(AN) And this is the last entry in this story :-) Everybody has been saying that Jacob and Cass need some closure, so I actually added to this epilogue. Originally, the "Five Years in the Future" part wasn't there, but I felt you guys needed to see that Jacob and Cassie do get a happy ending. Also, I'm aware that there are a lot of open holes in this story, and so I'm allowing questions. If you have any questions about a particular character, Bella and Cassie's past, etc, review and ask it. Granted, there are some questions I can't answer because they'll be answered in the sequel, but I will try and answer most of them :-) I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope all of you enjoy "Earth on Fire"

Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight…Don't own Twilight…Don't own Aersmith's "Dream On" either…

d4ni3ll3: Ooops, sorry . It was originally February 15, but that's my cousin's birthday, so I changed it :-p Hope you enjoy the story now that it's complete, and if you want, check out the sequel "Earth on Fire"

Count.Applesauce: And it's finished! I'm a little sad, I must admit. Hope you enjoy Earth on Fire!

BethJavensen: Wow, I can't believe it's over . I added onto this epilogue almost exclusively for you :-p But I'm glad I did, it does wrap it up better. I'd have to say I gave them more than a small bit of happiness, Echo is going to be quite the daddy's girl :-)

Epilogue: Rearview Mirror

"Daddy. I'm a witch." The words rang in the hospital room like a knife as my father looked at me.

"A wiccan? The religion? Okay, sweetheart, if that's what you…" He had brought a stuffed teddy bear that I clung to as Jake's arm rested on my shoulders.

"No, Dad. A witch. A really powerful one, we both are." Zack explained. William looked at us blankly, so I felt the teddy bear slowly rise from my grip to float above my bed. "We can do things like this dad. Really awesome, weird things. We fight evil, in a lot of different forms. Mom was a witch too."

"Why are you telling me this?" He asked, his eyes wide, skin pale. "Why now? Right after Cassie just…" He looked at me, unable to say the word 'miscarry'. I sighed.

"What happened to me…an evil witch got to me. That's how I went into labor. Jacob saved me." I said softly, holding onto Jacob's hand for dear life. "But…when we killed him, we were technically breaking the rules. So, we need to disappear, and we wanted to let you know we'll make sure they won't come after you."

"How?" He questioned. I felt numb inside when I answered him.

"We're all going to die."

The envelope in my back pocket felt entirely too heavy as we climbed into my beloved mustang. It had my new identity in it, arranged and forged with help from the Cullens. Cassie Noire, my new name, was emblazoned on my new driver's license. Only one thing was left to do: Kill Cassandra Luwen.

This was a simple enough task, it felt to me like she was already dead. It required humongous amounts of preparation, though. We knew our stunt wouldn't fool any other witches, but they would never have imagined we'd tell our father the truth. We would protect him with our fake deaths, along with Stella's witch parents in Texas. They would believe we had done it all to fool our parents.

Zack and Stella were still dumping out bottles of beer on my floor, tossing the empty bottles to the side. They laughed happily and sang along with the radio, but I couldn't laugh or smile.

My daughter was dead. Tears blurred my vision for a moment and I gripped the steering wheel tightly. I could hear the Pacific Ocean outside, roaring and crashing. We would go out like true spoiled rich kids, and no one would ever guess our pain. The pain of losing our lives, the pain of losing a child, not being able to protect each other. I took a deep, shaky breath.

"You guys should blink out now. I'll call you in a couple days." I said softly. Zack smiled at me, and suddenly my rearview mirror was empty, the couple in the back seat gone. California State Route 1 seemed a whole lot more dark.

I wondered idly where they had gone. Stella had been talking about wanting to see Egypt, and I was certainly sure Zack would take her wherever she wanted as long as it was safe. We had killed a councilman, burned him, without going through any procedures, without giving him a trial, despite the fact that it was well known he was guilty. To the council, we were worse than rogue, we were murderers. And yet, I couldn't bring myself to regret his death, even if it forced us into hiding. I had never told anyone but my family about La Push and Forks, I would be safe there. Zack and Stella had always longed to truly see the world.

I could see my life, alone in the dark. I could see every choice I'd made in startling clarity. I'd enslaved myself, I'd run away, I had led and followed. Each decision had brought me closer to Jacob, my heart thawed at the thought of his name. Jacob, who still loved me, Jacob, whose pain was mine, Jacob, my redemption.

I closed my eyes as the highway passed me by. I was numb at the moment, I had to be to carry this out, but I knew it bother Jacob. Behind my closed eyelids, I could see him, waiting patiently in front of our home. I could see Zack and Stella lounging by the French Riviera. I could see Bella running through the forest with Edward, her eyes molten gold. I kicked off the cruise control and I slammed on the gas, watching the speedometer quickly rise. I reached over and slowly turned the music up.

