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Epilogue

"Get your hands off me, don't ever touch me again!" I screamed at Edward, my husband of over three years.

"Bella, you don't mean that," he said removing his hand from my shoulder.

"Yes, I do, this is all your fault. If you could have just kept your dick in your pants, none of this would have happened." I sobbed.

"I'm sorry, baby, I wish I could take all the pain away," he said stepping towards me once more and taking my hand in his.

I shook it away. "Pain, Edward, you don't know the meaning of it. Don't you or that big fat dick of yours ever come near me again." I screamed, I mean really screamed, as Adele, the nurse stood at the bottom of the bed trying not to snigger.

I was in the final stages of labor and I admit I was being a first class bitch; but if that husband of mine hadn't seduced me with two bottles of champagne on our anniversary, I wouldn't have been in complete agony right now. Not that I was serious, I could never live without Edward or his dick, but seriously, it wasn't him having to squeeze something the size of a melon out of a hole the size of a peanut. At the time this happened, he knew I'd been ill just a week before, and the antibiotics I had been prescribed had messed with my birth control, resulting in three positive pregnancy tests lined up on the bathroom counter just a few weeks afterwards.

We had planned on having another child sooner rather than later, so both of us were actually ecstatic. Edward couldn't contain his excitement and insisted on making sure that the entire world and their dog knew immediately. Once again, just like with Josh, I was shockingly ill almost from the start and was forced to hand in my resignation with Emmett. Carlisle had come good on his promise to promote me to Emmett's PA once Victoria had left to start her new life in the UK, and for the last four years, I had done the job well.

"Argh!" I screamed as another forceful contraction hit me. This time I let Edward massage my lower back without any complaints. Life had been good to us over the last few years, Josh was now six years old and had become a miniature version of Edward. He had looked a lot like me when he was younger, but as time passed, he became more and more like his father every day.

Edward proposed just a few short months after we'd gotten back together although the wedding didn't take place until the following year. It was small with just family and a few close friends held at Esme and Carlisle's home down by the lake. Dad had given me away with a tear in his eye, and he also made Edward promise not to give me back! Josh had been Edward's best man and looked so cute in his little tux. Angela, Rose and Alice had been my bridesmaids and Jake, who had flown in from California, along with Sam, had done us the honor of being our photographer for the day. Our honeymoon was a surprise organized by Edward, five whole days in Vegas followed by two whole weeks in Hawaii. It killed me to leave our little man behind, but he'd become so attached to his grandparents that we knew he'd be in safe hands.

"Okay, Bella, you're nine centimeters dilated. It's almost time." Dr. Howe smiled as she removed the sterile gloves from her hands replacing them with a fresh pair. Adele, the nurse, was busy placing instruments of torture onto a tray by my feet, as another nurse busied herself checking the baby's heart rhythm.

"You're doing great," Edward whispered in my ear as he pushed back my hair soaked with sweat and placed a cold press against my forehead. He was so excited, bless him. He wasn't around to see Josh's birth and always felt that he'd missed out on what should have been one of the most important days of his life, so from the moment the pregnancy test showed positive, he had immersed himself knee deep in birthing guides and pregnancy books.

"It hurts, Edward, make it stop!" I was being a pain and I knew it, but the gas and air wasn't working, and I was too far gone for anything else.

"It won't be much longer, you're doing great." He took my hand and I grasped it hard, unintentionally digging my nails in as another contraction hit. Edward's face grimaced with pain, and I shot him a death glare. He didn't have a clue what real pain felt like, the whimp!

"I want to go home," I cried as the contraction subsided. I loved my home, it was my sanctuary; the one place where I could close the door and nothing else mattered, other than our little family. I had given up my apartment just two months after Edward proposed. The lease was coming to an end and rather than renewing, we decided that it would be easier for Josh and me to just move in with Edward. We knew that's what would be happening after the wedding anyway. Josh had his playroom and an amazing bedroom all decked out with a train theme. He even had a track that ran all the way around the edge of the room, near the ceiling, that constantly had a miniature steam train running along it. We were happy there. The place was huge, but the one thing that was missing was outdoor space. We needed a garden for Josh to run around in. He was constantly outdoors when he was at his grandparent's house, and he loved to play in the play area that Esme had created for him. It seemed like a natural progression when one of Esme's neighbors decided to sell, so we put in an offer and three months later, we were moving in.

