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EPILOGUE


Renesmee...

I looked down at my hands, fiddling with my fingers as I waited for a silver car to appear. I sighed. I have been waiting - and sitting, if you ask me - here for like, thirty minutes. Since when did Edward Cullen come late? Surely, he was always in the nick of time. He never comes late. What's the hold up anyway?

I was at the mall right now and it was almost afternoon. I was getting hungry. My stomach was grumbling so hard. I am in no mood to eat human food. It has been three days since I haven't drink animal blood and now I'm craving for something to drink.

I ran a hand through my hair, looking at my watch again. Where the hell is Edward? I looked at the shopping bags that I was just carrying a moment ago. Technically, my aunt Alice wasn't here with me. I'm just shopping for new clothes since I was running out of new ones. And…I wasn't alone. I'm with my mom. Mom just went to buy something and told me that she will be back.

Well, apparently she didn't come back. All of my parents bailed on me, I think.

It has been at least five months since Mom and Dad were together again. Can you believe it? Five months already! I used to think it was humanly impossible but I was hoping that they would be together again. Grandpa Charlie actually married Seth and Leah's mom, Sue about three months ago. Even though Charlie is old - and also Sue too - they still want to spend their remaining lives with each other. Sue was still mourning for her daughter, Leah. Charlie didn't know that Leah died because of a vampire fight. They told him that Leah was kidnapped and later, was found in a dumpster - dead. We attended their wedding…and also the Cullens. Of course, I was the bride's maid and Mom was the maid of honor.

Alice kind of volunteered to be the one who's going to make and design the dresses. Whenever Alice is around, everything goes perfect. Charlie told us that Alice and Jasper visited Mom about eighteen years ago, searching for Mom. Back then, I didn't know that the Cullens were vampires and Edward was my dad.
Charlie was old enough to see the Cullens appearances. But he wasn't stupid. Half of the people who attended Charlie's small wedding were the officers in the police station in Forks, Washington and a few friends. Happily, no one noticed the Cullens. Well…The Cullens only attended the small reception at La Push beach. The treaty was changed now and the Cullens can come to La Push. Only if they wouldn't attack on their land.

The most embarrassing part of the wedding was Mom's mother, Renée and her husband Phil Dwyer. And look at this; I have a half-uncle and half-aunt. Though, I was older than them…chronologically, only. They were like, in their middle teens. Evangeline Emma Dwyer and Philip Adam Dwyer Jr. They were not twins but both of them have blonde hair. Of course, their parents are blondes. They look so cute, though. Philip looks like Mom, which made Grandma Renée laugh.

I remembered their reactions when Grandma Renée saw mom at the reception. The Cullens were actually at the corner, not even bothering to socialize with people. Especially Rosalie.

~*~*~*~

"Bella?" I heard an old, female voice a few meters away. I was at the table with the Cullens, talking animatedly with Alice when I heard the sound. Jacob was actually at Seth's table. As much as he wanted to sit right next to me, he couldn't leave the table because of his family. I understand that, though. Then I saw a woman, about in her early fifties. She had a shorty, sandy-colored hair with old blue eyes. Mom's head snapped when her name was called and her eyes widened. I guess they already know each other.

The woman gasped and covered her mouth with her right hand. "Oh my Gosh," She said, shocked. "It is you." I heard Uncle Emmett chuckle but didn't say anything. Mom was frozen for a minute before standing up from her seat - which was right next to Dad. I smiled at that - and went to the woman. She stood a few meters away from her, looking at the ground.

"You're here," The woman gasped. "I thought - Charlie told me that you - Why - ?" She stuttered.

"Yes. I'm sorry. I was…busy with things Mom." This time, my eyes were wide as saucers and my jaw fell open. What just did Mom say? Did she just say 'Mom'? If she's mom's mom, then she's my. . .

Oh for the love of all that's holy.

"Isabella Marie Swan," Grandma dearest scolded Mom. "You just disappeared from the face of the Earth and all you could say is 'sorry'?"

Mom held up her hands in front of her. "I'm not a child anymore, Mom. I'm… thirty-six!" She blurted out. I blushed and snorted. Quiet laughter filled the Cullen table on what they heard. I can't believe Mom just revealed her true age.

