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A/N! Hey there guys. This is the epilogue you've been waiting for, I hope you like it. But before I start, I want to thank some special people :) You guys mean the world to me.
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Epilogue
Louise's POV
The lights were bright in my face as I was rushed through the hospital corridors to the emergency unit. Paul's hand grasped my own tightly. Our twins were coming early. I was only thirty-three weeks pregnant.
"Shh, it's gonna be okay." Paul soothed me, and it was then that I realised I was screaming. My throat was dry and I desperately needed a drink, – I hadn't had anything since dinner the night before, and it was well after four a.m. – but that was going to have to wait.
We entered a dimmer, yet still well lit room, where a table lay, holding surgical equipment and several pairs of latex gloves. My hospital bed came to a stop next to the table and I felt someone push down on the wheel clamp.
A wave of nausea washed over me and I gripped Paul's hand tighter. I felt like my bloated stomach had turned into a washing machine. The room began to spin and my head landed with a thud on the back of the bed.
"It's Louise, right?" I looked up into the golden eyes that were staring at me, and recognised Dr. Cullen. I nodded stiffly. "Well Louise, let's see if we can deliver your twins without any problem, shall we?"
I held my two children in my arms, staring down at their exquisite faces as they slept peacefully. Paul – who sat beside me on a plastic hospital chair – was stroking his sons tiny face with two of his fingers.
Neither of us had said much yet. We were both in awe of our beautiful babies, both so perfect and healthy. Yes, it was a miracle. I had fallen down the stairs, heavily pregnant, and broken my leg, yet here I lay, both of my children completely unharmed and content.
Every so often, a nurse would pass, or come to inject me with something, and they would always comment on how beautiful or twins were. How well behaved and quiet they were, neither of them making a sound as they slept.
Eventually, Paul stood up, stretching his arms and legs, yawning loudly.
"I should go to the registry office, and tell them the names, get the birth certificates." He smiled, and dragged his eyes from our children to my face. "Are you sure you haven't changed your mind? It isn't too late, Love." I shook my head feebly. The moment I'd seen our children, I had known we'd made the right decision. The names we'd chosen were perfect. It had been as if we'd known exactly what would suit each of them, before they'd even been born.
"I'll be back in ten minutes then." Paul said, Placing his warm hand behind my neck and lifting my head to kiss me gently. "I love you."
"You too" I murmured, my voice slurred with exhaustion. Paul laughed.
"Get some sleep while I'm gone, okay?" With that he left, and I could hear his footsteps down the hospital corridor. My eyelids took over, and grasping my children tightly, I nodded off into an uneasy, light sleep.
When I awoke, the beautiful pair of golden eyes were checking me over cautiously. When Dr. Cullen saw I was awake, he smiled, the frown lines on his brow disappearing.
"Ah, good morning Miss Moore," He smiled again, "How are you feeling?"
I thought for a moment. How did I feel? My back ached, and every bone in my body hurt, but not in a way that felt like I'd broken something, more like I just hadn't slept well in forty-eight hours, which was more or less true.
"Tired." I answered after a minute or two of Dr. Cullen checking the heart monitor screen. He smiled his warm smile again.
"That's perfectly normal Miss Moore." I interrupted him, telling him to call me Louise. "And it looks like your boyfriend here is having the same problem." He stepped to the side, allowing me to see Paul sitting in the same plastic chair, his jaw hanging open, his head lolled backwards. His quiet snores were barely audible over the beep of the heart monitor. Dr. Cullen and I both laughed in harmony.
"So have you guys chosen names for your twins?" He glanced over at the two transparent plastic cribs that sat at the bottom of my bed, each holding one of my children.
"Yes" I whispered, smiling, and biting my bottom lip. "Lily and Faolan. We chose them a few weeks ago, before I was brought to hospital."
The doctor smiled warmly at me. "Those are beautiful names Louise, and equally beautiful children. You are so lucky, especially after. . . What happened." He was right, I was lucky. "Whatever do the names mean?" Again, I smiled, and remembered when Paul had come rushing to me, suggesting our baby boys name.
"Well, Lily, spelt with only one 'L', means the Lily flower; a symbol of purity, innocence and beauty. And Faolan," I blushed, wondering if telling him this would cause trouble for the pack, but remembering that the person standing in front of me was not a person but a vampire, or, as Paul put it, a 'leech', and that he certainly already knew about the pack. "Faolan means little wolf. It's a Gaelic name, and some of Paul's ancestors were from Scotland, so he thought. . ." Dr. Cullen raised his hand, silencing me with another smile.
