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This is not the last chapter by the way, just the end. Does that make sense?

By the way, This chapter was not written by Mizzy, it was written by her co-writer and brother. It's exactly what she intended it to be (She's currently on a man-hunt for her iPod that got stolen) and I think I got her style of writing about right.

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Edward's POV

I couldn't understand how every one of them was acting; respectively all happy but conservative. Bella sat, huddled against Jasper with her head on his shoulder, her legs on his lap. Rosalie was making pleasant conversation with Esme beside the widescreen Plasma television, talking about remodeling and careers.

But no, it was Emmett and Johnny who decided to bring up my misery, my discontentment, my pains. "I agree, he looks awful." Alice agreed from across the room in her head.

The two small children sat on a floral-patterned, ivory-colored satin couch across from their parents, holding hands and, from the looks of it, exchanging a mental conversation with each other. A conversation I couldn't penetrate.

I wonder how they've dealt with the situation; does the little boy still think Rosalie and Emmett are his parents and does the little doll he's holding on to still think that Esme and Carlisle are her parents?

Bella began murmuring little nothings of love into Jasper's ear, entwining her pallid hand with his own. I hated him; hated him with every extent of the word. How much longer is it until I stop suffering and find my happily ever after?

"…sounds extremely orgasmic…" she laughed, staring intently into my rival's eyes. It was obvious she completely disregarded me. I turned away, instead began tapping into Jasper's thoughts. It was like watching the love of your life remake her life through a television screen.

Bella…

"…Edward hates me cuz I'm black…" What?

All conversation stopped to a halt, immediately replaced by laughter.

Rosalie stopped laughing; I shouldn't encourage this type of behavior. She made her way to her husband and wrapped her arms around him as if to embrace him. "Shut up, Emmett," She said extremely low; her voice suddenly turned into a piercing scream, "Stop being so ludicrous! You're going to ruin the party for everyone in the room!" She smacked him across the face a couple of times before returning to Esme, continuing her conversation.

Well that was pretty weird.

"Emmett just lacks the normal standard quickness and keenness of mind… the poor thing." Alice commented to Carlisle; their discussion about the little girl was boring me anyhow. How many colleges and how many clothes can such a little girl have to consider?

"Shut up, home wrecker!" Emmett contradicted, whispering wisecracks about Alice at Johnny. "Don't start saying this if you can't backtalk them, you bimbo."

Silly Emmett… Oh well. This is going to be great. I can't believe the family is reuniting again! Alice squealed within her own thoughts, completely disregarding Emmett's contradiction. She can't be serious? Moving back? I wonder why I can't see Edward in it…

She wonders? Is she that stupid?

Everyone was thinking different things; all trivial in my opinion.

Rosalie's the manager at a Starbucks? Esme.

We look giants… It's a song. I turned to Johnny who was listening to his iPod in the hallway, sitting with his back against the wall and staring up at the ceiling. I closed my eyes.

Remembering when you were mine
In a still suburban town
When every Thursday
I'd brave those mountain passes
And you'd skip your early classes
And we'd learn how our bodies worked

"Get out of my mind, Edward." He turned his head, narrowing his eyes angrily. Emmett raised an eyebrow and turned his head, exchanging glances between Johnny and I. As if he was thinking anything of consequence.

And reading aloud from magazines?
I don't know about you
But I'd swear on my name
They could smell it on me
And I've never been too good with secrets

"What is your problem with me?" I screamed, standing up and speeding my way to that thick-headed brat. "Why this song? Why are you playing these lyrics in your mind?" I grabbed his shirt collar, baring my teeth at him with the uttermost passionate hate. I could rip him to shreds and laugh; all I see is darkness… I've lost my light and judgment. "I hate this generation's music!"

"What the hell are you doing?!" Bella shrieked, throwing punches at my back.

What's he doing? Bro, get a hold on yourself! Emmett's thoughts were concerning and serious. Stop! He screamed in his mind.

I wrapped my cold fingers around Johnny's neck, clenching my teeth so tight together that they'd penetrate each other if not for their strength. He made an attempt to scratch at my grip, closing his eyes. Why didn't he strike back?