"I know but back when you were only eighteen, you ran away! Without even saying good bye to me, I might add." Renée said. I could see some of Grandpa Charlie's visitors looking at us.

"Uh, Mom? Can't we just do this privately? I don't want to make a scene and surely, you don't want to either." Mom said back. I relaxed and went to move at Mom's chair so that I could talk to Dad.

'So that's my Grandma?' I thought, looking at the unfinished food of Mom. At least, they were eating than not eating anything.

Dad smirked and nodded. "Yeah, it looks like your mom needs some help." He whispered and I looked at Mom. I could see it from her eyes that she was indeed annoyed at her mother right now. Like I was annoyed at Mom sometimes. Edward gave me a look and I stared at him back.

'What? Sometimes Moms can be so annoying.' I thought back.

Edward nodded, smiling. "Yeah, they can be." He agreed.

I'm glad someone's on my side. I fiddled with my fingers and looked around. 'So…I heard that you took Mom on a date last night.' I managed to keep up conversation.

Edward chuckled. "Uh, Renesmee. You're the one who set us up, remember?"

Oh, shit. I could be sometimes silly, aren't I? I blushed and smacked my palm on my face. Okay? So seriously. Mom and Dad were only dating, like, two nights in a month. Isn't that boring or something?

"How about you and Jacob?" Edward asked. I sighed. Dad kind of, well, accepted that Jacob imprinted on me but he doesn't accept Jacob, himself. Well at least, not yet.

"We're fine, Dad. Can you cut the chase? It's embarrassing. More embarrassing to talk with Mom, actually." 'I get uncomfortable, okay?' I thought. 'I wasn't the person who would always gossip about my dating status or love life, or whatever it is you call.' I grumbled. Actually, Jacob and I were slowing things down since I keep freaking out that I was going to screw up things. I'm glad that Jacob was patient with me and he respects that.

"Sorry," Dad apologized. "I'm just curious."

I huffed, rolling my eyes. "Sure you do." I said sarcastically.

Then I saw Grandpa Charlie walked up to Mom and Grandma Renée. Oh, this is going to be interesting. I scooted up to the right so that I could listen. I could see that Sue was entertaining some friends from afar.

"Charlie," I heard Renée said. "Can you explain to me why Bella's here?" 'Bitch much?' I thought.

"She's just upset that Bella ran away without saying good bye and now your Mom's here at Charlie's wedding." Edward stage-whispered to me. I narrowed my eyes at him playfully.

"Can you please leave my head for a little privacy, Daddy?" I asked sweetly.

Edward chuckled leaning away. "Sure, whatever you say, princess."

I groaned. "Could you guys stop calling me names? And I'm not a little girl, Dad. If you were with us when I was a little, you could've called me 'princess.'" The words were out before it could even pass through my eyes. Hopefully, Edward's lips tightened but it didn't reach his eyes. Sorry, Dad. I thought.

"It's okay. It was my fault." Edward said. Could we avoid the whole leaving thing? Edward nodded. "Sure. As I was saying. You're still my little girl. Even though I wasn't with you when you're little. I feel that you're still my little girl."

"Oh, Dad. You sound like I'm getting married and you're going to lose me." I joked.
Dad chuckled. "Well, I'll be prepared for that too." He said, suddenly looking at Jacob's table. Oh, please.

"Renesmee!" I heard Mom's voice. I suddenly stood up and went up to her, not even bothering to hesitate and to wonder what the reason was.

"Yeah?" I asked, completely ignoring my Grandma Renée. It's just so embarrassing. Mom turned to the old woman beside us and smiled.

"Mom, this is Renesmee. Renesmee, this is your. . . your Grandmother." Bella said, gesturing towards her. I took a deep breath and looked at my grandmother who had a concern look on her face. I smiled a little, flushed.

"Oh my. . . She has your brown eyes Bella. I still can't believe why you're wearing those awful golden contacts." Renée said. "She has your nose, too." She added. I was looking at my feet, pretending that I didn't care what she was saying.

"Told you so, Renée." Grandpa Charlie said, chuckling.

Renée ignored him. "How old are you. . . Renesmee? Wow. Your name's a mouthful." She asked, smiling lightly.

"I'm…going to be eighteen in a month. And yeah, my name's kind of mouthful." I replied.

