A/N: Well, here it is. What started as a six chapter Emmett/Bella smut story has turned into this...this, I don't even know the word for it. But it is what it is, and this is it.
Thanks to those of you that have been with me since the beginning and to those of you that joined along the way. This story would not have been as fun without you. This is it folks. As I said in the last chapter, I have a few outtakes planned for this story. I'm not sure how long it will take to get them up, but I will.
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"Fifteen minutes," Alice informed Bella from the other end of the phone. "Are you guys in place?"
"Yeah, we're here," Bella responded, squeezing my hand and offering me a smile over her shoulder.
We were holed up in the woods just off the I-10 in Louisiana. A small town called La Pont Des Mouton that was just outside of Lafayette was where we'd been living for the past eighteen and a half years.
"Everything is ready here," Alice said. "We'll see you soon." I could practically hear her excitement through the phone before she disconnected the call.
It was inconvenient at times with the long, hot summers, and seemingly endless days of nothing but blue skies and bright sun, but our reasons were definitely worth it. The last in Max's line, Gabe, lived here, attending the University in Lafayette. Besides, Bella had no issues with sparkling in the sunlight.
Over the years, the family had spread out across the globe, tracking the line. We hadn't thought it would take over five hundred years for the blood line to come to an end, but it had. Slowly, over the course of the last hundred years, the family drew back together.
It wasn't until the last eighteen years that it had been only Bella and I that were separated from the rest of the family. We'd been watching Gabe since his birth, almost nineteen years ago.
His parents had been killed at the age of six, leaving him to the devices of the system. He had no immediate family that they could track. Of course, the family knew of only one surviving line in Europe. But they were both well into their nineties, incapable of caring for a young child in their old age.
The couple that had adopted him lived in Baton Rouge for a short while, until the husbands job transferred him to La Pont Des Mouton. They'd never been able to have a child of their own, no matter how far scientific research had come or how many advances in fertility were made. Both in their mid thirties, they'd happily provided a loving home for the blond-haired boy with the predominant brown eyes from his lineage.
Six months ago, a house fire had taken both of their lives, leaving their adoptive son on his own. He had no one. No remaining family of any kind, anywhere in the world. Sure, he had friends, acquaintances, but there was really no one to miss him.
We'd received the call a month later from a frantic Alice.
"He's going to die," she'd said ominously. "His motorcycle. An icy patch. The exit. He was so close to home."
Some morbid part of us had been hoping the line was coming to an end. Though the moral part of us berated the thought of wishing death on someone. Our extended family, no less. But, in any case, the news was both a relief and something we were dreading.
It hadn't taken us long to figure out Bella's quirks and abilities. For the most part, she wasn't any different than any of the rest of the Cullen's. Her differences existed mostly in her body. She bled. She cried. She fed from human blood, and could travel with the speed of energy.
We'd discovered quickly that, while I could feed from her, her blood would do nothing to sustain me. She was merely a treat and her taste was nearly as exquisite as human blood, even if unfulfilling. In a sense, it was cheating, but not. We'd all partaken in the tasting of Bella, with the exception of Esme and Carlisle.
She wasn't as indestructible as the rest of us were since she was able to bleed, but she didn't die or age either and she healed quite quickly. Of course, there was the ability to 'sleep' that she'd figured out after about a century or so, but she didn't often do that.
Only her tie that bound her to Persephone allowed her this dreamlike state. And it was solely used for the purpose of communication between them. Persephone had no concept of the passing of time. But through Bella, she'd been informed that her time in Purgatory was coming to an end, releasing her to exist in peace in Elysium with Hades for the rest of eternity. Gabe's death would bring her the solace and freedom of the curse she'd been wanting for millenniums.
"I'm as nervous as a whore in church," Bella snarked, breaking me from my thoughts.
"That makes two of us," I responded with a laugh at the horrible expression that hadn't waned in popularity in centuries. She had tears in her eyes despite her joke, and I quickly pulled her to my side. "Hey now, none of that. Everything is going to be just fine."
"Oh, I know. I'm just, God, I'm just so incredibly excited. Is that not awful?" She looked up through her lashes, her cheek resting on my chest.
"No, baby, it's not awful at all. I'm excited too. Hell, he may be a grown man. But, he's still, by extension, our son. We finally get to have our baby back. A piece of him, at least."
"I know," Bella said clutching to my shirt and kissing my neck. "I know, baby."
We fell into our own thoughts once more. Over the passing years, our love for our family, undead and alive, had never waned. We may have been out of sight and never had any personal interaction with them, but we knew them, each and every one.
