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A/N: This IS the last chapter of this story. I really hope you liked it! I can't believe I finally got to the ending! Keep a look out for the sequel! I really want to thank all the reviewers and readers! Read, Review, and Enjoy

"You're about to have me and a whole house to yourself." Edward smiled.

Epilogue:

Bedevilled

We had everything already shipped somewhere in Chicago. We were going to stay in a hotel until we got a place ourselves. We made a quick stop at the Cullens to change out of our fancy wedding attire. I changed into skinny legged jeans, white snow boots and a long maroon swoop necked sweater. Edward changed into dark jeans and a black long sleeved shirt. It was supposedly cold in Chicago. We walked out hand in hand and made our way to the air port. We got there just in time and boarded our plane.

"How does it feel to be Mrs. Cullen?"

"Like heaven." I smiled at him. We were inches from kissing when a flight attendant who had taken notice of Edward came by.

"Is there anything I can help you with? Anything at all I can get you?" She smiled down at him. He is so hott! Look at those muscles! His eyes! Are they smoldering? I bet he's got a big… I tuned out of her nasty thoughts.

"We're just fine." I tried my best to sound nice, but I still ended up snarling at her. She was afraid and I sent a wave of calmness towards her and tried again, "Actually I think I could use a pillow, what about you honey?" I looked at Edward and he raised his eyebrows. "I'm fine. I can't ever sleep on planes." Honey!? Is he with her? She is pretty. Urgg. I wish I was her. The flight attendant was about to aggravate me beyond my limit. "That's all." There was finality in my tone and she turned sharply and came back with a pillow for me and left again.

"A pillow?" He questioned.

"Did you listen to her mind!?"

"I was too busy focusing in on my new wife." His velvety voice uttered. He moved his face close to mine and kissed me passionately. I could feel my eyes turn black with lust and I quickly composed myself and leaned on his shoulder. We spent the remainder of the plane ride making circles on each others palms. We exited the plane and walked hand in hand to the baggage claim.

We picked up what little luggage we had at the airport and walked outside to call a cab. Luckily for us the weather in Chicago was dark and snowy. As a human I hated the snow, but now that I was a vampire, I didn't mind it. I actually liked the wetness. I liked the intricate feeling of knowing exactly how many drops were on my body and where they were at. It was something indescribable.

Edward looked at me questioningly. His brow furrowed. "One of these days you just have to figure out some way to let your guard down! I have to know what you're thinking!" I giggled.

"Maybe one day, babe. I stay out of your head; I don't see why you can't stay out of mine."

"You are constantly swimming around in my thoughts. You have the ability to access them anytime I give a questioning smile. Whether I would invade your thoughts constantly or not isn't the point, it's having the ability that matters." I laughed again as a cab pulled over at the sight of us. It was a man, in his late thirties. He was thin and tan, his hair was starting to grey. Look at that girl. I've never seen someone as beautiful as her. That chum she's with probably isn't even much of a man. I'd like to take a closer unclothed look at her. Eww. I tuned out instantly and put a hand on Edward's shoulder to calm him down. We got into the cab. I was surprised as Edward gave the man directions to go to Evanston with a house address.

I looked at him instantly and a grin spread wide across his mouth.

"I'm surprised you didn't see this coming." He whispered in my ear as he nibbled on it. I closed my eyes and I focused on our future and I saw it. It was a house. It was a gorgeous house. It was an all white brick, three stories; there was a large bay window in the back of the house and eight windows in the front. Esme herself had designed it. It was in a small town right outside of Chicago. It was on our own deserted piece of land. We had a large backyard. Green grass and trees were everywhere. There was a little creek running through it. It was utterly gorgeous. I opened my eyes and Edward was smiling down at me. The cab finally stopped and I looked out into the home I had just seen.

Edward grabbed our small luggage and paid the driver.

"Welcome home, Bella." If I could have cried…

"Oh Edward its perfect!" I jumped into his arms and he spun me around kissing me profusely. He dragged our suit cases and showed me around inside. It was already furnished, something Carlisle and Esme must have done. There were eight rooms, one for Edward and me, one as our own personal library, another one as our own personal music room, and then of course five other rooms just incase any of our family decided to stop by. We made sure to christen each room right when Alice called.

"You like it!" it wasn't really a question, Alice already knew.

"No, I love it! Let me talk to Esme!" There was some small rustling as Esme picked up the phone.

"I'm so glad you liked it dear!"

"Of course, Esme it's so wonderful! How can I ever repay you!?"