The house wasn't as big as Esme's, but it was just as beautiful with two reception rooms, dining room, a cozy little sunroom, an office for Edward, four bedrooms and five bathrooms, but the major selling point for me was the kitchen. It was huge, homey and had every appliance that I had ever wanted. I practically lived in that kitchen from morning until night, cooking up so much food that I would often send Edward traipsing across the lawn to Esme's, weighed down with arms full of dishes for her and Carlisle to eat.

Josh loved it, not only did he now have his own back yard to run around in, but he also had both of his grandparents at his disposal. Even though they were only a stone's throw away, we were careful not to live in each other's pockets. We could quite easily go days without bumping into one another. Josh still spent his Friday evenings over there, giving Edward and I a chance to spend some quality time together. On those evenings we quite often had date nights, but other times we would curl up on the sofa with a blanket over us watching a movie and making out like teenagers.

"That's it, Bella, we're almost there," Dr. Howe said with a smile. "You're almost at 10 centimeters. When I tell you to push, I want you to bear down hard, okay?"

Edward helped me to sit up slightly, placing his one arm around my shoulders to support me. "Just remember your breathing, just like in Lamaze class," he instructed giving me a demonstration on how to pant. He really looked quite comical, and if it wasn't for the pain, I would have laughed. He was really getting into the whole birth, and every so often he'd move further down the bed and lift the sheet that was draped across my lower half to save my modesty, taking a good look at what was happening between my legs. "It won't be long now," he whispered trying to sooth me. "Josh is in the waiting room with everyone else. He's so excited to meet his new brother or sister." He mopped my brow once more as I thought of my little man sitting and waiting expectantly.

Josh was tall for his age just like Edward. He loved his father so much and I would often find them napping together after a hard day at school and work, or they'd just be sitting together watching a movie. They even go outside and dig for worms together, which must be a boy thing because there's nothing they seem to enjoy more than digging in the mud and getting filthy. Josh likes to have a bucketful of worms to use as bait for when he goes fishing out on the lake with Carlisle. That's grandpa and Josh time, and nothing interferes with that. Sometimes when he's not working, my dad drives across to join them out on the lake while Esme, Sue and I sit by the bank with a steaming hot flask of coffee just watching the boys while they attempt to catch supper as we put the world to rights.

Dad and Sue got married almost two years ago now. They still live in the rickety old house that I grew up in back in Forks. It's a relief to know that he's found someone to spend the rest of his life with because I used to worry that he was lonely; but not anymore, as he's constantly surrounded by the love of Sue and all of her family. They're good people and welcomed Edward, Josh and myself into their family with open arms.

"Okay, Bella, now push! Push!" I bore down hard as another contraction hit. Edward held my hand but was still supporting my shoulders with the other.

"You can do this, Bella," he said excitedly as my face screwed up to mirror that of a bull dog. He kissed my brow encouragingly.

"Okay, you're doing a great job," Dr. Howe said as she tinkered with a few instruments. I threw my head back moaning in exhaustion and pain. "Another push, Bella, come on, you can do it!" she said as I bore down again. "That's it, I can see the head."

Edward scurried downwards to take a good look, his eyes catching mine as he looked up were welled with tears of wonderment. "Amazing," I heard him whisper to himself.

"Listen to me now, Bella," Dr. Howe exclaimed as Edward took his position beside me, once again taking my hand in support. "The baby is almost crowning, so one more push and then I want you to stop and pant just like you've been shown, okay?"

I nodded my head in understanding as the next contraction hit hard. I screamed with the pain, but somehow managed to do as I was told.

"Okay, pant, Bella," Dr. Howe encouraged. I blew out my breaths and Edward helped me along by doing the same, pursing his lips and blowing out quick puffs of air. I felt a sharp sting as I tore slightly. "The head's out," the doctor smiled. I put my hand down between my legs and felt the baby's head as tears welled up in my eyes. Edward had a tear running down his face, but his beaming smile told me everything I needed to know, "Just one more and your baby will be here."

I could see the nurses scurrying around in the background getting ready to prepare for my new little bundle. "Here we go, Bella. Remember your breathing," The next thing I knew was a feeling of relief as I heard a deep cry, and my baby being placed on my stomach.

