Here is the last chapter :( Its kind of like an epilogue. I wrote it from Edwards POV because i think i was a bit harsh on him in past chapters. I have really enjoyed writing this story. Thank you all for your lovely reveiws and comments.

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10 Years Later

Chapter 11

Edwards POV

I stared down at the stiff piece of card in my hand, it glared right back at me.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of:

Isabella Marie Swan and Jacob EphraimBlack

47 Melhurst Road, La Push

Washington

It seemed stupid; this was what I had always wanted. Her to have a happy human life, where she didn't have to fight to stay alive. Where she could be someone who could give her everything I could not, who could grow old with her. But, it still stung.

A lot

"We're going to see Bella?" Alice ran to my side, her large gold eyes full of excitement.

"I hadn't realised I had decided that" I murmured softly, my eyes still glued to the invitation in my hand.

"Well you have now!" she laughed and danced in a small circle.

"Alice, is she really going to go through with this?" I asked Alice earnestly, she turned to shoot me a sympathetic smile

She has made her choice; it has been set in concrete for quite some time. Your know that, Edward.

"I know, but I can't help hoping" I sighed, chuckling softly to myself. How was it possible to get what you had wanted and to hate it so much?

"What about Tanya?" Alice asked quietly.

"Ah Tanya" the immortal I had turned to in a peal of rejection and anger. The immortal I had grown quite fond of in recent years, but nothing to the unhinging love I still felt for Isabella Swan.

"So when are we leaving?" Alice smiled, changing the subject.

"Soon, or we won't get there in time"

The invitation read the 15th of July, today's date.

"Will we be able to see all of it?" Alice asked quietly. It would be sunny in forks today, making it unable for us to see the ceremony if the sun shone.

"No its 6:30, so it would be twilight" I whispered. Alice's eyes glazed over as she skimmed relentlessly through the future.

"It won't be too sunny, so I think we'll be safe at twilight" Alice told me with a dazzling smile.

"Good" one side of my lips turned up in a crooked smile.

"I'll just go and get us some more suitable clothes" Alice exited subtly, allowing me to wallow in my thoughts for a little longer.

It'll be okay dear brother; you did the right thing by her. Once you see how happy she is it'll all be worth it.

Alice thought as she passed me. I re read the invitation again and turned it over.

I hope to see you there.

Written in Bella's own untidy handwriting. I could only assume she had forgiven me for when I had almost... when I had hurt her. Still the look in her eyes as I licked the blood off her hand still haunted me. The fear, the revulsion, the true monster I was reflected in the eyes of one so dear.

I looked away; I could not think such things again. They would surely drive me insane. I placed the invitation back in my jean pocket and turned my back. My hand ran up the dusty piano Esme had insisted we take from our old home in forks. I hadn't played in almost 10 years.

I could hear Alice flitting about, talking to Jasper quietly. It was just me, Alice and Jasper in the house today. Rosalie and Emmet had gone to Venice, celebrating their 10th honeymoon. Carlisle and Esme were hunting a few miles south of here. We had moved quite close to Denali's, an hour drive away.

Alice suddenly ran down the stairs, a dress and suit draped over her left arm.

Armani Edward! You're going to look lovely

She thought, shooting me a wide smile. I couldn't muster the strength to smile back, just shrugged my shoulders in defeat. She laid the clothes on the back of the couch where I had sunk into, my face in my hands.

Jaspers soft footprints pattered behind Alice's, occasionally asking her a question. He wasn't too happy about her going to a wedding full of werewolves.

"They must know we are coming, Bella would have told them. It's not something she can just spring on them" She tinkered with a vase of flowers, rearranging so all the orange dandelions faced different ways.

"What about the treaty?" Jasper asked.

Alice is never careful enough. I don't know what I'd do if something happened to her...

The tenderness in Jaspers thoughts, a tenderness I had to endure everyday between Alice and Jasper and Esme and Carlisle. Before Bella I had been appreciative, curious as to how someone could possibly feel so much. Now I knew.

With a scream of fury, I picked up the coffee table in front of me and flung it at the back wall. The wood shattered into pieces, the white wall was left with a large dent in it.

"Esme liked that table" Alice whispered. I groaned aloud, the rage evaporating from me as Jasper used his annoying talent to try and calm me. The door banged now, I had been too preoccupied to notice footsteps.

