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I'll do my best to edit the first chapters. This being said...here is the last chapter. I'm sorry for not updating in so long, but I wanted to write something good.

I stayed on the cold stone, resting my head on the headstone, tears falling down my cheeks.

"We should go, Bella."

I made a non committal sound and caressed the letters on the headstone.

"Bella, we shouldn't be here! It's the middle of the night!" Paul growled and yanked at my arm.

"Go away if you're scared." I choked out and pressed my forehead on the cold stone.

"Why didn't you drag your husband in this? Why me?" he groaned and gave up on trying to pry me from the tomb.

"It's been seven years." I whispered.

"Then act like a responsible twenty six year old, Bella. I miss James, too. But I don't understand why we're coming here in the middle of the night, every fucking year!"

"Paul…" I swallowed the lump in my throat. "This is the only time when I can get a hold of my emotions. If I came during daytime, I'd be a mess."

"You're crying." He stated.

"I know." I got up, stroked my hand over the headstone one more time and then turned around. "You know what I want to do, now?"

"Go home to Edward?" he asked hopefully.

"Go to the warehouse and drink." I said grinning.

"You've gone mad!" Paul shouted then clapped a hand over his mouth, looking scared around. "Man, I blame you for turning her in a bad girl." He muttered to James's grave.

"He just made me realize who I really am." I said softly.

It was still a miracle that the warehouse was still standing after they found Kevin's body on the floor in a pool of blood.

We sat on the couch and, my head on his shoulder, remembering good times and not drinking since we didn't have anything with us. Like every year on March 13th, the only exception was that we didn't have a bottle of vodka between us. It had become our unspoken rule to meet at the cemetery in the middle of the night then come here and have a few drinks.

"Remember how freaked out was Edward the first time you were gone for the night?" Paul asked amused.

I punched his arm half heartily. "It was the first year after the…it happened…you know?" I whispered.

"Yeah. It's sad that no one else would join us."

"I guess. How's Rachel?"

"Good. Jake's still pissed at me. What did he expect I was doing on my honeymoon? Play poker?" he groaned.

"Just make sure he won't find out that she was pregnant before the wedding." I winked and got up.

"She told you?" he asked in disbelief.

"Uh huh" I agreed and headed to the door. "Coming?"

"I guess. What about Edward Jr.?" Paul asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I told you, his name is EJ from Edward James." I growled.

"Maybe I wasn't talking about your kid."

"Then I'll question your sexual orientation and kill you for lusting over my husband!" I shot back.

"You're too angry. Are you sure he's taking care of you?"

"Paul!" I yelled.

"Sorry. Gee, relax." He raised his hands up and backed to his bike.

"Just take me home." I sighed. I put my helmet and got on the bike behind him.

"Did you say good bye? I meant it when I said no coming back."

"Yes, Paul. I'll survive."

We were living in Norwich, Windsor County, Vermont which was southwest to Hanover, Grafton County, New Hampshire where our collage had been. We had a nice house in which we were living since I finished college. Edward's last year had been a constant moving around, luckily he had kept the bike. It had been cheaper than the car.

We had married right after he finished and two years ago I gave birth to our first child. EJ. Edward had agreed for the boy to wear his name and James's, which brought me to tears. It was even his idea to name him James.

I was cursed or blessed to live in small cities. Norwich wasn't better than Forks in population, having only 3,544 inhabitants when we moved there.

Emmett and Rose are living a few houses away, Emmett nor being able to stay away from me as he demanded, but Edward kept saying that it was to keep an eye on him.

Alice and Jasper bought a house in Woodstock. They were close to living in a trailer, because Alice wanted to feel how it was to live there. Thank God, Jasper convinced her otherwise.

Paul, Rachel and Jake lived in a town named Rutland in Rutland County, Vermont, just a few miles away from us.

"I'll see you around." He said as he parked in front of my house.

"Sure. Bye, Paul!" I waved to him and made my way inside the house, quietly.


