Isabella's POV

"Wait, so she actually ate it? Like an entire live worm? Put it in her mouth, chewed and swallowed?" Edward asked, trying to comprehend the situation. Turns out we produced some really screwed up kids.

"Yeah, she was eight and the boys dared her to. They thought she'd be scared of worms like all the other girls. So, she ate it." I responded as we walked at a human pace back to the house.
"She ate a worm." Edward laughed then looked at me. "That's gross. She gets that from you." I laughed along with him then sighed. He had no idea how much alike they were. Ever since she was born I knew she was like him.
"She's so much like you it's crazy. They both are, in different ways though. Nessie, she's so polite and well mannered. But Emma, she has your humour, she's so protective over those she loves, she has your brain and she most definitely has your temper. It takes a lot to make Nessie snap, she just yells when she does but Emma, she would run someone over for just looking at Nessie the wrong way." I felt like I could go on forever about them, they were my life and if they weren't happy than I wasn't happy. Edward chuckled, I knew what that meant. He must of seen some of her temper in the past two weeks, she was short fused when it came to people she wasn't fond of.

"I see so much of you in them too. You did good, you know? Raising them on your own. They turned out to be amazing kids. Nessie is so kind to everyone, she loved us all as soon as we said hi. She's bright and bubbly, happy to help and would make conversation with anyone. And Emma is always reading something; I barely can even catch the title before she's on to the next book. That, video games and music is what she's done her entire time here. Well, besides the time when Connor was here."

"Makes me sick to think of the fact that she's going to have to leave him." I shook my head. I couldn't stand the thought, time was dwindling down and soon she wasn't going to be able to be his best friend anymore. I told them that it might be best to fake a fatal car accident. They didn't want to leave any loose ends untied, any wondering faces who would want to keep in touch. That boy was going to loose it when graduation came along and Emma disappeared.

"She'll get over it, he's just some boy." Edward responded with a quick shrug. He was clearly in denial that his daughters were young women who had men in their lives.

"You're right. He's just some boy, just like how I got over you, because you're just some boy…" I stopped to look up at him, his eyes a light caramel colour.

"Alright, but this isn't the same. This is love," Edward said, grabbing my hand and pulling me closer. "she's only fifteen, they're just friends."

"Edward, when Emma fell off the monkey bars in first grade he carried her to the office and made them let him go to the hospital with her. He held her hand while she got six stitches under her chin and wore a bandage on the same part of his face so she wouldn't feel so different. They were seven. He's been that way with her ever since then, ever since the first time he saw her get hurt. I don't care how old they are, he's been in love with her for a long time now." I tried to explain that watching them together was like watching newlyweds, they were constantly together, clingy even and they were enjoying the blissfulness of their friendship every second.

"Bella, she's too young for that. I see the way he looks at her, it's too intense; he needs to find someone who's better suited for him. He's just not good enough for her, simple as that."

"No one is ever going to be good enough for Emma in your mind, she's your daughter. He's a good guy, he would never hurt her and, if it were up to him, he wouldn't leave her side for the rest of his life." It was useless trying to fight this one, it wasn't worth it to try and waste our time on this argument anyway. Whether I wanted to accept it or not, Connor wasn't going to be in Emma's life after next year and that was that. "It doesn't matter anyway though. We're together and we're happy. That's all that matters right now."

"I'm incredibly happy that you're here and that we're together." Edward smiled, kissing me lightly. "I love you Bella."

"I love you too Edward." I smiled back, getting on my tippy toes to kiss him. I wasn't ever going to get used to this, having Edward back in my life. The past was gone and we couldn't change it now. It was time to think about the future and what was in store for our family.

Emmalie's POV

I had to find something to do before I hurt someone; I wasn't even sure why I was so mad. I didn't feel like I was mad at anyone, just mad. It wasn't even the annoyed mood, I was straight out pissed at the world like a thirteen year old girl who thinks everyone's against her.

"I'm going out." I told Emmett in the calmest voice I could conjure up. This was ridiculous, I had to run or do something before I burst.

"Alright. Don't be too late." He said warily, not questioning the fury in my eyes. I nodded and quickly made my way to the door, pulling shoes on and grabbing a jacket before I headed out the door.

Outside I took three deep breathes, shoving my arms into soft black jacket and made my way to the wooded area out back. As soon as my feet hit the dirt off the lawn I was off. Running, my feet hitting the ground leaving dust in the air behind me. I kept going, ducking under branches and barely avoiding thorn bushes that sprang out of the ground at odd angles. No stopping, my thoughts blurred and I couldn't think of anything but the wind in my hair, the dirt beneath my feet and the smell of the lush green trees around me.

I wasn't sure how much time had passed or how long I had been running but my lungs were on fire and sweat was dripping down my forehead. I had to stop but I just couldn't. My lungs were going to burst but my feet didn't care, they just kept moving so fast my brain couldn't keep up.

I didn't even know what happened until I was on the ground and the smell of my own blood made my nose tingle, it was like rust and copper in the worst ways. I waited until my breathing slowed and my lungs stopped hurting to open my eyes. I was lying on my back in some grass beneath a giant oak tree. Its roots jutted up through the ground and I was starting to comprehend some of the things that happened. I tripped over something, fell forward and tumbled around a little.

Breathing deeply, I tried to sit up, the adrenaline from my run or my fall or whatever had me going was dying down and pain was kicking in at unbearable levels. The back of my head was wet with something and my leg was shooting pain up from my ankle. I lifted my right hand enough to see a nice gosh down my forearm and scratches all around. Everything hurt and I wasn't sure what to do, I didn't know where I was but I couldn't find it in me to care. I was starting to see spots and my eyelids were too heavy so I just let sleep take me even though it didn't feel right.

In my dream I was flying but it was too dark to see and I was too scared to open my eyes. Every time I opened them I saw red lights getting closer to me and I didn't know what they were so they frightened me. I was looking for Nessie, that was my goal right now; find Nessie no matter what. But I couldn't and then I was falling and it hurt more than anything to fall like that. Pain enveloped my body and I couldn't fix it but in the midst of all my pain and fear I saw my father running towards me, yelling my name and everything burst in to light.