He hasn't drank blood is months… he won't last long in his condition. I told him something would happen! Alice was dry-sobbing to herself, getting ready to attack me.

I see. No blood, no energy. Bella sure did a heck of a good job bringing this hybrid of sorts into the world.

Everyone was getting ready to attack. "Let him go!" Bella cried, scratching, punching, kicking…

Mom doesn't love you anymore… My victim's thoughts were paralyzing. It's a shot in the heart, like the moment I was told my mother had died so many, many years ago. But Bella did love me once; she loved me unconditionally, so much that she would condemn her life to an eternity of blood-drinking to be with me.

But it was my fault; I willingly messed everything up.

"Bella," I released my grip on him, "you loved me once and I know we can still save us." I stated, turning around, wrapping my arms around her fragile frame. I inhaled in her fragrance, holding her against me.

She sobbed then hiccupped, "Please," hiccup, "let me," another hiccup, "go, Edward."

He's gone insane. Jasper thought in pity.

"I'm not insane," I released my hold on my fragile love and placed a finger under her chin, making her look up into my eyes, "I'm in love."

"This is sick!" Rosalie yelled, being restrained by Carlisle and Esme. Attack, blond devil, I invite you.

"Edward…" Bella whispered, her gaze never once directed at my own. "You're not thinking straight." She wrapped her arms around herself, creasing her white, silk dress.

I glanced around the room.

Rosalie was snapping, like a rabid animal, at Carlisle as he and Esme attempted to restrain her. Alice was being held down by Emmett, both staring at me with the same expression on their pale, smooth-concrete faces.

You tell her that you love her, but you don't. Jasper thought at me, pulling Bella into an embrace.

Edward. And sweet little voice called out. It's time for you to go. You don't belong here anymore. A tiny shadow stepped forward from the end of the hallway. She paced forward in small steps in my direction.

"Rory!" Esme called out, her eyes filled in pain. She thought I was insane; she thought I would kill an innocent child. She was own mother in every sense of the word.

I kneeled down on one knee. The little girl stood before me, her little hand folded, covering something. She wrapped her arms slowly around my neck, her face unchanging and unthawing of emotions; it took me a while to figure out she was hugging me. Her brother stood beside the front door, staring at me.

"Oh… how sweet." Esme whispered, covering her mouth, her eyes melted with compassion.

After a few minutes, everyone gave in so she finally let go; this child was special.

She grabbed my left hand and placed a tiny, cold object. When she removed her own hand, a ring was revealed; my mother's ring. She grabbed my right hand and moved it to cover my left, her eyes pleading. What do you want me to do?

I wonder…

How would a child of mine and Bella's have been like?

She's made her decision, Uncle Edward. She brought her hand up to my face then turned around and joined her brother.

"Bella is weak though, she's never been good at decision-making, not that I have either, but her… She needs me. To love her, to help her." I directed at her. She turned her head to the side. I turned around, finding Bella behind me.

"Edward, I… I love Jasper." She said curtly. "I love him. It's been three decades, time has passed, hearts and promises have been broken." She whispered.

What if I went back to a time when we could have been together?

She strolled over to Jasper and wrapped her arms around him. She needed his grip to stay together. "I don't love you, Edward. I did and at one point, I was madly in love with you. But… I love Jasper; you can understand that, can't you?" She pleaded, closing her eyes. "It's time for you to go." She whispered.

I needed to go?

Go Edward. Rosalie encouraged.

Don't come back. Emmett warned.

I fled; weak-hearted and sick. I was alone. I fled into the forest as fast as I could. The air was frozen and it smelled strongly of pine; morning was approaching, a dawn breaking through the gray clouds of night.

I stopped. "I had a feeling you'd be looking for me." A high-pitched female voice called out from atop from the canopy of trees; I could hear the smile in her words. She giggled.

I'll make a deal with you. You'll get your wish and I'll get something in return.

"I want something of Bella. If I can't have her, I want something to remind me of her." I whispered.

"Oh, I know, darling." She whispered, landing before me with a tight, pleasant smile on her face. "I know last time we didn't hit it off… famously." She winced guiltily. She should be guilty; she could have killed Bella and she trampled me, slapped me, smacked me; I'm not indestructible completely and a hit from another vampire does hurt.