I jumped scared and turned to look inside the living room. There he was, waiting for me as he did every year. Arms opened wide, soft smile in place, hair mussed up.

I rushed in his arms and hugged him closely. "Hey, Edward. You shouldn't have waited for me."

"I worry every time you are with him on that fucking motorcycle!" he muttered in my hair and squeezed me.

"You don't have to. How's EJ?"

"Sleeping, I think." He shrugged.

"I'm not going back." I said after a long pause. "Let's go to bed." I whispered and took his hand.

We stopped in front of EJ's room and I peeked inside. He was sleeping, sprawled on his back, blankets kicked at his small feet. Perfect replica of his father. Edward let go of my hand and went to rearrange the blanket only to be kicked in the stomach by a small foot.

I snickered at his look of disbelief.

"It's not funny. It hurts." He moaned and gave up tucking him in, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

I joined him and kissed our son's head then let Edward lead me out.

His lips came on mine as soon as the door of our room was closed. I pushed him away and glared at him.

"I was stressed." He muttered and ran a hand through his hair making it flatten on a side.

"I swear, Edward, I'd rip them to bits and feed them to you." I hissed. I turned around and started taking my clothes off. His arms came around me and he put his chin on my shoulder.

"Forgive me. Please." He murmured and kissed my neck, scratching me with his stubble.

"I'm mad at you, right now." I said, struggling to get out of his grasp.

"I wouldn't have smoked if you were home as a normal wife." I stepped on his foot, making him yelp.

"You know why I do it! And you promised to stop smoking because it was dangerous for you and EJ!" I snapped.

Edward looked at me for a whole minute, watching me undress, contemplating his next move. His trademark crooked grin appeared on his lips as he approached me, slowly. "My drug wasn't here." He said softly then captured my lips in a promise kiss.

I decided to stop pulling my nightdress on me. It would end up on the floor anyway. He had won.

"You'd never destroy my cigars. It turns you on to smell and to taste them in my mouth."

I yanked his head closer, not denying him. I loved the taste of cigars in his mouth, on his finger after he pleased me with his fingers and then gave me a taste. I moaned, turned on by my own thoughts.

"What are you thinking, Bella?" he groaned, took me in his arms and in one fluid movement, I was on the bed, bouncing.

"You." I said smiling and beckoning him with my finger.

His clothes were gone faster than I realized he could undress. His length was over mine, his mouth on mine, opening my lips and engaging my tongue in a battle that I was going to lose. Slowly, he guided himself inside me and started an unhurried pace, just enjoying the closeness. It was sweet torture.

Hours later, the sun broke from the clouds and found us still in bed, intertwined in each other.

"I think I'll go to sleep." I whispered and turned my head to him.

"I'll go drink some coffee. I have a class in two hours."

"The new girl?" I asked. He hadn't told me how his new student was. Edward had become a piano teacher and was very well known; everyone wanted him as their teacher.

"She's nice. She taught me the alphabet, because I told her the first note is C and not A." he chuckled.

"They're so cute when they are small."

He nodded and turned on me, entering me again. "I want a little girl."

"Are you planning on making her now?" I asked amused.

"I'm practicing. Now, hush." He murmured and kissed me again, moving urgently, his hands grasped the headboard as his pace picked up.

Our moans were the only sounds in the room and the slapping of our skin as he tried to keep true to his word and impregnate me.


I jumped, startled and slammed into Edward making his eyes roll in the back of his head.

"He won't come in. The door is locked."

"Stop, Edward. Please. He needs me."

Edward kissed me, silencing me. Our son was quiet for now, maybe it wasn't pressing what he needed.

Edward's fingers started rubbing me as he picked up a fast pace, panting over me, his brows furrowed and his lips opened slightly washing me with his sweet breath. We came together, he falling exhausted on top of me as the door handle rattled.

"Mommy?" The voice sounded scared now.

