Last update for this story! Sorry people :-(
Epilogue – Bella:
Five years later – June
"Momma! Aina's wearing my pink dress again! Tell her she can't wear it!"
"Keely, are you wearing the dress right now?"
"Then you should share it with your sister. Don't be such a tattletale."
Keely crossed her arms over her chest as she stood at the top of the stairs and pouted at me. She looked like my mom when she did that and I couldn't help but smile at her gently.
I felt a tug at my pant leg and bent down to pick the 2-year-old up without even having to look to see who it was.
"Momma…juice…" Owen waved his sippy cup in front of my face.
"OK, birthday boy, let's get you some juice."
I carried him into the kitchen on my hip to find Esme feeding my 10-month-old, Alys, as I walked to the fridge to grab the apple juice.
"How's my little Aly baby?" I asked as I set Owen down to fill his cup.
"She's really liking the applesauce," Esme said.
I handed Owen his cup and kissed him on the top of his head before I leaned over and kissed Alys on her forehead. She giggled at me as applesauce dribbled down her chin where Esme caught it with the spoon.
"Hello! We're here!"
Alice walked in with Aiden on her hip. She and Jasper were married a month after Keely and Aina's 1st birthday, and she found out she was pregnant with Aiden one year later. He's such a little Jasper, very quiet and shy until he gets to know you.
Rosalie wasn't far behind as she had Madeline in a car seat with Ethan trailing behind her shyly.
"Hey Ethan," I said as I bent down to hug him, the oldest of the grandchildren.
"Hi Aunt Bella," he said.
He laughed as I lifted him in the air and spun him around. Although not quite as dear to me as my own children, Ethan will always have a special place in my heart.
I set Ethan down in a chair as Keely and Aina ran into the kitchen to greet him, they loved their cousin. He's generally less than enthusiastic since he's at that 'girls have cooties' stage of life. It doesn't help that Emmett likes to jokingly reinforce this notion—even after I've explained that Ethan's still too young to get the joke.
We were all together today for Owen's second birthday, and Edward was out back setting everything up for the party. We sat the kids down in front of the TV to watch a movie so the mom's could begin making the snacks and chatting.
"Did Emmett and Jasper go out back to help do the manly stuff?"
"Yep," Rosalie said with a roll of her eyes, "Emmett was very excited to get his chance to use Edward's new grill."
I laughed – Edward loves his little toys. He had just finished his residency and was working at the Harborview Medical Center as a cardiologist. We bought our house a little over a year ago, while I was pregnant with Alys, and he immediately went about buying things like a huge, fancy grill and a 52-inch plasma screen HDTV.
Suddenly, Edward and Jasper walked into the kitchen through the screen door to get the hamburgers and hotdogs out of the fridge. On their way back out, Edward walked behind me and kissed the top of my head.
Just as the screen door closed behind him, the front door opened and I heard some of the kids yell, "Grandpa!"
I walked into the living room to find Dad and Sue being mobbed by all three of my four kids and Ethan. Dad had a bag full of colorfully wrapped boxes in one hand and was holding Owen up with the other.
"Poppa!" Owen called – he just loves to say that over and over again. At one point, I'm pretty sure he thought everyone's name was Poppa.
"There's my little Owen," Dad said as Sue took the bags from him and set them by the door.
Aina held her arms out to Sue for a hug and Sue swung her up until Aina was settled on her right hip. "Hello little one, how are you?"
"Fine grandma," Aina replied quietly.
Dad and Sue finally made their way into the living room and I got a hug from both of them.
"Hey Dad, how was the drive?"
"It was fine," he said. "Just long, like always."
Sue and I glanced at each other and rolled our eyes in unison.
"So, how's Seth doing in Oregon?" I asked. Seth would be a sophomore at Oregon State in the fall, he got a soccer scholarship.
"Great, he loves it," Sue said as she followed me into the kitchen.
"I miss Uncle Seth," Aina said quietly, still clinging tightly to her grandma.
"Oh, he misses his little Aina, too," Sue replied as she squeezed Aina tight. "Don't worry; he'll be home at Christmas time."
"Any girlfriends up there in Corvallis?" Rosalie asked.
"He hasn't mentioned any, thank god!" Sue said.
"I'm surprised, I thought he'd have to beat them off with a stick," Rose responded.
It was true, ever since Seth's junior year in high school – when he had that growth spurt that left him at around 6' 4" – he's turned into one good-looking kid.
We began to take the food out to the table set up outside. Emmett had already managed to take over grill duties, leaving Edward free to have a beer with Carlisle and Jasper. Dad soon joined in the fun.
I walked back into the kitchen to find the birthday cake had cooled and was ready for icing. I took out the cans of frosting and began to spread them white fluff onto the yellow cake when I felt a tug at my pant leg again – this time it was Keely.
"Can I help, Momma?"
"Sure baby," I said as I lifted her up and handed her a plastic spatula.
