Epilogue: Eight Years Later
Bella sighed to herself as she was looking at the blueprints of the restaurant that she was going to be opening in a year. She looked up when she heard a door upstairs slam. "LIAM GIVE THAT BACK! MOMMY!" Alana shouted as she chased her twin down the stairs. Bella watched as her eight-year-old son ran around the corner with a purple book with unicorn print in his hand. "MOMMY! HE TOOK MY DIARY!" the little girl shouted.
"Liam…" Bella started, taking the book.
She shook her head slowly. "That is Alana's private book, how many times do I have to tell you not to touch it?" she asked.
"Sorry mommy," Liam answered and the woman swore she saw that little halo form around her son's head.
"I swear you act like your dad more and more everyday," she commented.
"I love you mommy," Liam told her.
"Ah the Cullen charm," Bella said with a sigh.
Alana walked into the kitchen, clearly pouting. "Will you guys please keep it quiet? Your brother and sister are napping," she insisted. She let out a sigh when her three-year-old walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eye, a blue blanket clasped in his hand. "Tucker…" she sighed. She walked over, lifting her three-year-old up. "You're supposed to be napping yet," she told him.
"No nap," he answered.
She kissed her son's forehead before the little boy rested his head on her shoulder, clearing still tired. "Now, Liam, Alana, I think you guys should go upstairs and play quietly," she instructed. The twins nodded before they went upstairs. "You mister, back to bed," she told her son, carrying him back upstairs.
Walking into Tucker's room, which was decorated in baseball stuff, she walked over to her son's bed. "Here we go kiddo," she murmured, putting him back to bed.
"Not sleepy mama," he insisted.
"Oh yes you are," Bella answered.
Stroking his hair, she kissed the side of his head. "Dream sweet dreams," she whispered softly, pulling the blanket back over him. The little boy gripped the teddy bear next to him before falling back to sleep. Smiling, she watched him sleep before sneaking out of the room.
Walking down the hall, she opened another room decorated in purple and periwinkle. By the window was a crib, making her smile. Making her way over to the crib, she smiled to see that her youngest was still fast asleep, her pacifier having fallen from her mouth when she fell asleep. Reaching into the crib, she stroked her daughter's cheek gently. Above the crib were carved letters that spelt out 'Ella'. "Mama loves you," she whispered softly. Kissing her daughter's forehead, she smiled at her for a few more minutes before leaving the nursery.
She made her way down the opposite direction of the hall, checking in on Alana and Liam. Alana was now sitting on her bed with her diary in hand. The little girl's waist-length dark curly brown hair hung around her shoulders while her doe brown eyes were glued to her book. Liam was lying on his stomach on the floor playing with his racecars. He had matching dark curly brown hair, but his eyes were piercing blue.
Now that she knew her children were going to be calm for the rest of the afternoon, she went back downstairs. "Please let September come soon," she said with a sigh. Pushing her hair from her eyes, she went back into the kitchen, checking over her blueprints again.
That night, Bella was sleeping in hers and Emmett's big bed…alone. Emmett was gone for an away game and they felt it wasn't right to drag the kids across the country. Even though they did everything possible to talk and see each other. While she was sleeping, the door to the bedroom opened and Emmett quietly snuck into the bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he walked over to the edge of the bed. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss against her lips. Bella woke up, smiling brightly to see her husband above her. "Emmett…" she said quietly.
"Hey Gorgeous," he whispered.
Sitting up she wrapped her arms tightly around him in a hug. "When did you get back?" she asked.
"An hour ago," he replied, kissing her shoulder.
Biting her lower lip, she held onto him. "I missed you so much babe," he whispered.
"I missed you," she answered, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I'm home now, I'm not leaving for awhile," he assured her.
Pulling back, she pressed her lips against his, her eyes slowly closing. Emmett kissed her back, holding her close as he moved on top of her and she welcomed his weight with open arms.
The next day, after the kids enthusiastically welcomed their father home, Bella was standing in the back doorway watching as Emmett was chasing their three oldest kids around the yard. Smiling, she was cradling little Ella in her arms. The four-month-old was sleeping with her head resting on her chest. "Mama!" Tucker called to his mother as he was sitting on Emmett's shoulders. The twins were on Emmett's legs laughing like crazy.
"I'm being attacked," Emmett commented.
Bella laughed a little, shaking her head slowly. "Guys please be careful," she called, biting her lower lip.
"They're fine babe," he assured her.
Smiling, she rocked Ella back and forth.
Later on, the kids had all gone upstairs to play when Bella walked into the living room to find Emmett rocking back and forth in the rocking chair in the living room feeding Ella. The baby was resting contently in the crook of his arm, staring up at him. "Yea you like this attention," he commented.