"Did I hear a bang" a loud cackle and I spied Tanya making her way over to me. Her strawberry blond hair bouncing as she walked. She was as ostentatious as ever in a bright red, figure hugging dress and high red stilettos. I suddenly longed for her to be in jeans and a dark blue shirt, for her hair to fall with the slight curve it did but to be a lovely shade of chestnut brown. I wanted Bella.

"Go away Tanya" hardly gentlemanly of me. I was past the point of caring anymore.

The irritating sound of her heels coming towards me; tap tap tap. I had to grind my teeth. I suddenly felt her hard arms around my shoulders.

"Now that's no way to speak to me" she whispered huskily. Her hands falling lower down my chest, her lips tasting a path along my neck. I pulled away from her.

"Enough" I whispered.

"What is your problem?" she almost growled.

"I said go away Tanya!" how I longed for her to transform into Bella, how I longed for her immortality to fall, I longed for her to have brown eyes the same colour as Bella's. I longed for something to remind me of Bella.

Her eyes flashed black "it's the other one" she spat through gritted teeth. Suddenly her eyes turned sad "I give you all of me, and it's never enough. Is it, Edward?"

I turned my face from her.

I love you

It was the first time she had thought that, I caught her black eyes with mine. It would be so easy to love her. But love doesn't work like that, that's what makes it beautiful and special. It's hard to understand and sometimes impossible to get, it keeps you thinking and waiting. It can make you the happiest you have ever been or make you a feel a pain that is not short from torture.

I turned my eyes from her in a silent gesture. With a sigh she turned and left the house. With a loud bang from the door she was gone. I felt nothing, no relief, no hate, no remorse.

Alice suddenly appeared beside me, her hand touching my elbow.

"We better get going Edward" she said softly.

We took Carlisle's Mercedes, having burnt the Volvo about five years ago. A period where I had reverently tried to destroy everything that reminded me of Bella. Alice drove, humming quietly to herself as we sped down the dank streets of Alaska.

She did not speak, just sat silently thinking about the trivial details of the wedding. She did not linger on Bella's face for more than a few seconds. My body was eager to see her; it felt like my silent heart was beating. Alice was going 120 miles per hour but it still wasn't quick enough. My body wanted to see her now. Will she have changed? I thought to myself. Mortals change all the time. Her face, her seventeen year old face was in my mind, porcelain and perfect. Would she look different, act different? To an immortal a decade was nothing, but to a mortal that was an eighth of their life, if not more.

As we drove though Port Angeles I felt a strange sensation run through my body. Nerves. I was nervous about seeing her? Perhaps this visit would be beneficial; perhaps I would feel nothing for her. Perhaps a decade was enough for me to have forgiven myself for loving her. I severely doubted it.

"Oh I can't wait to see her!" Alice trilled in her high voice. "I haven't seen visions of her since she became so wrapped up in Jacob" she spoke his name softly, he was already her friend. I was very worried about my temper, it had got the best of me the one time I had met Jacob Black. It couldn't get out of hand here. I had had long enough for the wounds to not bleed. I had to keep in control. For her, for Bella.

We drove past forks high school, the highway leading us to a familiar lane. Alice stopped at our old house, technically still our house since we never bothered to sell it. The furniture was still there, all except my piano. Covered in dust. The house was silent, so lonely. It had been a long time since these walls had heard laughter.

At the door I picked up a familiar scent, it was old about three weeks but very obvious. I would know her scent anywhere. Bella, she had been here? Recently? Her scent stopped in the middle of the rooms. She must have just walked in and stood in this spot. What on earth for? The curious frustration I had lost came back to me. Her peculiar mind! I would never understand it. It felt good to actually feel something for a change.

Alice sent me upstairs to my old room to change into my suit. The setting sun shone through the windows, turning my skin luminous. I dressed slowly, pulling on my shirt last. My hands ran along my music collection, covered in dust. I did not listen to music anymore, having lost my passion for it.

Alice appeared at my door way, a sympathetic smile on her face. She looked lovely, her short hair lightly curled and wearing a short lilac dress. She stepped towards me to do the last buttons on my shirt and smooth down my collar; I allowed her this human gesture. Unexpectedly she wrapped her stone arms around my chest and hugged me fiercely.

It'll be okay Edward.

I place my head atop of her, smelling the scent of home. "I hope your right Alice; I really hope your right"

We ran to the treaty borderline, where as expected a line of wolves were waiting.

