Eighteen Years Later

Renesmee

"How many does that make?" I asked Jacob as we walked out of Anthony's old bedroom.

"Eight, we have eight grandchildren all together. I never thought…and you, you almost didn't make it, but them, they're reproducing just fine."

"They were meant to. They're meant for it Jacob, their bread is right for it."

Holly has just popped out her third child, effectively catching up and beating Brooke and Sara who have two each. Sadly El, was only able to conceive one child, a boy named Mackenzie, Mac for short. He's beautiful, he was the spiting image of is father, Tyler when he was born, but now he's the spiting image of El. He has her hair and eyes and skin complexion.

Tyler had indeed stayed, like he would actually go. El had asked him to try our way of life and he did, because she promised to be by his side the entire way through. We figured out that that was what he wanted the entire time; someone he loved to be there.

Sara has two kids with Sammy Uley; Kira, and Cassie Uley, twin girls. And fortunately, they're growing slower then the others, but they are still growing at an inhuman pace.

Sara finally came to us with her fears of being with Sammy and of being without him. She was so freaked she locked herself in her room after her trip from La Push on the day that Brooke's parents were in a 'accident'. We thought it was about time to sit all our children down and not just tell them Jacobs and mine entire story, but everyone's story; the vampires and the wolves. When she heard about Quil's story, she finally realized the wait would be worth it.

Ephraim and Brooke also had two kids; two boys, a year apart and they're hopping to have another. I know right, Ephraim with kids, but my son is a fantastic father. He reminds me of his own father.

Five months after Ephraim proposed to Brooke they were married by Emmett, I know right, too immature. But surprisingly he was very mature during the service and he even wore a straight face. But it's Emmett and he could only hold off with his obscenity for so long. Right after the kids said their 'I do's' he was off on his sick, twisted sexual innuendos. Rose nearly slaughtered him.

Anthony and Holly were married sooner then the five months Ephraim and Brooke waited. They were wedded only a month in a half later, by a real priest. We only found out that the reason for such an early wedding was because Holly was indeed pregnant; which they both found out after the proposal. Anthony learned how to control his wolf form pretty quickly after that.

Sammy Uley

"So, what are you fellows up to tonight?" Cole Clearwater asked as he grabbed Dan Blackchild around the shoulders, who only did the same to Victor Flowers, who continued the chain by grabbing me around the shoulders.

"I'm going to head up to Portland for a few hours today, meet Kristen's parents for lunch." Dan told us, whispering the last bit about the parents.

"You guys serious about being together?" Cole asked as we continued to walk off of the field. He met my eyes and I shook my head unnoticeably to the other two.

We'd just spent three hours playing a nice game of baseball with some of the kids on the Rez. Most of the players were current Rez wolves. Unfortunately Flowers and Blackchild aren't, yet. Both their parents are Quileute. I would have thought they would have changed around the time I did, but I guess I understand why they didn't. I think the only reason I did was because my imprint is a half vampire, making her entire family vamps. I didn't have a chance or a choice. But if I did, I don't think I would give up who I am now.

"Yeah, we are." Dan assured us.

Now don't get Cole wrong. He didn't ask to be a butthead, he asked because out of the two, Blackchild looks like he's the closes to joining us. I have a feeling that if Kristen isn't his imprint then he'll be devastated over it. It'll kill him to hurt her, because I know, even if I'm not in his head right now, that he does love her.

I was one of the lucky ones. Sara imprinted on me when she was just a child and as soon as I came into my wolf and I saw her…well it was all over then. She was mine, and no one else's, forever. I'd always had feelings for Sara, even as a child. When Renesmee was pregnant and came to the Rez I hung around her as much as I could; now I know why.

Cole changed right after me. His dad, Seth, brought him over to the Cullens, intentionally. He wanted to 'get it over with already.' His words, not anyone else's. When Cole changed I was the one that had to teach him, me, I was only sixteen, but it turns out that's the job of the 'Alpha.'

Dan and Victor don't know about the vampires, or any of the legends about the cold ones. Our generation doesn't find out about the vamps until they phase, not before. Of course they are aloud to know about their Quileute heritage, but that's it. I say keep them in the dark, let them have their normal why they can; because once they phase they won't get that anymore.

They also don't know about the half breads. But I guess that's about to go out of the window, because as we reached the beach I saw the very familiar frame of my Sara.

"Shit, do you guys see that?" Victor asked, pointing towards my Sara. That was one of the things that sucked about them not knowing, they could hit on her, which only pissed my off. "Fuck she's sexy. Do you see her Sammy?" He asked me as if taunting me.

"Oh he sees her alright." Cole blurted, amused. A low, but building growl formed in my throat.

"You think I could get her number."

"I don't think so." I said through gritted teeth.

"Why not? I bet I could get it, and I bet you any money that I could get into her-"

Before I could launch and before he could finish that sentence Cole spoke while at the same time I heard my girls. "I think you should stop while you're still alive Vic."

"Daddy!" yelled Kira, and Cassie in unison. I watched as they took off in my direction making Sara spin around to face me.

"Daddy?" Victor asked. "Who the hell are they talking to?"

