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Chapter 37

The rest of our time in Vegas goes by with seeing several shows, and eating at wonderful places. Before I know it, we have sent a few boxes to our place in San Francisco, and we are packing our bags to go home.

The plane ride is early in the morning and not long at all. When we land, Esme and Carlisle are at the airport to pick us up. We go out for a late breakfast before heading back to the house.

"I think you kids will be happy with what we have accomplished," Esme tells us.

I smile at her, loving that I have a mom again.

"What all have you done, Mom?" Edward asks.

"Well, we were able to get all your things in and organized the living room and guest bedroom. The new items Bella picked out for the bathroom are all put away, and the curtains are hung. I washed all the new towels and linens. Your bedroom set is in the biggest bedroom, and the walls have been repainted in a much more soothing color scheme.

"Your father also managed to not only get your piano into what was the former dining room, but he and your property manager had the room soundproofed and the piano tuned for you. The new kitchen things arrived and the property manager's wife and I worked on putting those away. There was a nicer stove and refrigerator in the storage shed, so we swapped those out. The décor is so cute and colorful. Did you kids know that the owner of the home's grandson—who manages the property—actually lives here too?"

"No, I had no idea," I tell her as Edward just looks at her in awe.

"Well, Emmett and his wife Rosalie are great, and they live on the other side of you. The house has been in Emmett's family since it was built. Their floor plan is much like yours. There are still the other apartments in the house, but theirs and yours are the largest units. We also met several of the neighbors, and they all seemed nice."

"Wow that is really nice of you to do all of that. We appreciate it," Edward tells them finally registering that he hasn't said anything.

Esme goes on about how lovely everyone they met seems, and that we have been invited over to Emmett and Rose's for dinner tonight. Apparently, Rose owns a daycare center close to the college, and Emmett is a full-time custodian for the University of San Francisco. We learn that we will also meet a few of the other neighbors tonight. Several of them—we are told—either attend or are employed at the same schools as us, either as a student or as an employee.

Before I know it, we are back at our place, and both of us are speechless when we walk in and see what all they have done. The entry way, now has the shelves I was telling Esme I wanted. The walls look as if the paint has been touched up.

We walk into the living room and the first thing I see above the mantle is a new framed photo of Edward and me, which had to have been taken during our first dance. On the left side of the mantle there is a beautifully framed photo of Esme and Carlisle from when they were married. There are several candid framed pictures of us, Nettie, Fred, Jake, Willie, Lucy and others from our trip, and I smile as I look them over. When I reach the other end of the mantle, I let out a gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. There is a framed picture of my parents on their wedding day sitting there, too.

I turn to Esme, and she hugs me. "When you told me your story, I just knew I had to make sure that we did something to get a piece of your parents here with you, too," she tells me.

"But how?" I ask, knowing that the photos I have of my parents' wedding were not here.

"Well, I called a lady named Shelly Cope at the Forks Washington Police Department, and she said she had a copy of this picture. She apparently was the maid of honor at your parents' wedding. Anyway, she had a small copy of this picture, which I have made sure was returned to her. I took this in and had it enlarged.

The tears in my eyes blur my vision, and I hug her tight. Edward wraps his arms around me from behind, and whispers words of love to me.

Taking a look around, I notice Edward was right; his furniture was much nicer than what was in here before, and I am glad we decided to use it. The room looks so homey and comfortable; I couldn't ask or want for anything more.

Esme shows me the kitchen, and it is amazing. All the new décor and appliances really bring it together. She shows me how they have fully stocked our shelves in the pantry as well as the freezer and fridge. I just cannot believe how much they have done for us. Before I can tell her, I hear the most beautiful sounds coming from the open door of Edward's new music room. I quickly walk into what should be the dining room, and find Edward sitting at his piano, playing.

He looks at the bench beside him, and I move to sit with him. He begins to play At Last, and sings to me.

When the song ends, I kiss him as Esme and Carlisle both smile at us.

After walking through the apartment and seeing all of our things together, we decide to take care of a few important things that need to be done. We have to go to the DMV and update information, and get new driver's licenses and documents. We head to Social Security first because it will have the shortest wait time of the two. We get in and out relatively easy, and my new Social Security card with Cullen as my last name, will arrive within the next six weeks.

Thankfully, at the DMV, we have appointments that Esme called and set for us last week. Even with the appointments, we spend three hours there. Esme must have known it would take a while because she sent us with snacks and drinks.

Once we have taken care of both our new licenses, we head over to my school to change my name and update my personal contact information. After we are done, I get my class schedule and book list. Then, we head over to the campus book store and pick up all the books I need.

When we get to the Conservatory of Music, we go to the campus office and update Edward's records. We get an impromptu tour of the campus, and meet Edward's advisor, James Nomad. I've never heard of this guy, but he is apparently very well-known and was a deciding factor in Edward attending school here.

Once we are done, we drive toward home, while discussing our plans for tomorrow.

"So, tomorrow we should go to the bank, and take care of that, and then we need to find a smaller car to use."

"I was thinking that myself, but I have grown attached to the Durango," I tell him.

"I have, too, but we need to buy a car of our own. This is nice for road trips, but parking and such in this area is hard with this big boat," he laughs.

"Okay, so tomorrow we go to the bank first, and then head to the dealership. We can call the rental company about the Durango as well."

"I never thought I would look forward to living such a domestic life, but with you I can see nothing but us, and a wonderful future building our own family."

I smile, and the thought of us having a family makes my hand drift to my stomach. "Edward, how soon do you want to have children?" I ask.

"I would have a child with you tomorrow, Bella, but you've just signed up for your freshman year as a full-time college student. That would be a lot to handle with adding a baby. That would make it crazy."

"I know, but the more we talk about it, the more I feel like it is our destiny."

"Oh, my love, it is our destiny, and it is our future. We will handle it as it comes. I will give you anything I can, so when you are ready, know that I am born ready when it comes to you."

"I love you, Edward Cullen."

"I love you to infinity and beyond, Isabella Cullen."

A/N: Okay so people requested showing a bit of their lives back to school, and to bring in more of the typical gang. Next chapter we will meet a few others, but this will remain more of a fluff than any other type of story. Be sure to let me know if there is something you want to see included in this story before I fully wrap it. I foresee about five or six more chapters and a few time jumps.

On a side note, I know waiting at the Social Security office is a long process, but I also know from many people telling me that even with an appointment at the DMV in California, you will likely wait several hours. Keep in mind this is fiction and I do my best to research info to make it as correct as I can.

What are your thoughts on the newlyweds?