We were lucky the sun was out. I felt like it symbolized all of us as our lives started coming full circle. Laughing quietly to myself, I thought about how quickly things had changed. How much I had changed, even since I'd last thought about it at Emily's catastrophic dinner party.

"Who's a big boy?" I murmured to Evan, bouncing him up and down gently in my arms.

"When's Lucas gonna be home from work?" Emily asked, laying Arbor down in her crib.

"Lord knows, the kid works almost 24/7 for Jordyn and Ev, but it's most definitely worth it."

"How's the apartment coming along?"

"Jordyn loves it, when she's home of course. She decided to graduate early, there wasn't really any point in her sticking around, ya know? The girl had a 3.9 all throughout high school."

"Can we go see her?"

"I wouldn't, not until she calls at least. Her therapy sessions aren't always the best scheduled."

"Take it when ya need it, I suppose." Emily murmured, pulling all the clean clothes out of the dryer as I followed her into the laundry room.

I propped Evan up against my chest, patting lightly at his back after setting his bottle on the table.

"What's been the deal with Sam lately?" I asked quietly. "Jared said he's been worrying like crazy."

"Oh," Emily sighed. "That."

I raised an eyebrow at her as she swept into the living room, me trailing behind her as usual. "Sam's decided to take us to Forks."

"Forks? Why the hell would he move you guys to Forks?"

"He's…worried. About Arbor."

"Why the hell would Sam be worried about Arbor?"

"He's concerned about the environment down here. Doesn't want anything…weird to happen."

"You're kidding."

"He's a father, Kim. Do you think Jared would be any different?"

"Hell yeah I think Jared would be different. How can Sam be worried about Arbor getting Imprinted on?"

"Suppose I never told you about Claire, huh?"

"Claire?"

"My three-year old niece, and her new-found buddy Quil."

My jaw hit the floor.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"On a three year old?"

"I know, I know. I thought the same thing when I first heard, but it isn't anywhere near as bad as it sounds. Quil has no romantic feelings whatsoever, right now he's more of a protector, an older brother. Of course things will change as she grows up, there'll be different stages you know. He'll be a brother, her best friend, maybe even her husband when she gets old enough. It all depends on what she needs him to be at that point in her life."

I mulled the idea over in my head, pursing my lips as Evan hiccupped against my shoulder.

"I still don't like it." I grumbled.

"Trust me, neither do I, but you'll get used to it. We all will."

"I guess, if it's what's important."

"As soon as you see the way he looks at her, you'll understand." She smiled, Sam's folded shirts piling up on the couch.

"How's he supposed to be Alpha? He can't just leave the Pack like that." I frowned.

"Kim, the distance by car from La Push to Forks is only 15 minutes. Our boys can cover a mile in under a minute."

"Speaking of significant others," I murmured awkwardly. "Is it the same? For you and Sam I mean."

"It?"

"You know…"

"OH. Sex?"

I nearly dropped Evan on his poor little face.

"PFFT. SEX? WHO WAS TALKING ABOUT SEX? PFFT. NO." I sputtered quickly. "But you know, I mean if that's the direction you wanna take the conversation in…."

"Yes, it's still the same. Better, actually. The fact that we have Arbor just gave me one more reason to love him, one more thing to fight for in that poor bedroom."

"Poor bedroom?"

"Nearly tore the damn thing apart last wee-"

"OKAY. DO I HEAR THE DOOR?" I yelped, stopping her mid-sentence. Thankfully there was someone at the door, or else I would've needed a new excuse to keep from being exposed to Emily's sexual exploits.

Jordyn looked up at me sheepishly, a weak smile playing in across her face as the sun lined her silhouette. She was so pretty it hurt. I embraced her immediately, taking her somewhat by surprise. For the past weeks, Jordyn seemed stunned that any of us would still even look at her after her episode in the hospital, which was idiotic seeing as we spent most of our time convincing her that she was family, and therefore our love was unconditional.