Just as he finished speaking my girls bum rushed me. I fell to the ground, dragging both of them with me. They laughed and it instantly brought a smile to my face.

"Y-y-you have kids?" Victor sputtered.

"And a wife." I added, nodding towards his 'bet,' my Sara, as she walked towards us.

"She's your wife?" He asked, fear taking over his eyes.

"Yes, and I would appreciate it if you didn't try to get in her pants, because that might actually lead to your death. And I wouldn't want that Vic, but I wouldn't hesitate either." He gulped audibly, making Sara giggle as she reached me. I know she heard it all, everything he'd said.

"Daddy guess what?" Kira asked excitedly.

"What princess?"

"Mommy said we're going to go visit Uncle Anthony after dinner so we could see the baby. Isn't that cool?"

"Way cool. Come on, lets go home." I stood, picking my girls up with me and walked the little gap to Sara. I waved over my shoulders to the fellows and walked contentedly to Sara's new jeep.

Right about know you must be wondering what my Silver Lining is, I have three words; Kira, Cassie, Sara…

Tyler Durmen

She stayed. She promised me she would and she did. Before I met Elise Drumen I realize that I was just going through the motions of immortality. Living forever, seeing everything, and surrounding myself with blood, lots and lots of blood. But now, I'm living.

Before her I would have never thought a family was in my eternity, a wife, a son, but they are. Elise and Mac are my life, and for them I no longer go through the motions of immortality, I live it.

I will spend an eternity watching my wife and son sleep. I will spend an eternity loving one women, I will spend an eternity watching my family grow and I will spend an eternity living.

I have no more complaints about myself, no more self hate. Because if not for the monster I was turned into I would not have her. "Tyler?" El called from the second floor window. I was on the roof cleaning the gutters for the winter.

"Yes dear?"

"Holly had the baby, we have to go, come on!'' she exclaimed excitedly.

I leaped from the roof, landing with a low thud by the cars. El was already in her car, waiting for me to hop in the driver's side. I hurriedly obliged and sped off to our mothers house. We arrived minutes later only to be confronted with silence.

"Are you sure the baby was born?" she nodded her head impatiently and dashed up the stairs, me right on her heels. She stopped in front of Anthony's old bedroom door and crept it open. Lying inside was Holly and Anthony, Holly looking tired and rundown, while an exhausted looking Anthony held her close to his frame. The only thing missing from this picture was the infant.

"Where's the baby?" El whispered.

"Down here." Whispered an amused Jacob. We rushed down stairs and ended up in the living room, facing a very amused Renesmee and Jacob. "You guys looked like you were in a hurry and we didn't want to get in your way." He smiled, trying and failing to hide his face in mom's hair.

"God, she's beautiful." Elise whispered, her eyes focused on the bundle in moms arms.

"Yeah, she is. Guys, I would like you both to meet Ava Carlie Black, my granddaughter."

El went closer, but I stayed put. I know exactly what this was about to set off and I did not want to be around when it happened. Jacob must have had the same thought. "How about a beer, Tyler, we can leave these three ladies in peace for a while?" I nodded my head thankfully and followed him towards the kitchen. When we entered I could have sworn I heard El say something about 'not even being able to taste beer'. I could careless, as long as I wasn't in there.

"So, how's it been?" Jacob asked as he sat at the table with his cold bud.

"Great, as always, you know, as long as she's-"

"Yeah, yeah," He interrupted smiling. "As long as she's happy so are you. You know, at first I really wanted to kill you, but I think El would have destroyed me if I would have even tried. You're a good guy Tyler, and you deserve this life just as much as any one of us does. I'm just happy that you got to be apart of our family when you finally got to experience it. Thank you, for my daughter, and my grandson." He nodded solemnly at me, then took a long drag of his beer.

I should be thanking him, for giving me my Silver Lining. Elise and Mackenzie Durmen, my reasons, for everything.

Brooke Black

He saved me, literally. Everyday I look into the eyes of Ephraim Black I see a savor, my true love, the excellent father to my children, the man that has made all my dreams come true, the man who's willing to fulfill one more dream, so that I could stay with him forever.

"I'm nervous." I stated uneasily.

"I would be concerned if you weren't. Brooke-"

"I want this. I want to be with you forever. I want to be with our kids forever. I want to see our family grow, and I can't just leave you on this earth alone, Ephraim. I won't."

"God, Brooke. I want this too, but for that one reason alone, I can't be here without you. But this, a vampire- I'm just-"

"You're half vampire." I reminded him.

"Yes, but you'll be full. What if you're feelings change towards me because you're fully dead? I can't, I won't be able to deal with that. I can't lose you. I'd never see you blush again, and you're eyes, they'll never be that strange shade of blue and black. It's too much to lose."

"Yes, it is. But you have to think about it Ephraim. Lose a few things and have me forever, or lose nothing and watch me die. I don't want to die Ephraim. I want to be with you, living, forever."

He looked at me intently for a long time; his eyes scanning my face, my body, taking extra time to mesmerize my blush and eyes. He was taking in everything that he adored about me on the outside before they went still and cold, and colorless.

"Okay, I'm ready." He announced. "Do you want to say something to the kids, just incase you wake up and want to kill them?" He joked.