"You're so beautiful, Renesmee. I am so very proud of Bella giving birth to a beautiful girl."

"That's because her father's a beautiful man." Mom added, smiling proudly at my father. I tried not to look at the Cullen family or worse, roll my eyes.

"Oh, don't be so shy Bella. You have a natural beauty." Renée said. "Of course, you got it from me. What mother tells her daughter isn't pretty?" Then, "That reminds me. I would like to see Renesmee's father, Bella."

'Be prepared, Daddy-o.' I thought, smiling just a little.

Mom was hesitating and before she could answer, I heard a loud yell.

"Mom!" A girl shouted. "Philip messed up my hair!" I turned around to see a blonde girl about several inches shorter than me. She was wearing a nice beige linen belted long line shirt and a black skirt. She was wearing light gray canvas boots which was long enough that it reached her knee. I was a little shocked that this girl would call Renée, mom. Oh, don't tell me. . .

"Evangeline!" Renée scolded. "Lower your voice, sweetie." She told Evangeline.

"But mom - "

"Enough. I don't want to hear your complaints about your brother today, Evangeline." Renée replied back.

"Why won't you talk to your Dad about it?" Renée suddenly muttered, too low for Evangeline to hear.
Evangeline rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"So, this is Evangeline. I haven't seen you in reality, Evangeline but you sure look like your mother." Charlie remarked.

"Honey," Renée said. "This is Charlie." She said and Evangeline greeted him. Then, a boy with a sandy-colored hair came up to us. He was about to say something when Evangeline cut him off.

"Don't talk to me," She hissed. Hissed? I guess this is his brother, Philip.

The boy snorted. "I wasn't even talking to you. I would like to congratulate Uncle Charlie." The boy said, gesturing towards Charlie. Charlie nodded.

"This must be Philip." Charlie greeted. "You're grown up now. Just like Evangeline, I haven't seen you in person since today."

"Well, I know you. I remembered when I was a little, I picked up the phone when it was ringing and it was actually you." Philip said.

"Oh, yeah." Charlie smiled, remembering the memory. Then, not being rude actually, I cleared my throat.

"Oh," Renée said, going back to reality. She went to Mom's side and held her hand. "You're cold sweetie." Renée said.

Mom shrugged. She was used to lying. "I'm just cold, that's all."

Then Renée went back to work. "Evangeline, Philip this is Bella -- "

"What the - ?" Evangeline almost shrieked. Philip's eyes widened and was gaping at Bella. "Do you mean the real Bella Swan?"

"Yes," Mom said. "I'm Bella. You must be my. . . half-siblings." She smiled lightly. They were still gaping but contained it a moment later.

"Wow," Philip said, astound. "I remembered you though. . . In pictures actually. You're still the same, instead you're more. . . pale and have golden eyes -- " Okay. . . Was he that observant?

Then Charlie stepped in. "And this is Renesmee. Bella's daughter."

Their faces were more shocked than ever.

~*~*~*~

I laughed at the memory of Evangeline and Philip's faces when Charlie said that I was Bella's daughter. They couldn't believe I was a hell lot older than them and they were my aunt and uncle. I looked back at my watch, it was already afternoon. Did I just wait here in this very bench for an hour? Are they insane, or what?

Where the hell are they?

Or…

Maybe they met up with each other and did something together, totally forgetting that they had a child to pick up. I can assure you that I am not a child. I'm a grown up woman right now - excluding it physically - but they're older than me.

Get a grip of yourself, Ness! I thought.

Ever since Jacob started calling me Nessie or Ness, instead of Renesmee, everybody's been calling me that too. I didn't mind though, but Mom sure did.

She thought that it was an insult and thought Jacob named me from the Loch Ness monster. Silly Mom.
Then another memory flooded through me as if they were like blood in my veins.

~*~*~*~

"Hey, Ness!" I heard Uncle Emmett shout from the kitchen. He was actually baby-sitting me! I mean, what the hell is wrong with the world today? Mom already knew that I can take care of myself while Jacob went out of town with his friend to celebrate his sister, Rachel's, engagement party. Jacob was shocked that Paul, one of the strongest fighters of the pack and the number one most hot-headed, imprinted on his dear sister when she came to visit the family. Poor Jacob. But I guess, he'll live through it. He just needs to be patient.

