I love the reviews guys, keep 'em coming! But a lot of you asked who the baby's father is…um, do you not remember Bella and Edward having sex?! Guys go back and reread, I know it's been a while but they def did it.

EDWARD'S POV

"Always feisty," I told her as I let out a nervous laugh. "The doctor told us you were looking good. That they checked everything out, and that's why it took so long. You heart rate was fine, blood pressure, all the stuff was good. That the baby was doing well, no harm done there. And your numbers came out to be rather impressive for someone who was just in a major car crash," I finished in one breath.

She sat in thought for a moment, trying to figure out what was wrong. In reality, nothing was wrong. After the doctor broke the news to myself and Charlie, awfully might I add, I was in a state of shock. I was going to be a father. Me? Edward Anthony Cullen…a father? It was unheard! I was barely a good boyfriend, how on earth would I make a good father? I was so consumed by the news; all I could think of were the awful sides to it. But then I looked down at Ayden in my arms and the toothy grin he gave me changed everything. Just like the first time I saw him, my whole world shifted. I was going to be a father. And a good one at that. As long as I loved my son or my daughter and did everything in my power to make them happy and safe, I would be a good daddy. I was going to be a daddy! I'd never been so excited in my life.

Bella came out of her stupor and looked at me, "Did you say…?"

"Baby," I confirmed with a nod of my head. I waited to gauge her reaction. Her whole face went pale and her eyes were wide. Her jaw dropped and she stared up at me, her small hands instinctively going to hold her stomach. She said nothing at first, just rubbing her hands over the area. She wasn't that far along, so it may have been my imagination but I swear I could see a slight bump there. My first instinct was to place my hand on top of hers. She turned her doe brown eyes up to look at me, tears pricking at their corners.

"I'm pregnant," she said softly before breaking down once more, tears pouring from her eyes. I pulled her against my chest and began rubbing her back, letting her cry it all out. I wasn't entirely sure if this was a good thing she was crying or if it was a bad thing. Was she crying out of happiness or remorse? Could this possibly be the worst thing for her right now? Did she not want a child with me? Did she think this now tied her down to me? Had the idea of children never come to her mind when she thought of me? I was dying to ask her these questions, but it was neither the time nor the place.

Her tears continued on for a while, but I didn't mind. I understood that she needed to do this. When she finally stopped, she pulled away, rubbing at her wet face. I cupped her swollen cheeks in my hands and finished cleaning them for her.

"Thank you," she mumbled softly. She looked up at me, words unable to reach her. Her pink lips were half open as she tried to speak. I only shook my head at her, a grin plastered on my proud face. I leant in and kissed her full on the lips, literally taking her breath away. It felt like ages since we last kissed. How I missed her taste. She moaned into my mouth and I intensified the kiss, sucking at her bottom lip. Her tongue brushed against mine and that was it. I lost control, becoming frenzied with passion. My hands were in her hair, on her face, slowly making their way down her body. It had been so long since we were able to kiss like this. I needed her so badly.

But she needed air and I was not one to deny Bella her needs. After she pulled away, she closed her eyes tight and sighed loudly before looking back up at me. "This is crazy."

"What's crazy," I asked, brushing her hair behind her ear and staring intently into her eyes. For some reason, this action caused her to blush and turn away.

"Today," she began, "I have never done so much and found out so much in one single day and it's not even six!"

I looked at the clock on my phone to see she was right. It was only 5:20 pm. So much had happened today. I found out about the old Bella, forgave her after she lied to me, Bella got into a car accident after ditching court, she wound up in the hospital, and then we find out she's pregnant. I wonder if anything else will happen before the day is over. Well, there was something I'd been thinking about. Maybe today was the perfect opportunity for that.

"I guess you're right," I agreed, shrugging my shoulders. "But I consider it a good day."

"And whys that?" She asked, cocking her eyebrow at me.