"Where are my sons?" Just as I asked Hunter came bounding in, Cameron behind him. They smiled tentatively at me and walked to their fathers' side.

"You guys are scared." I stated worriedly as Hunter stepped cautiously towards me.

"What if something goes wrong, mom?" he asked anxiously. "What if you d-"

"Don't," Cameron cut in angrily. "Don't say that Hunter. Great-great grandfather, Carlisle has done this plenty of times, she'll be fine. Mom will come back to us, right mom, you'll come back, promise?"

I looked at Ephraim as he fought to control his misting eyes. He was staring only at me. When our eyes locked I knew then that that was one of his fears as well; that I wouldn't come back to him. Looking him square in the eyes I answered, adamantly.

"I will be back," I looked away from him, my eyes searching for my sons. "I promise." I said, saying each word to each son.

I wonder how Anthony will take it when Holly tells him about her becoming a vampire….

Holly Black

"We're done, no more kids. She was the last one."

"Come on Holly," Anthony whined. He was still such a child. "One more, then we call it quits and I promise you forever."

"I already have forever with you, Anthony. You just want to go again to see if we can get a son, but what if it's a girl?"

"Then we'll love her just the same, but I really want a son. I want to name at least one kid after myself."

I rolled my eyes completely unmoving on this subject. Our youngest wasn't even two weeks old yet and her father already wanted to add another. Men!

"I'll tell you what. If I get pregnant again after I recuperate then I'll be okay with that, but then I'm done. Then, we're both done. And then you'll get Carlisle to turn me."

"Fine, fine, I'm, ok- What! What do you mean 'turn you'?"

"I mean, Brooke and I were talking awhile ago and we decided that we didn't want to leave our families anytime so, or ever for that matter and we want to be turned into vampires."

"So you and Brooke, decided this without me and Ephraim present? And you figured that this was the best time to tell me, get something from me because I want a son?"

"No, it's not like that at all Anthony Black. How could you make it sound so negative? I would never use a child, especially not one of ours, as a bargaining chip. Look, Ephraim, knows. He and Brooke have been discussing it for months now, and to tell you the truth she should be getting changed right about now." I said as I looked at my watch. They'd come to the decision that it was for the best for everyone involved. But me, I wanted to wait until Ava was born to bring it up. "I want to be with you forever Anthony and this is the only way I know how."

"No, it isn't." he said too calmly as he stormed out of the room, his frame beginning to shake as he went.

I set in the closes seat to me, bringing my legs up to me chest and resting my head on my knees. He doesn't want me forever. He doesn't want me forever. He doesn't want me forever. The words echoed in my head, suddenly making me dizzy. I remember the dimness and nothing else.

I awoke hours later in my comfy bed. Next to me was Anthony, sleeping on his back, one of his arms draped lazily around my shoulders. I slowly lifted myself out of his arms and slid my legs off the side of the bed. I stood, only looking back to make sure I hadn't awaken him, which I didn't, and begin my walk to the kitchen.

I flipped on the den light, my eyes adjusting quickly. The conversation from earlier flying through my head; I can't believe he doesn't want me to stay with him. He wants to be on this earth without me, how could he want that?

"What are you doing in here?" I yelp in surprise as Anthony's voice reached my ears. I turned to face him, his smile as bright as day. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."

"I'm fine." I assured him a little too harshly.

"You don't sound fine. What's wrong?" He walked to the refrigerator, getting out the carton of orange juice and downing half of it in a single gulp.

"Nothing," I stood from the kitchen table and headed for my bedroom, only to be stopped by Anthony's warm arms wrapping around my waist.

"What is wrong Holly?"

"I said nothing, please let me go?"

"No, because I know you, I can feel you and I know it's not nothing. What is wrong?"

Of course he knows me, I'm like attached to him or something. He'll always know me. I'm his as he's mine, but he doesn't want me, not forever anyways. "Tell me; am I just a baby maker to you?"

"What?!" he shouted. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"You heard me. I told you I wanted to be with you forever and you tell me no and run away. So now that I know you don't want me, not forever anyways, does that mean you want me now to have your kids, then when I give you that little boy you want so much, that'll be it between us? It'll be over?"

"Hell no, where did you hear that ridiculousness from? You are my life, Holly. And I didn't say no, I just said that there has to be a better way. I don't want you to be dead and living forever. I want you to live in the now, then when your time comes; we can take that plunge together. We can die, together."

"That's stupid. I don't want you to die, and I don't want to die. We have kids to look after and a family to watch grow. I want to be here always Anthony, with you and Ava and Alex and Justine, our family. I don't want to let that go. It seems you're just like me in so many ways. I plan for an eternity and you plan for death. Let's just pick the first and forget the later."

"I can't." he said desperately.

"Then where does that leave our 'silver lining'?"

"At an impasse."

Four Years Later

Sara

"Let's go for round three." I whispered into Sammy's ear as he rolled us over so that I could straddle him.

"You're freaking sexy babe, but I have to go, we have to go. But I promise you, we will pick this up later." He motioned between my naked body and his clothed one.