"She said you would come" Sam Uley was in human form, wearing a faded grey suit. His calm face was a good deal older since I had last seen him in Jacobs mind. He had stopped phasing, what a peculiar decision.

"You are allowed on our lands for this day, for Bella. You will not hunt on these lands, not even animals. Is that understood?" his voice was calm, measured but rang with a secure authority.

"Yes sir" I answered quickly. Alice and I had hunted a few days prior and thirst was the last thing on my mind at the moment.

"Very well" he nodded. "Follow me"

It was dark now, only the faded pink line on the horizon proof that the sun had once been here. Sam lead us to a small wooden house, it was a pale white. The front garden covered in flowers, soft lilacs and pinks. Long white streamers had been placed over the windowsills and the blue front door had a one white and one blue balloon taped on the door.

It was hardly fancy, but rather beautiful. This little white house, shabby even - looked homey, a happy place. Sam led us behind the house, a large yard followed. A long procession of chairs on either side of soft, freshly mown grass; the aisle I realised. The alter was under a huge willow tree, bowed with old age. A wrought iron arch had been placed under it, the iron interlocked with small pale blue roses. To the west the inescapable trees followed, each covered with a string of twinkling lights, bright in the darkness. It was so simple, but so stunning. So Bella I realised. Never one for lots of attention this was exactly the kind of wedding she would love, simple, plain. Beautiful.

Guests were already seated in the white chairs at the front. Sam guided us to two seats right at the back and with a final grimace took off into the house. I could hear the excited mental babble of the crowd, I tuned it all out, only concentrating on my breathing. My mind was screaming at me.

She's in there Edward! Just in the house, so close.

As Alice took my hand I realised was shaking and she gave me a wide smile.

It's a bit homemade, isn't it? Would be a lot nicer in a church with proper seats. Alice commented critically, subtlety was never her thing.

"I think it's beautiful" I said honestly. The warm summer wind whipped the trees close by, the sound of the forest reaching us. The birds sung their evening songs happily, the trees harmonising with the wind. The air smelt like sun, like fresh mown grass. A beautiful scent.

Oh, isn't that Edward? He hasn't changed at all!

Renee? Her mental voice alerted me to what was going on; she scurried along the line of chairs, to a seat at the front of the procession, shooting me only a confused smile. She sat next to a man a few years her junior, tall with thinning hair. Phil I assumed. To her left was Billy Black, Jacobs's father, his eyes bright with an emotion I couldn't decipher. She still had no idea about the world her daughter happily put herself into, the world she was going to marry into...

The babble of voice quietened as Sam walked up the aisle. Beside him was Jacob Black. He had grown since the last time I had seen him, he now stood a good six inches above Sam. He did not look much older; his dark black hair was shorter then when I had last seen him. He had soft lines at the corner of his eyes and mouth. Laughter lines. His face was bright with a smile today as he walked beside Sam.

His left hand was clasping a smaller hand, the skin the same russet brown. The young boy beside him looked about four. His dark black eyes scrutinizing everything he saw with a familiar quiet intelligence. His mental voice was soft, gentle. He looked so startlingly like his dad it was hard to see much else. But, beneath his dark skin and black hair his mother was evident. His skin was slightly lighter than his dad, pink across the cheek bones. His mother evident in the intelligent expression of his eyes. His bottom lips slightly larger than his top one, just like Bella.

I had not prepared myself for this. Children? I admit the possibility had flitted through my mind at rare occasions. I had only let it pass through my mind momentarily, the fact she was to marry someone beside myself was hard enough. But to have his children? That was unbearable. I felt Alice's reassuring touch on my knee, half to comfort, half to keep me in my seat.

Jacob's dark eyes met mine; he did not note the rage there. The inner torment as my dead heart broke again and again. Today he saw no evil. I turned my eyes from him.

Edward, he came? Bella will be so happy. Not an ounce of resent towards me, his mind was full of nothing but happiness, all he cared was that my appearance would make Bella happy. His needs did not matter; Bella was more important then what he wanted. He put her first, the way I had failed to do. I met his eyes once more.

Welcome Edward.

And with that he walked on, his son towed firmly beside him. He took his place underneath the arch a vaguely familiar man stood in front of Jacob. Gregory Webber, Angela Webber's father. Sam took his place beside Jacob, his best man.

