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EPOV

"Grace, not too close to the water with Hailey," I yell.

She stops her advancement and looks to me like I'm crazy, that bronze, curly hair whipping in the wind, hand firmly on her hip. She might look like me, but that sass is all her mama.

"Daddy, I can do this, I'm not a baby."

"I know you're not, but the water comes to you sometimes, and Hailey's too little to be in it without Mama or me. Just come back this way a little bit."

I can see her green eyes roll from here. "Luke and Emma are in the water."

"I see that, but they also don't have the twins with 'em. Bring Hailey here if you wanna go play."

She grabs her three-year-old sister's hand and practically drags her behind as she brings her to me.

After I've secured Hailey firmly in my grasp, Grace takes off to play with her cousins. She has seven of 'em now, with one more on the way. Since Luke, Emma and Joshua, Rosalie and Emmett've added a pair of twins, Lillian and Lacy, and just found out number six is cooking as we speak.

Alice and Jasper also have two of their own. It was a long, hard road for 'em, and after trying for three years, they finally adopted Courtney. She's nine now and they've had her three years. Not even a year after she joined the family, Alice found out she was finally pregnant herself. Little Christopher is only one.

As for me and Bella, we added two more since Grace. Masen is six and little Hailey, our baby, is three. I'll never forget how Bella let me in on that little surprise four years ago.

Bella and I are in Los Angeles for the Academy Awards. We've been nominated before but never won. This year however we have a smash hit with our duet for the new Disney movie Starlet. We wrote and sang the song "Falling for a Star," which the two leads sing to each other. The movie was a huge hit and so was our song, so here we are now, up for an Academy Award for best original song.

I walk out into the bedroom of the suite we're staying in and take in my beautiful wife. She's gorgeous all dressed up in her gown. She catches my eye in the mirror, and I walk to her with my hands behind my back. When I get there I wrap my arms 'round her and produce a velvet box. Lifting the lid, I expose what's inside. "Somethin' pretty for my pretty girl," I say into her ear, making sure to grab the lobe with my teeth.

She gasps, and I don't know if it's from the beauty of the jewelry or my teasing. "It's beautiful. You didn't have to buy me anything."

"I know that, but this night is gonna be amazin'. I can feel it." My gaze settles on her.

She lifts the yellow diamond necklace out for me to take. I slide her hair over her shoulder, making sure to blow along her neck causing goose bumps to break out. After fastening the clip, I place a wet kiss just below the clasp before returning her hair back in its place and meeting her eyes again, giving her a wink.

"The limo'll be here any minute. You almost ready?" I ask.

"Yep, just let me slide these diamonds in my ears and slip on my heels," she says, holding up the box where a pair of earrings still lay.

I stand back to let her finish, and when she's done I hold my arm out to escort her down to the lobby. After a short car ride and a long wait getting to the carpet and inside, we finally settle in our seats. I have a good feeling this year.

After watching many stars win awards and seeing the performances of our competition, we finally head backstage and get ready to perform. Every nominee in this category will perform tonight. After the commercial break, we enter the stage and take our places.

The band's in the background, and we stand in front of 'em, each with a mic in our hand. The lights are low and spots of white light spin 'round the room, creating a twinkle effect.

We sing to each other and to the audience. It's easy to get lost in the moment because this song means so much to us and has some personal feelings in the words. I did fall for a star, and that made this a no brainer to write.

We receive a standing ovation. I grab her hand and give her a peck on the lips before exiting the stage together. We make our way back to our seats, where all we can do is enjoy the show until our award is announced.

When the time finally comes, Bella squeezes my hand while they announce the nominees, and we both sit in tense anticipation. Our names are announced, and I'm frozen. I repeat the words to make sure I'm not imagining it while Bella grabs me, pulling me to my feet.

I snap out of it and make my way to the stage with her. I take the Oscar in my hand and step up to the microphone.

"Wow. I don't even know where to begin, but there's one person who's easy to thank." I look to Bella. "My wife. She's my star and the most amazin' woman on the planet. She gives me inspiration just by existin', and I wouldn't've been able to write this without her."