"Well," I said grasping her around the waist and pulling her close to me. "Today is the day I finally got to see all of you. Today is the day I realized that no matter what happens in my life, as long as I have you by my side, I will be the happiest man alive. And, most importantly, today is the day I found out I'm going to be a father."

She looked like she was on the verge of tears. "Are you being serious right now?"

"Of course," I said. I was probably giving her the cheesiest grin, but I could care less. I had never been happier in my life. I had everything I could possibly need. Well, not quit yet. We had to wait six and half months for the last of all my needs to be delivered, but for now it was close enough.

"You're not mad?" She asked, her lips quivering.

"Sh, sh don't cry Bella," I said, rubbing her cheek softly. "Why would I be mad at you sweety?"

"Why wouldn't you be?" She looked at me incredulously. "You're stuck with me now! You could never leave me knowing that I'm pregnant. You're too much of a gentleman to abandon me. You're bound to me for the rest of your life. How could you not be mad? I've left you no choices. It's just me and the baby, until you die."

Why was it so hard for her to grasp that I wanted this? I wanted forever with her. I needed to be bound to her. I could care less how old we are and where we are in our lives when we have our baby. We could be 18, still living with our parents or 42 living in Florida, I really couldn't care. As long as we were together, starting our own family, I was happy. She was all I would ever need.

"I could never leave you because I could never want to leave. I know this is very hard for you to grasp, but I'm not going anywhere Bella," I promised her, staring deep into those chocolate eyes I loved so much. "I have choices and the only ones I want are ones that involve a future with you. I knew, the second I met you, you were different. You are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, the only one for me. I've never wanted anything more in my life. I am going to be an awesome father and you're going to be an even better mother. This is all I could ever ask for."

Instead of replying, Bella just attacked my lips. I don't think words would have been appropriate in this moment. We just need to be together, happy once and for all. She kissed my lips, my face, and my neck and had the door not creaked open, I'm not sure where else she would have kissed. It did open however and we instinctively looked up to see who this rude intruder was. But we couldn't be mad for long because that intruder practically burst at the seems at the sight of his awoken mother.

"MOMMA!" He cried, rocketing towards the bed. He launched himself onto the bed and threw his little arms around Bella's neck, kissing all over her face. "I so worried bout you momma!"

"I'm so sorry pumpkin," Bella replied as she played with Ayden's clothing, attempting to fix the wrinkles in his shirt. He pushed her hand away, giving her a classic Ayden face. He wanted to fix it himself. Charlie strolled into the room, followed by the doctor from earlier. Neither seemed to be aware that Bella was awake, so the sight of Ayden bouncing around on the bed talking to Bella and myself came as a shock to them. Charlie was quick to stir and moved to Bella's side, dropping a kiss to her forehead.

"You scared me a bit there kiddo," he said with a laugh, but his look was serious. "We're going to have to talk about this later you know."

"I understand," Bella said, looking away from him, ashamed of her actions. I squeezed her hand reassuringly, making sure she knew everything was going to be okay. "I'm sorry dad."

"Don't you worry," he replied, his tone much lighter now. "I'm just happy you're okay."

"I'm much better than okay," Bella said, never taking her eyes off me. Charlie didn't fail to notice this and just rolled his eyes.

"Teenagers," and with that he went back to the doctors side.

Ayden tugged at Bella's shirt, gaining our attention once more. He didn't seem to like the interruption. "I was talkin," he explained, "but then granpa Charlie talked over me."

"He interrupted you," I said. Ayden nodded his head enthusiastically.

"Yea, granpa Charlie interdupted me," but that didn't seem to stop him, "when was tryin to tell momma that I was okay when she was gone."

"You were okay?" Bella asked, eager to hear Ayden's answer.

He looked at her like she had five heads before answering, "A'course I was okay! I was with granpa Charlie and then daddy came and he made me feel all betta. He told me you was gonna be okay and he kissed my head, see," he pointed to his forehead, "he kissed me right there."

