Anna P.O.V

Everything began in 1952, the day I died. Orphan, with no friends due to my delicate health, it was with joy that I have accepted the immortal life that Carlisle had suggested to me. It didn't take long for me to call Carlisle and Esme by their titles: dad and mum. Rosalie and I got along very well, the same with Emmett. Jasper was careful at first but our relationship became quickly fraternal. I liked Alice but I couldn't help myself to have a bust-up with her because of her quirk to want to control everything.

Edward was a special case. Our relationship was friendly before it become romantic (for me) and brotherly (for him). It left me with a great sorrow, mainly when Alice saw his future with Isabella Swan. Forks was a turning point for me. I let go my love for Edward and found a soul mate in Paul Lahote, the Quileute with a temperament as short as a candle's wick. I didn't understand why he imprinted on me until I found out about my birth. I could finally move on.

Edward acted like an idiot when he found that I was in a relationship with the 'enemy'. It was the first, in all our years as a family, that I raised my voice on him and, secondarily, slapped him and tell him the plain truth. He sulked for a few weeks, like every time he didn't get what he wanted. Alice ignored me, but I learnt a long time ago to not let this bothering me. And Jasper took my side, which strained their relationship for a while. Then everything became as it should have been. I've won a new family with the Quileutes, new brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts who always have a good counsel for me.

"What are you thinking about?" asked Paul

"My life..." He laughed.

"That why it took you so long!" I hit him carefully, not wanting to bruise my husband from fifty years. He still was young and strong, looking out for the newbies, helping them during the difficult time of the first shift.

"I love you so much." I told him.

"I love you too." He answered me, his face on my neck. My eyes looked at the outside. Here, was all the generations of the Uley 's and Black's packs. Then, my eyes looked in the direction of the newest generation. "The children thought they're grown-ups now they can shift." I howl with laughter.

"Do they not learn yet that, for us, they always will be our babies?"

"I don't think so. You're family is still coming?"

"Yes, it's not every day that someone celebrates their golden wedding."

"I love you..." he hummed.

"...always and forever." I answered him with a smile.

For eternity.

THE END