"Yeah?" I asked, flipping through the magazines of Aunt Alice. I was at the Cullen house with my Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie. Rosalie and I were trying to start up some friendship relationship. But, Rosalie was being difficult. . . Well, only a little. She can be a tough bitch sometimes but deep inside, she's good in heart. Carlisle and Jasper were hunting while Alice and Esme were shopping.

"Someone wants to talk to you!!" Emmett sang. I rolled my eyes and put the magazine back where it belongs. Emmett can be a kid sometimes. I went to the kitchen and saw him standing beside the phone stand, with the phone on his hand.

Emmett gave it to me and I took it gingerly, putting the phone quickly against my ear. But before I could open my mouth to say something, I covered the receiver, using my hand, mouthing, "Who the hell is this?" to Emmett.

Emmett grinned but didn't say anything. Then, Rosalie came strolling inside the kitchen, saying, "It's your Momma dearest."

I gaped, and put the phone back on Emmett's shock hands, apparently I touched his skin.

'Are you effin' serious?' I thought. I know that Emmett could hear me since I have this kind of particular gift that others don't have. They say that I am special. Yeah, right. 'Mom is on a freaking date, not a mall!'

Aunt Alice kind of…forced Mom and Dad to have a date since they have been together – well, they did kiss so that's why they're together (duh!) - and after a few hours of Alice pleading, they finally gave up in Alice's magical spell. I swear, she's my kind of idol. Mom and Dad never tried to date or anything, I guess they don't want to rush things and wanted to start all over again.

"Uh, Nessie is busy right now." Emmett blurted out. Rosalie chuckled while I slapped my forehead, shaking my head. Wow. Nice answer, Uncle Em. I could hear from the other line that Mom was asking what I was doing. "Uh. . . I don't know. She's doing something in her room." Oh for the love of all that's holy. Could he have a better answer? Emmett said something then covered the receiver with his hand.

"What the hell am I going to say? That your busy making out with Jacob?" Emmett whispered. By the volume of his voice, I could tell he doesn't want Mom to know. Hell, we don't even want her to know. I mouthed to Rosalie to get a pad. She agreed, finding this quite amusing – well, so was I – and came back with a pen and pad before I could even blink. That's why I told her to do it, since she's faster than me.

I wrote down what I was thinking and I could hear from the other line that Mom was being stubborn by telling Uncle Emmett what I was doing. Shit, I gotta write faster. Rosalie snorted when she saw what I wrote and I shoved the pad to Emmett. He was confused while scanning the paper.

"Uh. . . Bella," Emmett said, reading the paper. "Nessie is drawing right now. She told me not to bother her or her inner artist would disappear."

Mom paused. "Okay, I'll call again later." She said then added, "And, can you stop calling her Nessie? It's not nice if we keep--"

Then Rosalie grabbed the phone from him. I was kind of panicking, since she and Mom don't really get along with each other. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bella. Go and have fun with your date! Seriously, it's a date! You can't just call up Renesmee in a middle of a date!"

Then Emmett stole the phone from his wife's hands. "Okay. Good bye, Bella!" And with that, he hung up.

~*~*~*~

So that was the story of me, my uncle and my aunt almost getting into trouble because of some date and nonsense. I remembered though, after Jacob attended his sister's engagement. He gave me an invitation - a freaking invitation – to his sister, Rachel's, wedding. We rode his new motorcycle and my parents don't even know. Yeah, I got busted.

~*~*~*~

"Okay, seriously Jake!" I half-whispered, half-exclaimed at him as I climbed off his motorcycle. I was glad I'm using a not-so very long…and not-so very short either skirt. I pulled my helmet from my head and gave it to him. We were in a church in Port Angeles and I could smell so many wolves. Well, the groom is a wolf.

"It's okay, Ness. Chillax." Jacob told me, giving me his arm. I eyed it suspiciously. Was he really doing this? I sighed, giving up and took it. He escorted me towards the church doors and I saw Seth with the other members of the pack.

They whistled when they saw us and I blushed, looking away. I could see that the other people, who do not know me, were staring at us. I saw a woman with long, dark hair that reached up to her waist stood up. She was tall and had dark brown eyes like Jacob. She was…old now, but not that very old since she looks like she was in her middle thirties.