Jacob bent down to pick his son up; he pulled him closer for a minute, burying his face in his little boys black hair. He loved his son very much; you didn't have to read minds to see that. He put the boy down where he scurried away to stand beside Sam.

Soft music tinkered from hidden speakers, a soft melody that fit in beautifully with the gentle sounds of nature. A young girl skipped down the aisle, soft white rose petals falling from her fingers. Jessica Uley, Sam and Emily's daughter. The procession started, first Emily Uley smiling sweetly at everyone as she walked down the aisle with a beaming Quil Atera at her side. She wore a long strapless blue dress; her long black hair fell down low below her shoulders, hiding most of the scars on the left side of her body.

Seems like pale blue is a theme Alice mused.

Angela Webber was behind Emily, this time Embry Call was on her arm as they walked towards where Jacob stood. They parted, the men taking their place behind Sam, the women taking their place beside where Bella would soon be.

I closed my eyes as I heard her approaching footsteps. I listened to her breathing, slightly faster than normal, her erratic heartbeat. As she came into sight of the guest I kept my eyes firmly closed, not allowing myself to see their mental pictures.

Edward, look at her Alice pleaded in her mind.

With a sigh I opened my eyes and turned to look at where she was approaching from.

I had never seen an angel until that day. She had not changed; she looked just as beautiful if not more. Age had not withered her but brought a patience and wisdom to her face that had not been there before. Her hair fell in soft waves to her shoulders, her pale skin flushed pink. Her dark chocolate eyes sparkling with excitement. She was glorious, perfect.

Her soft body was cloaked in a plain white dress, the beading on the bust drawing attention away the large bump beneath her dress. She hand one hand held securely in Charlie's, but the other fell atop her stomach, cradling her unborn child. She was smiling brighter then I had ever seen her.

Wow. There she is, my utterly beautiful Bella. Jacob's mental voice was the loudest as she made her way towards him.

She walked past me, not noticing me. She only had eyes for Jacob, the strange sensation that they were having a conversation, without needing to speak. She walked slowly, as tears fell down her cheeks, happy tears, there could be no doubt of that.

Charlie placed his daughters hand in Jacobs in a symbol as old as time and Jacob took it and turned her to face him. She was still crying, her tears running freely down her face and falling off her chin. The pastor said his piece and Bella spoke her vows.

"Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things and endures all things. Love never ends. And I love you Jacob Black." She spoke those words so softly, barely above a whisper. The beautiful words I had once longed her to say to me. There was no doubting the utter sincerity in her voice. She truly loved him.

His voice was thick as he spoke to her:

"Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt my love"

That was all said, his eyes filled with tears as he spoke those words. The words of the night she had first told him she loved him, the night they had first made love. The night where she had become his. His memories filled my head, a million memories I had missed. Her soft smile, the soft touch of her skin on his. Her kisses fluttering through his body, her dark eyes still made his heart stop beating.

The rage had gone now as the pastor proclaimed them man and wife. I could not hate someone she loved so much, someone who loved her so dearly, truly more than himself.

"You may now kiss the bride" Mr Webber said.

Bella smiled up at Jacob and reached onto her tip toes to throw her arms around his neck. He kissed her eagerly, lifting her right off her feet. As their lips met there was huge cheer from the crowd. They broke apart, a scarlet Bella half laughing half crying as her mother ran up to embrace her.

Jacob was passed through the crowd of werewolf's till he met eyes with his father. Billy's face was bright again.

"I wish she was here to see this" Bill said simply. His mind fixed on a woman, with a kind dark face.

"Me too dad" he ducked down to hug his father who wrapped his arms around his son with a contented sigh. I could hardly take it, Alice held my hand in hers as I felt the fire engulf me. Death was nothing, the change from mortal to immortal was nothing to this. This knowledge I had forced her into. This acknowledgment that she was happy without me. She had a life, a husband who would grow old with her, surrounded by their children. All the material aspects I had once forced on her were nothing to this, the beauty of a happy human life. The kind of life she would have never experienced with me. She was lucky she had got away when she had. With the human I loved so dearly truly belonging to another I felt the last shreds of my humanity fall. I was an empty man now.

