A/N: Just an FYI, I know that the word 'quiello' should be 'quiero'. I was attempting to make it more authentic to how a three year old learning how to speak spanish might get a word or two wrong. See you at the bottom!

Epilogue

EPOV

"¡Papi, quiello jugar contigo!"Carlos, our three-year-old, shouted at me. I'd just walked in the door, needing to wash up from work, but I'd never pass up the opportunity to spend time with him.

"¡Carlitos!" I exclaimed as I scooped him up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Qué bien hablas. ¿Mamá te ayudó?" I knew he was having an easier time understanding Spanish than he was speaking it, but it was coming along well.

"Un poco,"he said as he placed his hands on either side of my face. "I want down, papi."

"You want down, huh?" I lifted him up higher in the air. "Lo siento, no quiero."I lifted his shirt just enough to blow raspberries on his belly, causing him to scream with laughter.

"¡Por favor, papi!I need to go potty."

My eyes went wide, making him giggle. I placed him on the ground, watching as he ran off.

—

I made my way through the house, stopping at the door to Bella's office and leaning against the door frame. I watched for a moment as she typed away. "Hola, mami."

She turned toward me, a smile lighting up her face. "Edward, you're early."

"Yo sé. I was able to sneak away. Now that I've hired Paul, things should be much smoother."

—

It was about two years ago when I sat down in front of Emmett, telling him we were moving to Palo Alto, California.

It didn't necessarily come as a shock to him. He figured that after everything I'd been through, I wouldn't have stuck around much longer. I said the same to him, but apparently he was happy in Seattle. He'd even confided in me that he'd started to see someone. He wanted to stick around to see where it was going.

With all of that aside, he had an offer for me. Something I never expected.

He wanted to open up another shop. And, like the one he ran now, he wanted to continue offering employment to those who were coming out of prison. More times than not, it worked out well, as long as they truly wanted to change.

His offer was for me to scout out, set up, and run his new shop. Essentially, we would be partners.

—

Bella pulled her lip between her teeth "I'm not so sure about Paul, papi."

I grabbed her hand, pulling her up from her seat. It wasn't so easy for her to get up on her own these days. Her overly pregnant belly threw her balance off a lot of the time. "Mamita, you weren't so sure about me, either, but look how well that's turned out? Look, I trust him. I see myself in him. Now, tell me, how is this bebecita treating you?"

Bella winced as she pressed a hand to her belly. "She's been kicking me in the ribs all day. I'm ready to get her out of here."

I dropped down to my knees in front of her, placing a kiss on her swollen belly. "She'll be here any day now, mami. Princesita, tienes que ser una buena niña para mamá."I spoke softly to our daughter as Bella ran her fingers through my hair.

"I don't think I can ever get over how much you love us, papi."

I smiled as I stood up, kissing her lips. "I'm lucky to be alive. Every moment I have with all of you is special." I tried not to think about it often, but some days I couldn't stop the thoughts from invading.

When I took that beating from Royce and Alistair all those years ago, the injuries they left me with were minimal considering what I'd gone through. But if the cops had been only a few minutes later, who knows what they would've done to me.

We didn't go back to Seattle often, our parents choosing to visit us instead. I knew I didn't really have anything to fear by going there, but when it came to my family, I'd rather know they were safe.

Royce, Alistair, Hunter, and Wolf were all behind bars for life. But, one day there would be another King ready to take the lead, and who knew if they'd have a vendetta against me, as well. The less time we spent in Seattle, the better.

—

"Edward!" I heard Seth yell through the shop. "Your wife's on the phone!"

I jumped up, running to grab the phone. I knew why she was calling. She'd been having small contractions all day yesterday and a few today. I'd tried to stay home with her, but she'd shoved me out of the house. "Mamita? Are you okay?"

"Um, yes?"

"You don't sound so sure. What's wrong?"

I listened as she took a deep breath, letting out a small moan. "My water broke. I should have let you stay home."

She was right, she should have, but I wasn't going to tell her that now. "You didn't know. Go call Alice, she'll pick Carlos up from pre-school and keep him until my mom and your dad can get here."

Alice and her husband Jasper had been life savers ever since we moved into the neighborhood. They were an older couple, all of their children were already grown, so they had sort of adopted us as their own. "I'll be there in a few minutes, okay? I love you."

"I love you, too." Her voice was soft as she replied before hanging up.

—

"You got this, mami.Come on." I wiped away the damp hair that had fallen into her eyes. They usually said the second baby was easier to deliver, but that didn't seem to be true for Bella.

"I can't, Edward. I can't,"she cried.

"Just a couple more pushes, Bella, and this baby will be out. You can do it," one of the nurses encouraged her.

I leaned down, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Just a few more, come on."

It took a lot of coaxing and three more long pushes for Lily Cullen to make her way crying and screaming into the world. I took one look at her scrunched up little face and knew my world was complete. I'd do anything, be anything that my children and wife needed me to be.

I'd continue to strive every single day to be the type of man that made them proud. I'd be the man my father always hoped I would be.

—

Spanish:

Papi, quiello(quiero) jugar contigo - Daddy, I want to play with you

Qué bien hablas. ¿Mamá te ayudó? - You talk so well, Did mom help you?

Un poco - A little

Lo siento, no quiero - I'm sorry, I don't want to

Princesita, tienes que ser una buena niña para mamá -Little princess, you have to be a good girl for mom

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