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Epilogue
Yellow Roses from Lillie

I smiled to myself as I swung the door open and heard it was filled with none other than Rob Zombie's Living Dead Girl. My mother sure did have interesting music for putting my baby sister to sleep - when I wasn't home to play piano for them of course. I didn't mind it. I really liked that they enjoyed my playing so much.

I dropped my bag onto the couch and made my way into Lillian's room. Mom was just putting her into the crib.

"You're scaring my baby sister with this insane music of yours," I said.

Mom turned to me and smiled widely, "Hey, sweetheart, how was it?"

I came to hug her hello before looking down at Lillian asleep. My panda bear sat right where I had placed him as soon as she was brought home from the hospital; up on the shelf across from the crib.

Mom wrapped her arms around me from behind as we both watched her sleep.

"It was alright. Boring," I shrugged.

Since it was the end of the school year, there was nothing much left to do, we just watched movies and planned summer vacation. I was going to visit both my grandparents for the first two weeks. My flight was tomorrow morning.

Mom kissed the side of my head before releasing me. "Want to help me with dinner?"

I nodded and followed her out of the bedroom.

I peeled the potatoes and asked Mom what was next.

She surprised me by cupping my face and kissing my forehead. "You're such a good girl," she sighed happily.

I smiled, "Love you too, Mom,"

She rested her forehead on mine and closed her eyes, "I love that you call me that."

Of course, Bella was only ten years older than me, and much too young to be my mother. I was fifteen now, which made her twenty-five. But she still was, in my heart.

"Dad?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen.

He looked up at me from the pad he was writing on.

"Sorry," I knew he was still working on his vows.

"It's fine, baby, what's up?" he asked, motioning for me to sit down. "Why aren't you at your Aunt Alice's yet?"

I shrugged, "I told Bella I wanted to spend some time with you. Uncle Jasper said he'd walk me over when I'm ready." Bella was having Aunt Alice and me as her bride's maids and we were spending the night there and getting ready in the morning there also.

Dad smiled his crooked smile and gave me his attention, "Cool, what did you want to do? I still have an hour before your uncles Jasper and Emmett drag me to the bar."

I shook my head, disapproving as much as Dad did of this little bar adventure of theirs the night before the wedding.

"Well," I began with a sigh. I really hoped I wouldn't upset him, "I kinda just wanted to see how you felt about something..." I said, biting on my lip. I picked it up from Bella.

"Anything," he nodded.

I sighed again. It was hard.

"Baby?" he questioned.

"I want to know if you'd be okay if I started calling Bella Mom?" I quickly spat out. She had been like a mother to me for four years now, all that would really change was the name I called her.

Dad sat there, a little stunned.

"It doesn't change who my mother is," I explained. I knew my mother loved me, I knew she didn't mean to leave us, but I also knew I was a daughter in Bella's heart also, and she a mother in mine.

"I know," Dad spoke quietly.

"I'm not replacing Mom..."

"I know."

I frowned.

"I think Bella will love that," he finally smiled.

"Would you?"

"I would," he assured. I knew when he was lying, and he wasn't, he was just a little surprised I guess.

I smiled, "I love you, you'll be great tomorrow." I was so proud of him.

And happy that I had finally accomplished getting Bella as my mother. I was good when I put my mind to it.

"I love that you're my mom," I smiled.

Tears ran down her cheeks as she smiled, "You're the best daughter and big sister ever, you know that, right honey?"

I nodded and we both laughed, hugging tightly once more before continuing dinner.

I couldn't remember a time I had seen Dad and Bella happier. The way they looked at each other was something I hoped to have one day. It was more than beautiful. There were no words - and that's what made it so special.

"And now, the groom's daughter would like to say a few words," I was introduced.

Bella and Dad looked to me, as did my uncles, aunt, both sets of grandparents and the rest of the guests.

The wedding was small and romantic, taking place at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. It was perfect. I wanted to get married here too, just like Mom and Dad.

I smiled, ready to call her my mother for real.

"Congratulations guys, I can't think of two people that deserve to be as happy as you both are today."

Bella was already wiping her tears away. I smiled a little brighter at that.

"A little over four years ago, I moved here with Dad, and then I met Bella at school. I knew, from the first moment Dad met her, that he'd love her as much as I already did. From there, I began my evil plot to get them together," everyone laughed. "I mean, I had to have Dad make the nicest woman I had ever met my mom." Dad held Bella closer as she cried some more. "Today, it seems my plan is finally complete."

I looked to Mom and Dad, knowing when I was with them I had everything I could ever want. They loved me more than anything else in the world.

"I just wanted to say, I'm really lucky to have you as my father, you always did everything right by me. But I also think you knew Bella was just as right for you as she was for me. She made us a family." I looked to Bella again, "You are the best mom I could have ever asked for, and I know that the mother I never had the chance to meet probably feels the same."

I looked to Mom's parents who also had tears in their eyes. Mom got her looks from Grandma Lauren, and even though she was much older than Mom had ever had the chance of being, I still saw so much that was the same.

