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Author's note: This is the final installment of "Love Me", so doesn't ask if this is really the end because it really is. As I've said, all good things must come to an end at some time. I've loved writing this story, but now I have more time for other stories and maybe my schoolwork or the novel I want to write. I'm so happy that all of you read this and reviewed. I never expected to have so many readers that enjoyed my work. It gives me hope.

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Epilogue: Seasons Change

Jacob's POV

My dearest Jacob,

I beat up Emmett again.

I hope that things are well with you and your family. You better be keeping tabs on Charlie, like you promised. We are settling into a new home again. It's the second one this year. Emmett got in a little legal trouble with the local police department, but no human was harmed. The bowling alley does need repaired now. Carlisle figured it was safer to move to a new location and start again. Rose is punishing her husband since there was a nice mall nearby that she and Alice wanted to explore. Yep, that means we have to put up with Emmett's whining because he isn't getting any and Jasper keeps tossing lust around, much to giggling Alice's delight. No one has seen Carlisle and Esme for the past twelve hours and no one wants to. It's not the best situation right now on the terms of privacy. And due to the lust, Edward is trying to distract me from my letter to you.

You will be pleased to know that Edward and I celebrated our tenth wedding anniversary last week. We went to Paris and spent a day lying in the rain in front of the Eiffel Tower, which I know doesn't sound interesting to you. There were other things, but I won't bore you with them or disgust you either. Stop shuddering, I can see you.

Halloween is coming up and Emmett has decided to go as a werewolf this year. Don't worry. Alice promised to keep him in check so he doesn't ruin your good name. Carlisle and Esme are going as a naughty nurse and doctor, you get to decide which is which. Alice is a French maid and Jasper is a butler. Rosalie is dressed up as Tonks, the Harry Potter character since Emmett is technically Lupin. Edward and I have decided to stay home and pass out candy with our little puppy, Jacob. Sorry, but Emmett named him because of his long fur. We couldn't change his mind.

I'm hope that the girls loved the gifts we sent them. Rosalie was thrilled to shop for little girls' clothing and toys. I hope that we haven't spoiled them. It was hard to rein in Alice. We are excited to shop for the baby next month and Alice is thrilled that it's a boy. Oh, I hope that you knew that. I apologize if you didn't know.

Edward and I have decided that in a few more years we might try returning to Forks for a short visit, but I don't know if you'll want to see me. I haven't slipped up since that first year. That whole year was miserable, as I told you. I am glad that I left Eddie to live with Charlie and gave him the kitten Bella as a companion. I'll never regret that, especially since they had those kittens so many years ago. They must be old cats by now.

I did get close once to coming back a few weeks ago. Edward and I were in an argument about our pretend age and other silly things regarding my first attempt of going to school. He wanted to protect me and keep me home. It reminded me of the time that you kidnapped me from school to get me away from Alice and spend time with me. It was a dark night for a while, but my sun kept from being unhappy.

I miss you dearly and hope that everything is well. I'll write again when I can. Edward is dragging me away now to show me Emmett's latest attempt at seducing Rosalie.

Lots of love,

Bella Cullen

I read the latest letter one more time, laughing at the funny parts and the memory that she brought up. Things seemed to be going well since the last letter with the gifts. Bella sent me a letter every few months, but sometimes it would be longer. I had gotten used to nothing, until a year after her "death" I received a letter with no return address. Bella wouldn't reveal where she was, but always reassured me that things were okay. The first letter was full of her guilt from killing her first human. Edward had been unable to stop her. She missed me terribly and her father. I wished that I could have answered, but it wasn't possible. Three months later she wrote again, asking for my forgiveness and gave me a postal box in Florida. I wrote her, reassuring her that everything was okay. The next letter was calm and the other one's since had overflowed with her happiness of living with Edward and the other Cullens.

Putting my fingers on the thorns of the rose, I watched as my fingers healed immediately. I crouched down in front of the gravestone and lay the flowers in front of the dates. The letter was clutched in my other hand. I ran my fingers alone the indented words.

"She's happy," I said aloud to myself. "I knew that she would be, Dad. Bella says that she went to visit Paris. You told me that my mother wanted me to go there someday with my wife, but we haven't yet. I've been saving the money and with the money from Bella this month, we'll be able to after the baby comes. I hate that she sends money, but it will help with the baby. I miss you."

Billy Black's gravestone stared back at me with no words. He had died three years ago, peacefully in his sleep. I missed him terribly, but it was getting easier. Standing up I looked at my watch as it started to rain again. As I did with all her letters, I pulled out my lighter and burned the piece of paper before it could get too wet. There could be no evidence for Charlie to find. It was time to be heading home. My wife was waiting for me to pick up the ham for supper. I was sure she wanted to cook it before our guest arrived. I drove to my house in the Rabbit, which was beginning to act its age and didn't always run the best.

"Jacob, is that you?" my wife called from the kitchen.

I stepped into the small yellow kitchen and placed the ham on the counter. My lovely wife was stirring the corn on the stove, wearing a blue apron which was stretched across her growing belly. Leah turned to face me. Her face was glowing.

"What took so long?" she accused, swatting at my hand as I tried to touch her stomach.

"I stopped to say hi to Dad and read the newest letter from Bella."

Leah smiled and pulled me into an embrace. I could feel our baby kicking in her belly as I rubbed it. He always knew when Daddy was home. She gingerly kissed me and motioned for me to help her with dinner. We had a guest was coming over for supper. I helped her cook until a small dark haired little girl came into the kitchen.

