Epilogue: The End
By: courthale
POV: Emmett

2 months later

I heard the door to the bathroom slam shut and I groaned. Things had been weird around here lately. She was a fucking mess. One minute she was crying, the next she was yelling. I felt like a yo yo going every which way.

"Emmett!" She yelled even though she knew I was just on the couch with my laptop. I sighed.

"In here, baby!" I said back.

I could hear her stomping to me as she made her way to me. She woke me up last night, crying over something really fucking mundane and ridiculous. All I wanted to do was make it better but she yelled at me and threw me out. She made me sleep on the couch for the rest of the night.

"Ya know, I'm really fed up with this shit!" She glowered at me. I shrunk back into the couch from the look in her eyes. She was furious.

"What?" I said innocently and unintentionally covering my crotch from harm.

"YOU DIDN'T FUCKING CLEAN THE SINK AFTER YOU SHAVED!" She screamed, throwing my razor at me. I ducked and the very expensive, very reliable razor shattered against the wall behind me. That just fucking pissed me off. One thing about a man you should know; It takes for fucking ever to find a good razor. And she just fucking broke the sacred thing.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I shouted back at her. I stood from the couch and glared at her. She just glared right back at me, not backing down. "Alice gave me that for Christmas three years ago." I said, bending down to pick up the scattered pieces. I focused my attention on the broken razor. I didn't hear anything for a minute then I heard her voice speak softly.

"I'm so sorry." She sniffled. I sighed, knowing where this was going. Now she was crying and sad. It was an endless cycle that never ended.

"These mood swings make me think you're pregnant or something." I shook my head. I expected there to be some snide comment back but there was only silence. I stood up straight and turned to look at her.

Her mouth was in and 'o' shape and she had a far away look in her eyes. She started to count on her fingers, mumbling to herself. Her eyes went wide and she finally acknowledged me.

"Shit!" She finally spoke. "I haven't had my period in two months." She said, her chest rising and falling with each quick breath.

"Wait. What?" I asked, completely unprepared for that.

"Grab your keys. We're going to the store." She said and went into our bedroom. She came out wearing my hoodie from University of Chicago Booth School of Business. It swallowed her, but her skinny jeans showed her small figure. I gulped.

Maybe not small for long.

I grabbed my keys, wallet and slipped on my shoes while chasing after her. We made it to my car without a word and drove in silence. The anticipation was killing me. I thrummed my fingers on the steering wheel out of habit and nervousness. I looked over while at a red light and Bella was biting her bottom lip so much that I thought it might bleed.

We were so pregnant and we both knew it.

I pulled into the parking lot and couldn't find a space anywhere. I drove closer to the front and saw an empty space called Stork Parking. It had a picture of a stork and a pregnant woman walking. I easily parked and turned to Bella.

"We can't park here." She said and pointed to the sign.

"Oh, what? I think we have every right to." I said and jumped out of the car quickly, not waiting for her reply. I waited at the back of the car for her and took her hand in mine.

We walked, well, jogged into the store going for the pharmacy in the back. We skidded to a stop in front of the tests. It was a plethora of home pregnancy tests.


First Response


I kept looking down the aisle and snorted when I saw something very ironic.

"What?" Bella said from beside me.

"Isn't it just a bit ironic to have the condoms and the pregnancy tests on the same shelf?" I asked rhetorically. She let out a small giggle too.

"Never noticed before." She shrugged. She reached up and grabbed one test, reading the package. "This one says it can tell four days before your missed period and is digital, so that way it's easy to read." She said. I grabbed it along with another one before grabbing her hand again and making our way to the register.

On the way, I felt her tug on my hand. She stopped in front of an aisle of candy. She turned to me, her eyes pleading with me. Her little pout began to form, asking me to get her some. I sighed and then smiled. I kissed her little pout and grabbed a few monster bags of candy and began my pursuit of the registers again. This time we made it without delay.

About half an hour later we were back home. I tossed the bags of candy onto the shelf then followed Bella to our room. She took off my hoodie and her shoes. I was worried as fuck about what we would do, but at the same time I had fun imagining being a father.

"I'm gonna pee on it and whatever else it says to do. Just wait here." She sighed. I nodded and sat on the edge of the bed.

I thought about all the things this would mean. Would we need to get a house? Would we be good parents? What about our jobs? We were very busy as it was and a baby was a huge deal. What would we do if she were? Would she want to keep it? Oh fuck, I never even asked her.

The door opened signaling her return and her expression was apprehensive. She was wringing her hands and biting her bottom lip.

"Emmett?" She said quietly.

"Yeah, baby." I looked over to her

"What if I am?" She whispered. I looked over at her and sighed. I opened my arms and she walked over to me. She sat on my lap with her legs on each side, straddling me. She put her hands on either side of my face and rested her forehead on mine.