"Guys," the woman scolded and the boys behaved but they were still staring and chuckling at us. Jacob let go of my arm and I was left alone at the side of the chairs, not knowing what to do. Jacob came up to the woman and wrapped her arms around him.

"Oh, Jacob." said the woman, patting his back. "I can't believe that you still look young when you have to be a few years younger than me." I heard her whisper to him. Jacob pulled away and grinned at the woman. I was getting suspicious with this woman right in front of my Jacob. Wait, did I just say my Jacob? Was I getting overboard at this? We are dating for two months right now and we were officially together for the last month.

"Sis, I'm a werewolf, remember?" Jacob joked, and the woman rolled her eyes. That occurred to me that this was Jacob's other sister, Rebecca, Rachel's twin sister.

"Yeah, whatever Jake." Rebecca said, slapping his arm lightly. Then she stared at me before a smile lit up her face.

Jacob followed her direction and grinned when he saw me. I bit my lip, looking down. This was seriously embarrassing. I heard footsteps before I recognized Jacob held my hand as we walked to his sister.

"So, this must be the infamous Renesmee Cullen." Rebecca said. I shifted uncomfortably when she called my last name Cullen since I wasn't. My mom and dad didn't even make it official yet. But I was still their daughter so what the hell.

"Yes," I whispered, still looking down.

"Oh, sweetie." Rebecca said softly. "Don't be afraid, I'm not that really kind of protective and scary." She said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Yeah, right." Jacob said sarcastically. Rachel just shook her head and smiled at her little brother. Then she turned her attention to me once again.

"Welcome to the family, Renesmee." She said, winking at Jacob before taking her seat right next to a tanned man in a suit. She left me gaping. . . I mean, what the hell? I don't understand the meaning behind those damn effin' words!

Jacob sighed and took his place next to Embry. They punched their fists together, somewhat greeting each other. I still can't understand what are in the minds of those werewolf boys.

Then a little girl came up to us. She was somewhat between fourteen or fifteen. As if she was the same age as me in my body. She had short brown hair but it was shiny. Jacob saw her and smiled. The girl giggled, saying, "Hey Uncle Jake."

My eyes widened. Now, Jacob's an uncle? Surely, this must be Rebbecca's daughter. Jacob wrapped around his massive arms around the small girl, squeezing the life out of her. I smiled at the scene before me.

~*~*~*~

That was one of the bizarre things that happened in my life after the battle. Meeting Jacob's other family and witnessing a wedding. Finally, I got to stop thinking back. . . I'm dead tired sitting here at this very bench. Then I grabbed my cellphone from my pocket and started dialling Dad's number. But before I could press the 'call' button, I saw a dark figure beside me. I yelped and saw a guy. He was probably a few inches taller than me since I was a tall lady. He had blonde hair and had blue eyes. I guess, from his face that he was…a bit younger than me. But I tried not to cringe when he smiled at me…seductively. Ew.

"Hey, are you alright?" Pervert guy asked. "You've been sitting here on this bench for almost an hour." He said. I groaned, shaking my head. Now, people are starting to notice what's wrong with me.

"Sorry," I said. "I was just waiting for my ride, which was supposed to be here, like, an hour ago."

The guy grinned and I wanted to gag. "I have a car…maybe I could --." Oh for the love of all that's holy! I could say this is a lot of times if I have to.

"No, it's okay. I was about to call my ride and I'm sure my brother won't be please if he comes here and found nothing." I lied. Edward wasn't my brother. He's my Dad. But if Edward saw us here and this perverted guy thinks that he's my Dad - oh, the boy's gonna freak out!

"Oh," Was all the boy could say. "I'm Adam Newton, by the way." the boy said, grinning at me. I smiled just a little. I wasn't fond of this.

"Carlie Masen," I told him, lying again. Well, Carlie is my name but it's my second name. And Masen…well, you get it. I don't want this dude to know the real me.

"I haven't seen you around before," Adam said. I sighed, shrugging my shoulders.

"I'm new here," I lied again. Before Adam could say anything, I heard someone call his name. We saw a woman, around her middle thirties or something, walking up to us. She had short, light brown hair that hang loosely on her shoulders.