Today is the day. Twenty-six years ago today everything changed, everything. Today is the day our family started, the entire Black family. No, it's not our parent's anniversary; It's Mine, and Ephraim's and Elise's and Anthony's birthday.

Today we are officially twenty-six years old, yet we still don't look a day over nineteen. I like this never ageing stuff. I like that my husband sometimes refer to me as timeless beauty. He always gets a lay from feeding my ego like that.

My life wasn't always sunshine and love making with Sammy. I had the worst 'teen' years of my life, having my siblings hate me, not having Sammy there for me, and watching as I was demoted from brains to beauty. I guess that's what started it all for me.

Once Elise came home with her first 'A' I was forgotten. I guess everyone thought that our family only had room for one smart daughter and I guess since Elise was quite and easy going that she deserved the title.

You'd be surprised how much you get judged on your appearance. Unfortunately I wasn't surprised. I was instantly demoted from brains to beauty just for my looks. No one even cared that I still brought home straight 'A's. I was just forgotten, which in turned produced forth the 'bitch' that everyone knew and hated.

But to tell you the truth, since Sammy imprinted on me and we had our girls, the 'bitch' has officially died and Sara is back. Sammy did that for me, he saved Sara, the girl that I was losing a grip on. He found and saved her, he gave her life. He gave her Kira and Cassie and she'll forever be grateful to him.

"Babe, come one we have to beat Ephraim and the boys there. Mom said that Anthony and Holly was already at the table and El was on her way with Tyler and Mac!"

I shook my head and climbed out of bed. First he turns me down, then he rushes me, men!

I was dressed and in the car just as Sammy turned the key in the ignition. I almost laughed when he turned to the passenger side and yelped. I love the fact that I can still scare him even with his fantastic hearing.

"Shit baby. God, come on you know how I feel about that." He scolded.

"You're fault, you should listen better. I thought you had like super hearing or something?" I asked teasingly.

Under his breath he murmured something about 'supper hearing' and 'wearing a goddamn bell around my neck.'

"I love you too babe." I giggled childishly. "Where are the girls?" I asked finally noticing we were completely alone as he drove.

"They are at moms already. They left after breakfast. Mom wanted them early. I think she just wanted to give us sometime alone. And if that's the case I think we need to send her a thank you basket." I laughed, rolling my eyes towards the sky. "Did you just…?"

"Maybe, what are you going to do about it if I did?"

"God I can't wait to get you home again Mrs. Uley."

"Neither can I." I whispered, looking over to him only to see a small smile playing at the edges of his lips. Holy cow batman, I foresee a broken bed in the near future…hopefully.

Elise
My life has subtly become the best thing I could have imagined for myself. Who would have thought that me, Elise Black- now Durmen- would find love, have a family and be as happy as I've ever been? I didn't think that, but I am and I'm proud that I was proven wrong.

I would be lying to you if I told you that my happy ending came so easily; that as soon as we put our mind to it everything just fell into place, because it didn't. It took years for Tyler to control his thirst, for him to be comfortable with the 'veg' diet, but he did it, for me.

Then, I ruined all his hard work with the amount of blood I produced when Mac was born. But he forced himself to stay with me until someone more stable was able to take care of me. I think I fell in love with him a little more when I finally came around the next day.

And Mac. My god, I have a son, a beautiful son. He's everything I wanted my child to be. His intelligence surpasses myself and his fathers and I'm proud of that. He takes completely after his father in every way, except for his hair. His hair is the same shade as mine and I can't say that I am not a little happy about the fact. It would have sucked it he didn't at least have my hair.

"What are you doing?" Tyler asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"I'm making dinner for Mac, what does it look like I'm doing?" he walked behind me, his pelvis thrusting into mine.

"Turning me on. What time will Mac be back from Emps?"

"Mac's back now, so stop dry humping my mother father. Mom," he greeted as he walked over and placed a kiss to my forehead. "Dad, what's for dinner mom?"

"Cor Don Bleu."

"Chicken?"

"Yes, do you have a problem with my chicken, son?"

"Umm," he stuttered nervously, while his father stood by with the biggest shit eating grin on his face. "Of course not mom, but you do remember that you…well, you can't cook, very well."

I gasp in annoyance. "Did you not eat at your grandmothers' house last Friday during the family dinner?"

"Yes, I ate as much as my stomach could stand."

"Which was the Beef Tenderloin, or am I wrong?" clearing his throat he answered.

"Correct, where is this going mom? Grandma made that beef."

"Rubbish, I made that dish and you can ask your grandmother. Kids!" I exclaimed exasperatedly. I stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to my room. "Go hunting with your father, dinners canceled!"

"Nice going kid." I heard Tyler rebuke as they left the house.

I swear, if I could manage a good headache I would have one. But I would be lying if I didn't tell you it would be worth the hell to see my kid everyday.

Three hours and forty-five minutes later they were back. Mac came in to see me as soon as he darted through the back door, apologizing profusely. I told him it was fine, but we made a deal. He has to eat what ever I cook, bad, or good for a month. I think he literally turned green when he agreed.

"What did you tell him?" I asked Tyler as he walked into the room from our bathroom.