Bella, Charlie, and I did not fail to catch Ayden calling me daddy. Charlie looked a little taken aback, probably never noticing how attached Ayden had become towards me. For what felt like the fifteenth time today, Bella looked like she was on the verge of tears. And I couldn't help the joy bubbling up inside of me. My heart swelled nine times and it was like I was on cloud nine. Aside from Bella's accident, today had to be one of the best days of my life. I could only say it was one of the best days, because there were multiple days that were worthy of being the best day of my life. Meeting Bella was a very important day, along with the day we first got together, and then I had to think of our future. Our wedding was going to be immaculate and perfect in every way, even if it's was held my backyard. As long as we are legally husband and wife, I couldn't give a damn how it was done. Also, I had to keep in mind the day our child was born. That will be my proudest moment. And having Ayden call me daddy just reconfirmed those feelings.

When he noticed the silence, Ayden looked up at us. "What? What I say?" None of us knew how to respond at first, but Ayden was quick to catch himself. He was smart like that. "Oh gosh! I called Eddie daddy! I sorry, I dint—"

"Don't say sorry," I cut him off. He stared at me, absolutely puzzled, "I am your daddy."

He looked at me for a moment. Of course he knew I wasn't technically his father but he still mulled over my words. His little face broke out in an astounding smile, replicating his mothers, and he threw himself at me. Suddenly I was the one being attack with kisses, "I love my daddy!"

I turned to see Bella tearing up again, her hands covering her mouth as she looked at us. I couldn't help the smile that broke out on my face. I hugged Ayden tightly and whispered back to him, "and I love my son."

BELLA'S POV

It was very hard to comprehend at first. Even after I cried, for what seemed like hours, the idea did not catch up to me. It wasn't until I as allowed to leave the hospital, the next morning, and Edward finally left my side that I realized what just happened. Instead of sleeping, I lay awake in my bed and thought over all this. I was pregnant. Again.

When I found out I was pregnant with Ayden, I was very upset. I did not want him, yet abortion was not an option. Neither was adoption, because the likelihood of someone wanting a baby born from crack was a very slim chance. I was not about let my child sit in an orphanage for sixteen years. That couldn't happen. But I wasn't happy about my pregnancy. I was incredibly ashamed, because the baby's father wanted nothing to do with me. Which turned out to be ironic, I didn't want the baby but I wanted his father, but his father didn't want either of us. It was embarrassing and I hated almost every minute of it. Except, there were days when I was thankful for that pregnancy. If it weren't for Ayden, I would have never quit drugs. I'd probably still be one of Jacob's play toys and the thought of that made my insides turn. Though that pregnancy was unexpected and unwanted at first, it was necessary. It was a means of fate. However, being pregnant now...was a gift.

It's not like I was anticipating getting pregnant, who does at this age? I didn't think anything of the fact that Edward and I had unprotected sex. It wasn't the smartest thing for us, but it when we were in that moment stopping just wouldn't have felt right. And I didn't regret our choice. Not for one second, one small second, did I regret any of this. Because this pregnancy was much different. Before, I believed I knew what love was. I do now. I am head over heels in love with the greatest guy. Before, the father of my child wanted nothing do with him. Now, Edward was already acting as a father towards Ayden. He was exhilarated by the idea of being a daddy, nothing made him happier. And before, I hated myself for being so stupid to get pregnant as a teenager. I ridiculed those girls and I became one. And here I was, still a teenager, pregnant with her second child, and all I could do was smile.

People are probably going to talk when they hear the news. It's pretty scandalous, seeing I'm already a mother. I'm sure people will say I've tainted Edward's future, but they'll have no idea what they're talking about. I mean sure, neither of us had even finished high school yet, but we were going to college. Together! And yea, I do have a job that I only work at once or twice a week, but of course I'd pick up more hours and Edward would get a job as well. I know, first hand, that it's very hard to raise a child at my age, but I wasn't going to be alone this time. It would take a lot to raise this baby, but we had something that most teenagers in our situation don't have, we have love. Edward and I are so in love that we rival Noah and Allie. Okay, maybe our story isn't as compelling and cute as theirs, but damnit are we in love. I've never felt so strongly about a person in my entire life. I can be myself, my whole self, around Edward. It took a bit of pushing, but he knows it all. And he loves me, despite my flaws, and he makes me happy. He's everything I could ask for, in a boyfriend and as a father to my children.