Adam groaned and said, "Goodbye, Carlie. I hope we'll see each other again." With that, he left after winking at him. I was seriously grossed at this guy. Where the hell is Dad?! I heard him asked the woman, "What, Mom?" Then the woman started babbling.

"Who were you talking to Adam? Don't tell me it's one of the Allen girls." The woman said, then she saw me. Her mouth fell open and her eyes widened. Whoa. Since when did I get that reaction to people? A man, who had blond hair and blue eyes - the same ones like Adam - approached them.

"Jessica, Adam. What are you guys talking about? We're late for the party --," He followed the woman's gaze and he studied me before his eyes widened. All I have to say is that these people are crazy. I looked away from the family and continued to press the 'call' button. I pressed the phone against my ear and waited for a couple of rings.

"Hello?" A familiar, feminine, voice asked. Shit. Is this my mother? Maybe I mistakenly dialled Mom's number.

"Mom?" I asked, dumbfounded. I could see from the corner of my eye, the family was gone. Thank Goodness. "Why - Did I - Is this even the right number? Where are you?" I asked.

I heard a pause. "I'm. . . I'm, well, I'm at the house -- "

"You're at the house?" I exclaimed, betrayal flooding through me. I sat here for an hour, waiting for my mother, and she was actually at the freaking damn house! "Why haven't you told me? You should have taken me with you! I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere, Mom! My butt hurts like hell sitting here for an hour!" I yelled. I forgot that I was a public place and looked around. I was embarrassed that half of the people there were looking at me. Shit. I blushed and lowered my voice

"Renesmee, calm down it's just --," Mom started but I cut her off again.

"It's just what, Mom? And, where the heck is Dad?" I demanded. Another pause.

"He's going to pick you up, sweetie. Don't worry." Mom said. I was about to say a sarcastic response when I spotted the silver Volvo parking in the driveway.

"Dad's here. I'll call you later." I said, hanging up. I didn't even bother to hear her, my damn butt was just so tired. I grabbed the shopping bags and went to the car. I frowned when I realized I was going to sit another hour on the drive. This is so much kill joy.

"Why the hell are you late, Dad?" I demanded, glaring at him after slamming his door.

"Careful with the door, Renesmee." Dad said, his voice in a scolding tone. Then he glanced around. "Where's Bella?"

I sighed. "She's already at the house. Don't give me that look. I don't even know too, okay?" I told him. Edward nodded. "So why are you late?"

"I did something at the house." Dad pulled away from the driveway and sped up to the road.

'What house?' I asked.

"My house." Edward responded. I looked at him curiously. I think he's trying to hide something. I know that he could hear me but, he doesn't even want to press it. Definitely, something is up.

"What were you doing at the house?"

"I discussed things with my family." He said, whispering a little.

So…this is a coincidence. Dad was at his house while Mom went to our house. "Does that include Mom?"

Edward chuckled, shaking his head. "Unfortunately, no."

I shrugged and shifted uncomfortably at my seat.

Dad parked his car outside the Cullen's house and I looked at him curiously. What the? 'This isn't even my house, Dad! I live ten blocks away from you, remember?'
Edward didn't say anything, he just smiled. Now, this is getting creepy as usual. He unbuckled his seat belt and went outside of the car. I just looked around, wondering why we were at the Cullen house. I gave up and unbuckled my seat belt. Just when I was free from being tied, Edward opened up the door for me. Well, thank you Daddy.

"Can you tell me? The suspense is killing me! Please!" I begged as we neared the door.

"I can't tell it to you." Edward said.

"And why not?" I asked stubbornly, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Because. . . It's a surprise." Edward said, opening up the door.

"For your information, Dad. I inherited the 'I hate surprises' from Mom." I replied, stepping inside the house. I stopped dead when I saw candles scattered at the edges of the room. There were rose petals on the ground and I could smell something good.

W. T. F.

"Um. . . It's not Valentine's Day today, is it?" I asked lamely. When I looked at my Dad, he had the same surprise expression on his face. I guess he does not know about this.

"Alice," Edward groaned, hanging his head. Then, a dark and black figure came bounding from the stairs in a flash.

"Hey, Edward!" Alice said enthusiastically.

"Alice. . . What is this?" I asked, moving around so that I could see the designs.