Even though I never knew my mother, I still knew her. I knew every story. I had every picture of her sketched into my mind. I knew she was kind, and loving, and selfless, and wanted Bella to be in my life the way she couldn't.

I couldn't go on, my voice catching in my throat.

Bella quickly stood and wrapped her arms around me. "I love you so much," she cried.

"Love you too, Mom."

She laughed happily through her sob before kissing my cheeks over and over.

I laughed, happy too, as everyone clapped.

Dad wrapped his arms around us both and kissed the top of my head.

"Where're my girls?"

I ran out of the kitchen when I heard Dad was home. I gave him a big hug and he laughed, "Well hello to you too, baby,"

"Dinner's ready."

I pushed him into the kitchen before his own legs carried him to his wife and they shared an over the top kiss. As cute as they were, they could be pretty gross too.

"Where's Lillie?"

"She's asleep," Mom told him, going back to setting the table.

"Okay, I'll be right back," Dad told her, wrapping his arm around her from behind and kissing her shoulder before he went to Lillian's room.

I smiled at the crazy-in-love smile across my mother's face. No one was better for my dad than she was. She made him so happy.

0o0o0

"Your bags all packed?" Dad asked as he came to stand at my doorway.

I looked up at him before handing him my one bag. I was only staying a few weeks.

"Oh, right, I forget you're not your Aunt Alice sometimes."

I laughed and agreed that she did take too many things along with her when she traveled.

I threw my handbag over my shoulder and walked over to Mom and Lillian. I took my newborn sister into my arms and bounced her around the way she liked while she laughed and tangled my hair in her little hands.

"Take care of Mom and Dad for me, Lillie," I told her with a smirk.

I looked over at them. Dad's arm was around Mom's shoulders while they watched me. I handed her back to Mom and watched Dad lean down to kiss her, "See you soon kid, keep your mom company."

He then kissed Mom before I hugged and kiss her goodbye.

"Have fun, sweetheart, call us as soon as you get there. Your cell's charged, right?"

"Yep," I nodded, exiting with Dad.

Dad and I were at JFK and at the security check-point within the next hour. He told me to be careful and pulled me into a warm hug.

I smiled into his chest and held on tightly around his waist. He was the best.

"Be sure to say hey to your mom for me, 'kay baby?"

I nodded into his chest and took a deep breath. I always did it when I knew we'd be apart for over a day to remember his smell. I visited my grandparents more than he and Mom did, they always had work and now Lillian was too small.

He kissed the top of my head once more before I walked away, turning and giving him a wave as he watched me.

"Flight one-fifteen to Washington DC now boarding, please proceed to gate twelve."

0o0o0

I took a walk to the florist, enjoying the sunshine and warm weather, then continued my walk to visit Mom. The cemetery wasn't far from Grandma and Grandpa's house.

I smiled as I made my way to Mom. She already had fresh flowers, both my grandmothers' doing.

"Hey, Ma, how you doing?"

I smiled to myself and sighed, looking up at the blue sky and imagining she was answering back.

I looked back down.

Rosalie Lillian Hale.

"Guess what, Mom?"

I put the roses down. Red from Dad, pink from Mom, white from me as usual. With added yellow from Lillian.

"The yellow ones are from Lillie, my new baby sister. Oh my god, Mom, she's like so cute, you have no idea. She looks just like Bella..."

I stopped for awhile, finding myself a seat on the grass.

"They named her after you... Well, your middle name."

I fell into silence then, just sitting there on the warm ground under the sunshine.

"Dad said hi, he loves you... Well, you know that."

I smiled, randomly talking now - about my friends, Uncle Emmett and Aunt Angela's wedding later this summer, Aunt Alice's pregnancy and how she and Uncle Jasper couldn't decide on a name.

"If it's a girl Uncle Jasper wants to name her Clementine, but Aunt Alice..."

I drifted off as I looked past Mom's headstone and saw another visitor and the soft smile his dark features gave me.

I smiled in return at the boy walking across the cemetery with flowers in his hand.

His smile brightened a little at me before he reached his destination and kneeled down.

I found myself watching as he laid his hand on top of the headstone and talked much like I did to my mom.

He had short dark hair and eyes, even from this far away I could tell they were that dark. His skin too, dark not only from the sun. My guess was he was Native American maybe.

I shook my head and looked back to Mom's name, "Well, I better get back. I told Grandma I'd only be an hour."

I stood and brushed myself off.

"See you again before I go home. Love you." I kissed my fingertips lightly then pressed them to Mom's name.

I smiled as I looked back to the boy. He was still talking.

I began my walk back.

"Hey... Hey, wait up!" I heard him calling as soon I reached the gates.

I pushed my hands into my back pockets and turned to see the dark boy calling after me. I now noticed he seemed to be around my age, maybe a few years older.

I smiled as he approached.

"Hi," he smiled a big beautiful white smile.

I smiled too, biting my lip. "Hi."

"I'm Jake." He extended his hand.

"Ivy," I replied, extending my hand to shake his.

"Can I walk you to wherever you're going?"

I nodded, "Sure."

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The End

Be sure to check out one more last Outtake. Emmett falls in love with Angela. Remember her? She works in the office at Ivy's school.

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