"Especially from you," Bella answered.
Walking up behind him, she rested her hands on his shoulders. "I love you," she whispered.
"I love you babe," he answered.
He kissed her gently with a smile. Bella kissed him back with a smile, her hand resting on the side of his cheek. After pulling away, their eyes moved up to the mantle piece above their fireplace. There was a line of pictures, all marking an important event in their lives.
The first picture was of Emmett and Bella when they were 13 and 12, the first week Bella was living in the foster home with Emmett. They were standing side by side, Emmett had his arm around Bella's shoulders, but the younger girl looked somewhat scared, but was putting on her best smile. She was wearing sneakers, baggy blue jeans, and her baggy hooded sweater. Emmett was wearing sneakers, blue jeans that had a hole in the right leg, and a football jersey.
The next picture was of Emmett and Bella when they first started going out. They were both laughing and having the time of their lives. Bella was on Emmett's back, her legs wrapped around his waist; her arms were around his torso. Emmett had his hands under her knees and looked like he had just stopped spinning her around. She was wearing her black Cortez sneakers, blue jeans, and a long-sleeved green shirt. Emmett was wearing sneakers, blue jeans, and a white hooded sweater.
The third picture was of them on Emmett's graduation. Emmett had his arms wrapped tightly around Bella's waist. Bella had her arms wrapped around his waist, her head resting on his chest, both smiling at the camera. Emmett was still wearing his cap and gown, but could see the white button-down shirt, black pants, and black shoes he was wearing. Bella was wearing white tennis shoes with a pale blue knee-length dress and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail.
The fourth picture was of them on the day the twins were born. They both looked exhausted, but were smiling happily. Bella was holding Alana while Emmett was holding Liam. The fifth picture was of their wedding day. The sixth picture was of the family of five in a hospital room, five-year-olds Alana and Liam were up on the bed while Bella was holding Tucker, and Emmett had his arm around Bella's waist.
The last picture was a family portrait of the whole family. Little Ella was only two weeks old and she was sleeping peacefully in Bella's arms. The three kids were on chairs in front of Emmett and Bella while they were sitting next to each other.
Bella sighed, resting her forehead against his neck. "We have been together for fourteen years," she murmured. Emmett stroked her hair gently.
"Fourteen years is a long time babe," he answered smiling.
"Would you change anything?" she asked.
"Absolutely not," he replied.
"Me either," she murmured.
Emmett kissed her hand gently. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too," she replied.
Leaning back in the rocking chair, Emmett kissed her gently. Bella kissed him back with a smile. Pulling away, she rested her forehead against the side of his head. Closing his eyes, he rested his hand on the side of her head as they both looked at their sleeping daughter in the crook of his arm. They had known for a long time that life wasn't perfect, but to them, their lives right now were pretty damn close to perfect and there wasn't a single thing they would change about their lives together.
Author's Note: *sniffle* yes it's over *frowns* makes me sad. I hope you all enjoyed it. Below are some sneak peek scenes to 2 stories that are up against each other for a place on fanfiction dot net. So thank you everyone for your support on this story and I hope you vote *smiles*. Voting ends on June 25th, 2010. Thank you again everyone!
Story Choice #1
She let out a deep breath. "But I can't be friends with you either," she told him before moving to leave. "Alice!" Jasper called to her, grabbing onto her arm. Alice yelped in pain, making Jasper pull back. "Let me see your arm," he told her. "No, I'm fine, just leave me alone," she answered. Jasper held onto her wrist, pulling her sleeve up to reveal bruises. "Alice…what has he done to you?" he demanded.
She let out a deep breath. "But I can't be friends with you either," she told him before moving to leave.
"Alice!" Jasper called to her, grabbing onto her arm.
Alice yelped in pain, making Jasper pull back. "Let me see your arm," he told her.
"No, I'm fine, just leave me alone," she answered.
Jasper held onto her wrist, pulling her sleeve up to reveal bruises. "Alice…what has he done to you?" he demanded.
Title: Destinies Entwined
Rating: T maybe M
Genre: Angst and Drama
Story Choice #2
Rosalie just stared at him. "Rosie why can't you just trust me?" he asked.
Rosalie just stared at him. "Rosie why can't you just trust me?" he asked.
"Every man wants something," she answered yanking her arm away.
She ripped the keys from his hands walking to her car. "Yea I want something Rosalie!" he called to her. Rosalie let out a deep breath. "I WANT YOU!" he shouted. Tears pressed against her eyes as she got into her car and sped off. Emmett moved his fingers through his hair, punching the wall of the grocery store.
Title: When I'm With You
Rating: T maybe M
Genre: Drama and Romance