I look to Bella and nod my head for her to take over. She clears her throat and leans into the microphone. "I'd like to thank Twilight Studios for allowing us to record this wonderful song there, even though we're part owners." Everybody chuckles. "I'd also like to thank our family back in Georgia. They give us constant support and love, and we wouldn't be able to do any of this without their encouragement." Her eyes cut to me, full of love. "I'd like to thank my amazing husband. He is my rock and the love of my life." She looks back to the camera. "I'd also like to mention our two babies at home with Granny and Pawpaw, Grace and Masen. And last but not least, I'd like to thank God. Not only did he bring me my wonderful husband and family, but he's graced us with a new bundle of joy on the way now." Her eyes slide back to mine.

I can tell by the look on her face she's waiting for something. Her words replay in my head, and it hits. We're having another baby! I grab her by the waist and swing her 'round, planting kisses everywhere my lips touch. When I finally release her and realize where we are, I notice that we once again have a standing ovation. This night could not've gone better.

That Oscar currently resides at Twilight on display. The business has done pretty well, and me and Bella have an amazing life. Our songs've been featured everywhere, and it seems everybody loves a good love story.

And we definitely have that.

As I sit on the beach in Oahu, I can't help but ponder that life. It's been eleven amazing years since I first laid eyes on Bella. She's brought me everything, and I chose the perfect person to spend the rest of my life with.

We bought a vacation home here 'bout five years ago, and then two years ago, we all threw in and bought the property next door for our parents. Between both houses we can fit the whole family. The kids have to share when we're all here, but we wouldn't have it any other way. We're a family, and a close knit one at that.

Rose and Emmett usually stay next door while Alice and Jasper stay with us. On the occasions Charlie and Sue join us, Alice and Jasper take the pullout in the den to give the old folks a soft bed. We love having our whole family here, but me and Bella also love when it's just our family. We make it a point to come at least four times a year. Mostly we come with the kids, but also at least once a year alone.

This trip though is for a special reason. Oprah invited me and Bella to her home to do an interview. It's a "Where are they Now" type thing. She wants to go back to the beginning, from how we met and work up to now, settled into family life and a much slower paced career.

We agreed, of course. It's Oprah.

I give Hailey her bucket and shovel, sit her on the sand in front of me then peek over at Grace, Emma and Luke to make sure they ain't too far out in the water. I see Rose making her way toward the kids so I know I can relax. Masen and Joshua are with Charlie fishing down the beach some. They love their Gramps and'll fish anytime they can.

Emmett flops down beside me, sitting the twins down to play with Hailey. "What's up, bro? Kids been good?" he asks since I've been keeping an eye on the older two for 'em.

Emmett finished his seminary school and is now the youth pastor at Dad's church. The path he chose in life is unexpected, but not. We were raised in church, so it's not hard to imagine one of us following in his footsteps, but the fact that it's Emmett is surprising. But he and Rose fit perfectly with that life.

Rose's great at being a mama and does all the things a youth pastor's wife would. She loves doing the volunteer work and working with the kids. I have to say they're doing exactly what fits 'em.

"Yeah, no problem at all. Bella and Alice made it back yet?" Bella decided she couldn't go on Oprah without a new dress, and of course Alice had to go with her. Courtney loves all the girly girl crap and went, too. She's the perfect kid for Alice.

"Nah, haven't seen 'em. Jasper'll be down in a few."

No sooner than he says that do we hear Christopher crying. Poor kid; he's at the stage where he hates baths, and since the ocean is all water he thinks it's one big bath tub. He wants no part of it. Even the sand don't entice him.

We turn and see Jasper slide him up on his shoulders, which causes him to quiet down some. When he reaches us, he carefully lowers himself down making sure Christopher stays firmly where he's at.

I chuckle at Jasper. "What's up, buddy?" I hold my hand out for a high five. Christopher's still pouting but slaps my hand anyway.

Jasper just rolls his eyes. "He's dramatic like his mama." We laugh at him.

Alice and Jasper still live in Atlanta, as they run Twilight, but we see 'em often enough with it only being a little over an hour away. We still spend a decent amount of time at the studio, too. It is partly our business, but Alice and Jasper run it well and need no input from us for the most part. We just sit back and enjoy the rewards. Pretty much the same as Emmett and Rose.