I struggled with his weight and managed to get up, pull a shirt over my head then opened the door. EJ was looking where the door had been, now in my face, teary eyes, pouted lip. Perfect replica of his father. When he didn't get what he wanted, he started pouting.

I crouched down and picked him up. "What happened, honey?"

"Ruby." He said softly and buried his head in my shoulder. Did I mention that Ruby was still alive? She seemed to scare EJ, but no matter how much I admonished her, she still made her way to his room.

"She didn't mean it." I tried to reassure him.

I loud snore came from behind me, making me laugh. I was the tired one and Edward was the one to fall asleep! I turned to see him, his tight ass still exposed to me. I put a blanket over him and made my way downstairs.

I prepared breakfast and as I was feeding EJ, Edward made his way in the kitchen with Ruby on his shoulder. Her favorite place on him, next to his groin. It still made me laugh remembering that night.

"What was burning, buddy?" he asked EJ and ruffled his hair. His eyes were on Ruby who was watching him intently.

"Put her down, Edward." I advised and scooped another spoonful of cereals then gave EJ to eat.

He fed the cat and started the coffee then took some ham out of the fridge and made a few sandwiches.

"'ant hone?" Edward asked with his mouth full, sticking the sandwich under my nose. I felt my stomach turn at the smell and the next thing I knew, I was throwing up in the kitchen sink.

"What's wrong, Bella?" I heard his panicked voice as he grasped my hair. I had a fairly good idea what was wrong, but I was scared to admit it to myself. "She'll be fine, buddy. Come on, stop crying." I wanted to turn and reassure EJ that I'm fine, but I couldn't stop throwing up.

After a few minutes, I stopped and rinsed my mouth then slumped on a chair. Edward knelt at my feet, taking my hands in his, his eyes wide and fearful. "Are you sick? Should I call Carlisle?"

"I think…I'm not sure, but your wish may come true." I whispered.

I watched as comprehension drawn to his eyes and then I was in his arms, swirling around. Edward stopped twirling around and gave a deep kiss, despise the fact that I had just thrown up.

"Mommy okay?" I broke the kiss and looked at EJ who watched me worried from his chair.

"Mommy is perfect. Don't you agree, EJ?" Edward asked, beaming and planting a sound kiss on my neck. "Look how she's glowing!"

"Edward, we don't know for sure." I reminded him and went back to my chair next to our son who was biting his lip and watching Edward with his little head cocked to the left.

"We'll see in a minute. Don't pee! It has to be the first one, right?" Before I could react, he was out of the door. I blinked amused after him. I hope he realized soon that he was in only slackers and a wife beater and then came back.

"Is Daddy nuts?"

"Who taught you that word?" I asked, not needing his answer.

"Uncle Em." EJ replied proudly.

"Don't use it again. It's a bad word, okay?"

"Uncle Em said Daddy is nuts and…" he stopped and eyed me warily.

"And what else?" I pressed, craning my neck to look out the window for Edward. He surely didn't go to the pharmacy like that!

"Asshowle." He miss-pronounced the word, but I understood it. I made a mental note to have a long talk with Emmett.

"Are you done here?" I asked after feeding him a few more spoonfuls of cereals. He nodded and I went to wash him and change his clothes.

I left EJ in his room, playing and went downstairs just in time to see Edward coming back. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me again.

"Your brother thinks I've gone mad, he just saw me like this on the street." He chuckled and put a box in my hand. "Let's go, see if it's true." He continued eagerly.

Five minutes after I had entered the bathroom, Edward rattled the handle. "What does it say? The suspense is killing me!" he muttered.

I opened the door and took in his whole frame. He was bouncing on his heels, watching me with wide, excited eyes. "So? So? Tell me, Bella."

"Relax! Take a deep breath." I whispered, gripping the test in my hand. It was burning my palm; I tried not to let him see the happiness in my eyes.

He snatched the test from my hand and a large smile appeared on his lips, his eyes met mine and next thing I knew, I was experiencing one of the most exuberant kisses that I had ever received from Edward.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." He repeated as he peppered kissed all over my face.

