A/N: Still not Stephenie Meyer. I have to tell you all, I am so sad this story is over. I need to say a special thanks to i.heart.twilightxx. All of you reviewers are amazing, but she left the nicest reviews, and whenever I was unsure about where the story was going, she helped a lot. She thinks she's my number one fan, but nope! I am hers. So without further a due, here is the epilogue: The funeral.

I stared at the dirt. I couldn't believe he was gone. I also couldn't believe he became such a big part of my life in such a small amount of time.

I felt a little tear trickle down my cheek as they lowered the box into the ground.

"Bella? Do you want to say anything?" Emmett asked me.

I stood in front of my friends. "Yes, I would." I began.

"Squishy was a great fish." I started. "He always made the cutest face whenever I was about to feed him." I heard Edward chuckle, and I glared at him.

"He was the first thing Edward ever gave me, even though he obviously doesn't care about that as much as I do." I was still glaring, to no avail, this only made Edward laugh harder.

"I wanted him to be our biology project, but Edward didn't think he was good enough." I sighed. "I disagree, I think he was the greatest fish ever, not that Brutus is bad, and I love him too." I took one last deep breath for my speech. "But I think he would have made a fine project." I finished. "Thank you."

I stepped down and Emmett, Edward, Jasper, Alice, Rose, Charlie, Carlisle, Esme, and Billy all clapped for me.

Alice began singing amazing grace, but burst out laughing. She, along with everyone but me thought that a service for a fish was comical.

We all walked by the jewelry box that contained my friend, and threw a fist full of dirt on it.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." Emmett finished the ceremony, and we headed inside.

Everyone had brought a dish of food, to not mourn Squishy's death, but to celebrate his life.

And life certainly was something to celebrate. Jasper, Alice, Edward, and I were all leaving for Chicago University next week, Emmett and Rose were going to attend a school about twenty miles outside of Chicago.

We were all afraid that we might be separated, but we weren't. Everything was perfect.

Esme made a wonderful pasta salad, Alice and Rose baked cookies. We all ate together, and a had a great time.

After everyone had left, Edward pulled me out front.

"Come on, we're going to the pet store." He told me, after kissing me full on the lips.

"Edward, we don't have to buy another fish, it's alright." I giggled, he was so thoughtful.

"We're not getting a fish." He grinned, and my heart melted.

But at the same time, I was very confused. What could possibly be at the pet store?

"Then what are we going for?" I cocked an eyebrow.

He wrapped me up in his arms and whispered in my ear.

"I know Charlie never liked them, but next week you're moving in with me, and I think we should get a puppy." He smiled.

"A puppy!!" I exclaimed, he knew me all too well. Charlie never did let me have a dog, even though I love them.

He smiled and kissed me again.

"A puppy." He repeated before putting me in the car.

A/N: okay folks that's it. I have no plans right now of making a sequel, only because I already have plans for a new story. HOWEVER, after my new story, if you guys still want a sequel, I will put a poll on my profile, and I will gladly write one for you, this is why I made sure that I placed all of the characters in Chicago, leaving room for a sequel…ya see? I'm always thinking of you fine people.

And also, as I promised here is the preview for my next story. It's just a small snippet, to hold you over until the Twelfth, which is when I release the first chapter. This story is going to be much, much darker, and heavier. But I also think it will have more of a story line. It will be All human. It's also EXB EmXR JXA you know. I would never mess that up. So here it is…….the preview to my next story…"Black Bullet"

The man I assume to be my father picked up my bags, and put them in the back of his cruiser. I never knew my father was a police officer.

He gave me a genuinely friendly smile. He seemed nice enough.

"You don't talk, do you?" He asked me, it almost seemed as if it made him sad. Maybe he feels guilty for never trying to see me. I didn't hate him for it, I had actually never thought much about it.

"Not a lot." I said so quietly, it was barely above a whisper.

Every syllable uttered burned my throat ever since it happened.

I feel guilty that I am still here, able to breath and speak, and she is not.

Two weeks ago I came home and my mom and Phil, who was her husband were fighting. They always fought, that wasn't unusual.

there was something different about this time though, he was more drunk than usual, louder than usual, more violent that usual.

I saw him pull out a knife, I was going to run and try and save my mother, but she motioned for the pantry.

So that's where I went, I hid in the pantry like a coward, watching through the slits as Phil sliced up my own mother, and watched her bleed on the floor.

I should have moved, but instead I quietly called 911 from my cell phone.

By the time the ambulance arrived, it was much too late, she was already dead.

Phil was missing, and I was the only witness. Scared and shaking they took me to my aunt's house.

I knew I wouldn't stay there long, she didn't have much money, and we never got along anyway.

She somehow managed to track down my biological father whom I had never met, and after some court paperwork he agreed to take custody of me.

So here I am, almost a thousand miles away from home. Moving in with these perfect strangers that I have nothing in common with other than the blood in my veins.

A father and a brother that I hadn't ever thought much about.

I didn't even know I had a brother at all until three days ago.

People back home say that they'll miss me, that they're sorry about what happened, but at least I'm going to live with family.

But they're not my family. My only family is dead.

A/N: please review and tell me what you think! I am really curious, I'm a little nervous about this story, since it won't be as light-hearted, but really excited at the same time. Love you all! See ya when I get back from Europe. You're all amazing.

Hannah.