Just then Charlie and the boys come strolling down the beach to join us. Masen heads straight for me. "Daddy, look, I caught two fish."

"I see that, buddy." I look to Charlie. "Ya'll have a good time?"

"Sure did," he answers.

"Can I go get in the water with Grace?" Masen asks.

"If Aunt Rose says it's okay and ya give your daddy a hug. I ain't seen ya in hours."

He huffs, but makes his way toward me. I chuckle at his ire. He's all grown up and too old to hug his daddy at the ripe old age of six. Man, how time flies. Bella made sure she got her epidural with that kid though.

He and Joshua run off, heading for Rose and the water, leaving Charlie to lug the fish.

"Charlie, you wanna join us?" I ask.

"Nah, I'm going to go clean these fish and get them to Sue and Esme for dinner."

Emmett rubs his belly and pipes up. "Hope ya'll caught enough."

Charlie just smirks and holds up a line filled with fish. "Not an issue." He turns and heads toward mine and Bella's house, where I'm sure Sue and Mama are waiting.

Emmett decides to join the girls in the sand to help build a sandcastle while me and Jasper just watch and laugh. Christopher is still firmly on Jasper's shoulders, watching wearily.

"So, man, you hear 'bout Caius?" Jasper turns to me and asks. He's more into the business, so I bet he hears all kinds of stuff. This might be good.

"You know I ain't heard nothin' since he left New Moon."

Jasper smirks. "You're gonna love this then. Seems he all of a sudden forgot he was fired and started showin' up every day to work. Marcus kept havin' him removed and asked the security not to let him up no more." He snickers a little. "He kept slippin' in, so Marcus had to take to callin' the law on him."

I interrupt. "But wasn't he fired like six years ago?"

Jasper nods. "Sure was. All of a sudden though, he decided he worked there again and just started showin' up."

I shake my head. Cauis was sent to rehab over the drug video and got a chance to return after, but he had to consent to random drug tests and was demoted. He apparently couldn't lay off the coke, so Marcus got permission from the board to fire him.

Jasper continues, "Finally, they had to commit him 'cause they couldn't convince him he didn't work there anymore."

My eyebrows rise into my hairline. "Are ya serious?"

"As a heart attack," he responds.

"Man, I hate to hear that. Even though he was always rude to Bella. I mean, I don't wanna see nobody end up like that."

"It is sad, but ya gotta admit it is kinda funny."

He tries to hold back his laugh. We both crack up. I guess it is funny. A perfect example of a brain fried on drugs.

Even though we ain't with New Moon anymore, we still do work for Marcus occasionally. He'll contact us every now and then to write a song for one of his artists. Caius was in rehab for the last contract we had with 'em, and it was easy to see Marcus was nothing like him in the end. Once he was able to stand up to him, he was all the better for it.

Hailey squealing breaks me outta my thoughts. Her and the twins, along with Emmett's help, have built a huge sandcastle. My girl is proud as a peacock. "Look, Daddy, look!"

I crawl over to her. "I see, baby. Daddy loves it. Gimme a tour."

She prattles off, telling me all about the princess who's gonna live in the tower and the prince riding up on his horse.

This right here is the life. On the beach with my family surrounding me. It don't get no better than this.

~~~~~POP RELIGION~~~~~

After the girls are back from their shopping trip, we all settle down to a nice fish dinner. The atmosphere is light and full of family. Emmett can't help but make a few jibes at us over our interview with the big "O" as he calls it, but it's all in good fun.

Finally, after the kids are in bed, I have my wife all to myself. I find her in the bathroom brushing out her hair after a shower. I walk up and take the brush. Staring at her beauty in the mirror, I stroke the brush through her wet, silky strands.

"Did ya get the perfect dress?" I ask, peppering kisses on her exposed shoulders.

Goose bumps break out on her skin. "I did." She returns my stare, and hers is filled with want. Her eyes've darkened, and her skin is flushed.

I slowly lay the brush on the counter and slide her hair to the side, exposing her neck to my lips. They slide and caress her creamy skin. My hands encircle her waist and pull her back into me. She knows what I want and responds by pressing even harder, giving us the tiniest bit of friction we both crave.

I crave her, period. Any part of her. Always.

On the island of Oahu, in our vacation home with the kids in bed, we give in to the passion. Tonight it's slow and sweet. Loving and warm. We stoke the fire, and then smother it out.

After ten years of marriage, it only gets better.