"Honestly?" I asked looking into her eyes.

"Truth. No bullshit." She said back.

"I want it." I said with determination. "I want it all. The kids, the suburbs, and that stereotypical white picket fence. I want it. This is our chance." I finished, looking deeply into her eyes. She had unshed tears shining and giggled.

"Good, me too." She said and kissed me. I moaned into her mouth as she deepened the kiss. I was just about to throw her onto the bed when a timer suddenly went off.

"Is that for…..?" I asked against her lips. She nodded. I ran my thumb over her flushed cheek and she leaned into my palm. I smiled and kissed her lips one last time. She stood from my lap and took my hand.

We both walked over to the small stick of fate and looked, seeing…

6 ½ months later

"Hey, Em." I heard from the door and smiled. "Mind if I come in for a little bit?"

"I always have time for my little sister." I grinned and she came to sit in the chair across from my desk.

"So, how is everything?" She asked genuinely. I just chuckled.

"It's great." She looked to be uncertain to if I was telling the truth. "Really!" I smiled.

"Well, if you say so……" She trailed off.

Just then the phone rang and I held it up to see the caller ID.

"Hey," I answered.

"Get over here."

"What!" I said and stood from my chair. "Where are you?" I threw on my coat and told Alice to follow me. I hung up the phone after getting all the information I needed and climbed into my car.

"Is it?" She asked, getting into the passenger side. I nodded and started the car without a word. She sat next to me not saying anything, for which I was grateful. I needed to process this. It was too soon.

We parked and quickly made our way inside. The receptionist smiled at us and somewhere in there I heard a greeting, but I cut her off.

"Isabella McCarty?" I asked her breathlessly. She looked through some papers and scanned them quickly.

"Labor and delivery floor, 3rd floor. Room 314." She said as we took off again. We skidded to a stop at the elevators.

"Are you okay?" Alice asked and took my hand. I nodded with my head, looking straight at the metal doors. She squeezed my hand to get my attention. "Look at me, Em."

I didn't.

"Okay fine, don't. But this is scaring you. I see it in your eyes. You need to calm down. If you're not calm, then she won't be calm." She pointed out.

I nodded and let out a gust of breath. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to give myself a talk.

"We could pray." I could hear the smile in her voice. I knew what she was doing. I just nodded and said it with her.

"Dear little baby Jesus, who's sittin' in his crib watchin the Baby Einstein videos, learnin' 'bout shapes and colors. I would like to thank you for bringin' me and my moma together, and also that my kids no longer sound like retarded gang-bangers."

We busted up laughing as the doors opened. Talladega Nights would never get old. Alice did her job though and got me calmed. We walked quickly as the doors opened. We found number 314 quickly and opened the door.

Bella was sitting with her back to me, resting on her side. Jasper was sitting next to the bed with her facing him and he stood when we came in. They were having lunch together so she must have started the contractions with him there. Her head turned to the door and gave us a small smile. I walked over to her side and took the chair Jasper was sitting in.

"How are you, baby?" I said and brushed a piece of hair off her sweaty forehead.

"It hurts." She whispered. She seemed to be holding all the pain in well. It seemed as though if she spoke too much she might lose that control.

"I know. But think about the end result." I whispered and kissed her cheek. She smiled and closed her eyes.

"Yeah." She said back just as quietly.

A few hours later we were set. Bella's hand was in mine, squeezing tightly. Her head was to her chest as she pushed and the doctor counted. She laid back on the bed after awhile and caught her breath.

"I'm so tired." She said after he told her just one more time.

"You can do it." I said and rested my forehead on hers. She nodded and braced her self before pushing one more time.

With one last push our son was born. They cleaned him quickly and set him on Bella's chest. He was crying, but even then he was so beautiful. He had mop of dark hair on his head. He would take after his mother there. I was more than happy to have him look like her.

"Hey, little man." She said and stroked his cheek. He calmed down a bit and looked up at her. His eyes were a grayish blue color. I knew the eye color would take some time, but it was cool nonetheless.

"Hi." I said and brought my finger to his tiny hands. He latched onto it quickly and looked over to me.

"Name?" A nurse with a clipboard asked.

"Makin Aaron McCarty." We both answered. We chuckled a little at the middle name. It was Elvis' middle name and we thought since he married us it was only fitting.

"So, Makin, you ready to be our kid?" I asked with a smile. He just yawned widely and I laughed. "Already think I'm boring. Okay, I see how it is." I said in a mock hurt tone. I looked over and Bella was watching with a smile.

"I love you, both of you." She said softly.

"I love you, both of you." I repeated the sentiment. I leaned over and kissed her salty lips from the tears and sweat.

1 month later

"So, you have all our numbers and the……" Bella said, holding onto Makin like she would never see him again. Sue cut off her words that she had repeated about three times since we got here.