"Don't worry about it! It's a wedding gift! You and Edward take care okay dear? Rosalie wants to talk to you." Edward sighed and knew this would be a long conversation.

"Bells!" She shrieked into the phone. "I miss you! Do you like the house!? I can't wait to come visit you!"

"I love the house; you guys are welcome anytime…" Edward nibbled on my ear. "Just not anytime soon, it's still our honeymoon." "Rose they're supposed to be busy leave them alone so we can get busy too." I heard Emmett in the background.

"Oh right! Well bye Bella! I got to go!"

Alice grabbed the phone again, "Have fun Bella! Tell Edward we all said hi and that we love him!"

"I will, tell everyone the same for me!" We hung up then and Edward carried me back into our room. He plopped me down on our bed and thus began our honeymoon.

It had been days since Edward and I had left the bed. We were getting into a rather pleasant habit of love making and cuddling then press repeat.

"I've got to take a shower!" I groaned.

"No!" Edward whined as he pulled on my waist gently. "We're supposed to be relaxing together."

"I know, and I'd rather not relax with you, while I smell."

"You don't smell!" He insisted. I laughed at his effort.

"Come on, you can join me too, you'll start to smell soon enough."

"I like this idea." He grinned mischievously and followed me into one of the bathrooms. We took a nice bubble bath and I enjoyed the soapy suds wafting around me. I stared down at the bubbles and then looked up at Edward. He was shining from the sun. He looked more like a god than anyone ever had the right too, but that was my husband. I picked up some bubbles and blew them. The bubbles hit him in the face and he cocked his brow and then threw some bubbles at me.

"Bubble war!" I shrieked as I hopped out of the tub and grabbed a robe. I knew he'd follow me out and run down the stairs so I decided to go out the window and run around our backyard. I closed my eyes and I could hear him in the living room smelling for me. I ran faster and faster. I went further into our glorious yard, it really was beautiful there was greenery everywhere, but there was a small clearing in the corner, it was brown! It looked just like Arizona. Esme must have done that just for me. I hadn't realized I had stopped and Edward came up behind me, tackling me in the grass.

"You're going to get my robe all dirty!" I whined.

"You started it!"

"Yeah, well I'm finishing it!" I said as I turned him over on his back and began kissing him. He got lost in the fight and kissed me back.

"You may have one the battle, but I will win the war!" He retorted.

"Oh of course you will dear." I laughed and got up. Edward carried me back to the house.

"Hey there's mail!" I screamed! I was so happy—I hoped I got something from Jacob. There were twenty letters from Renée and one from Charlie. How long had we been away? Each letter from Renée was more frantic than the next. The first one told me she was back with Charlie and that Phil cheated. Nothing I didn't already know. Most of the others persisted of "Bella Marie Cullen if you don't tell me how you are, I'm going to come down there!" "Are you trying to run away from your mother!? You better call!" "We're worried about you." "I'll have Charlie call the police department and have them search for you!" "I need a recipe for fish…Bella call me!" The last one shocked me. She was going to remarry Charlie. I closed my eyes, but I couldn't see their wedding. I decided to call her quickly.

"How worried is she?" Edward asked laughing at the twenty envelopes on the floor.

"Well if the police come looking for us, I wouldn't be surprised." I laughed. "She's also remarrying Charlie."

"That's nice."

"Yeah, I thought so." I smiled at the very thought of them ever obtaining the happiness that Edward and I had. "However, I better call her, before she comes up here, with out any warning." Edward nodded and went into the library.

"Mom?"

"Bella! I was so worried! Why didn't you call sooner!?"

"I was…busy. About the fish, just fry it or something."

"Busy? You're never too busy for your mother!"

"I know, mom, I'm terribly sorry. How's Charlie?"

"He's good. We're all good; we've been dining with the in-laws lately." I wanted to laugh at the thought of my family actually eating food.

"I'm glad. So when is the wedding?"

"We're thinking August 7."

"I'm happy for you! Well I should go. I'll talk to you later mom!"

"Bye Bella I love you!"

"I love you too; tell Charlie I said hi and that I love him!"

"I will."

I went into the library and jumped in Edward's arms.

"I just wanna stop. And thank you baby." I sang in his ear.

"How sweet it is to be loved by you." He continued. We began kissing passionately. That's when it happened. I was immersed in a vision. A dark vision something that I wished that I'd never seen in my life. It was pure torture I could feel it creeping up all around me. I knew then, there were some choices that should have never been made. There were some choices that turned into mistakes.