A/N: This is it. ***big hugs everyone*** And thank you for taking this journey with me.

Ps. Sherry rocks.

Epilogue Part 2

"Edward! Emmett!" I roared when I walked into the living room, seeing all the mess on the floor. The two of them were glued to the TV screen, with the Xbox controllers in hand as the kids ran about the living room, throwing chips and popcorn everywhere. Someone had even spilled cola on my cream carpet.

"What?" Edward asked, completely oblivious to what was happening around him.

"Don't you what me," I snapped, readjusting Franko on my hip. "This whole place is a mess!" I roared, angrily waving my arms at him. "If you two expect Maria and me to cook, then the least you two could do is watch the children."

Maria came through from the kitchen at the sound of her name. She peered over my shoulder and then started shouting a string of curse words at Emmett. God, I loved her. She had been married to my brother for two years now, and they had dated for two years before that. They now had a daughter together, little Isabella, though we all called her Izzy. Emmett had named her after me. She was a gorgeous little thing, with doe-like eyes and long brown hair. She was just over twenty months and was currently on the couch beside her father, sound asleep and completely oblivious to all that was going on around her.

Izzy had just been the thing Emmett had needed to push him over the edge and bring him back to us. Although Maria had done wonders for him, I didn't see the big change in him until his daughter came along. He loved that little girl with everything he had. They were inseparable.

"I'm sorry," Edward said, setting his controller down and coming over to me. He placed a kiss on my cheek before lifting Franko from my arms. "Why don't you go back to the kitchen and we'll clean up here."

I sighed, not entirely trusting that he wouldn't pick the controller back up the second I was out the room.

"We'll tidy up," Emmett promised, getting up from the couch.

Izzy must have sensed he had moved because as soon as he got up, she opened her eyes and looked around her in search of him.

Emmett picked her up and cradled her against his chest. "Little Izzy will supervise."

"Well, just in case you change your mind," Maria said, marching over to the coffee table and picking up the two controllers. "I'll take these."

I laughed as I watched her walk back to the kitchen.

Edward sighed. "Okay, Dom, Stephen and Cristina, time to stop playing and tidy up."

They all groaned.

"Now," Edward commanded.

Yeah, we had four kids now. Dominick was our oldest at seven, then it was the twins, Stephen and Cristina. They were five. They had been another surprise pregnancy, six months after I had given birth to Dominick. I guess we were too fertile for our own good. I had gone on the pill after that, only coming off it when he decided to try for another, little Franko. He was seven months old now, and he was definitely our last. Our lives were crazy enough, though I had to admit, I enjoyed the crazy. I wouldn't have it any other way.

The End

Like the REAL END.

No more to see here.

Goodbye :'(