The sky was and ink blue now, the guest cleared the seats to the side of the garden, leaving a large space to dance. Me and Alice moved to the fringes of the trees, hidden by the shadow. I watched as Jacob led Bella to the dance floor, wrapping his arms around her, they began to dance. She was laughing, even though I knew how much she hated dancing. He led her confidently, pulling her close to his side. They twirled gracefully for a while before they were joined by other couples.

Sam and Emily were first to dance closely followed by Jared and his imprint; Kim. The music got louder and the party began, Emily brought out a huge try of food, all homemade by the look of it. I wondered if Bella had helped.

The little boy I had seen with Jacob earlier ran up to Bella, to be scooped up in her arms. She held him for a minute, kissing his forehead. Jacob put his arm around them both smiling fondly on his small family. How strange, I mused. Bella looked at her son with obvious motherly affection. I had never taken her for the maternal type.

Jacob eyes looked up now and met my curious gaze.

Bella will want to talk to Edward. Better get it over with

He obviously wasn't as pleased to see me as he had let on. He leaned in to whisper to Bella, who was looking fondly at her son at this time. He spoke my name and her eyes snapped up to meet mine. After a second her face broke into a relieved smile and with a soft word to Jacob she made her way to us, her son still in her arms.

Her eyes were impossibly tender as she grew close. Putting her son on the ground, where he ran to hide behind his father's legs. She pulled Alice into an embrace "Alice" she breathed. She broke away and finally caught me in her embrace. She smelt the same, mouth-watering tantalising.

I felt Jacob mentally stutter, trying to repress his protectiveness edge. His mental voice tinged with jealously. She moved away to stand beside Jacob, he took her hand in his.

"You have no idea how great it is to see you." Bella smiled at me "you haven't changed". Of course we hadn't, stuck in time. Never moving forward. Dead.

"It was a beautiful wedding, Bella" Alice smiled. She nodded at Jacob and turned to eye the child still gripping to his father. The child had good instincts, unlike his mother.

"Thank you" Bella turned to the son and held out her hand to him. "He's a little shy".

The boy took her hand and stood in front of her, his black eyes cautious as he watched the strange pale skinned newcomers.

"This is Caleb" Jacob spoke only to Alice. Alice shot the child a dazzling smile.

Wow, just like his father.

"Say hello, Caleb" Bella softly ruffled his hair. He did not speak just watched me, his brow furrowing in concentration, it made him look startlingly like his mother. I crouched down so I could see him better.

"Hello Caleb I'm Edward" I watched at his black eyes sparkled.

"Edward Cullen?" he whispered his eyes wide with wonder. Images flitted trough his mind, super strength and speed. The words his mother spoke about me, I was often his bed time story. Her soft voice in his mind, talking of the good vampires. Of course Bella's son would not find us frightening but exciting. Cool was the word he used.

"Yep that's right" I smiled at him. Straightening up to meet his mother's curious expression. What I wouldn't give to read her mind for just this minute.

"He's lovely" Alice smiled down at the child. He was lovely, so loveable. Something obviously inherited from his mother. Alice's gaze slid to the bulge that was Bella's stomach. Jacob laughed unexpectedly, following Alice's eye line.

Bella turned a beautiful shade of pink.

"That's Sarah" Jacob told Alice, his voice growing softer at her name.

"Sarah-Alice" Bella corrected. She softly stroked a pattern over her stomach. "Sarah after Jacobs's mother, Alice after you" Bella shot Alice a shy smile.

"ME!" Alice sung. "Oh it's wonderful!"

"You don't mind?" Bella asked softly.

"Mind? I love it!" Alice ran to hug Bella again, pulling her close. Suddenly a flash flew into her mind, a flash of the future. A young girl, her skin a soft caramel colour, her eyes a deep chestnut brown. Her hair fell with a soft wave, a shade darker then her mother's but streaked with the same red Bella had. Her heart shaped face so achingly familiar to her mothers. I could see the girl in my mind, so like Bella.

"She's going to be beautiful" Alice let go of Bella. Bella smiled at last, pulling her son close to her. Jacob slung and arm around her soft shoulders and she sparkled. In a world where she had been overlooked so many times. Here she shone; she had found where she belonged. Her eyes glittered, her skin glowing with health, vitality. Jacob beamed beside her a beacon of warmth and optimism. He would look after her, I had to believe that.

The Bella I loved, the Bella I had always loved. Bella, no longer my Bella. Neither Jacob's Bella. Just the Bella she was always destined to be, beautiful, kind, good.

Extraordinary.