Hi y'all!

So, I decided to write something new... ;-) This was my original idea for the Twilight non-canon Mix'n Match contest but I never made the deadline. I decided to turn it into a multichapter story. I hope you'll enjoy it!

Remember it's fiction!
I do not own Twilight. This plot, however, is mine.
Rated M, to be on the safe side.

Beta'd by GossipLips and Marly (Marlena516). Pre-read by Lostred Rose. Once again, I couldn't have done it without the help of these awesome ladies. THANK YOU!

BANNER (made by Ellie Wolf): on my blog: lostintwific . blogspot . be (remove the spaces)

Here we go... !

CHAPTER 1
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Twenty-five years from now…

"This was the best birthday ever. Thanks, Mommy," Mackenzie said, hugging me tightly. I couldn't help but smile widely and wink at Riley, who watched us from the kitchen door.

It had been an exhausting day, but every minute had been worth it. We'd invited some of her classmates over, as well as our whole family, all of whom were from Riley's side. After college, Riley and I had moved back to Santa Fe where he grew up from. There was really nothing keeping us tied to California, and the few, distant family members I had left behind in Forks kept in touch through phone calls and e-mails.

Mackenzie adored her grandparents, aunts and uncles, and she loved to play around with her nieces and nephews. Alice and Jasper flew in for the weekend, too. We had a clown who made funny balloon animals, a trampoline, and a bouncing castle. There was also pink lemonade for the kids and cocktails for the adults. Riley and Edward were on barbecue duty, and of course I had made my birthday girl a kick-ass princess birthday cake filled with chocolate yumminess.

She'd received quite the pile of presents, and the sweet thing that she was, she'd thanked everyone with a hug and a smile.

"You're very welcome, baby girl. Your daddy and I love to see you happy. Don't expect this kind of party every year, though," I told her, only half-seriously. "We just felt you deserved something big this year since you're starting junior high in two weeks."

It was true, I was only half serious. No matter what I claimed, we threw her a big birthday party every year. Thirteen years ago, Riley and I had given up every hope of ever having children after years of failed fertility treatments. Imagine our surprise and happiness when we found out I was pregnant a few months later. Mackenzie was what made our family complete, and what made Riley and I love each other even more, if that were even possible.

She was a perfect mixture of both of us with long, wavy dark blonde hair and gorgeous deep brown eyes. She was tall, and graceful, and very self-confident. Even at her young age, she stood up for what she believed in, and she wasn't one to be messed around with. I had no doubt that she'd inherited those characteristics from me, but she also took after her father by being all kinds of cute, and sweet, and caring toward the ones she loved.

Being a parent had softened me, too. I would be the first to admit that I hadn't always been Miss Sunshine, but over the years my husband's love, and, later, Mackenzie's presence, had dulled the sharp edges off my strong character.

"Hey, Mack," Riley said, using our girl's favorite nickname. "Let's go upstairs to get your pj's on. If you do it real quick, then maybe there's some time left for a bedtime story."

With the speed of light she ended our hug and ran up the stairs. "I'll race you, daddy!"

After a soft and oh-so-sweet kiss on my lips, Riley went after Mackenzie to help her get ready for bed. Once again, I realized how much I still loved him and how lucky I was that he had been so… persistent all those years ago.

I went back to cleaning up the last bit of mess from the party. I could hear their happy voices in the bathroom upstairs. "Special agent Biers, your mission for tonight is to put your pj's on and brush your teeth in less than five minutes."

I chuckled, enjoying how cute they were together.

It was only minutes later when I joined the two of them upstairs. While Mackenzie brushed her teeth, Riley pulled me in the hallway. "You're telling her our story tonight?" he asked, his eyes shining. I nodded.

"She'll love it. Just make sure you tell her the G-rated version."

I playfully rolled my eyes. "Of course, baby. But if you want, I'll tell you the NC-17 rated version when she's asleep."

His jaw dropped almost to the floor, and his eyes filled with lust. I was aware of the effect I still had on my husband, and I wasn't above using it to flirt shamelessly with the man. He, too, still surprised me sometimes. Being in our early forties didn't stop us from having an active, and colorful sex life.

However, right now there were more important things to do, like putting our birthday girl to bed. Riley and I, we each gave her one last big birthday hug and a kiss on her forehead.

Tucking her in, I started my bedtime story. "Let me tell you about how I met your daddy…"

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