Well, this is it ... the last chapter! Enjoy!

Her decision to move wasn't taken lightly, but when she received a call from her mother one morning in early April, she had to consider it was time to move on.

"I'm done, Bella. Your father has had his fun, and I've even enjoyed it, but enough is enough. Four blown tires, just this month, and now the transmission is toast. And to top it all off, we ended up pulling off the highway in some little rinky-dink town." Renee's voice was filled with anxiety.

"Where are you, Mom? I thought you'd be on your way to the coast by now?"

Renee huffed out a breath. "Your father has been determined to zigzag his way from Maine to Florida and all points in between. We started having problems the minute we crossed the state line, but when it really started acting up, we got off the highway in some town called Mossy, West Virginia. We're in the middle of nowhere, Bella." Her voice lowered to a whisper. "The cashier at the gas station we stopped at offered for us to stay with him. At his house!" Her distress was clear, even over the phone.

"So what are you gonna do? Come home?"

"As soon as we get this thing repaired we're heading back to Forks. We've been gone too long, and I'm ready to be home. It was fun while it lasted, but I'm over it. Maybe we can travel again in a few years, but I need a break."

A week passed, and Charlie and Renee made the repairs to their motorhome, and their plans to return home were in place. Meanwhile, Bella was stressing about having to once again live under the same roof with her parents. So she purchased a Port Angeles newspaper and scoured the classifieds for an apartment. She checked Craigslist daily and continued to add to her short list of spaces to check into.

So used to living in a house, the lack of a yard at most of the available rentals for her now, two dogs was a sobering reminder of how spoiled she had become. Even finding one that would allow dogs, two large breeds at that, narrowed down her list considerably.

"You could always stay with us until you find a place," Alice offered, her voice carrying over the noise at Pete's one Friday evening.

Bella shook her head. "No, I couldn't do that to you and Jasper. Me and my guys are a lot to put up with." Bella smiled, so thankful to have a friend that would even consider making such an offer.

"Well, if you change your mind, the offer still stands."

"Thanks, Alice."

Seated close to her side, Edward reached up to her neck, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb. He'd been supportive of Bella's decision to find her own place. While he would have liked to move her in with him, he knew it had to be her decision, and he hadn't told her just how much he wanted her there with him. So he did all he could to show her his silent support.

Bella wasn't blind. She could see how much he wanted to say something when she'd talk about another apartment she'd toured or mentioned one she wanted to, but he stayed silent. But the more she thought about it, the more she realized she just might be delaying the inevitable.

She stayed with him several nights a week, cooked at his house far more than she did at her own in recent days, and somehow nearly half her wardrobe had made its way to his closet and dresser. Even Thumper and Gunner, aptly named for his coat, which was a blend of his father's blue and his mother's black coloring, leaving him an almost gunmetal gray, not to mention he had a penchant for shooting off like a bullet, had their own space at Edward's.

So, one evening, just a mere week before her parents were due to arrive home, she decided to test the waters. Curled together on the sofa watching a movie they'd each already seen, she brought up another apartment she'd toured earlier in the week.

"And you liked this one?" Edward's question was guarded. They were spending so much time together these days; Bella rarely spent more than a couple of nights a week at her own house. His dogs and hers had all settled into the new routine as well, so much so Edward had decided to make one of the spare bedrooms the dogs' room. He wanted so badly just to ask her.

Bella shrugged her shoulders. "Eh, it was okay. It still didn't have much of a yard for Thump and Gunner."

"This was the townhouse you showed me a few days ago?"

"Yeah. The ad mentioned a large, grass-covered patio area, but it wasn't much more than ten by ten feet; not nearly enough space for the dogs."

Edward hesitated, not knowing how she'd react to him asking her to move in. Little did he know that's exactly what Bella was hoping he'd do.

