The final chapter… (Sobs uncontrollably)

Yes, well… I'll just blab on at the end of this chapter. I'll just be saying thanks and talking about the new story ideas.

This epilogue is a bit of fluff which basically just explains how things have progressed since the war and then how they've grown as a family. For those of you who didn't guess the clue from chapter 19, this epilogue is based around the vision Alice had which led her to find out about Bella and Jasper. So Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight

Epilogue

The soft patter or rain outside grew into a peaceful beat over the windows, rolling delicately down the sheet glass and dripping noiselessly to the ground.

I pressed my nose against the smooth surface and stared out as a bloodied Michal and Alice came prancing in through the forest, their faces fixed in permanent smiles.

My own smile grew as I watched Michal swoop Alice into his arms, dipping her deeply and kissing her passionately on the mouth.

One month had passed since the war of the wolves, exactly one month. It seemed like such an incredibly short period of time when I thought back on it, and yet in other ways, it seemed as if it had been the longest month of my life. So much had changed that it seemed foolish to give the events the recent dates that they had earned.

Carmen and Eleazar had adapted to the family well, fitting into the coven as if they had been apart of it for years. Alice glimpsed clips of Kate and Irina every now and again, but their decisions changed so rapidly that the glimpses she got were always vague and indefinite. The fact of the matter was; They didn't want to be found.

Alice had blamed herself at the beginning, frustrated with lack of information she was receiving and delved into solitary hours for searching her mind. But Eleazar had soon placated her, promising that Carmen and himself were much happier here anyway.

Oh Alice… My mind sighed inwardly, laughing at how fate had favored her spirit.

When the beginning of my new life had started, I had never expected that things would have worked out for Alice the way I always dreamed they would. She had a man who loved her more than life, and a future with him set in stone. They had hidden their relationship for a week after the war, worried that it might fall apart or cause rifts between Edward and her. Though Edward had acted surly for days after it, he had soon given into Alice's quirky charm and good nature, promising to support the relationship as long as it lasted.

I'm not sure if Edward believed it was simply a fling or some sort of rebound after the devastation she had suffered following Jasper, but every doubt that anyone had harbored about the fresh couple had been silenced last week when Alice had proposed.

They had been together for twenty-four days. Twenty-four days of blissful happiness when Alice had popped the question. It was so like Alice to break the traditional male proposing to female custom, that you couldn't help but admire the fortitude and love behind her actions. Michal had been ecstatic, breaking into sobs and swearing that he had been thinking the same thing since our first visit to Denali.

I felt two strong arms link around my waist as Jasper stepped behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder and breathing softly against the back of my neck. I shivered against the sensation and spun quickly in his arms to tie my hands behind his neck.

"Merry Christmas," He whispered softly, tilting his head at a slight angle as if to gauge my reaction to his proposition of kissing me.

I laughed at his gentlemanly manner and leant in quickly, kissing chaste butterfly pecks across his neck and lips.

"I guess you can take the boy out of the South, but you can never take the southern tendencies out of the boy.."

He scoffed softly, moving his hands towards my hips and pulling me roughly against him, kissing ever ounce of strength from my lips.

"I beg to differ," He whispered tantalizingly, gyrating against my hips slightly as he kissed a trail of fiery passion across my neck.

"And what a Merry Christmas it is," I said laughing and leaning my body back as my hair swept across the marble floor.

Privacy was a rarity for a family so large, so truthfully, I should have expected the event that followed next. Emmett came bounding through the door with an equally excited Caterina in hand, laughing wildly about a store clerk's attitude. Their laughter tones were so different and yet they complimented each other like a well rehearsed tune, harmonizing one another perfectly.

Reluctantly, Jasper pulled his lips away from my skin, pushing his hand into my back jean pocket instead and mumbling the words "solitude" and "intrusion" repeatedly.

"We've got a whole range of movies full of Christmas fun," Caterina boasted happily, shaking her long wet hair across the lobby floor.

Caterina had become somewhat of 'The Best Friend' to almost everyone in the house. She had a presence about her that simply made you want to talk to her for hours, spilling your secret desires and laughing with her for days on end. I had began to hope that perhaps something would arise between Edward and herself, but even though they spent almost every waking minute with one another, they never became more than incredibly close siblings. Siblings and friends that relied on one another completely.

It was narcissistic to think so, but I began to believe that perhaps I was the only one who Edward could ever love. I wanted more than anything for him to love another, but he seemed content by the role within the family and he simply showed no interest in searching for something more.