"It's another boy," Edward cried, tears running down his face, his smile stretched from ear to ear as he touched our new son's cheek and kissed my lips.

"Would you like to cut the cord, Daddy?" Dr. Howe asked as a nurse brought me some ice chips to relieve my dry mouth.

Edward nodded, unable to find any words as emotionally he took the scissors and did his job. A nurse picked up our boy and whisked him over to the cot to be checked over whilst Dr Howe stitched and cleaned me up down below.

"You did it, Bella," Edward hugged me close as tears poured down both our faces.

"We did it, Edward, I couldn't have done it without you...I'm sorry for what I said, I didn't mean it."

"Shh..." he soothed, "I know, I love you." He kissed me and helped me to sit up straight.

"I love you too," I stroked the happy tears away from his face with a smile.

"Who's going to be the first to hold him?" the nurse, Adele, asked smiling down at our new little man.

Edward and I looked at one another. "His father," I grinned. I had spent the last nine months bonding with him inside of me, plus I had held him on my stomach when he was born. Edward took him in his arms and rocked him soothingly. He was wrapped so tightly in his little blue blanket that he looked like a burrito with a face. "Is he okay?"

"He's perfectly fine and healthy," Adele answered looking down at the joy on Edward's face. "He weighs 7 lb. 3 oz. and is 22 inches long, so it looks like he might be a tall one."

"Just like his daddy," I laughed. Edward grinned as he loosened the blanket.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking to see what color hair he has now he's been cleaned up," Edward answered.

I peeped over as he peeled the blanket away from the baby's head. There wasn't a great deal of hair, but it was noticeably darker than Josh's. "He has your coloring," Edward grinned. "In fact, it's too early to say, but I think he looks like you as well.

"Do you think so?" I asked excitedly. Josh had looked like me as a baby, but now that he was older, he was like a miniature version of Edward.

"Definitely, he looks like you and has your coloring, but he does get one thing from me," he winked as he peeped under the blanket wiggling his eyebrows.

"Trust you, you're such a man," I laughed as he handed the baby over for me to hold.

"Hey, at least he'll have no worries about going in the showers after gym."

"Shut up, Edward," I joked as he kissed the baby's head. "Where's mine? I want a kiss."

"I was getting to you," he murmured as he placed his lips on mine and pulled me close. He took a seat on the bed beside me. It was just the three of us spending a moment alone before the chaos that was our family arrived.

"He's beautiful, isn't he?" I fussed as his tiny little hand wrapped around my finger.

"Just like his mommy," Edward said stroking his tiny feet. "Shall I go and get Josh?"

"Yeah," I whispered as my new tiny man started wriggling in my arms.

"What about the others?" he chuckled. "There's a waiting room full of them."

I rolled my eyes, "Just Josh and the parents to start. Then the others can come in after, if that's okay?"

"No problem," he kissed us both once more and made sure the blanket was covering my modesty before leaving to fetch the family.

"Oh, my word, he's beautiful," Esme cried real tears. "Can I hold him?" she asked after giving me a hug. I reluctantly handed over our new addition as my father, Sue, and Carlisle all hugged me with tears in their eyes.

"You did great, Bells," my father said kissing my forehead before shaking Edward's hand. "Another little fishing buddy."

Carlisle's face lit up at the prospect as he handed out the cigars. "You don't even smoke," I said as I looked at all the men proudly strutting like peacocks. Anyone would have thought that it was them that had just given birth.

"It's a family tradition." Carlisle said proudly, "Don't worry, Bella, we're not going to smoke them in here," he winked.

I shook my head and just decided to leave them to get on with it as they all shook hands and clapped one another on the back.

"Is that my new little sister?" Josh asked as Edward lifted him on the bed to sit beside me.

"No, that's your new little brother, he's a boy just like you." I whispered into his hair as he snuggled closer. "Would you like to hold him?"

"Yeah," Josh said excitedly. He really wanted a sister, so that he could chase her with his bucket full of worms and I secretly was praying thanks that the baby was a boy.

"He's tiny," Josh said in wonderment as Esme placed the baby in his arms.

"He is," I nodded as I helped him hold his brother.

"When can he come fishing with us?" he asked in all seriousness. Everyone smiled as Esme clicked away with her camera.

"Not for a while yet, bud," my dad told him ruffling Josh's hair. "He needs to grow a bit first, just like you had to."