Speaking of Edward, it had been almost three hours since he left. He dropped my off after I was released from the hospital and took off, saying he had a few things to take care of. He promised to be back soon though and I was getting a little anxious. What did he expect me to do until he came back?

And as if cued, Ayden burst into my room. "Momma up!?"

Duh, spend time with your son you evil woman, my mind chided me for thinking there was nothing to do without Edward. "I never went to sleep. Come sit with momma, "I said, patting the bed beside me.

Ayden grinned from ear to ear, but he did not jump up immediately. Instead, he walked over to my book shelf, tore one of the books off the shelf and then came to sit with me.

"What's this?" I asked, looking at the book he held firmly in his hands.

"One fish," he pointed to the words as he spoke them slowly, "two fish, red fish," and with a grin, he looked up at me to say the last words. "BLUE FISH!"

My heart swelled with pride. I had no idea his reading had gotten so good. I started him out pretty young, reading to him almost every night when he was just a few months old. After a while of me reading to him, Ayden started to catch onto the stories. He'd interact with me, whether it be giggling when something was funny or mimicking my words. As he got older, he tried harder and harder to read. I taught him his ABC's and even a few words, but not much else. Lately I'd been a little too busy to keep up the sessions, but apparently he hadn't stopped reading. I felt a little ashamed I had no idea how good he was getting, but I didn't let it ruin the moment.

"You're such a good reader," I appraised him, kissing both his cheeks. "Where did you learn how to read so good baby?"

"Daddy," he announced proudly. It was like Ayden was an agent sent by God, meant to make me happy and proud. If I had any doubts on whether or not Edward would be a good father that just squelched them completely. "He been teachin me while you was at work."

"He's a good teacher then, huh?" I asked, Ayden just nodded his head rapidly. "How good is he?"

Ayden bit his little lip in thought for a moment, hand placed strategically under his chin. I laughed at the sight of it. He looked at me quizzically for a moment before answering, "He's so good...I can read da whole book cause a him!"

Now this was a little much. Read the whole book? I didn't want to doubt Ayden, but was that possible? He's only three years old! "Now, don't be silly little guy. Do you want momma to read you the whole book or not?"

He squinted his eyes at me, obviously catching my disbelief. Damn he's smart! "No," he said snatching the book away from me, "I readin to you."

"Really?" I said, laughing lightly.

But before I could say any further, Ayden opened the book and began to read. He took his time, saying the words slowly and precisely, but he said them all. He even knew when line breaks were appropriate, most likely from practicing this story with Edward. Still, no matter how many times Ayden has been read this story, it amazed me that he could read this story. When he was finished, I couldn't find a way to pick up my jaw. I didn't have any verbal response to this, I was so amazed. Suddenly, someone was clapping and I looked up to see who it was. And of course, I didn't even need to look to know who it would be, I saw Edward standing in my door with a smile going from ear to ear. He seemed proud.

"Good job buddy," he said. Ayden stuck his tongue out at me before leaping off the bed and running to Edward.

"Daddy!" He cried, latching onto Edward's pant leg.

Edward scooped Ayden up into his arms and then kissed him on the forehead, "I'm so proud of you," I heard him whisper to Ayden. Afterwards he moved to my side, dropping a soft kiss to my lips. "Hey babe."

"Hi," I replied, moderately out of it.

Edward seemed to notice this. He sat down next to me, Ayden cuddling up to both us. "Is everything ok?"

I shook my head a little to clear it and then looked back at him. "Yea, I guess I'm just a little dazed by Ayden's brilliance."