"Oh, I just made it in the last hour after your Dad picked you up." Alice said, grinning. Edward groaned again. Maybe he heard something in Alice's mind that he dislikes so much.

"For what? Was it somebody's birthday today?"

Alice giggled but she wasn't the one who answered. Carlisle came strolling from the kitchen. "No, it's not, Renesmee."

"Then what is it for?" I insisted.

Carlisle bit his lip. Wow, Carlisle Cullen biting his lip? Weird. . . " Edward wanted to propose to Bella today and Alice got overboard --," He was interrupted by a shriek.

And that shriek came from me.

Am I hearing those words? Or am I just delusional or completely insane right now?

Did I hear the words correctly?

Was Dad going to freakin' propose to Mom?

"Fucking shit," I cursed, still surprised and overwhelmed. Edward and Carlisle cringed when they heard me curse but I ignored it.

"Sorry," Edward started. "I know, I am supposed to ask permission to you first before proposing to her but. . . I was scared that you wouldn't."

That caught me off guard. "Why would you think that? I told you this is what I wanted. I am a Cullen and always will be a Cullen. And you know what? You don't even need to ask permission from me…but. . . Did you ask permission to Charlie?"

"Yes," Edward said simply. "Of course, it's Bella's father. And he's her daughter."

"Well, this would be awkward," I said. "What if he recognizes us clearly this time? Then he will recognize we don't age."

"He won't." Alice replied. "His eyes are not as strong compared to his almost twenty years ago. But, he could still notice our faces, but not the details."

That calmed me. I looked around then remembered something. "I called Mom and she picked the phone up and she told me she was at the house."

Then, I saw Alice reacted when I said that. She didn't kidnap her or anything, did she?

"Alice?" Edward growled at his sister. Alice sighed, giving up.

"Okay, okay! It's my fault! When you announced that you're going to propose to Bella, I kind of panicked, since she's one of the people around the world who was so stubborn. I have no choice and asked Jasper and Emmett to kidnap her." Alice explained.

"You kidnap Bella?" Esme's voice filled the air. "Alice, this is not how I raised you for fifty years, honey. This is bad."

"You, at least, didn't tell her right? About the proposal?" Edward demanded, fisting his reddish brown hair.

"No silly. She doesn't know." Alice said.
I groaned. "Dad, why won't you do it now? So we could get this over with?" I asked.

"Yes, I think it's the best." Carlisle agreed. "If you really love her son, and you really want to be with her, why hesitate?"

Edward looked at our faces and a moment later, he sighed.

"Sorry, I wasn't used to this kind of thing." Edward said, running a hand through his hair. Then he went for the door. "Wish me luck,"

My eyes widened. Was he serious? "Oh, you're not getting away from me Papa Bear. I'm going with you."

Alice giggled, muttering, "Papa Bear"

Edward studied my face. 'Please? Pretty please?' I pleaded in my thoughts. I gave him the puppy dog face, and like everybody else, he gave up.

"Okay,"


Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie and I watched as Dad and Mom strolled on the meadow. Mom still had no clue on what's going on. Emmett brought a video camera so that he could record Dad proposing to Bella, so that he could upload it on YouTube and title it, 'Man sparkling while proposing to a girl who's sparkling'. No, I'm just kidding.

Then, Emmett started recording when Dad held Mom's hand. "I know that the decades and days have been hard for us, Bella. And, that I still regret it when I left you with Renesmee almost two decades ago. That you think I didn't love you anymore. But the truth is that I never stopped loving you. And never will."

"Edward?" Mom whispered. "What are you talking about?" She said, smiling. I could guess that she's thinking, 'Is he insane?'

"What I'm saying is," then he knelt down in front of her on one knee. I almost cracked up when I saw Mom's face. Her eyes were wide as saucers and her mouth was open that I think a dog can fit in there. Rosalie and I grasped our hands together, obviously excited.

"Isabella Marie Swan," he paused, opening the box. "Will you marry me?"

Mom was still shock and I could see her lips trembling, like she was about to cry…if she could cry. Then when it seemed like forever.

"Yes." Mom whispered. "Yes." She said again. "Yes!" She screamed, smiling. Dad slipped in the ring on her finger and Mom attacked Dad by wrapping her arms around him. She pressed her lips against his and they melted into each other.
I didn't notice that the tears were brimming over my cheeks.