"Heh…" I turned my eyes toward her.

"I'll give you a final wish; in return you will grant me one as well." She offered, her index finger positioned in front of her lips. "So Bella stays in the land of love and confusion, you get your wish too," She said, in a tone that calls for attention, her eyes wandering mischievously, "and it will be as if none of this drama ever happened."

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Alice's POV

Esme put a movie in the living room; the atmosphere did lighten up after Edward left. We didn't talk about him though; I know I was too angry to do so anyway.

He had some nerve; what is his problem? I know I should be understanding and empathetic because I'm just as bad as him, but Jasper and Bella are so in love with each other. Didn't he say that if Bella chose to leave him, he'd understand?

I'm such an indecisive strange being.

I closed my eyes; a cloudy blur enveloped my mind, a vision.

Bella stood in the clearing, in the middle of a dense forest of thick, green Washington trees, standing high and unyielding. She stood still, her lips as red as her eyes; her eyes… they were wise and sharp. The crescent moon reflected upon them, making them a deep violet shade.

Two figures entered the clearing. The sound of gravel beneath their feet became a competition to the whispering of the winds.

"I can almost hear that melody. My lullaby." Bella whispered to herself as the form of a child and a man approached her.

Someone shook my arm, demanding my attention. I kept concentrating.

Her hair was straight, glossy and long, reaching down to her lower back in waves that turned to curls at the tips; her bangs curled along her face like vines.

She wrapped her arms around herself; when she saw the little girl, she unbuttoned her black trench coat that curved adjacently to her body.

The little girl smiled and ran to Bella, fumbling to embrace her. Bella took her trench coat and placed it on the child. Then she put her hand against the child's face and smiled back. There was very little difference between the two.

The girl had a deep, vigorous shade of bronze hair, her eyes a milky, dark shade of chocolate. She was pale and had a small frame; she couldn't be older than thirteen maybe.

"Daddy sends his regards." She spoke; her voice could please the gods, and bring back the dead. Bella nodded, winking at the little girl and embracing her again. "I really missed you."

"She's been itching to see you." The man whispered in an amused voice.

"You haven't changed at all, have you, Jake? You might have grown an inch or two though!" Bella whispered in awe, chuckling excitedly and rather nervously; she released the child to hug Jacob as well. He raised her off the ground, pulling her into a deep hug.

Bella turned back to the little girl and knelt down on one knee, smiling. The child undid her silver necklace that lay under her thin layer of clothing and placed it in Bella's hands.

"The ring…" Bella whispered, looking back at the little girl.

"Daddy told me a story." She whispered sweetly, "The ring belongs to you." She claimed softly, hugging Bella.

"We need to go. We have a plane to catch back to Volterra." Jacob whispered, guiltily forcing the rendezvous to end.

Her pout was heartbreaking. She wrapped her arms around Bella's neck. "Tell him I send my regards as well." Bella whispered, closing her eyes.

This… was strange; I guess Edward really does move on.

I shrugged it off; Edward sending his child to give Bella the ring wasn't anything out of the norm.

"Aww, they fell asleep." Bella whispered as she approached the family. On one couch, Carlisle and Esme held little Aurora in their arms, asleep. In the other, Rosalie and Emmett held her brother, his head positioned against Rosalie's shoulder as Emmett wrapped his arm protectively around both. "Oh Jasper, look." She motioned at them.

"They remind me of you when you sleep." Jasper chuckled. "I guess reuniting the family really is a great idea. Count us in." He commented, looking at Carlisle. Carlisle grinned, turning to Esme; she was beaming.

"Alice!" Johnny kept poking at my arm. "Can we all exchange presents now?"

The end.

Don't worry; Edward's intention is not Bella and Jasper up.

If this would have been left as a cliff hanger everyone would have despised it! rofl

Here's a chapter, not the last chapter, but the end. In the next couple of chapters (The epilogue) it will get more in-depth to the whole Sarah/Edward deal, the little girl, Volterra, etc. What happens, when it happens, etc.

So it's the happy ending… now onto the epilogue!

I know that the entire fan-fiction is long and seems more like a series (XD) than a fan-fiction, but some people like long, right? Well… Review!