"I didn't tell him anything. However I might have showed him a few images of you in pain as you went into labor with him. He went as white as a ghost, then we talked about what a great woman you are, and how lucky he should be that you are his mother and not Aunt Sara, or anther nut case. We also had a much needed father and son talk. I missed our talks."

"I'm sure he did too. Come to bed." I know what you're thinking, he doesn't sleep, but I do and he said he loved watching me sleep. He also watches my dreams through touch. He said it's one of his favorite things to do in this life, watching his family sleep.

"I love you, Tyler Durmen. Thank you for a beautiful son, and a comfortable life. I wouldn't have it without you."

"Me either." He whispered as his lips touched mine softly. "I love you El, forever."

Anthony

"AJ! Get here now!" Holly screamed, her voice bouncing off of the walls.

I watched in amusement as AJ came downstairs with his head practically attached to his chest.

"Yes mom?" He asked looking up at her through his lashes. The kid is smart, he played the famous Black's stare. It always gets the ladies.

"Where are you supposed to be AJ?"

"Umm, with Ava at great pops. But mom-"

"Don't you dare 'but mom' me. I thought you were looking forward to your piano lessons?"

"I was." He whispered softly.

"Then what's the problem, why are you still here?"

"I don't want to do them anymore. I hate the piano!" he exclaimed and then ran out of the room and up the stairs to his safe haven.

"Anthony Jr.-"

"Babe," I interrupted. "I'll go talk to him, why don't you go hunt." She nodded, sullenly and ran out of the back door.

Yes, she got her wish. She's now one of the undead living. But she's still a new born, only a year and a half old.

You can imagine that it must have took a lot on her part to have changed my mind, and she did everything she could to change it. In the end it was my declaration that changed my mind. I told her about my fears, about if she changed how do I know that she'll still be mine, my Holly, my wife, the mother of my kids, my imprint. It was a huge leap of faith and we took it. I'm happy to say she is still and forever more will be all of the above.

And to top it off, she gave me a son unknowingly. She was pregnant for two months before I realized that it wasn't her heart beat that was beating that fast, it was our child inside of her. We got my grandfather to listen in on the kid and he found out it was in fact a boy. I think I did a happy dance fore five hours straight.

Anthony Edwin Billy Cullen Black Jr., or AJ as his family and friends refer to him as, was born on April 21st. He was small and beautiful and perfect. He opened his eyes, showing a vivid blue that shone with excitement. He's my son, by legacy.

"Ant?" I called as I knocked on his safe haven. Anthony's our timid kid. He's like my sister El in so many ways, it's scary. He reads, play's piano, and his intellect eclipse's most.

"Come in." came his soft intonation.

I walked into my sons-safe haven-his room- and took a seat on the floor at the foot of his bed. He sat upright, his legs underneath him, staring at me. "You want to tell me what's wrong bud? Mom and I thought piano is what you loved, what you wanted."

"It was."

"Then what's the problem?"

Taking a deep breath be began his tale. "The kids at school think I'm a freak because I play. They say it's for dorks and even though I don't look like one I am one. I don't like that they call me names. Its not nice and it hurts."

"Those fuckers." I murmured.

"Dad!" he exclaimed. "Mom said those are bad words."

"And they are, you will never use them, you got it?" he nodded silently.

"Ant, look at me. You are not a freak. You are intelligent, brave, witty, and my son. You are anything but a freak. Humans are just threatened by you. And when humans get threatened the only way they feel they can defend themselves is when they put others down. And when you're the best looking kid in the room, of course they'll come after you.
You can't let things like that bring you down Ant. There's going to be people like that throughout your entire life, but you have to be the brave, witty, intelligent son that I know and look pass it. Never let them see you at your weakest, son."

"Will they ever like me dad? I mean will I ever not be a fr-" He broke off when I glared at him, quickly recovering. "I mean will I ever be like them?"

"No," I answered honestly. "You will always be you. You will always be better then them son. And that should be enough for you. You should be happy to be who you are, never feel inadequate to anyone Anthony."

He smiled softly, nodding his head. "Is mom mad at me?" he asked fretfully.

"Not in the least. She was just upset that you quit without telling her. She feels like you kids see her differently since she's changed, she doesn't like that feeling. She doesn't like to think that her own children fear her."

"But we don't, moms amazing. Why would she feel that way?" He asked puzzled.

"She was human bud. I think she brought more human traits to this life then she wanted. You should tell her what you said, she'd like that."

"I will." He promised. "Thanks dad, I really needed this."

"I'm glad I could help son. Go get ready for lunch, the girls should be home soon." He nodded as he stood fluidly from his bed.

"Oh, and dad," He called as he grabbed the door knob. "Ava has a date coming; I think his name is Rick, laters!" He walked out of the room quickly, snickering as he went.

Well fuck me!

Ephraim

"Goddamn it Hunter, what the fuck were you thinking?!" I yelled furiously at my eldest son.

"I fucking love her dad! I was thinking I want to spend the rest of my life with her. Why the hell is that so goddamn hard for you to understand?" he yelled back just as heatedly.