Emily looked up from her laundry and beamed at us the second she saw Jordyn, nearly tossing the basket halfway across the room to get to her.

"How are you?" she cried, throwing her arms around my sister. Jordyn smiled and hugged her tightly.

"Better," she smiled brightly, kissing Em on the cheek. "Much better. I still can't thank you guys enough fo-"

"Oh, hush. I don't want to hear it," Emily smiled, offering Jordyn a cup of coffee. "What brings you around, stranger?"

"Well…I was just, I mean I thought maybe I could-"

"You wanna see her?" Emily asked, smiling mischievously. Jordyn nodded excitedly as Emily rushed upstairs to get Arbor, still beaming when she came down the stairs.

Jordyn's face lit up ten times more than usual as Emily set the small baby in her arms.

"Hello?" Em asked, flipping her phone open and holding it to her ear. She tapped her foot on the ground somewhat impatiently as she bustled around the kitchen, pulling out package after package of ingredients. The boys were coming home soon. "Mhmm. Okay, that's fine. I want you home by six, alright? Alright. Love you too, honey. Bye."

I leaned against the window, Evan still in my arms as we bathed in the sunlight together. Jordyn had gone from a flaky, stereotypical 18 year old senior in high school, to a mother. A griever. A protector, and a fighter, but one that loved more than anyone could ever imagine. She wasn't a little girl anymore, she was smart, she'd matured, she'd gone through the loss of a child, something most women haven't done in their entire lifetime. I missed her. She'd agreed to stay in counseling, promised that she would keep herself healthy and away from any destructive behaviors. We'd been in a hospital for a month, and the only thing that'd changed in our lives was us. La Push was still the same, sleepy town-school was still going to be school, the people still going to be the people, only these days people knew who we were and were proud to have us as a part of their lives.

Emily and Sam were the happiest I'd ever seen them. With Arbor able to go home with them, they felt complete. She was a beautiful little girl, had green eyes that came from God-Knows-Where, but anybody would be able to tell that she was Sam and Emily's, even strangers. Emily wasn't "along for the ride" anymore. She wasn't just a part of Sam's world, she was his world, and these days I couldn't be more proud of her. She'd gone from being a part of a kingdom to ruling it, shaping it, turning it into her own and being a strong foundation for her King.

And me? Well I couldn't imagine a life without Jared, a life without Emily and Sam or Jordyn and her new family. No matter how much fighting and screaming and blood and pain it'd taken, I'd built myself a safehose with these people-they were where I belonged, no matter what I was doing or how I was doing it. Jared was my rock, Emily my best friend, Katie and Brady my inspirations to always work things out. Jordyn was a goddess, a story I'd never forget while Sam was the father I'd never gotten to have. The little one in my arms, accompanied by his somewhat sister, they were the ones we'd tell our stories too, the ones who'd learn from us and grow from our mistakes while we helped them through making their own. I was nothing half a year ago, just your typical 16 year old girl praying that something good would happen to her. Maybe my story wasn't your typical happy ending, maybe I wasn't the heroine everyone always imagined, but I was Kimberly Conweller, soon to be Mrs. Kimberly Thail. This was the life I'd shaped our of what had been given to me, and I was never going to be happier.

"Is it over?" Jordyn asked quietly, sitting across from me with Arbor in her arms.

"Is it ever over?" I asked, hinting at our usual game.

"Never," Jordyn laughed lightly, stroking Arbor's cheek. "Never."

AHHH! It's over3 What did you guys think of the story? I'm very happy for Kim and Jared, while I was writing I was never 100% sure where their story would go, but I'm proud to say that they wound up in a very good place.

BUT, on to more important business: Who's story are we going to experience next?

Embry/Arbor?

Paul/WhoeverIMakeUpForHim or Rachel?

Claire/Quil?

Jake/Renesmee? Leave a review or message me letting me know which you'd like to hear about next! Whoever gets the most votes will be starting their story! Ready...set...vote!