"You should have seen him when I was helping him," Edward said, "I swear the kid is a genius. He barely needed my help."

"That's Ayden for you," I said, unable to control my laughter.

Edward joined me in laughing, but Ayden turned around to scowl at us. He was just about to tell us to stop when Edward but in, "Would you like to do something fun Ayden?"

His attention completely averted, Ayden nodded. "Yea yea, what I get to do?"

"Your grandpa Charlie is waiting to help you get changed, so go see him first and then momma and I will come downstairs and take you with us. We're going to my house, so you get to play with Ali!"

Ayden needed no more motivation. In a spilt second he was out the door and I heard him shouting for my father. Again, Edward and I both fell into a fit of laughter. Ayden was too precious for words. I was the first to recover and I suddenly realized what Edward said. We were going to his house. Going to his house...why? It surely wasn't just because of Alice. No, we must be doing something.

"We have to tell my parents Bella," Edward explained, pretty much reading my thoughts. He claimed I was very easy to read, but I swear he was so accurate all the time it was scary.

"Of course," I agreed, having completely forgotten about his parents.

To say I was nervous would be the understatement of the year. Here I was, sitting in Edward's living room with my three year old son, waiting for my boyfriend's parents to come downstairs so I could tell them I am two months pregnant with their son's child. Who wouldn't be nervous in this situation?

I must have been radiating my fear, because Edward squeezed my hand tight and leaned over to whisper in my ear, "Everything will be fine. My parents love you and will support us, just like Charlie."

Of course Charlie was accepting because he'd been through this already. Charlie hadn't gotten to see Ayden when he was just a baby however. Sure, he had Ayden now but he desperately wanted that time with Ayden when he was infant, since he never had it with me. Charlie had been upset when he first heard I was pregnant with Ayden and he believed, even though I told him it wasn't true, that because he reacted like that he never saw us. So at this point, he'd do anything to keep us around. Obviously he was forgetting about college. But with Edward's parents, this situation was entirely different. It was fine when I had a kid that wasn't Edwards, because then it wasn't his responsibility. But now that he had gotten me pregnant, they would care. They'd think he threw his life away. They'd be angry with me, saying I ruined their son. Here he was, ready to go off to some prestigious school and now he was stuck with me. All because we didn't use a condom. Of course they'd be mad. Possibly livid. I didn't really know what to expect.

"Hello," Esme's sweet voice grasped my attention. She was taking her seat across from us, Carlisle right behind her. I attempted to greet her back, but my voice wouldn't reach me. I was too nervous to speak.

"Hey mom, hey dad," Edward greeted them for me, but by the sound of his voice I could tell he was just as nervous as me. Oh great!

Ayden just waved at them from my lap. I looked to Edward, wondering if he was going to be the one to break the news or if I was. He shrugged, "It's up to you."

Up to me? Oh yea, leave the decision of who tells his parents I'm pregnant up to me…the hormonal pregnant girl! I'd already cried like nineteen times in the fast 30 hours, did he really think it would be a good idea to have me tell them? I'd probably break down in the middle of everything.

"Do you have something to tell us?" Carlisle asked after a moment of silence.

I didn't get a chance to answer him. Ayden was quick to answer, "I do," I smiled at my son, happy that his interruption bought me just a little more time.

"Oh, do tell us sweetheart," Esme encouraged Ayden to go on.

"I'm gonna be a big brother," he said proudly, pointing to his chest.

"What good news! Are you excited," Esme said instinctively.

"I so excited, I'm gonna read to the baby, I'm gonna feed the baby, I'm gonna do everythin for the baby!" As happy as I was to hear that Ayden was willing to help out with the baby, I couldn't help but stare at him in horror. Did he really just tell Edward's parents for us?

"That's...wait, what is he talking about Edward?" Esme finally realized what Ayden had said to her.

"Are you pregnant Bella?" Carlisle asked me.