"It's all right Louise, I understand the significance." He winked at me, and I too smiled, glad that he'd stopped me from rambling on unnecessarily. "Well," He began, scanning over the clipboard that was attached to my bed, "with a bit of luck, you'll be able to get out of here tomorrow night and go home with your twins. I know that these hospital beds aren't very comfortable. And there's no place like home, is there love?"
he was right, there wasn't. But I hadn't been home since. . .
Seth's POV:
I couldn't believe how stupid I'd been. I'd believed Sam straight away, without even questioning him.
Why would Iona have sent me to Sam if it had been Paul who had 'killed' her? No, I hadn't been thinking, I was just angry. And then when I'd got to Paul's house, my anger had gotten the better of me. I almost killed Louise's twins, and I'd put Louise in a cast for weeks. I was the monster, not Paul. And I can't believe I'd trusted Sam so easily. He was just covering over – or trying to cover over – what he'd done. When I'd got back to the house, and told Iona where I'd been, she was so confused.
"Why were you at Paul's?" She had asked, "I told you to speak to Sam. . ."
That's when it had all made sense. Everything clicked as I remembered the look on Sam's face as he told me that it had been Paul. The look on his face as he'd lied to me.
I had wanted so badly to run over there and rip his face off, but Iona stopped me, telling me that it would do no good. And she was right. Hitting him wouldn't hurt him. Not as much as telling Emily the truth would. He deserved to suffer, for what he had done to my Iona. And he would. I'd make sure of that.
Bella's POV:
Within a matter of days, everything went back to normal; Alice was no longer stressed from looking for Edwards future constantly, Jacob wasn't worrying about Renesmee or me any more, Renesmee had completely forgiven Edward and he was now wrapped around her little finger again, and I was happy – ecstatic, actually – to have my husband back. The general mood in the Cullen house was joyful.
Peace was restored.
The only thing that was different from before was me. I never put my shield down any more. I wasn't scared of Heather returning – I knew she was in Italy – but I was still cautious. I wasn't going to risk losing him again, he meant too much. But any fears I had of her returning vanished a couple of weeks after Edward returned.
We were sitting round Renesmee as she and Edward played with the dolls house, when Alice had a vision.
Her eyes glassed over the way they always did and Edward bolted upright from the floor, on alert for any trouble.
"Put down your shield Bella." I was about to protest when he glared at me pleadingly. "Just let it off of Alice. You can keep the rest of us under it, love." I did what he asked and his eyes narrowed with concentration as he saw what Alice was seeing. The rest of us gathered nervously, waiting for news as to what was happening.
Alice blinked a couple of times, returning to the present moment, and, with a glance at Edward, she and Edward both erupted into fits of laughter.
"What is it?" I asked in a confused tone "Alice, what did you see?" I saw that Alice was in no state to talk. If I hadn't known better, I'd have expected her to be crying with laughter.
Edward managed to stop laughing long enough to scoop Renesmee up off of the floor and sit next to me on the sofa.
"Apparently even the Volturi couldn't control Heather." He snickered at the end of his sentence, sending both him and Alice into more fits of laughter.
"Why, what's happened?" Carlisle – who was standing getting his coat on to leave for work – asked.
Eventually, Alice stopped laughing too, and skipped over to us at the couch.
"Looks like Heather had a thing for Demetri." She began, still biting her lip as not to laugh, "And Melanie got a little. . . Jealous, so she . . . kinda. . . ripped her head off!" She bit down on her hand as she stifled another laugh.
Edward pulled me onto his lap and kissed my neck. "She's dead love. She isn't coming back."
It took a moment for their words to sink in. Heather was dead. Dead and gone, never to come here again. She was gone.
I turned around and smiled at Edward. He kissed me lightly.
"Now we don't have anything to worry about. Everything can go back to normal again." Edward stroked my cheek carefully.
Emmett scoffed. "Is anything ever normal around here?"
We all laughed – even Renesmee – while Rosalie whacked Emmett over the head.
Louise's POV:
At last my love has come along Ohh yeah yeah I found a dream, that I could speak to
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
At last
the skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Paul swirled me round in circles on the large dance floor as cameras flashed around us. We stepped evenly to the slow music that echoed the hall. The skirt of my puffy white dress swayed as we danced to our wedding song. I smiled in embarrassment as I saw my mum, holding Faolan and Lily, crying with pride as she watched us dance.
