A/N: Hellooooo! I'm back (kinda)! There'll be a loooong author's note at the bottom to explain it more instead of me boring you with it here.

Anyway, about this story! This is my Christmas fic for this year (I feel like Christmas fic's have become a bit of a tradition for me)! The title, In 5 Years Time, is from the Noah and the Whale song (which I do not own).

I know New Moon AU's have been done so many times but I just had this idea and had to write it! There are a total of 10 chapters, which will be posted each day up to Christmas Eve and then the remaining 2 will be posted on the 26th & 27th, with the epilogue being posted on New Year's Eve.

Summary: "I'm fine," I tell him curtly. "I just called because your children were asking about their father," I blurt out. 5 years after Edwad left her, Bella calls him up with some shocking news.

Enjoy! :)

Bella:

My hand hovers over the call button, though I'm not sure I can bring myself to press it.

Maybe I could get Nessie or Masen to do it?

No, that'd be cruel. I can't get my children to call their father for the first time. I have to do this. Even if I really, really don't want to.

Even though it's been five years, I kept the phone he gave me, with the emergency contact number. This isn't really an emergency though, is it?

I can't do this. He'll hate me.

Well, he already hates me. He told me when he left that he never loved me. That he was only using me.

I take a deep breath to try not to get angry. For the first couple of years, I was constantly sad. Now, though, my feelings towards him have just changed to anger.

My eyes close as I press the button and I swear my heart has never beaten so fast in my chest as I hear the ringing sound.

"Hello?" His voice. I'd forgotten how good it sounds. Or maybe it just sounds better to my enhanced hearing. "Is anyone there?" he asks, his voice sounding angry.

"Hi," I squeak out. I told myself that I wouldn't let myself feel anything. I can't. It'll only lead to further hurt.

"Bella?" he questions. At first I'm surprised he remembers what I sound like, but then I remember his perfect memory. Yet another one of his features that's perfect.

Dammit. This isn't going to plan.

"Yes," I answer, taking in another deep breath. "I know you said this was only for emergencies, but…" Do I just blurt it out? Isn't it insincere to tell him he's a father over the phone?

Actually, I think we're past the stage of being insincere. I should've told him sooner. At least then he could've chosen how big a role he'd have himself.

"What is it? Are you ok?" he rushes out, almost sounding worried. I'd believe his worry if he hadn't left, telling me everything he'd said, everything he'd done, had been a lie.

And just like that, my anger returns along with the courage to tell him this.

"I'm fine," I tell him curtly. "I just called because your children were asking about their father," I blurt out.

The line goes completely silent, and I fear he's hung up.

"What?" he whispers, so quietly I'm not sure I'd have caught it if I had human hearing.

"A month after you left, I found out I was pregnant. With twins. Recently they've started asking more questions about you and wanting to meet you," I explain to him.

"You…pregnant? I'm…I'm a father?" Edward stutters out, sounding as though he's in shock. Can vampires go into shock?

"Yes. I…I should've told you sooner," I admit, hating myself for doing so. Why do I still care about his feelings when he so easily disregarded mine?

"How? I mean, I know how, but…wasn't it dangerous? How are you still…?" he trails off, not saying 'alive'.

"The pregnancy changed me. I'm not fully vampire, my heart still beats, but I have vampiric speed and strength. And I stopped ageing," I tell him, wondering, as I do so, why. It's not as if he cares about me. "My-Our- Renesmee and Masen are half human, half vampire. Their ageing seems to be a lot quicker than a normal human. I don't…I don't know if they'll stop or slow down," I whispered the last part. I love my children with all my heart and the thought that they might not spend eternity with me is enough to make me cry.

I've always remembered how Edward told me, during Romeo and Juliet, that he'd thought about breaking a vampire law and getting executed by the Volturi. It's one thing I can thank him for. I live for my children but if they're not going to be able to stay with me, there's no way I could remain on this planet.

"You mentioned that they wanted to meet me," Edward states, clearly recovering from his shock.

"Yes. If you don't want to, I understand. I told them I'd try and speak to you, but it's ok," I tell him honestly. Truthfully, I'm scared about him wanting to meet them. That would mean I'd have to see him again. And I'm not sure how I'd react to that.

"No! They're my children! Of course I want to see them!" Edward shouts. I close my eyes and try not to cry at the emotion in his voice. "I'll get Alice to book flights for us. Where are you currently living?" Edward rushes out as I start to panic.

"Us? No…you…not everyone," I gasp out. "I can't…they'll hate me," I whimper. I wasn't supposed to fall apart. I was supposed to sound strong and calm and in control.

"Shhh, Bella, it's ok. They won't hate you, Bella," Edward assures me, though I detect a hint of sadness in his voice. Or is that just wishful thinking? That's he's as sad as I am?

"I'm in Canada. Winnipeg," I answer his previous question.

"Ok," he breathes out heavily. "Alice is going to book flights for tonight. We should be there in the morning," Edward tells me.

I am stunned into silence at how quickly he's going to be here. In less than 24 hours I'll see him again after dreaming about his face for five years.

A/N: Thoughts on the first chapter?

Ok, here's the long explanation coming. The last time I updated anything on fanfiction was April and I am sorry about that. I just felt that I had so many unfinished stories, none of which I particularly wanted to write about. It just felt like a chore to write them and it wasn't that fun. Back then I definitely made the mistake of publishing stories when I'd only written 1 chapter - from now on, everything I post will be pre-written completely, to ensure that all stories I post get finished.

People who have stuck with me and are reading this; thank you. I honestly can't say if I'll ever finish writing the other incomplete stories. Right now, I can't see myself writing for those stories, but who knows?

The main reason I'm posting this story is because when I stopped updating in April, it was a rather dull way to leave fanfiction after being on this site since 2011. This story will probably be the last thing I post, which is kinda sad, but at least it will be a better farewell than the last time.

So, I hope you all enjoy this story! And thanks if you read all that! :)