"NO WAY!" Alice screamed from upstairs; she most likely had been eavesdropping. A stampede of feet were heard running down the stairs and suddenly I was being stared at by both Edward's parents, Alice, Rose, Jasper, and Emmett. And here I was, thinking this was going to be a private conversation.

"Yes," I whispered.

And the room exploded. Alice threw herself at me, hugging me close and demanding she was in charge of buying baby clothes. Rose was smacking Alice, telling her to let me go so she could look at her future god-child. Emmett was high-fiving Edward, saying his congratulations. Jasper was talking animatedly to Ayden about him being a big brother. Esme was crying, while Carlisle sat stock still. This went on for a few moments before Carlisle roared.

"EVERYBODY QUIET!"

No one moved an inch. All eyes were on Carlisle. "Let me get this straight?" He spoke slowly, rubbing his temples all the while. "You two had unprotected sex and now Bella is pregnant?"

All I could do was nod, a fake smile plastered on my face. I could only pray they would be happy. Or at least not kill us. If Edward's parents weren't supportive, I would just die. I stared at Carlisle's grim expression and felt my heart sink. He hated the idea. He was mad. No, he was livid. He would kill us both. Bring us back to life and then kill us again! How could we have thought our parents would just not care? Oh god. I could see it now, his parents disowning him and throwing him out of their home! It was awful. I couldn't let it happen.

"I'm so sorry," I cried, tears streaming down my face. "It's all my fault, don't blame Edward. Don't get mad at him. If you're mad at anyone, just be mad at me. Kick me out! Tell me to leave, just don't get mad at Edward."

Edward turned his eyes on me, "What are you doing?" He ground out, his voice low enough that only I could hear him. I ignored him however and continued staring at Carlisle.

"Blame everything on me, hate me, please just don't make Edward leave. Don't disown him!"

"Are you done?" Carlisle asked me. I nodded, unable to form a solid defense for Edward. Everything I kept saying sounded redundant and probably wasn't helping my case. It was hard, but I looked back at Carlisle and saw...laughter. Was he laughing at me? Did he think I was stupid? Were my pleas that embarrassingly pathetic? I should have never agreed to come here! I couldn't let them get angry with Edward. It was all my fault.

"Bella you crack me up," Carlisle began. I looked at him in confusion. Was that a good thing? "Why would we kick Edward out, let alone disown him?"

"I dunno," I mumbled. It did sound a little ridiculous and out of character for them. "Cause you're mad."

"Well I guess it's a good thing for Edward that I'm not mad," Carlisle said.

"What?!" Both Edward and I said simultaneously.

"Why would I be?" We shrugged. "You tell me that I'm going to get my first grandchild and you expect me to be angry? Are you serious, I couldn't be more thrilled?"

I looked at him as if he just told me we were all moving to Jupiter. "You can't be telling the truth."

"But it is. Am I right sweetheart," he said looking to Esme. She nodded, tears still leaking from her eyes. "You two are young, maybe that's why you assume we'd be mad, but you're also in love. You're both very responsible and have goals set for your lives. I can't be angry about this, even if I wanted to."

"I'm gonna be a grandma," Esme said happily.

"I'm gonna be a brother," Ayden reminded everyone. And we all laughed. Because there was nothing left to do but laugh. This was one of the happiest moments of my life. All I needed during this pregnancy was the support of Edward, our parents, and my friends. Everything else didn't matter.

Edward asked me to leave with him for a little while. Alice had no problem taking Ayden off our hands. Rosalie promised Ayden ice cream, while Emmett and Jasper said they'd play tag with him. When he heard this, Ayden completely forgot Edward and I existed. After speaking briefly with Carlisle and Esme privately, getting their full blessing about the baby, we left. I had no idea where we were going, but that didn't bother me. I was absolutely exhausted and the rhythm of the car ride lulled me. I fell asleep only a few minutes after getting into the car, probably because I hadn't slept adequately the last few nights. Last night I spent most of it speaking to Edward about the baby. The drive mustn't have been long, because when I felt the car stop I woke up. I looked to the clock to see only a half hour had passed. Instead of asking where we were, I looked at my surroundings. Directly in front of us was a bridge, over looking a gorgeous river. The sun was just setting, so it cast a pink and orange glow over the water. Everywhere around the bridge was full with color, whether it be the vibrant green grass or the numerous flowers that seemed to come out of no where. Everything seemed so alive. It was absolutely breath taking.