"You look beautiful tonight," Paul stated, and as he kissed my neck gently, his arms tightened around my waist. "It' nice to have some 'us' time, isn't it?" He murmured against my collar bone.
Ohh yeah yeah…
You smile, you smile oh
And then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
for you are mine....
At Last
The song came to an end and our friends and family clapped as they joined us on the dance-floor. My dad crept up behind us and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Do you mind if I steal her for a minute, Paul?" He said with a slight smile on his face.
"Not at all," Paul smiled back, "I'll go and see if my mum wants a dance." With that, he twirled me into my fathers arms and walked smoothly towards the buffet stand where his mum stood.
My father started dancing awkwardly, pulling me along with him, not following the beat of the music whatsoever. He laughed when he saw my expression.
"Hey, I never claimed to be a star dancer. Your mum was this close to making me go to a stupid dance course just for your wedding." I suddenly had a hilarious image in my head of my father in a ballet studio wearing a tutu. "I told her where she could shove her dance lessons." I stifled a laugh as we continued to sway around the crowded hall.
"Did I mention how lovely you look today Louise?" He murmured, as he twirled me under his arm. Again, I laughed.
"Paul beat you to it," I answered, "He told me that less than five minutes ago, and thanks."
"No problem, Lou, you look so grown up, I can't believe you're really getting married, and moving out, and. ." He trailed off at the end, and I had to laugh.
"Don't you start weeping, mum already did that half an hour ago."
Moments later, the song ended, and Paul drifted back to where I stood. My dad smiled graciously and held out my hand. "She's all yours." He patted my hand again, before walking back over to the table at the top of the room, where he'd made his speech an hour or so ago.
It was almost eleven p.m. when I saw a familiar face walking towards Paul and I's table in the reception hall.
Seth had probably been here all evening, but had been lost in the mass of faces and bodies in the large hall. It would have been easy enough to miss him; there were at least twelve six-foot tall werewolves present, not including Paul.
I bit my lip nervously, and for the first time in the day, my stomach twisted with unease. I hadn't spoken to Seth since the accident. I knew everything had been sorted out – Sam had been found out, and was due in court for attempted murder in a few weeks, and I doubted if Emily would ever trust him again – but I was still anxious as he strode towards us, and I squeezed Paul's hand, looking for reassurance. He followed my gaze and saw Seth, now only a few strides away from us. He stroked the back of my hand, and stood up.
"Seth," He greeted simply "I'm. . . glad you could come." Seth smiled sheepishly before sighing.
"Look, I'm really sorry Louise. I should never have come to the house, and I'm so sorry that you got hurt, hows your leg? And I was so relieved when I knew that your twins were okay, God, I was so worried. Did I ask how your leg was? I'm sorry about everything! I was such an idiot!" He managed to say everything in one breath – and within the space of about ten seconds.
I didn't know where to start. "My leg's fine." I said, "And yeah, the twins are both great. And it's okay, Seth. I don't blame you for what happened. It was Sam who lied." I smiled at him kindly, "You don't need to keep apologising, can we just move on, you know, forgive and forget?"
A wide grin spread across his face. "Your the best Louise." I stepped around the table and gave him a quick hug, and Paul shook his hand.
"It's good to have you back as a friend Seth," Paul began, "I missed you loads bro. Your all right. . When you're not trying to kill my wife" Both of them laughed light-heartedly. Wife. That was going to take some getting used to.
Iona came over and stood next to Seth, and I almost squealed in excitement. I hadn't seen her in ages! She was wearing a beautiful knee length blue gown with spaghetti straps. I gave her a hug and she laughed musically in my ear.
"I missed you too Louise. Where have you been for six months? If I hadn't got the invitation to your wedding I'd have thought you'd left the country!" We laughed together for a few minutes before Faolan began to cry in his high-chair; he was such an attention seeker! I went over and picked him up, rubbing his back and talking to him. Everyone around us cooed at him and commented on how sweet he and Lily looked in their little outfits.
As I held my baby in my arms, and as Paul held my hand, I realised something.
I had never been this happy in my life. Everyone I loved was here. And it was the most perfect moment ever.
Bella's POV, Louise's POV, Seth's POV:
And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever
I'm so sad now :' ( It has ended. Again, a million and one thank you's to you guys. I hope the epilogue was what you wanted. If you add me to your author alerts, or I am on your author alerts, you will get mail when the first chapter of my second fanfic goes up.
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