Josh nodded in understanding. "Can he do anything?"

"Not yet, but it won't be long before he can." I kissed his head.

"It's your job to help us show him how to do things," Edward said coming to sit beside his two sons. "When he gets older, he'll follow you around and look up to you because you're his big brother. Sometimes it might annoy you and other times you'll find it funny, but that's all part of having a brother. Do you think you can handle that?"

Josh twisted his face in thought as he looked down at the little brother in his arms, "I can handle that!" he eventually said with a smile. "Can I teach him to dig for worms?" Edward and I both looked at one another amused.

"Yeah, but not for a few years," Edward gave Josh's knee a little squeeze.

"Who else is here?" I asked suddenly remembering that Edward said there were others in the waiting room.

"Who isn't here?" Carlisle chuckled.

"Everyone!" Edward confirmed, "Shall I go and fetch them?"

I smiled and nodded, it was so nice to think that our family and friends cared enough to spend hours sitting in a boring room with nothing to do but eagerly wait for news.

I heard her before I saw her. "Oh my god, another boy," Alice squealed excitedly as she ran into the room bouncing on her heals, along with Jasper, her husband of two years, who was carrying their eight month old daughter, Summer. Alice had left her job to spread her wings so to speak. She had opened her own shop with Jasper's financial help, selling her own designs which had become really popular. Within the space of three years, she had launched two shops with seven full-time employees. She threw her arms around Josh and the baby giving them big hugs and kisses before doing the same to myself and Edward. I didn't have time to respond as the room filled with people.

Angela and Ben arrived with their three year old son, Adam, closely followed by Emmett who was wearing a huge grin and carrying a teddy bear almost as big as himself. Rose sauntered in directly behind him, rolling her eyes at just how ridiculous Emmett looked. They had been engaged to be married for the past three years. Emmett proposed not long after Edward and I got married, but they were in no rush. They lived together in a penthouse apartment not far from Cullen International. Rose had expanded the garage and was doing well for herself, and life was treating them really good.

The only person who was missing was Jake. We saw one another as often as possible and spoke to each other regularly, either on the phone or through Skype. Angela assured me that she'd spoken to him to let him know that I had gone into labor, and as soon as I had a moment to myself, I'd give him a ring and fill him in on the good news.

"So come on then, tell us, does my nephew have a name?" Emmett boomed making the baby jump. He'd been passed from pillar to post and was starting to get hungry and restless. I took him in my arms as Edward and Josh snuggled on the bed beside me.

"He does," Edward beamed as proud as punch. "Shall we tell them?" He teased, as the room went silent expectantly.

I turned the baby so that he was facing the room, "Everyone, we'd like to introduce you to EJ...Edward, Junior or Edward Carlisle Cullen as he'll be formally known."

"You named my grandson after me?" Carlisle looked shocked, but his eyes brimmed with happy tears.

"Of course," Edward said clapping his hand onto his father's shoulder. "Josh carries Charlie's name, so it was only fitting that EJ carries yours."

"I don't know what to say, other than thank you," Carlisle gulped away the frog in his throat as he hugged Edward and then myself.

"You don't need to say a word," I told him as he released me wiping away the tear in his eye.

The room was getting very hot, sixteen people crammed into one small room wasn't really a well- thought-out idea, and Nurse Adele obviously was thinking along the same lines as she walked back into the room and gasped. "I think we need to give mom and baby some room, people," she called with her hands on her hips. "It's supposed to be no more than four visitors per room, not four times that amount!" She was trying to be stern, but her smirk gave her away as everyone grumbled their goodbyes. She ushered them out, leaving me alone with the three most important men in my life.

I settled back onto the bed with Edward to my left, Josh to my right, and EJ was laid in my arms busily taking his feeding. I couldn't imagine a more perfect scene as my little family snuggled into me. "Are you okay?" Edward asked as he placed his arms around me playing with EJ's blanket with his fingers.

I smiled down at him and bent to kiss his lips, "I've never been better." This was my life and I wouldn't change a single thing.

A/N

There you go folks; I hope that tied up any loose ends for you all. I'll be a little sad to say goodbye to MOI but as the saying goes onwards and upwards, hopefully soon I'll have something new to share with you all.

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Thanks again for sticking with this story; I hope you and your families have a very merry Christmas (for those of you that celebrate) and love, health and happiness for 2013.