"I know, Bella. I do have two adult children that I raised." Sue said softly and held out her arms for him. Bella sighed and passed him over with a soft kiss to the forehead.

"I'll miss you." She said softly. I came over and put my arm around her waist.

"It's okay. We'll be back in a few hours." I kissed her temple and she nodded.

"You kids go have fun." Sue smiled. I nodded and kissed her cheek. She was a really awesome lady and a great mother in her own right. She just had an aura about her that made her seem like pies and aprons.

"We will." I said and winked. She knew what I had planned tonight. Bella kissed Makin one more time then I led her out to the car.

I helped her in before getting into my side and taking off. I drove to the location and parked with a confused Bella by my side. I walked over and helped her out the car. She still looked so radiant. Her body looked amazing before and now, with a little meat, looked so fucking sexy.

Her breasts were all round and perfect. Her hips came out a little more and she sashayed more with her steps. I don't even think she noticed. The little bump on her belly was slowly going away with the mommy yoga classes. It was so adorable to see her in her yoga pants and tank top with Makin on her hip in his little shorts and shirt.

"Where are we?" She whispered in awe.

"Just a little place I found a few years ago." I said and held out my arm for her. She tucked her arm in the crook of my elbow to walk with me.

I led us over to the canopy with twinkle lights surrounding the edges. A table was sat beneath it with a candle and two place settings. I knew my last proposal was perfect for us, but I wanted her to feel special. After all she did for me this past year, she deserved this. She gave me her love. She then gave me her heart. Then after all the shit we went through, she gave me another chance. And even then she gave me her forever by marrying me.

"It's beautiful." She whispered and I pulled out her chair for her. She sat with a smile for me.

"I saw it the other day and though I would bring you here." I said and held her hand over the table. She twined our fingers and squeezed.

"Good evening, lady and gentleman." I heard from beside us and smiled. Felix stood there in a suit. He heard my plans and volunteered to be our server.

"Hello, Felix." She smiled at him.

Dinner was nice and we had a nice discussion. We caught up on things at the bar. She had taken maternity leave for the six weeks after Makin was born. She kept worrying about what we would do and how we would manage. I knew deep down she was just worried about leaving him for herself. She was a great mother and was extremely attached that it would be difficult for her.

"Well, I'm assuming all of this is for a reason." She said and waved her hand around.

"No, I came here to talk about us." I said somberly. She saw right through me and had a small smile on her face.

"Oh, yeah." She said and took a sip of her wine. I nodded and sighed dramatically.

"Bella," I paused. "I was thinking that maybe we went about this all wrong." I stood and went to kneel by her side.

"How's that?" She asked, turning to face me. I held her hands in mine and kissed her knuckles. I reached one hand in my pocket and found the small velvet box. I lifted it for her to see and she giggled.

"I want to marry you." I said and pulled the ring out. I took it and placed it on her finger.

"I haven't even said yes." She joked.

"I want to marry you, again." I smiled. She beamed back at me and I kissed her finger that now held the ring I had bought her over a year ago. I wanted the perfect moment, and this was it.

"I might need to sleep on it." She teased.

I stood and pulled her into my arms. We held each other, swaying to the piano music set for background music. She suddenly groaned and pulled back.

"You're telling Alice." She said and pointed into my chest. "And she has to keep it to my specifications. No froo froo shit." She said. I laughed loudly and nodded.

"Anything for you, baby." I whispered against her lips and kissed her.

We remarried in front of our friends and family that August. Things were perfect and just amazing. Makin was 10 months old at the time and Alice carried him down the aisle with her as our ring barer. It was perfect and just us. I loved our first wedding and would never take it back, but seeing her walk down the aisle to me in her white gown was just a breathtaking moment. I was glad I got it and would forever be thankful that this perfectly stubborn, critical, movie loving, beer drinking, sports watching woman with the greatest body ever wanted me.

Wedding night

"This is so fucking awesome." She squealed and ran over to the bed. She bounced on the mattress a few times. The dress that she had changed into after the wedding was not holding things up all that well, at least not for jumping.

I rented The Drake's Presidential Suite for the night. It was a pretty penny, but so worth it. The place was huge and everything was gold and cream, giving it a warm feel.

"I hoped you'd like it." I laughed. A knock at the door interrupted me and I turned quickly to get it. It was the bell hop with our bags. I told him where they went and he quickly put them in the foyer. I slipped him a twenty and thanked him.

Suddenly, a tiny body was wrapped around me as soon as I turned around. Bella's lips attached to mine quickly and I was left stunned. When I overcame the shock I quickly responded. Her lips turned up in a smile against mine.

"Listen." She whispered once her lips made their way to my ear. "No crying." She giggled. Our son was a sleeper during the day, but fully awake and irritable during the night. It was never something that we found annoying or faulted him for, it was just a bit tiring. I laughed and held her to me as I made my way back to the bed.