~~~~~POP RELIGION~~~~~

The next morning finds us in a chopper traveling to Maui. Oprah herself sent it for us. The scenery is outta this world as we fly over lush valleys with waterfalls to the blue-green ocean and back over land.

I guess Oprah hears the chopper coming, 'cause as we set down in a green field I see her exit the huge mansion and stand waiting for us. Bella gives me a nervous look, so I take her hand and give it a squeeze in support. My pretty girl has nothing to be nervous about.

As we approach, she extends her hand and introduces herself. "Hello. Bella, Edward, nice to meet you. I'm Oprah."

I take her hand and kiss her cheek. "Hello, ma'am. We're excited to be here."

"Come in, come in." She leads us through her house to a sitting room already set up with cameras. Her people are busy making sure we're ready to roll while she points us to a loveseat to get comfortable. "Would you like something to drink? Water? Coke? Tea? Wine?" She chuckles.

"Sure, we'll take some water. Thanks," Bella answers for us both.

She sends someone to get our waters, and we get settled down to talk. After Oprah's seated and the cameras are in place, she looks to us. "Okay, we're just going to have a frank discussion. This isn't live, and you'll get to view the final product before it airs. I've done my homework and wanted to discuss a few things before we start."

"Okay, sounds good," I tell her.

"I wanted to discuss the Pop Religion tour and talk about the people involved. So I had my people look into their whereabouts. Now, some you obviously know where they are. But I'm not sure if you've kept up with the circumstances of others?"

She poses it as a question so I answer her. "No, ma'am. We haven't seen any of 'em in years. Jessica and Lauren were at our party when we re-signed with New Moon"—I smirk at Bella—"but we ain't seen 'em since. We did hear they were in rehab a few years later."

She takes on a somber expression. "That's why I wanted to mention this before we began. It seems that Jessica Stanley was run over and killed by a tour bus five years ago, and Mike Newton was injured trying to save her. He's a paraplegic now."

Oh. We didn't know that. I glance to Bella and see she's just as shocked as me. We always hoped they'd get their life together. "What happened?" I ask, 'cause that seems outta left field.

"There were drugs involved, and both were quite inebriated," Oprah says sadly.

I should've expected that, but I didn't. Bella's eyes are watery, and I can see this is affecting her too. No, we didn't like 'em, but we'd never wish nothing like this to've happened. I swallow hard. "Are the rest of 'em okay?"

Oprah nods. "Lauren seems to have gotten her life together after rehab and is settled with a husband and daughter now. Tyler is still doing backup, and Eric is dancing for a show in Vegas," she says with a small smile. Thank goodness some of 'em are doing all right.

I reach over and kiss Bella on the cheek and put my arm 'round her. "I'm sorry, pretty girl. I know you didn't want it to turn out like that."

Oprah hands her a napkin to clear her eyes, and after doing so she looks to me. "No, I didn't. They made their own choices, and we can say we tried with Jessica. She just wasn't willing to accept any help. I guess she never did."

"Nope, she didn't." I comfort my wife and think over this news. Yeah, it's hard to hear, but they chose their own path. I think back to the night when Mike attacked Bella and have to say I feel some satisfaction. No woman can ever be put in that position from him again.

Once Bella has gathered herself back together, Oprah speaks up again. "Okay, enough with the heavy. I was going to include some background on them all, but I think now we'll just stick with you two. Sorry to bring such sad news."

"It's not your fault, and I'm glad you told us. We just wasn't expectin' it," I assure her.

She gives me a nod and takes a deep breath. "Okay then, are you ready to begin?"

Bella lifts a brow, so I speak up. "Yes, ma'am, we're ready."

She looks to the camera. "Today we're sitting with Edward and Bella Cullen. As you know, Edward was the lead singer of Pure Religion and Bella was well known as Issa Swan. They met on their debut tour and have been together ever since." Her eyes trail to us. "I'd like to talk about the early days of the tour first. Was it love at first sight?"