Charlie and Rosalie had led a full and happy life together. They took their vows about a year after Bella's death, and Meredith adopted Max officially within the same month. Charlie passed in his sleep not long after his first granddaughter's seventh birthday. And, as it so often happens with soul-mates, Meredith followed within the year.
It wasn't an easy time for Bella, since she'd already had to suffer through the loss of her mother, Renee, only four years previous. However, by assisting Alice and Cora with wedding plans, Bella was often distracted from the loss of her father. Turns out, Bella was the marrying kind. Of course it just wasn't in her to do it the traditional way.
Cora and Edward had gotten married right after Max's second birthday. A month and a half before Charlie's death, the family had gathered together for their thirtieth anniversary party. Everyone was visiting, laughing... happy, and Bella and I walked out into the woods for a little time away from the crowd.
There was a nice quiet spot we'd often went to when we were visiting the family. A small creek nestled between two hills with trees and rocks surrounding it, provided peace and quiet from the cities nearby.
Bella and I had always been insatiable in our physical desire for each other; this had never changed. Though when we were around all the loving couples, Bella seemed to absorb a lot of their feelings. She had a touch of empathetic abilities about her, even if she denied it.
As we sat, sated from a private moment in the shallow creek, she curled into my arms, kissing my neck while running her fingers through the grass beneath us. I never expected her words, but they echoed in the peaceful silence that surrounded us. They rang like music in my ears.
"I love you," she'd whispered. "Marry me, Emmett. Marry me and be mine forever."
"I'm already yours," I'd replied, relaxed but anxious to know she wanted this. For real. I'd wanted it. Often, I'd thought of asking her, but waited in hopes she'd give me a sign she was ready.
"Then make me yours. Officially. I want to marry you, Emmett." She'd relaxed against me, holding onto me and caressing me simultaneously. It was bliss.
"Let's make it official, baby," I'd said with a smile and a laugh. And that was it.
Of course, with Alice in the family it couldn't have just been a little gathering. She had to make it a big ordeal. Bella let her do her thing, for the most part, only offering her opinion on the dresses.
"No way am I going to wear a dress that weighs more than I do," Bella had said when Alice was showing her a slide show of the gowns she'd chosen. "Something simple and the color of spun gold. I refuse to wear white."
She was adamant in the fact that because she drank from humans, she was undeserving of a white dress, simply because of what it was supposed to represent. The dress she chose, golden and cream, made her look like an angel, despite her reservations.
Bella had made me a very happy vampire that day. I'd known she was mine before, but by marrying me, she was showing it to everyone else as well.
"Here he comes," Bella whispered, her death grip on my hand tightening.
I hadn't taken my eyes away from the section of the road Alice said it was supposed to happen, but when Bella spoke, I perked up, paying closer attention.
Gabe was riding his motorcycle, about to take the exit that led to his parents home. He'd inherited it upon their death. It had snowed a few days prior, and though most of it had melted in the days sun, there were still a few patches of ice in the shade.
I shook my head at his speed. I'd thought he may have been driving more carefully considering the conditions – not to mention the fact that he was only on two wheels – but he was speeding along at nearly fifteen over the limit.
It was more than enough to kill him if he were to wreck.
Bella and I watched in slow motion as his tire hit the ice sending the motorcycle sliding out of control and towards the surrounding trees. We were already on our way when the gas tank hit the tree trunk and sent Gabe flying off into the brush.
No one had even witnessed the crash.
The scent of Gabe's blood was strong in the air as we approached. Bella led, holding my hand in hers, tip-toeing through the fallen leaves and limbs. I squeezed her hand, nodding towards the wreckage when she looked back. Then left her to attend to Gabe while I kept the gasoline leaking from the tank from lighting afire.
"Who... who are... you?" Gabe managed to choke out with blood soaked gasps.
"We're your family," Bella said with a soft smile.
I'm not even sure that her words were heard. Gabe coughed, choking, his heart stuttering a few times before stopping completely. He was dead.
I lifted him with ease, pulling Bella to my side as she sobbed quietly. Together, we all made our way home to where the family was awaiting.
In only seven short days, all of our family would be together once more. Forever.
A/N: I do hope you enjoyed the story and my version of a Happily Ever After for them. It wasn't ideal, but everything in the real world is not always roses and perfectly iced cake. Sometimes things happen that hurt and threaten to destroy us, it's our responsibility to learn what we can and live, love each other and survive, making the best of what we are given. Even if it may not seem like much.
Don't forget to put me on alert or keep an eye out for outtakes from this story. Also, I have a rough outline for a Jasper/Bella AU fic that I will begin posting on soon. If you're a fan of the pairing I do hope you read.
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