Every time that I look in the mirror

All these lines on my face getting clearer

The past is gone

It went by like dust to dawn

Isn't that the way

Everybody's got their dues in life to pay

I know what nobody knows

Where it comes and where it goes

I know it's everybody's sin

You got to lose to know how to win

"Farewell Misery." I said bitterly as I punched the gasoline, my hands wrenching the steering wheel to the left. The car began to spin, lurching across the deserted highway. As it crashed through the guard rail, I concentrated very hard, not bothering to look toward the rising ocean. The steering wheel was no longer in my hands and I let out my breath, not bothering to open my eyes. I was free from my old life. Slowly, my eyes opened, and I took in the cloudy night sky and the rust colored wolf in front of me, grinning widely.

"Jacob." I whispered, reaching toward him. Tears fell down my face as I wrapped my arms around my wolf, collapsing against him. Suddenly, I was no longer holding onto the wolf that was my protector, but the man who I loved more than my own life. I clutched his shoulders as his arms curled around me, lifting me up and carrying me into our home, the one he'd been working so hard on to get ready for the baby we would never have.

"Cassie." He whispered softly. "It's over. Nothing will ever hurt us again."

In the light of the breaking dawn, bathing us both in red and gold, I believed him.

Five Years Later (Jacob's POV):

"Jacob Black, I am going to kill you!" She squeezed my hand even tighter as she swore, wincing in pain. I winced too; her pain was mine in so many ways. The hospital monitors beeped too loudly, the smell of blood was toxic.

Then there was a loud, shrill cry. I gasped at the beauty of it, looking from my wife's face, to the doctor, who held the crying baby in his arms. Our baby.

"Cassie, she's beautiful." I whispered reverently.

"Would you like to cut the cord, daddy?" The doctor asked brightly and I left Cassie's side, following the doctor's orders, hardly able to keep my eyes off the little girl in his arms. Her hair was as dark as mine, an untidy mop on top of her head. When I cut the cord, her eyes popped open, stunning me back to the very first time I'd met Cassie.

"She has your eyes, Mrs. Black. They're such a pretty, unusual color." A nurse noted. Cassie's eyes widened, but she didn't see anything. The doctor carefully handed her to me.

She was so tiny and fragile. My hands seemed instantly too large, too rough, and too clumsy to hold this darling little angel. She cried softly and I tried to bounce her up and down.

"Can I see her?" Cassie asked, her arms held up. The doctor nodded and I carried her to her mother, passing her off into Cassie's slim arms where she seemed to fit so much better.

"Why are her eyes purple?" I whispered softly, worried.

"I don't know." She answered honestly. "And I don't care, whatever reason, we'll deal with it. God Jacob, she's perfect." Her voice, tired and rough, was wrapped in love. Tears fell down her flushed cheeks as she held our little girl.

"What's her name?" The nurse asked, as taken with our baby as we were.

"Echo." I answered. "Echo Isabella Black."

"That's so unique…I love it." The nurse gushed. "By the way, there's a small army waiting for word in the waiting room." We laughed.

"Go tell them she's normal and healthy." Cassie demanded and I got up, looking wistfully over my shoulder as I exited her room. Before I had even turned the corner to the waiting room, I could hear the hoots and hollers.

"She's gorgeous!" I announced as I entered the room. There was the pack, every single one of them. Emily must have left the kids at her sisters with Claire, I thought as I noted the absence of her two toddlers. Kim was there, holding her own baby, only a few months old. Lucy was sitting down, ready to explode any day now and so pregnant she could hardly walk. Embry, Jared, and I all chuckled and liked to think the girls had made some sort of pregnancy pact to have kids all at the same time. Cassie had just laughed when I asked about it.

But most surprising was Zack, leaning against the wall beside Paul, his arms wrapped around Stella's waist.

"You two made it!" I laughed, high fiving him and giving Stella a kiss on the cheek. "Where were you?"

"Las Vegas, actually." Stella said, she was beaming. "Zack and I are going to start trying for our own baby now."

"She finally talked me into it." Zack said dramatically. "How's Cassie?"

"Beautiful. Echo is beautiful too. She has Cassie's eyes." I gushed.

"Weird." Zack murmured, but he didn't seem to be too concerned.

"When can we see her?" Someone yelled in the crowd. I laughed.

"Two at a time!" But nobody listened to me, they all rushed past in a big crowd. I chuckled, on top of the world, turning on my heel.

Then I smelled it, sick and sweet. I growled, turning on my heel.

"Calm down pup, it's just me." The musical voice said, stepping from around the corner. "How is she?"

"Alice." I said, smiling. "She'll be glad you're here. She's wonderful, tired, but wonderful, and the baby…her name is Echo Isabella."

"I heard. Bella will be happy, she had to stay in Alaska, but the rest of us are just staying at the old house. After she get's out of here, can you bring her by?" Alice pleaded, her eyes growing wide. I laughed.

"Sure, Sure." I said waving her off. I couldn't ignore the squeal of delight as she quickly ran down the hallway, and I turned to go back to the meaning of my existence.