With perfect punctuality, Edward came gliding down the marble railing, Rosalie in tow. He slid effortlessly from the handle bar and landed with perfect grace at the foot of the stairs, outstretching his arms and catching Rosalie bridal style in his arms.

He tutted his tongue disapprovingly and shook his head in mock remorse.

"Now, now Rosalie," He spoke softly, releasing Rose from his iron grip. "How many more times must we do this before you realize that you simply cannot beat me?!"

Rosalie huffed irritably and sauntered over towards where Emmett was standing, swinging her hair across her shoulders.

"You realize you could have just let me win," She quipped quickly, chucking Edward a stern look. "After all, it is Christmas… It might have been nice to show some chivalrous spirit."

He chuckled softly and meandered over towards the Caterina, inspecting the movie choice for the night.

He flipped through the films quickly, his face twisting into a more humorous expression with each movie title.

"Emmett!" He asked appallingly, handing the DVDs to Rosalie, "Did you get any movies that aren't children's Christmas movies?"

Emmett stared bashfully at the floor, tracing his toe around the marble in an adorable fashion.

"Sorry Mr. Cullen," He whined softly, "Did you want to pick which one?"

I laughed at Emmett's child-like nature and took the DVDs from Rose, eager to see the fine selection.

Home Alone. Beauty and the Beast, Christmas edition. The Polar Express. The Grinch. The Santa Claus one, two and three. The Night Before Christmas. Elf.

I burst out laughing and handed the movies to Jasper, this was going to be an entertaining Christmas.

"I think I'm going to have to go with Home Alone…" Edward said decisively, "It's a classic."

Emmett cheered quietly and extended a hi-five to Caterina, to which she happily slapped.

"I suppose we should get the torture over with then," Jasper mumbled, sighing softly. "Where are the others?"

"Carlisle, Esme, Eleazar and Carmen are already in the theatre," Rosalie said quietly, glancing briefly up the stairs. "I don't know where Alice and Michal are.."

"They'll catch up.." Edward said dismissively, brushing a hand over his bronze hair.

Edward had not changed too much over the course of a month. He grew more comfortable around Jasper and I, but if Edward and I were left alone in a room for too long, the atmosphere grew incredibly uncomfortable. I tried to talk to him a couple of times after the war, trying to explain mine and Jasper's relationship. But the furthest I ever got in his presence was; 'Jasper makes me happy..' Which I began to feel sounded obnoxious and cruel.

"Well, Let's start the movie then," Edward said decisively, watching as Caterina's face lit up at his words.

Emmett jumped excitedly at the foot of the stairs, eager to test out the newly renovated theatre. It was a project that Emmett had meticulously immersed himself in following the aftermath of the war. He'd changed in those couple of days. Not drastically, or even noticeably, but he was different. Just slightly dazed and out of focus. He'd wanted nothing more than to focus on a project that would keep both his hands and his mind busy and the result had been thoroughly pleasing. Emmett had torn down the wall between two existing rooms on the fourth floor, dedicating the entire back edge to shelf-units for DVDs. He'd then bought a dangerously large flat screen t.v and positioned it in front of rows and rows of plush couches.

Emmett started to bound up the stairs excitedly, grabbing Jasper and Edward with so that he could show of his fine handy work to some men who would appreciate it. Caterina and Rose laughed softly, following close behind.

I sat down at the base of the stairs and rested, silently wondering how it was that I had arrived at this point in my life. There had been so many times in my past where I had feared for the survival of my family, not to mention the survival of my sanity. So it seemed unusually fortunate that I had reached a destination in my life where I felt whole and complete, without fault.

It was as if I expected a monster to jump from the shadows, threatening my families lives at any moment.

I knew that it was partly due to my fear over the Volturi, my irrational apprehension of the ancient family and the deadly power they wielded. But as the days ticked by, they remained silent, still ignorant of our growing numbers.

Alice and Michal burst through the front door, giggling and looking slightly disheveled in appearance.

I raised a freshly plucked eyebrow at their exteriors, noticing the way their clothes hung shabbily, hastily thrown on.

Alice's emotions flushed with embarrassment as she noticed me, bowing her head in mortification.

"I was wondering where you two were," I said slowly, drawing out Alice's shame. "But now I can see that you were just having a bit ol' fun… post hunt."

Michal laughed cheerfully and threw Alice into his arms.

"Yes, yes.." He said frivolously, extending a hand out to me. "We're slaves to the passion. Has the movie started yet?"

I nodded quickly, "Yup. They're watching Home Alone."

"OOOhhhhhh!" Michal cooed in awe, increasing his pace in excitement. "I love that movie, why are you sitting here!?"

