampire. The transformation is still three days but not nearly as painful as a human transformation. So, they are born half vampire, but they age and then, if they are bitten, they become true vamps. Got it? Cool. On with the story!)
"So why does your pride make you run and hide? Are you that afraid of me?" Edward, my boy, sang to his iPod. I loved his natural singing voice. "But I know it's a lie what you keep inside. This is not how you want it to be…"
I listened to the music waves coming from the white headphones. He tapped his foot to the rhythm of the song. So cute! I love my little Edward. I loved him too much.
"So baby I will wait for you. 'Cause I don't know what else I can do. Don't tell me I ran out of time. If it takes the rest of my life, I'll wait for you."
His eyes opened. He smiled at us. "Mom, dad, could you kindly step out of my couch room" (do you like the word I used. Couch room instead of bedroom cause they don't need beds cause they don't sleep! HA! Sorry, I'm a bit hyper tonight!) "and leave me be? Thank you…DAD!!! STOP READING MY MIND!!!"
Edward, my husband, chuckled. "I love you."
My son chuckled. "You rock, dad."
The Next Day...
We were having a family meeting in the living room. Ten heads stared at me. I was a little intimidated. What was going on? Why did we have to have this right now?
Carlisle said, "We have all gathered here to discuss something." He stared straight at me.
I groaned. "Oh, no! Don't tell me. Some creepy red-eyed vampires from Italy are out to get me, a bunch of newborns are gathering in Forks, or you forgot to burn all of the pieces from James' body and he's coming after me."
Emmett and Jasper burst out laughing. Esme gave them a stern, motherly look.
"Nice try, Bella," Alice said, smiling. "But it's different this time. The werewolves have found out that you are a vampire. They are going to ambush us tomorrow at 3:10 p.m."
"We will have to move. I'm sorry, Bella. It's the only way for us to be safe," Carlisle said, sadly.
I stayed silent. I half wished that James would come back to life and start stalking me right now then move away from Charlie.
"'S okay," I mumbled.
Edward hugged me tighter.
"I love you," he whispered in my ear.
I kissed him. "I love you, too."
"Oh, Bella!" exclaimed Emmett, disgustedly.
"What?" I sounded startled.
"Stop fluffing with Edward! It's making me sick!"
"Oh and you can't fluff with other girls at school, huh?"
"Well, those girls are hot!" he admitted with a smirk.
The next instant, Edward was on top of him, punching every inch of his body he could find. Emmett was laughing. "Okay, Edward…I'm…sorry…stop…it…that…tickles!"
"Loser," I muttered.
"Yeah, well there are bigger losers in the world than me, you know," he shot back.
"Oh yeah?" I challenged. "Who?"
"Uh…Victoria!" he gave me.
"Victoria wasn't a loser. Well, she was, but a different type. She was actually cunning and smart. Unlike some people I know…" I trailed off.
Emmett looked offended. I laughed.
Then I realized something.
"Oh my gosh!" I shouted.
"What?" Edward sounded worried.
"Victoria is dead!"
They all burst out laughing. It was good to be part of the family.
Thank you so much for all your reviews! I loved working with you guys and taking ideas!!! Thank you so much for everything that you've done! I might make a sequel but it will be a while since I'm working on a Maximum Ride story, too. Thank you again! I love you all and so does the Lord Jesus Christ.
-Werewolf hunter KC