"You know," he said, clearing his throat, "I've got plenty of space here, and the dogs feel pretty at home, and there's plenty of room for them and all your stu—"

Bella gently placed her hand over his mouth, smiling up at him. "So you want me to move in because there's room in your closets for my stuff and space for my dogs?" She raised an eyebrow as his shoulders slumped. Removing her hand, she stared at him expectantly.

He narrowed his eyes at her. "No, you know that's not why." He took a breath, steeling himself for what he thought would be a tough sell. "I want you here, Bella. I want to go to sleep every night with you in my arms and wake up every morning seeing your beautiful face. Even if you find the perfect place to live in PA, it won't be the same. I want you here. I want you to move in with me."

The smile that lit her face took his breath away. "I thought you'd never ask."

It was an easier transition than they thought it would be. Charlie and Renee were sad to see Bella go, knowing how much time together they'd missed, but they all knew it was for the best. After living apart for so long, all the Swans were quite used to their privacy. Three adults and two large dogs in one house wasn't the ideal living situation. Charlie and Renee liking Edward was a bonus.

Their first order of business, after physically moving Bella's belongings, was to schedule Daisy and Thumper to be spayed and neutered, respectively. They wouldn't risk any more sly rendezvous by their dogs. Gunner and Violet were adorable, but having to place another litter of puppies wouldn't have exactly been easy. And as soon as they were old enough, they'd be making the trip themselves.

They settled into a new routine. Edward's business was busier than ever with the warmer days of spring and summer ahead, and Bella was focused on the last quarter of school. Days turned into weeks, and before they knew it, months had passed. Sure, they'd had a spat or two. Edward was known to leave the cap off the toothpaste, and Bella had a habit of leaving her dirty socks on the floor by the bed at the end of the day. It wasn't seamless, but it was good.

When Bella's summer break drew to a close, they tried to squeeze in as much time together as they could. So, on one warm Saturday afternoon in August, they found themselves enjoying a picnic and a hike with their dogs, at the same park where they first introduced Thumper to Daisy.

"I've got something to show you," Edward said just before he rose from the picnic blanket.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"Close your eyes." His boyish smile made her laugh, but Bella relented.

"What? Did you teach the dogs a new trick?"

"Something like that," he answered, distractedly.

Taking the time to line up all four dogs, he prayed all their practice would pay off. They were normally well behaved, but out in public, there were just so many distractions. But the dogs had been through the drill numerous times, so they knew if they did what was expected of them, there would be a tasty treat in it for them.

After straightening the paper pendants one last time, Edward took a step back and wiped his sweaty palms on his pants. It just had to work. With a satisfied nod, he stepped to the end of the line, and got down on one knee and pulled the small, velvet box from his pocket.

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

He waited with baited breath as Bella opened her eyes, watched them widen as they read the signs hanging from the collars of all four dogs. Thumper, Daisy, Gunner, and Violet were all wearing a sign, inscribed separately with a word.

Will

You

Marry

Me?

Her gaze finally fell to Edward.

"Will you make me the happiest man in the world and spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me, Bella?" His words were shaky, but true.

With happy tears in her eyes and a smile on her face, she agreed to be his wife.

The years to follow brought them more happiness than either could have hoped for. They filled their house with life and love, happiness and laughter; not to mention a few kids. They still hated early mornings, their need for coffee only increasing as the little ones came along. Friday nights were still spent with friends, though that evolved, too, as little Cullens, McCartys, and Whitlocks made an appearance. Monday nights were still spent watching football, Saturday was still date night, and Sunday mornings were still spent quietly reading the paper, but they shared all those simple, mundane things with each other.

They never imagined a friendly, humping dog finding his way through a weak, old fence to say hello would lead to the this, but they wouldn't change it for anything.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this! It was a departure from my norm, but I needed some fluff! And I'd like to thank Amy, A.K.A. Honeymoon Edward, for providing such fun prompts! Be on the look out for other stories written for FAGE, as they'll all be posting today, Amy's included. She wrote Harvey Girl, and I'm loving it! Please, leave a review to let me know what you thought, and thank you for reading!

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