Okay kiddies... here is the end of the road. Sadly. I am sad to see it go, but all good things must come to an end. It's been a great ride, and I'm glad to have shared this story with you! Don't forget to check out some of my other stories. If you have any ideas or suggestions for any other stories you might like me to write, drop me a PM. I'll see what I can do.




"Ava Christine! Get your butt downstairs this instant!" Bella yelled up the stairs. I had just gotten home from a 12 hour shift at the hospital and I didn't feel like dealing with drama today. But then again, I didn't know what was going on, so I figured I'd stick around to find out.

"Mom! What is the big deal?" She whined. I then knew what the big deal was.

She had her lip pierced and her hair dyed black with pink stripes.

"BUSTED!" Noah yelled from the kitchen.

I stood there in shock and in rage. "What is this?" I asked waving my hand around toward her.

She rolled her eyes. "Really, daddy. It's no big deal."

"No big deal? Ava, you are 16 years old! You can't pierce your lip and who the hell dyed your hair? Your beautiful blond hair!" I yelled.

I saw her lip tremble and it was nearly my undoing. Don't give in, Edward. I chastised myself.

"Daddy! Noah is 17 and he has a tattoo! Those don't come off! Why am I being punished? You guys didn't say shit when he got that done!" She screamed.

"Watch your mouth, young lady. And he got your grandpa Charlie's initials on his back as a tribute to his memory." I told her.

Bella was red with fury, and I had to admit, it was kinda' sexy.

"Ava, you're such an a-hole. Like you are seriously dragging me into your problems. Why don't you tell mom and dad about your boyfriend who's idea this was?" Noah grinned as he sat down on the couch to play his X-Box.

Ava looked like she would attack any moment. And when the hell did she get a boyfriend?

She must have noticed my confusion because she spoke up.

"Gah. Daddy, I already told you that I liked Ason Black! You know Jacob! He is mom's friend. His son is totally gorgeous and he likes me, daddy!" She whined.

Ason Black. Hell yeah I know him. He is a model student, good looking kid and didn't dress or look like anything that she looks like.

"Sweetheart, Ason doesn't look anything like you do. So, why would he ask you to look like this?" Bella asked her.

She threw her hands up. "Because! He is always staring at Gretchen Newton. She's got the whole punk thing going on. I figured that must be what he likes."

I threw her contradiction up in her face. "But, I thought you said he liked you. Which is it? He likes you or this Gretchen?"

She started to bawl and then I heard Noah growl behind me. "Ava, I might think you're a brat most of the time, but if he's forcing you to do anything, I'll kick the shit out of him."

He really needs to stop spending so much time with Emmett.

"He told me he liked me. But, I don't feel pretty. Not when I look so plain." She whispered. Surprisingly, Noah walked over and hugged her.

"Sis, do you know how many a-holes I've had to threaten away from you? You're my baby sister. Do you think that I want to hear the locker room talk when you're involved? Hell no! Lots of guys have their eye on you. I happen to know that Ason liked the way you looked. You got the tan and the blond surfer thing. What made you think he likes Gretchen Newton? She looks like hell!"

She smiled and nudged him.

"Call Auntie Alice and have her come and strip your hair back to blond. She will know how to do it without killing your hair." Bella told her. Ava nodded and I hugged her.

"Any guy that is lucky enough to live to see the day that he can take you out, would have to be a fool to not notice how utterly beautiful you are. Don't ever change just because you think that's what someone wants." I kissed her forehead. "With that, I'm going to bed. I'm dead tired."

They told me their "I love you's" and I headed to bed. Shortly after I got out of my shower, I walked into our bedroom to find my sexy wife laying on the bed reading a book in one of my t-shirts and a pair of boxers.

After all these years she still takes my breath away. Motherhood and marriage made her even more beautiful.

"Like what you see, Mr. Cullen?" She asked with a wink.

I grinned and dropped my towel. She gasped. "I should be asking you the same thing. Her eyes roamed hungrily over me and she licked her lips. It's nice to know that after all these years, my Little Surfer Girl still had the hots for me. I wouldn't have it any other way.


There you have it folks. Much love. Until next time...