Author's note It's here! The final chapter! I hope you've enjoyed reading my fanfic as much as I've loved writing it. Maybe after the Holidays I'll get something posted that's a little less dramatic. Merry Christmas and such!
Last Time-
I looked back at Edward, realizing it was over. My life was over. Now the rest of eternity could begin. I smiled.
"Congratulations, Bella," Edward said, "you're officially dead."
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I laughed to hear him put it that way.
"Which means," he continued, turning me toward him and lifting one hand to lightly trace my cheekbone, "That you're not married anymore, right?" His eyes began to smolder, and I once again went weak in the knees.
Thankfully, I was able to retain my balance. "I would have to say you're right about that," I replied, lifting one of my hands to touch his face in return.
"Good," he whispered and bent his lips to mine. To my chagrin, I reacted much the same as the first time he kissed me, what seemed a lifetime ago. I knotted my hands in his hair and pressed my body to his.
Unlike so long ago, however, this time he didn't seem to mind. He slid his hand from my check to my neck, holding my face to his. Meanwhile his arm wrapped more tightly around my waist, lifting me off the ground. Our mouths melted together in a most pleasant blend of breath, lips and tongue.
Finally, Carlisle cleared his throat, "Not to intrude, but we should probably leave before someone spots that fire."
Instead of putting me back on my feet, Edward swung me up into his arms and walked jubilantly to the car. I might have objected, if I could have caught enough breath.
Sliding me into the backseat with him, as Carlisle had predicted, Edward pulled me close to whisper in my ear, "You're all mine now, Isabella Swan, all mine."
I snuggled into his marble chest, not minding the sound of that at all. I began to laugh, "It's like I've died," I said smiling up at my Adonis, my saving angel, my Edward, "and gone to heaven."
Edward laughed too, the musical sound filling my ears and soothing my long trouble heart.
Suddenly, just as Carlisle began to pick up speed, the front passenger door opened and closed. Alice had just jumped into the car!
"I knew this would happen, I just knew it," she said excitedly, "Well, for a while there I was worried, because you disappeared from my visions for so long. . .But Edward promised me you were safe and, oh Bella did you really name your baby after me? Really?"
I laughed delighted both at the sight of my dear friend and at the long missed sound of her rapid speech. "Yes, Alice, I really did."
Alice was now in the back seat with us, pulling me from Edward's arms to hug me and kiss my cheek. "We've all missed you so!" she exclaimed.
"Hey," Edward growled, "I wasn't finished with that." Much to Alice's dismay, he reclaimed me and I was once again cradled in his arms.
Alice returned to the front seat mumbling something about "greedy" and "not the only one who loves her". I laughed.
Her bad mood was short lived as she spun around to face us again, "Do you have a picture of my namesake?" She asked eagerly.
"Of course, Alice, she's as beautiful as you," I stopped, realizing the picture wallet I kept with me at all times was still in my purse, in the cruiser that was now an inferno.
Edward saw the look on my face and held up a small, brown object, "Looking for this?" He asked softly.
It was indeed my picture wallet. I took it from him, deeply touched. This must have been what took him so long to get out of the wreckage. He had been looking for something I could remember my past life with.
"Some things are worth remembering," he whispered, caressing my face.
Without looking, I handed the wallet to Alice. I couldn't take my eyes off his beautiful face. His eyes were warm and deep. I was drowning again. I liked it.
I reached up to pull his face to mine. Slowly this time, I pressed my mouth to his cool lips. Again and again I gently kissed him. Then, just as I began to softly trace his lips with my tongue, Alice interrupted again.
"Which one is she?" She asked from the front seat.
I laughed, both at her question and Edward's obvious dismay at being interrupted.
"She's the little girl, Alice," I teased.
"Oh, right," She said, embarrassed enough to finally turn around and give us some privacy.
I turned back to Edward, fully intending to make use of her chagrin, when my feeble human body betrayed me. Just as I leaned in, I yawned, probably showing my tonsils.
Edward smiled.
"Sorry," I apologized, "Just ignore my body, I didn't mean it. Where were we?"
Edward laughed, "Bella, I don't think it would ever be possible for me to ignore your body." I blushed a deep red.
"Besides," he went on, "you do need your sleep. You may be past the hardest part of your life," concern pinched his eyes, "but you have yet to face the hardest part of your death."
"Oh, yeah," I said brilliantly. Maybe I really was tired.
"Sleep, my love," Edward cooed softly in my ear, "it may be the last chance you get."
The topic of conversation wasn't exactly lulling me to sleep.
Then he began humming my lullaby and soon I found it hard to be concerned about anything. My eyelids started to droop as Edward gently brushed them with a cool finger. He continued tracing my features, pausing occasionally to kiss my hair, my eyes, my nose, my cheeks.
As I drifted peacefully into oblivion, another thought occurred to me. I decided to keep this one to myself, it was too cliche.
And they lived happily ever after.
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