"Why is it so hard for me to understand, are you fucking kidding me?! You just imprinted and you decided to say 'screw it' and date the next available thing, but no, you don't want to just date her you want to fucking marry her? Hell no, son, shit just doesn't work like that. You will not and I mean you will not be marrying that…thing."

"Watch how you fucking talk about my girl, Ephraim." He growled at me. I wanted to kick his ass.

"Or what? You must not remember you didn't inherit my gene vampire boy. Your brother got the luck there." I said teasingly.

"You're really an ass dad. I can't believe mom stayed with someone like you for this long. You're and arrogant asshole. And weather you like it or not I will be marrying Savannah."

"You know what; I don't give a damn anymore. You go and ruin your own fucking life, but I want you to know that your mother and I will not be there. And as far as Tiffany goes, she's welcomed here any time, she's my goddamn daughter-in-law. Savannah, can go to hell and burn, and if you want to play a man then you can just join her."

Hunter recoiled, my words stinging him more then I thought possible. He looked like I'd just smacked him and spat in his face, after burning his puppy alive. And yet I couldn't feel anything but disappointment towards him for his actions.

"Enough!" Came Brooke's bell like shrill as she walked into the room. Her face contorted in agony. "He's our son Ephraim-"

"He's your son. If he does this, I want no part of him. This is where the ties will be cut."

"Don't say that Ephraim, don't say things that you-"

"That I what?" I asked breaking her off midsentence. "That I don't mean? When have I ever said anything that I don't mean? Brooke Black, you've known me for twenty-three year and ever word that leaves my mouth is the god living truth. I will never lie to anyone and you know that. I extended that gene to my family, or so I thought." I retorted glancing at Hunter, his expression remanding the same. "And tonight," I continued, looking back at Brooke. "I mean every word. He marries that girl and you and I will not be there. And he will not be allowed in this house with or without her and I will advise Tiffany to date every living being on the western cost, just so he could feel how much pain he's putting her through by doing this ridicules stunt."

"Ephraim! Maybe he really does love this Savannah girl, maybe he and his imprint were just meant to stay in the friendship phase."

"God Brooke, you don't even know what this is about. Tell your mother what you've done. Tell her!"

He turned nervously to his mother, his eyes never meeting hers. "Hunter, please…." Brooke begged.

"I slept with Tiffany." He whispered. Brooked exhaled loudly in a gush of unused oxygen she'd stored in her lungs. "And she's pregnant, with my child." He finally chanced a glance at his mother, tears welling in his eyes.

After a long moment Brooke finally spoke, a hint of anger in her voice. "What were you thinking, Hunter?"

"Mom, the night I imprinted on Tiffany we were at a party and I was drunk and I couldn't seem to stay away from her and neither could she. We ended up talking and sleeping together and the next morning when I woke up and saw her there lying next to me, everything just came crashing down. I just panicked and ran. I'd just met the girl of my dreams and I deflowered her at a stupid party in a back room by a pool table. Then other things came crashing down on me, I'd just cheated on my long term girlfriend of four years. I didn't know what to do so I called Savannah up and I proposed. I tried everything I could to get Tiffany out of my head, but a month later when I saw her again and she saw me, I was just drawn to her. She told me she was pregnant and that it was mine, and I told her that I would take care of the kid, but that I was engaged and how sorry I was for that night. Look, dad, I know you don't like Savannah, but I…l-love her. I love her."

"Right," I grunted.

"I do." He said a bit firmer. "And I will be marrying her. I will take care of my responsibility, but I will not be with Tiffany. I will not bring her into this life. She will die and live a long happy life, with a human man. My child will be perfectly taken care of, as will it's mother, but I won't do this to her." He said gesturing towards his mother. I growled.

"You're so fucking selfish Hunter. Let me tell you something about your mother. This, her immortality was for you and your brother. I told her she could grow old and die and that I would love her just the same and when her time came I would join her, but she refused to not live everyday without you or your brother. So she changed, for you, for Cameron. There is nothing wrong with what she gave up for her family, but you. You're turning your back on the one genuine thing you have in this world, and in relation you're also turning your back on your kid. And I didn't raise my sons to do nothing of the sort. So you go right ahead and marry 'ho'vannah and I will not support or be any part of it. Tiffany, your imprint, that's carrying my grandchild, is welcomed here any time or day. You and whatever children you have with 'ho'vannah, not so much welcomed here. I'm going to bed. I have to be up early to go fishing with 'my' son."

I brushed pass Hunter to get to the stairs, behind me I could hear him completely break down and his mother comfort him. Whispering lies into his ear. I will not forgive his choices and I'm damn sure sticking to my word. I'm a stubborn fuck, just like my father.

It was just after two when the bed room door opened and Brooke slipped in. She walked into the bathroom, slipping into her silk night gown. Unfortunately tonight I wasn't in the 'silk night gown' kind of mood. She climbed into bed, crawling over me and straddling my waist.

"Not tonight babe. I'm still fucking pissed and I do not want to make love to you like this. It wouldn't be sweet or romantic and you deserve that."

"I like rough and hard." She whispered seductively into my ear. My gut tightened as her cool breath tickled my neck.