"It's beautiful Edward," I told him. "But what are we doing here?"

"Come with me," he said, getting out of the car. I followed suit and took my seatbelt off, sliding out of the car. He was at my side, hand ready to hold. He directed me to the bridge. I followed silently. He stopped and then I noticed he had something in his hands. It was my little black box. I gasped.

"Bella, you know that you mean everything to me, right?" He asked, his eyes looking deeply into mine. I nodded my head quickly. "Because of that, I would do anything to make you happy."

"I'd do the same," I agreed.

"Thank you," he kissed my lips softly before pulling away to continue. "I know it was very hard for you to open up to me completely. I want you to know, that I don't care about the past. You are who you are now. You are the girl I fell in love with. You are the girl I can never seem to get off my mind. You are the sexiest thing I've ever set eyes upon. I want nothing more than to be with you forever. But we can't be until you let go of your past. I understand how hard it must be, but I need you to understand that it's hard for me to see you in pain. So, I am giving you a choice you never knew you had."

"What's that?" I asked, inhaling deeply. I felt tears pricking at my eyes. Why was it I seemed to cry all the time now?

"I'm letting you erase your past," he said handing me the box. I looked down at it, and then back up at him, rather confused. "You are stuck on the old Bella. Well, in that box, is all that's left of her. Let go of your past Bella and step into the present. You're a wonderful person, whom I love with my whole heart. Throw away everything that ties you to the old Bella. If you throw that box off this bridge, then it will it is gone just like your past," and again, I looked at him with confused eyes, "It sounds silly, but Bella do you realize that everything you've held onto is what makes your miserable? If we throw it away, it leaves room to heal. Of course old wounds are the hardest to heal, but they will. I am going to be here every step of the way."

He was right, it did sound silly. But at the same time, it made perfect sense. All I had to do was throw it all away, literally. I had been holding onto so much baggage over the years, when it was not necessary. Why live in the past when my future looked so bright? I was only hurting myself by holding on.

I stepped forward, looking out at the river water. I held the box tightly over the edge. It was time. I was ready to move on. And finally, after all these years I let go.

And I was in Edward's arms immediately. Though I had felt like crying before, all I could do was laugh. Was that all it took? I just needed to throw everything away and accept my life as it was now? If it was, I'd been miserable for no reason.

"I'm happy my idea worked," He said after a long while.

"Thank you," I said, standing on my tip toes to kiss his lips. He kissed me back, more passionate than ever before. But I didn't get to enjoy our kiss for long, because Edward had to nerve to pull away. I wanted to slap his arm and tell him to kiss me again, but the look he was giving me kept my silent. His eyes were burning with such intensity and I had no idea why.

"No thank you," he said. I cocked my head at him, asking what he was talking about. "You have made me the happiest man alive Bella, and there is only one thing you could do that would make me happier."

Before I got a chance to ask him what that was, he was down on one knee, a velvet box in his hand. "Will you, Isabella Marie Swan, marry me and complete my life?'

I was speechless.

As the evil author I am, I ended it there. It's been a long run, but I'm FINALLY done with this story. It's my first completed fic EVER and I've never been so proud. You guys have been the best ever. It's really all because of you. I was so motivated by a bunch of your reviews. Actually, the idea for her throwing her stuff into the water was my last beta's idea. She was awesome, I miss her. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT AND LOVE! I love you all, with my whole heart.

TUNE IN because as soon as I get 60+ reviews for this chapter, or if I get impatient, I'm posting the sequel. It's going to be titled Story of my Life. That is subject to change, I'll let you know.