I can only shake my head. Of course this is her first question.

Bella chuckles and looks to me with a raised brow, so I know she's waiting on me to answer.

I clear my throat. "Well, not really," I answer.

"No?" Oprah questions. I can tell that ain't gonna be good enough.

I rub the back of my neck. "We sorta got off on the wrong foot. But, um, once I got to know the real her, I was hooked soon after."

Bella looks to me with affection on her face and speaks up. "We both had expectations of the other, and let's just say, we were way off base."

"So you weren't what you each expected?"

I speak up. "No, we were both wrong, and it took a little while, but we figured it out pretty early on."

"I'll say. You got married the last day of the tour, didn't you?"

"We did," Bella confirms.

"Tell me about that," Oprah prods.

Bella squeezes my hand and so I talk. "I realized I couldn't imagine my life without her. The tour was fixin' to be over, and I wanted to keep her. So I asked … well, I begged her to marry me."

The questions continue and we lay out our life for her. It's been amazing, and we've got nothing to hide. America has this fascination with famous people's love lives for some reason, and since me and Bella have that once in a lifetime love, they eat it up with a spoon.

Oprah's everything people assume. She's down to earth and normal, but not. She cares about stuff and has a hopeful outlook on life in general. We have a great time and feel honored to've been deemed worthy of her time.

She promises to have us a rough cut of the video in the next few days. We thank her and make our way back to the chopper.

Arriving home has the kids rushing out to greet us. We've only been gone half a day. "Daddy, Mama," they yell, running out to bestow us in hugs. I catch my Grace first. These are times when a man's gotta take what he can get. She barely hugs me at all when we're home. Too embarrassing she says.

Masen goes straight for Bella. He don't mind hugging her; it's just me that's done been cut off, unless I blackmail him. When Grace moves, Hailey holds her arms up for me to grab her. Of course I do. This one shares the hugs and kisses. I start blowing raspberries on her belly while she just giggles away.

"All right, kids, let's get inside," Bella says. I put my arm 'round her, and with Hailey in my arms we walk inside.

Once there I can smell supper already on the stove. "Somethin' smells good," I say as we enter.

Charlie and Jasper are on the sofa, which means Sue and Alice are in the kitchen.

"Shh, don't say that too loud. Em'll hear you all the way from Mama's and come eat our supper … after he eats theirs," Jasper jokes.

I can't help but bark out a laugh. "You know it."

I take a seat next to Jasper on the couch and let Hailey down to play. Grace has already disappeared, but without Emmett's kids here, Masen's stuck with girls and Christopher. So he decides to hang with us.

"What'cha watchin', Gramps?" he asks Charlie.

"Football," Charlie answers.

Masen goes over and crawls in his lap and starts asking questions 'bout the game.

What am I? Chopped liver? He barely hugged my leg when I came up, but he's all over Bella and now Gramps. I just shake my head; kids these days.

Christopher gets up from playing with his blocks and toddles over to the couch. Instead of going to Jasper, he comes straight to me and raises his arms. Well at least somebody's kid loves me.

I pick him up and sit him on my lap where he babbles away. Not even ten minutes later I notice Masen giving us the side-eye, no longer interested in what Gramps is saying.

Slowly he climbs down and eases in the spot between me and Jasper. I pretend I don't notice. After 'bout another ten minutes, Christopher gets restless and prompts me to let him down. Shortly after he's gone, Masen slides up in my lap like it ain't nothing. I let him and smirk to myself. We continue watching the game with him peppering questions here and there 'til the women holler us in for supper.

After our bellies are full and we've relaxed as a family, it's time to tuck the kids in bed. I go to Grace's room first while Bella lays Hailey down. She's already in her pajamas and under the cover. Courtney has her headphones in, already settled down for sleep. I give her a wink and walk to Grace's bed.

I sit beside her and rub my hand down her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Night, Grace. Daddy loves ya." I lean in and kiss her cheek.

She gives me a small smile. "Night, Daddy. Love you, too." I tuck the covers up to her neck and leave the room, turning the light out on the way.

Next up is Hailey. When I enter, Bella is lying beside her, reading her favorite book. Hailey looks up and smiles.