"Am I wrong?" I asked, my mind switching directions as my body screamed in protest. "Should I support him in this? I mean, fuck Brooke, it's his son. That's my grand baby, and he's basically turning his back on him. Do you really think that selfish little 'ho'vannah will allow him to be apart of his child's life? She doesn't even like him to come around us, and we're his fucking parents. She should be dying to get into our good graces. But Tiffany, god Brooke, she's so perfect for him it's not even funny. You should meet her; you would love her right away. In fact I want to talk to you about something, it's very important."

I had her full attention then, she knew when my voice changed into my Alpha tenor I was serious. "What is it baby?"

"Tiffany's parents doesn't approve of her current state. They think it was reckless and stupid of her to allow herself to get knocked up. I wanted to kill the bastards for making her feel so disgusting. Anyway, back to the point. They, her parents, kicked her out. Brooke, Tiffany has been living in the guess house for the last few days."

"What?!" she exclaimed angrily. "Why the hell haven't you told me this before tonight Ephraim? Goddamn you."

"Babe," I whispered desperately, grabbing her hips and keeping her in place. "After they kicked her out, she came here looking for Hunter, she needed help. Fortunately I answered the door. She didn't even get a good look at me before she broke down completely. She told me everything, from meeting Hunt to the shit about her parents and I felt for the kid. We talked for hours after that and I have to say I adore the little girl. You were out hunting and I came to a 'head of the household' decision and I let her move into the guess house. I told her she could stay there until I broke the news to you and until I confronted Hunt, and after that she could move into the main house if she'd like.

"Brooke, I want her in this house. I want her to feel as much apart of this family as Cameron…and Hunter is. I will not support him in his decision to be with Savannah, and I will like it if you, my wife, my love, the women who promised to stand behind me through thick and thin, will support me this one time?"

She looked back at me, her eyes burning into mine, the gold disappearing into black. God she was so beautiful, she always manages to take my breath away. "Okay, I'll support you. But if this gets out of hand, if Hunter and you truly end your relationship I will not be stuck in the middle of that. I will be there for you and I will be there for my son Ephraim Charlie, do you understand me?" I nodded, and brought my hand up to cup her chin.

"I love you, Brooke Black."

"I love you, too, Ephraim Charlie Cullen Black, forever."

As her words swimmed around my mind I couldn't help but think of how we got here and the story that accompanied it. I can't remember all the details, but it was something about A hopeful or comforting prospect in the midst of difficulty, A Silver Lining. What I fail to remember is what the fuck the silver lining was in my parents story- oh god, I'm so fucking stupid, it was me, Sara, Anthony and El. We were the prospect in the midst of difficulty. God, I wish my goddamn son would see that his kid is his comforting prospect in the midst of the goddamn difficult situation he's created.

I pray to high havens' that he gets his Silver Lining like I got mine, and every member of the Black, Uley, Durmen and Cullen family got theirs. Because if he doesn't rectify this shit, and soon, I feel we're in for another long as ride…

The End!!!!

Please read the Authors Note, PLEASE!!!

A/N: I want to thank every person that stuck with this story to the end and reviewed. And also, because I think you deserve it, I wrote Hunter's POV at the bottom, because I don't want you guys to feel like I didn't get it all. I hope you like it.

Hunter Black

This is my second year as a senior in high school, and yes, I got a girl pregnant. Not just any girl, though, but my imprint, Tiffany. I never intended it to happen, but it has, and not only did I turn my back on her, but I've turned my back on my parents, or, well my fathers turned his back on me.

No matter what my father says I will take care of my kid, I'm not an asshole, he taught me to look after what's mine, but as far as Tiffany, I just can't. I've had the only girl I've ever wanted for four years and I will not give her up, because I imprinted. I made a commitment to her and I will stick by it. I' m going to marry Savannah, it's as simple as that.

As I looked around the cafeteria I noticed the whispers and the pointing. I couldn't see exactly who they were pointing at, or whispering about but to tell you the truth I just didn't care. I don't get into peoples business and they don't get into mine. That's one of my fucking rules.

"Hey Hunt!" Came the thrumming of my little bro, Cameron. Cameron is playing a junior this year, and can you believe the dipshit actually loves this shit?

"What up Cam?" I bumped his fist as he took his seat in front of me. "What's going on over there?"

"I have no fucking idea." The second the words left my mouth I felt a surge of anxiety. "What the f,uck was that?" I exclaimed as I grabbed my chest, above my heart.

"Dude, what are you talking about?" Cam asked.

"I feel angst. The shits unnerving."

"Hey baby." Came Savannah's shrill as she took her seat beside me.

Cameron tensed.

I glared at him and he glared back. After a moment he exhaled and stood. "I'm gonna go get a drink of water. I'll be back in a minute."

As he walked away Savannah pulled my jaw towards her and kissed me passionately, for her. I know, I know, I know. I'm supposed to feel that passion too, but to tell you the truth, ever since that night with Tiffany, feeling her lips against mine, feeling her smooth skin rub against mine, being smothered inside of her wet warmth, nothing has felt right since.

"Umm," Savannah moaned. "God Hunter, are we ever going to go pass kissing?" she asked as the smell of her arousal reached my nose. Oh yeah, that's right. Savannah thinks I'm still a 'virgin'. She doesn't know that I broke my virginity with Tiffany almost three months ago. I don't have it in my heart to tell her.