"Elizabeth, where's your sister?" I asked, scooping her up in my arms and kissing her forehead.

My little four-year-old shrugged her shoulders and kissed my cheek. "I don't know. She told me to leave her alone so she could play."

"Were you fighting with her?"

"No."

Lizzie answered too quickly and I knew that she was lying. I set her down and took her into the living room to read a book. Looking out the front window, I saw my littlest daughter sitting in the grass with a bag of toys in the rain. I left Lizzie with a book and went outside. I plopped down in the grass next to my baby girl.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm running away," my three-year-old responded.

"Why?" I asked, fluffing her hair.

"Mommy is going to be too busy with the baby to play with me and you have to work all the time. Nobody wants me. Lizzie told me."

I made a mental note to punishment Lizzie. "I will always love you and spend time with you."

I pulled my child onto my lap as the police cruiser pulled into the driveway. Belle nodded and nuzzled my nose, jumping up to go greet Charlie. He stepped out of the car and picked up the child, tossing her into the air. I stood up and walked over to my adopted father. He'd been like a father to me since Billy's death.

"Hey Jacob, how's Leah and the baby today?" Charlie inquired as Belle ran her hands along his stubbly chin while giggling.

"Good. She's a little cranky though. The little tyke is running out of room," I answered, shaking his hand. "We've prepared ham for dinner. It should be pretty good. Come on in."

"Grandpa," Belle asked. "Can I come see Eddie and Bella tomorrow while Mommy takes Liz to school?"

"Sure darling. They would love to see you. Little Alice was asking about you yesterday."

"She was?" Belle exclaimed, no doubt wondering how a kitten could talk.

"Yep."

I watched as the two entered the house and I stood there for a moment, holding the bag of toys. Everything has changed so much since Bella left us. I never imagined that I would fall in love with Leah and get married nor have two beautiful daughters and a son on the way. I knew I wanted to name him after my father.

Charlie hadn't taken the news of Bella's death lightly. He begun to drink and miss work. Billy had attempted to help him through the situation, but it was difficult. Edward wasn't around at first and then Charlie only saw him a few times before he left. I know that he believed Edward couldn't deal with the pain of Bella being gone, when in truth he hated to leave her alone at a newborn vampire. It was hard to watch Charlie sink so low. Billy brought Charlie over to the house one night and forced him to have dinner with us and talk about everything. He bawled like a baby all night and fell asleep on the couch. Then I watched as he came back to life before my eyes. Bella had left him her kitten Eddie and a new one named Bella. Charlie brought them over and showed them to me. It was like watching a child learn to walk again. He stopped drinking and went back to work. Once Elizabeth was born, Charlie wanted to be called Grandpa and came over more often. It never once bothered me. I was keeping my promise to Bella. Then Belle was born and he begged me to name her after his daughter. I couldn't refuse.

"Daddy, Mommy says if you don't come inside and eat that she'll let Embry and Quil come over and eat your share," Elizabeth hollered from the doorway.

Chuckling, I picked up the bag and carried it into the house. I could hear Charlie and Leah laughing as they talked at the table while Belle sang to herself. I slowly walked up the green grass and into the house. Leah laughed at Charlie's story as I slipped my shoes off.

"Hey, I need to change my socks. They got really muddy today," I declared. "I'll be right in."

"Okay," Leah laughed. "But don't take very long. You are missing Charlie's story about what Eddie and Bella did today: those naughty cats."

"Don't tell it all of it before I get back."

I stepped into our bedroom, smiling at the bassinette waiting in the corner for the new baby. In a month it would be occupied. I pulled the tiny envelope out of my pocket and tore it open while sitting down on the bed. It had been mailed the same way as Bella's letter, but there was no letter inside. Two pictures were the only things inside. The back of one was labeled "Bella and Edward, Paris". It wasn't Bella's handwriting for it belonged to another female. I slowly flipped it over and looked at my once love. She looked incredibly beautiful as a vampire. Bella was in the arms of Edward and kissing him in front of the Eiffel Tower. I laughed when I saw that she was wearing my bracelet and Charlie's necklace. We were still important to her. The other photograph didn't say anything on the back about Bella. All it said was "Jacob". I flipped it over not sure of what I would see. Bella was sitting a wicker chair, holding a small puppy dog and it was licking her face. It took only a second to realize what it meant. The little puppy was named Jacob. I stared at Bella's pale face and golden eyes. She wasn't mine anymore, but this picture proved that she still missed me. I smiled, wiping at my face so no tears would fall.

"Elizabeth, don't touch that sweetie," Leah ordered. "It's still hot."

This gave me hope for my own happy ending. Maybe I would get a cat or something. I shook off the idea and tucked the two pictures in the bottom of my sock drawer. Putting on a clean pair, I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look much older than when Bella left, but I felt like I had aged a hundred years. I stepped out into the dining room and gazed at my family. Elizabeth and Belle were swapping food while Charlie and Leah swapped stories. They were my life now. I would always miss my Bella, but I knew that she would keep in contact until the day we all died.

"Okay, tell me the story," I muttered, sitting down at the table.

No one ever truly knew what happened to Bella Cullen. Everyone believed that she died of cancer, but I knew it wasn't true. I never saw her again. Forks wasn't the same after she died and it changed the course of the future, but no one really knew what the future held for Isabella or Edward... well... only Alice knew.

I hope that you all enjoyed my story. Please review one last time!

Emma