"And cut," Emmett whispered, sounding like a director. Rosalie slapped his arm and Jasper laughed. Dad and Mom noticed us, and they both grinned.


I cut the cake, looking around. I was very hungry and I don't want people to see me looking like a pig. When I placed the ice cream cake on my plate, I grabbed a fork and started eating it on my way to the table. I am so glad that I changed my clothes after being the maid of honor so that if this cake falls, the white dress won't stain.

I bumped into a couple dancing and I saw Sam and Emily. Emily is Sam's wife and she was very nice to me.

"Whoops," I said. "Sorry Sam. Sorry Emily."

Emily and Sam smiled. "It's okay, Nessie. Now, go and eat your delicious cake because I am a little bit busy here." She joked while Sam laughed.

I giggled and rolled my eyes. "Sure, Emily."

I went to the table and started eating the cake properly. No one was at the table since all of the people there were dancing. I caught a glimpse of Mom on Dad's arms as they both swayed with the music. Actually, Dad was the only one swaying. Mom's dancing improved just a little after becoming a vampire.

Mom looked so happy. I had never seen her happy before. It's almost as if she was glowing both inside and out. And Dad…well, he doesn't look like a brooding vampire anymore.

They are both married and finally together forever.

"Hey," I heard a familiar, deep voice behind me. I didn't look behind me since I already knew who he was.

"Hey," I greeted as Jacob sat right next to me. He was very handsome wearing that black tuxedo that Alice bought for him.

"How are you taking it?" Jacob asked.

"I'm wonderful." I told him. "I'm very happy." I smiled and looked back at my Mom and Dad. Mom was leaning against Dad's chest and I couldn't help but feel awed. While I looked at them, I speared the cake and shove it inside my mouth.

"Oops," Jacob said, grabbing a napkin. "You have something there." He told me as he brushed the icing away from my face. I couldn't help looking at his dark eyes. It's like when I look at them, I feel safe. Jacob tore his eyes off my cheek and looked into my eyes too. He dropped his hand and placed it on his lap.

I felt the electricity flowed through us when we stared at each other. Then, my heart started pounding when Jacob leaned in to me.

I could do this. 'I'm ready.' I thought. I leaned a little, afraid that I might do something wrong. But I do want this to happen. Our noses were almost touching and our lips were centimeters apart when Jacob stopped.

He paused for a minute and I thought he was going to continue to kiss me but he didn't. Instead, he pulled away and cleared his throat.

What the hell?

The blush crept to my cheeks, looking away. Then I heard someone call Jacob's name. Jacob stood up and…shit, he was going to freakin' leave me!

Before he could leave, I grasped the collar of his shirt and pressed his lips into mine. Jacob was shocked but gave in and started kissing me back. I pressed my fingers on his cheek and thought, 'You're not getting away until you kiss me.'

Jacob chuckled and pulled away. I pouted. He laughed. "Never, Renesmee. I will never ever leave you." Then he pressed his lips onto mine and it was soft this time.

I think we got a little bit overboard because the next thing I knew, we were both on the floor. I saw Mom and Dad snapped their heads at our direction, stopping their dance.

In relief, Jacob and I broke apart before they saw us kissing. I giggled and Jacob laughed. We had the attention of the people and I saw Alice giggling.

Good thing Grandpa Charlie went out to the restroom so that he didn't see us kiss.

I slapped Jacob's chest, still laughing. Mom and Dad smiled at us and I smiled back at them.

Nothing would be better than this.


AN: *Cries* I can't believe this is finished! It was fun writing this. :D I'm so overwhelmed by all the reviews, the people who favorited this story, people who story-alert. :D I really love you all. I wasn't expecting this to be successful. I really appreciate for everything you guys did. :D

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I would like to thank FrEaKaZoID08 for being a very supportive friend, beta, and reader. I'm gonna miss you, girl! Seriously!! And also Rose Everdeen, who is currently missing but I will keep in touch with her again. :D

I have an O/S written, like, three months ago about the New Year's! And since, many people PM'ed me instead of reviewing, saying that I should continue it - I finally gave up and decided that there should be a continuation. But it's not that long like Falling Over Me Again. :D :D

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Diandra