"After graduation, then I'm all yours." I promised.

She nodded, and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Did you hear about the new girl?" she asked aloofly. I stiffened, and shook my head, monotonously. Of course I heard about the new girl. I'm the goddamn reason she's new. "Well, supposedly she was this big slut at her other school, and her parents got fed up with her and kicked her to the curb. Guess what though; she's pregnant, with some guys' bastard child. And she's totally showing. She's…" I tuned Savannah and her small town talk out. She was talking about my fucking kid and I wanted to actually kill her, I wanted to kill my fiancé.

"Get the fcuk away from her!" Yelled Cameron, pulling me from my Savannah induced trance. I looked up just in time to see my little brothers fist slam into Brian Ledgers right jaw bone. Some guy came up behind my brother and grabbed him by his left arm. Cameron swung again and his fist connected with the other guys face.

I saw more guys coming up behind my brother and before I could even blank I was on side of Cameron. "What the fuck is going on here?" I demanded, my eyes landing on all the stupid fucks that even had the nerve to step up to a Black.

"Nothing, just a misunderstanding." Brian Ledger confirmed as he stood from the ground. I turned to Cameron asking if that was in fact the truth, she shook his head. One thing my little bro wasn't, was afraid, of anything.

"What happened?" I asked him staring at only him and ignoring the guys surrounding us in a circle. He nodded to the table behind me and I turned, my breath hitching when I saw her, afraid and alone, and covered in fucking cafeteria food, Tiffany.

My fist clenched and my vision turned red, I turned back to Cameron. "Who the fuck did this to her?" He pointed to Brian and two other guys in the circle and when I walked towards them Brain cracked.

"It wasn't our fucking idea. The fucking cheerleaders came up with it and asked us to help." He stated backing away from me.

"And you fucking did it you douche? She's fucking pregnant and you fucking threw food on her? This is fucking high school not pre-school. What the fuck did she do to you or the goddamn cheerleaders?"

"I don't fucking know, ask your girl she's the head cheerleader. It was her idea." I stopped cold in my pursuit and turned towards my table. Savannah wasn't there. I twisted in a daze and spotted her at the other table with all the fucking snickering cheerleaders pointing and snickering at Tiffany. I saw fire, blue and orange and yellow. They could have fucking hurt her, or worst, my fucking kid.

I turned back to all three of the guys, memorizing their faces before I let them slip out of sight. "I'll be seeing you- you- and you later." I said pointing to each of the asshats as they literally ran away. "Savannah!" I yelled across the room, the heads of our peers turning from me to her.

Once I had her attention I turned back to Cameron. "Get her and wait for me by the door. We're going to go home. I don't want her to hear this."

"I'm a big girl, Hunter. I can take what ever they have to say about me." Tiffany spoke for the first time since I'd walked over.

I sighed, nodded once and turned back towards Savannah and her band of tramps. "Yes baby?" she asked as she stepped towards me.

"Why the fuck did you tell them to do this? You could have gotten her seriously fucking hurt." I spat as she flinched away from me.

"Because I didn't like the way that pregnant slut was looking at you. All through the day she's been watching you like some fucking stalker, I asked her to stop and she ignored me like I was fucking invisible. I told her I would get her for it, but she didn't listen. I bet she'll listen now and stay away from my man. For godsake, she's fucking pregnant already, and she's trying to still someone else's man, she's such a slut!"

"Shut up!" I yelled, making her yelp in fright. "Fuck my dad was right about you. Goddamn it! I actually have to tell that fucker that shit now. Do you know how embarrassed I'll be, telling my dad that he was fucking right all along? Damn you, Savannah. Goddamn it, how could I have possibly thought I loved you? What the fuck was I thinking? Of course she was fucking looking at me, you small town cumbucket. She fucking loves me, and I fucking love her and she's carrying my fucking son. And if they would have fucking hurt her or my kid I would have fucking killed you, all. And if that statement didn't just tell you its over between us, well I hope that this works. This shit-" I said gesturing between her and myself. "is over. And you can keep that fucking diamond. I rather burn it them take it back."

She stood their, eyes wide, and mouth hung open. I shook my head and turned towards the door, heading for Tiffany. When I was in her face, she smiled softly up at me, her hand reaching out to cup my cheek. "I thought you'd never get here." She whispered.

"Neither did I. I'm so sorry for what I've put you through. No one will ever mess with you again, I promise, and I swear to god I'll get those fuckers for doing this to you." She smiled beautifully and leaned in to give me a soft kiss on the lips. Before her lips touched mine I heard a frightening scream that had me twisting back towards Savannah.

"You fucking douchebag, how could you. I gave you four years of my fucking life and you leave me for her! You're fucking scum."

I just laughed, and turned back towards Tiffany with the biggest smile on my fucking face, and felt so fucking complete. "Lets go home, love. We have to move you into the main house. I think my dads really going to fucking love this. Probably more then I will…."

The Absolute End!!

A/N: If everyone can check out my other story, Finding Love that would be great!!!! It's already up to four chapters...!!