"No foreplay, baby. I'm so horny." I growled into her ear. She moaned at my words and licked my neck.

"I concur." We had been together physically only a handful of times since Makin was born and I was feeling a serious case of blue balls.

"Maybe later, but I need you." I said desperately.

"I know, I know." She said and her hands went to my shirt. I came over to the bed and laid her down with me hovering over. Her hands gripped my shirt and the next thing I heard were my buttons hitting different surfaces around the room.

"Eager." I kissed and licked her neck, while biting occasionally. She was writhing and moaning beneath me. "Just how I like you." I chuckled. She laughed breathlessly with me and slipped my shirt off me.

Her hands went the belt on my dress pants and mine went to the zipper on the side of her dress. I unzipped it as fast as I could and she took off my belt with a snap. I pulled the dress from her body to see her in a matching thong and bra set. It was lace and blood red.

"God, you're going to kill me." I growled. Her hands went into my pants as soon as the zipper was down. Her hand grasped my shaft and rubbed me. I moaned and bucked my hips into her hand.

I had her bra and thong off in a flash and my pants and boxers found their way to the floor too. Somehow she managed to roll me over to where she was on top, but the view was so nice, I didn't mind. Sooner than I had anticipated I was buried deep inside her and she was riding me. I felt like such a teenager about to blow his load too soon.

"Bella...." I groaned.

"I know. Me neither." She gasped and put her hands on my chest to steady herself. The sight of her breasts right in front of my face was to much. I brought my hand to where we were joined and found her clit. I pinched and circled it to throw her over the edge with me.

"Come with me, baby. I want you to come." I said breathlessly. She tensed above me and let go. Her climax triggered my own and we came together.

3 years after the wedding (Present day)

I sit here in our backyard. It's a fall day with oranges, reds and gold colors surrounding me. I breath in the crisp air and feel it in my lungs and let out a contented sigh. I look out at the jungle gym and swing set I had built for my son's fourth birthday. The swings sway with the Chicago wind and I feel a shiver. The cool air is moving in quickly.

"Dad, look." I look and find my son waving me over and I smile.

He had grown into a perfect child. He had Bella's dark reddish hair and green eyes. I loved that he had so much of his mother in his features. He had my ability for sports though. Even at close to five he loved it all. Most of all he liked baseball. I took him to his first Cubs game with his grandpa and Uncle when he was only four. He still wears the hat I got him.

"What?" I say once I get over to where he is. He just holds up his hand to signal that I should give him a minute. I stand back and let him get ready. He sets up his tee and wiffle ball that he always seemed to have lately.

"Watch." He tells me with his eyebrows scrunched and a look of concentration that looks just like his mother's.

He swings the bat flawlessly for his five-year-old coordination. The ball goes flying until it hits the other side of the yard's fence. It's the furthest he has ever hit it. I feel a surge of pride that he worked so hard to get it that far. He's been out here for the last week working on it. And our yard is not little.

"That's perfect." I yell and pick him up. I spin him around and he giggles. I bring him down and hold him to me. He wraps his arms around my neck to hug me.

"I love you, dad." He whispers and kisses my cheek.

"I love you too, son." I say back because I mean it with everything that I have. I feel a small body attack my legs and know exactly who it is.

"Mia, I said not to run into your daddy. What if he fell?" Bella calls from the deck.

"I'm sorry, mommy. I just wanted to hug my daddy too." She pouts back. I put Makin back on the ground and open my arms.

"All you had to do was ask, my little Mia Gabriella." I tell her. She giggles and puts her tiny arms around my neck. Now Mia, she was a combination of us both. Her soft blonde curls fall down her back and her green eyes are always mischievous in the most adorable way. I kiss her little button nose and she giggles more.

I see Makin run over to his mother and whisper into her ear. She smiles that smile that always takes my breath away.

"I'm so proud, baby." She hugs him.

He is so proud of his accomplishment he had to tell his mother. He hugs her back fiercely before running to get the ball again. I pick up my baby girl and walk over to my wonderful wife. She tries to lift a box full of toys from the table on the deck before she growls in frustration.

"Leave that. I'll get it later." I say to her.

"I swear, Emmett. No more after this one." She says and points to her swollen stomach. I just smirk and nod.

"Whatever you say, baby. Whatever you say." I say and kiss her before putting our daughter down to go play.

We sit and watch the scene play out in front of us. Our daughter plays in the sandbox and our determined son gets in a few more swings. I rub her belly that holds our final child, a son.

"How's Carter doing?" I ask her and kiss her lips softly.

"His usual bouncy self. All over my bladder." She jokes. I kiss her again and look into the eyes that I will forever be lost in.


The End.