I shrugged disinterestedly, lowering my voice as we reached the home theatre.

"Just thinking over things… I can't believe you guys are getting married. I'm so excited…" I whispered elatedly, squeezing Michal's hand.

"Speaking of," Alice said joyously, hopping down from Michal's arms. "Michal has promised to design my wedding gown, and let me just say, I saw it in a vision and it is absolutely gorgeous."

I clapped excitedly, nudging open the theatre door and slipping into the darkness, aiming to seek out Jasper.

The movie hadn't progressed too far in, Macaulay Culkin had only just discovered that he'd been forgotten at home. I scoffed loudly under my breath, rolling my eyes. I had always found the concept of forgetting a child impossible, no matter how many children were in a family. I wasn't sure if it was my 'only child' tendencies poking through, but it seemed foolish for two parents to completely ignore one child to the point of abandonment.

I skulked through several rows of couches and blankets, finding it incredibly humorous that a family that couldn't sleep had so much linen. When I reached the end of the first row, I was swept into the arms of a strong and strapping god, pinning me beneath his weight and twisting his legs through mine. I muffled my laughter into the thick comforter and poked my head over the edge so that I could watch the movie.

Every so often, Jasper would distract me by running his hands over bare skin or kissing me tenderly over my neck, blowing on the moist skin. Mostly, I attempted to ignore him, but when I noticed that no one else other than Emmett was watching the movie, I began to give into Jasper's taunts, kissing him back just as distractingly.

'White Christmas' began to play softly over the film and I sat up eagerly to sing along, not having experienced one for myself in a few years.

I'd always disliked snow in my human years and I now chastised myself for having previously hated it. I craved the soft flakes now more than ever; the chance to roll in the icy powder and to dance in the shimmering flecks.

The movie rolled on and I took up my previous position in Jasper's lap. I watched as the end of the movie came around and I choked up, as I always did, when the son was reunited with his mother.

Jasper rocked me softly as I tightened my grip around his torso, holding back the foolish movie induced sobs. I'd seen the movie countless times, and yet, when ever the mother cried- I cried. Or at least, I would have were it possible.

I glanced briefly at Emmett as his face puckered into a sad smile, the family on the television poised in a banal group hug. I chuckled softly to myself and wondered vaguely how many times Emmett had seen the movie since it's release.

The credits rolled on to the screen and I stretched overdramatically, though my body had not cramped in the slightest. I jumped from the couch and skidded over to the windows, yanking open the blinds and letting the moonlight flood through the darkened room.

I stared into the night and it took a moment for my eyes to understand what lay ahead of me. A fine dust of white had covered the garden and the patio area outside, thrown delicately over the ground like fine icing sugar.

I yanked open the window roughly, throwing my head into the wind and closing my eyes as the white dust fell on my face. I opened my tongue and soft flakes stuck to my mouth, dissolving in the venom like ice in lava. The feeling was indescribable.

I sighed into the sky once more before dragging my face back in, smiling softly at my expectant family.

"It's snowing…" I said quietly, wiping a hand over the ice on my face.

Eleven separate audible gasps rang out through the room, followed by a deafening silence. Then, as if all had a timer implanted deep within their bodies, they jumped from their positions on the sofa's and ran their separate ways through the house. Some jumping straight from the windows, and others rushing hastily down the stairs, all in search of the snow.

I watched euphorically as my family fumbled in the snow, diving into sleet that couldn't be more than three centimeters deep and throwing it wildly in the air.

"You don't want to go?" Jasper asked curiously from behind me, staring past my shoulder out the small window.

I shook my head softly. I didn't, not anymore. What I had been craving was not the joy of playing in the flakes, or the fun of throwing dry ice around- And I knew that now as I stared gratifyingly at my exultant family.

I had experienced Christmas' before and I knew it was not the snow that I had craved in those moments, nor was it the absence of what one defined as 'fun'.

I had yearned then, for was what I possessed now; The sense of being whole. I had spent Christmas with Charlie and I had spent Christmas with Renee, but never had I spent Christmas with a complete family… a nuclear family.

And now I had so much more than that. I had brothers, sisters, friends, parents and a man who meant more to me than I did to myself.

I had found my family and I had found my peace.

I was home.

I'm all teary now that it's over, it was quite a ride!

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But keep in mind that I won't start the next story till I get back from my holiday, which means I won't be posting the next one for like… 6 weeks. Wow that's a long time! Haha, I only just figured that out. Okay, so maybe I will start the new story before that… we'll see.

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