"Hey, baby girl. You talk Mama into readin' you that book again?"

"I did, Daddy. You come to gimme night kisses?" she asks. Her face is so angelic in the light of the lamp. Brown hair and green eyes, with Bella's heart-shaped face.

I walk over and tickle her belly then lean up and give her kisses all over her face. She giggles and wraps her arms 'round my neck, hugging me tight. Once she releases me I move to Bella and give her a peck, too. "Night, pretty girls." I wink at Bella. "I'll see you soon."

When I enter Masen's room, he's sitting in the middle of the bed. "Did ya brush ya teeth, buddy?" I ask as I walk over to him.

He nods. "Yeah."

I sit beside him and start pulling his covers back so he can scramble under. After he's under, I tuck the covers in 'round him. He surprises me by holding out his arms for a hug. It makes me smile, and then I grab him and hold him tight.

When I pull back, I give him a peck on his cheek. "Night, Masen. Love you, buddy."

"Night, Daddy. Love you, too." He yawns and snuggles down deeper under the covers. I just sit and stare at my Bella mini. He's all brown eyes and hair, but it mimics mine in unruliness. After turning his lamp off and his night light on, I leave him to fall asleep.

~~~~~POP RELIGION~~~~~

Several days later finds us with the video of the interview in hand. The grandparents take all the kids while the parents gather at our house to have a look.

Spread out in our living room, me and Bella in Charlie's favorite recliner, Emmett and Rose snuggled on the couch and Alice and Jasper in the love seat, we settle in to watch.

I hit play and pull Bella back to lie against me.

As soon as the first question's asked Emmett starts up. "Dude, you told all of America that it wasn't love at first sight?" He laughs out loud.

I level him with a look. "Well, it wasn't."

Still laughing, he says, "Sure wasn't. Bella schooled you and your self-righteous attitude real quick."

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, yeah. She did. I should've never judged her that way, though."

Emmett sobers up. "No, you shouldn't've."

We go back to watching the interview with comments from everybody here and there. Alice and Rose are surprised at how early on me and Bella realized we had feelings. Bella'd kept quite a bit of our beginning from her girls at the time.

Jasper speaks up when it gets to the part 'bout keeping the wedding from everybody. "Ya know, I'd like to've stood up for ya, bro. But I think you and Bella did what was best for ya at the time. Especially considerin' how everybody reacted when they did find out." He cuts his eyes at Alice first, then Emmett and Rose. They all look away, ignoring his jibe.

Bella nods in agreement. "We did. I hated keeping it from my girls, but I wanted it and wasn't willing to hear their arguments." She looks to both Alice and Rose in apology.

"Well, I wouldn't change a thing if I had it to do over again. I'd never give up the life I have with Bella for anything in the world," I say.

We focus back on the TV and watch as the interview comes to a close. Oprah has one more question for us.

"I want you both, in your own words, to tell me what the Pop Religion tour meant to you."

We watch the screen to see me give Bella a nod to go first.

"It meant a new life. Before the tour I was stuck and unhappy. Then I met Edward and my life completely changed. I met a man to share my life with, I was brave enough to set a new career path, my best-friends and I got a new family, I reconnected with my dad and I got my happily ever after. That tour gave me a life I need to pinch myself for everyday just to make sure it's real."

After she's done, we can see the wetness in her eyes when she looks to me to give my answer.

"Everythin'. This was a tour I didn't even want to go on. It took my brothers outvotin' me 'fore I'd even agree. Man, I owe them so much. I learned that I wasn't as Christian as I could be and to never judge a book by its cover. Pop Religion gave me somethin' I didn't know was missin'. My very own pop star."

With one last smirk to the camera, the screen goes black.

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This is the part where I say goodbye and it breaks my heart. This whole thing started with an idea for a O/S that, after reading, we knew we wanted to make a full story. We just had no idea how to get from a beginning to that future chapter that had been written. But somehow we did and you guys read and supported us the whole way … more than we ever imagined. We will never ever be able to express the feelings you gave us with that support. It's indescribable and means everything to us. Every word you have ever written in response will forever be something we hold so very close to our hearts. THANK YOU SO MUCH!

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