She sat on the counter next to the cake and helped me smear the frosting. She was very meticulous about it, too – she slowly dragged the spatula around the sides of the cake, making sure no yellow showed through.
"That's really good, Babygirl," I said as I watched her work.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Wow, this place is just Grand Central Station today, isn't it Keely?"
"Mm-hmm," she replied as she finished her side of the cake – I must say it looked a lot better than mine.
I lifted her up as she licked some of the frosting off the spatula and we went to answer the door. Right before me, much to my surprise, was Jacob. I had invited him, but I wasn't sure if he was going to show.
That day that he showed up in the hospital to see the twins, things changed. He had said he wanted us to be friends, but soon after, he became infuriatingly elusive. I was never sure when I was going to hear from him.
"Uncle Jake!" Keely called as she began to reach for him.
"Hey Keely! Wow, look how big you've gotten," Jacob said as he pulled her into his arms. "How old are you now? 16, 17?"
"I'm 4," she laughed.
"Oh, my mistake," Jake said. "But you know, it's a good thing you're still 4, because when you get older I won't be able to do this."
He started tickling her sides and she squealed with laughter.
"Stop! Please Uncle Jake!" She laughed.
"What? Don't stop? Please keep tickling me, Uncle Jake? OK!!"
He continued his attack for another minute until I finally managed to get a word in, "So, how have you been, Jake?"
"Good, good," he said. "Still in La Push, still working at the shop."
Jacob's natural gift for all things automotive led to a career as a mechanic. I guess he must do pretty well for himself – considering the very nice pickup now sitting in my driveway. I'm sure that would be the boy's next object of interest once they spotted it.
"Dad's great! Hasn't Charlie told you? They go fishing all the time."
"What else is new?" I quipped as we headed inside.
I noticed Jacob pull a box out of his coat pocket and set it with the other presents for Owen.
"So where's the birthday boy?"
"Outside with his Poppa," I said.
"Man, that kid really loves Charlie, doesn't he?"
"Uh-huh," I said as I went to work with a pastry bag writing 'Happy Birthday, Owen' on the cake.
Jacob leaned up against the counter with Keely still in his arms and watched me carefully put the lettering on. I watched him back out of the corner of my eye.
"So," I finally said as I put a candle in the shape of a 2 on as the finishing touch, "Seeing anyone?"
"You ask that every time," he said.
"And every time you say no," I continued, "I guess I'm hoping one of these times you say yes."
"Because I worry about you," I said. "I haven't heard of you really dating anyone since we broke up and that was, what, seven years ago?"
"I've dated other people," he said defensively.
"Some girls at school, you just never met them because they were never serious things."
"Why not? You should have a serious thing with someone, Jacob. You're 25-years-old, now, and you're a funny, smart and good-looking guy. Any girl would be lucky to have you."
"Oh really? Is that why you just broke up with me for no reason?"
"That's old news, Jake. And it wasn't for no reason – I just didn't have romantic feelings for you. We were becoming like brother and sister."
"Only to you," he countered. "I've never looked at you as my sister. I already have two sisters, Bella, I don't need another one."
I sighed and picked up the cake, "I thought you said you want to be friends, Jake. We can't be friends if you want to bring up all of the not-so-great times whenever we see each other."
"Maybe Jacob should just excuse himself if he's not going to behave."
I turned to see Edward standing by the screen door with a dangerous look on his face.
"Not very hospitable, Eddie," Jacob said. "I came to celebrate Owen's birthday."
Edward walked over and held out his arms to Jacob – after a brief, tense moment, Jake finally handed Keely to Edward. But they continued to star each other down for the rest of the day.
Everyone stayed until it was time to put the kids to bed, and I went out to the front porch after I tucked my babies in. Jacob was sitting there, and I sighed as I sat next to him.
We sat in awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity.
"Why did it have to turn out this way, Bells? Weren't we supposed to have a life together?"
"I guess not, Jake," I replied simply. "If we were, that's how things would have happened."
"But, you don't understand," he continued, "I don't even see other women, Bella. I can't find another person I am even remotely as in love with as you. You're it for me."
"Jake," I sighed as I leaned back and looked up at the moon, "You're being absurd. You've never even left Washington, how can you possible know there isn't a woman out there for you?"
"I don't need to," he replied as he turned to me.
He was leaning in for a kiss and I wound my hand back and slapped him sharply. He recoiled and put his hand to his cheek.
"What was that for?"
"Give me a break, Jacob! Are you serious? I'm married, I have four children and a wonderful life. So, what do you want from me?"
He glared at me with his hand still on his cheek, "Nothing…I don't want anything from you. There! Are you satisfied?"
"Go home Jacob…and please don't come back."
Oh, don't worry – it doesn't end here people! I'm thinking up a sequel that should involve all of heroes…and a few of our villains! Start thinking up certain themes and a title for it! I'll start once I finish "What if I am a superhero?"
Until next time, friends…