"I suspected this for a few days, but I didn't say anything. I wanted to be sure."

"I want a girl." Edward demanded and pecked my lips once more.

"As if I can get you a girl, like this!" I snapped my fingers and then pinched his side making him squeal. "Let's tell EJ the news."

When we entered his room, Edward lifted him in his arms and kissed his forehead. "You'll be a big brother, buddy."

The poor kid frowned and looked at me worried, extending his arms for to hold him.

"Nope! That ain't gonna happen, young man. Mommy can't hold you, now. We have to be careful with her." Edward crushed EJ to his chest and turned to me, grinning.

"I haven't seen you this happy since I said yes to your ridiculously drunken proposal." I said laughing, remembering that night.

"Yes, Emmett. All thanks to you, now he's drunk." I groaned and looked at Edward who was sprawled on top of me, on the couch. I couldn't wait for us to move out of here. For me to finally finish college and move away from Emmett.

"But look how cute he is!" My idiot brother insisted as Edward pinched my nose again.

"Bewwaa, I haave a pesnet for youu." Edward slurred out.

"What is it?" I whispered as I took his hand in mine, keeping him away from my now, red nose.

The rest of them laughed and I saw Alice's eyes twinkling. Edward shifted and managed to fall at my feet. I was about to help him up when he shook his head.

"I have to beh here anhyhway." He slurred, frowning and searching in his pocket for something. I watched him concerned, praying he won't pass out here, because I knew that Emmett or Jasper won't help him up.

He took my left hand in his sweaty one and grinned at me. "Beha, I lhoov hu vhry much." He started then stopped, licking his lips and putting a small box on my hand. Or at least, that had been his intention, because the box fell to the floor. "Shit." He mumbled and tried again, managing to put the box on my palm. "I can't rehmebmhr anything…but the thing his…whill hu mahrry meh?"

He was so adorable that my first instinct was to play along and answer playfully, but then I saw the ring.

"Willh youh?" he asked worried, crushing my fingers in his hand.

"YES!" I didn't care if he was drunk or if Emmett was going to explode, but I knew what I wanted. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Edward. I had promised to be his brand of heroin, a long time ago.

He grinned widely and after the third try, he managed to put the ring on my finger. I leant to kiss him and after he murmured a drunken 'I love you', he promptly passed out.

"…not in the least bit."

"What was that?" I asked, biting my lip. I had missed his answer.

"I said," he started amused. "That being drunk or high on a drug doesn't compare with the high I feel when I am close to you, how happy you make me."

I grinned and kissed him, crushing EJ between us, who squirmed and wrapped an arm around my neck, holding Edward's neck with the other.

"I never dreamt I could be this happy, Bella. Thank you. For everything." Edward whispered hoarsely, his eyes showing gratitude.

"I'm glad I could help before it was too late. I still can't believe that you chose me."

"I'll always choose you." He whispered just before the doorbell rang loudly. "Don't make plans for tonight, Mrs. Masen. And call that brother of yours, I know he misses his nephew." Edward put EJ down, winked at me and went to answer the door where a small girl was waiting to be taught how to play the piano.

"Isn't Daddy amazing?" I asked EJ, my cheeks hurting from grinning so much.

I took his hand and went downstairs to meet Edward's new student.

"Daddy cool." EJ said loudly as we entered the living room. This earned a loud laugh from Edward who, with a final wink at me, focused his attention to the small blond girl next to him.

Yes, Daddy was cool and I couldn't wait for tonight or for any other night, every night with Edward was special.

College had changed my life radically. First James then Edward and all the trouble that came from being with him. I had accomplished something I had never dreamt of. I was married, I had a baby and another one on the way and my husband was the most amazing man that ever existed.


I finally managed to finish my first story. Took me long enough, huh?

Review and tell me your favorite part of the story.

My favorite chapter remains 'Stranger in the storm'.