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xEpiloguex15 years laterx3rd person POVx

Jacob and Renesmee

"Come on, Brianna, look, Riley and Sarah are already in the car," Jacob tried to convince his daughter into getting into the car.

"We're gonna go see grand-pops for dinner today."

"No! I DON'T WANNA!" the eight year old screams, tears running down her face.

"Brianna," Jacob's beautiful wife, Renesmee Black walks over. "Maybe we'll be able to see Jordyn and Uncle Embry on the beach afterwards." She tells her.

"Jordyn?" Brianna Alice asks.

"Of course," Renesmee smiles kindly.

"And Collin?" she asks sweetly.

"We'll see," Jake huffs.

"Oohk," she smiles brightly and hops into Renesmee's father, Edward's old Volvo.

Jacob and Renesmee had been married for thirteen years now, even though their oldest and only son, Riley Jacob was born two years prior to the marriage. Then, conceived via second honeymoon, Sarah Ellen, now eleven years old, made her appearance shortly after. Their last child, Brianna Alice, was now eight years old, and brought with her some complications to the small family's life.

Soon after birth, little Brianna had been imprinted on by a poor, unsuspecting Collin.

Jacob was still phasing, as to maintain his young physique in order to stay with his wife, Renesmee, until the end of eternity. With her being half vampire, thus immortal, and his wolf genes, nobody could predict what this meant for their three children.

The couple knew though, that the best was yet to come, and will take it all in good stride when it does.

x

Quil and Claire

"Ma, I'm full," Howie whines at Claire Ateara.

"Howard Reid, you finish the food on your plate or you won't be allowed to eat popcorn with the rest of us during the movie tonight," Claire threatens her six year old son for the eighth time that evening.

"But ma-" Howie begins to protest.

"Howie, just eat your supper and you'll be fine," their twelve year old daughter advises him.

Quil smiles at Claire as they watch their oldest handle their youngest.

Quil glances at his oldest son, Zander Aaron to find him watching his older sister closely. Zander and Marie often stuck together, against poor Howie most of the time, but the camaraderie between the ten and twelve year olds were a great thing to see.

Marie Isabel was tough; she gave Claire plenty of pregnancy problems, and was born pre-maturely. Now though, she helped her siblings lovingly and was head cheerleader for her squad.

Shortly after Marie was born, the pack had visited Claire for the moral support she desperately needed, when Marie happened to be in the room. Marie had opened her eyes for the first time during that visit, resulting in, of course, poor Brady's imprint of their first child.

Zander Aaron and Howie Reid presented no problems, but proved more difficult as infants than Marie.

The two loved their children unequivocally and only hoped for the best in their futures.

x

Brad and Leah

"Brittanie, come on! You've got to finish your homework!" McKaela exclaims to her younger sister.

"But I don't want to! I'm sick of it! It's giving me a head ache." ten year old Brittanie Ryan complains.

"If you don't finish it, mom will never let us watch the Spongebob Marathon tonight," Leah hears her twelve year old daughter, McKaela Jessica complain to her younger sister.

"I don't care," Brittanie drawls out the 'r' in 'care.'

"Brandon!" Brad calls through the house from the door to the attatched garage. "Come help me change the oil in your mothers car!" he calls to their six year old son, Brandon Matthew.

"Oohk!" he calls back excitedly before pulling on his sneakers and running towards the garage door.

"Walking feet!" Leah calls towards her son as he pulls the door shut behind him.

Leah and Brad had been married for fourteen years to the day, and Leah hadn't been phasing since just a year after their marriage, allowing her body to unfreeze from the wolf state and begin to change again, giving her monthly periods and such once again.

Leah was relieved, as was Brad that they could have children after all, and had McKaela just 9 months later.

Leah was finally happy, and friends with her once-sister Emily again, much to Sams happiness. The pack had changed much since Jake had become Alpha, but it was honestly for the better. It allowed Leah and Sam to become friends once again, and Emily and Leah to form a bond much stronger than the one they had had before. They had their girls days, just the two of them at a spa, or out shopping for the day, to get away from the boys; just for the day, of course.

Leah and Brad continued to become closer, each and every day, their relationship progressing and strengthening only as a relationship could as a result of time. They'd faced good times and bad, but had conquered all that was thrown at them, glad that compromise was such a formidable solution.

"Um, Leah?" Brad calls from the garage door, sounding uncertain, breaking her away from her reverie.

"Yeah, babe?" she calls back.

"Um...could you come out here?" he asks hopefully.

"Yeah, is everything alright?" she asks, standing and entering the garage.

"Um..." he leads her around her Explorer, hood still popped to see a small grey wolf rolling around on the ground.

"Oh," was all she managed to say.

Here we go again.

x

Jared and Kim

"Alison, Miranda, for the love of all that is holy, will you two please clean your room?" Kim calls to her two daughters.

"But mom!" they call back in sync.

"Alison Kimberly Redman," she adresses her fourteen year old daughter, "And Miranda Alexa Redman," she adresses her ten year old daughter; "You will go clean your rooms now, so help me god, or you will both be grounded for a month."

"A month!" they both crow, shocked that their mother could do such a thing.

"Yes, your brothers had no problem cleaning their room, so you should be the same. Get to it!" she calls as Jared, her husband of fifteen years walks in the back door.

"Hey, babe, how's it going?"

"Your daughters both refuse to clean their room," she turns around in his arm and kisses him on the lips.

"Is that so?" he asks.

"Well, they were, until I threatened to ground them each for a month," she chuckles at her methods.

"Maaaaaaa!" seven year old Micah Noel runs into the room wailing. "Will stoled my crayons!" he cried.

"William Thomas Redman!" Jared calls through the house to his twelve year old son.

"Dad!" he calls, running from their shared room to greet jared.

"Did you take Micah's crayons?"

"I only borrowed one of them so I could color in part of my science project." he defends himself.

"Only one?" Jared clarifies.

"Yeah, a green one."

"Micah, he only borrowed one, all you had to do was ask why he had it," Jared crouches down to his son.

"Yeah, I guess." Micah says before smiling at Will and running back into their room.

"Sorry about that Will, just ask next time, though, oohk?" Kim says to her son.

"Yeah, that might be a good idea," he smiles wryly at his mother before hugging her quickly and heading back into their room.

"Ready for this?" Kim turns to look at Jared.

"For what?" Kim asks Jared.

"I'm done," he smiles.

"With...?" she asks confused.

"I tried to phase earlier at Sams, I can't do it anymore. I'm done," he grins.

"Jared! That's great! I'm so proud of you!" she squeals, leaping into his arms, where she would forever have a place in.

x

Embry and Sarabeth

"Embry," Sarabeth squeals at her husband of thirteen years.

"Sarabeth," he greets her happily, walking through the bedroom door.

"Look," she directs him towards the bathroom sink. He gives her a questioning look before entering the bathroom and glancing in the sink to see four pink plus signs staring him in the face.

"Pregnant?" he asks, excitedly.

"Yes," she grins, kissing him.

"Should we tell the kids?" he asks, smiling ear to ear.

"Now?"

"Of course," he grabs her hand and leads her into the den where the kids were.

"Dan, Morgan, Jordyn, mommy has good news for us all," Sarabeth grins at her three children. "Mommy's pregnant," husband and wife smile at each other once more.

"What's that?" their youngest son, four year old Daniel Jackson Call asks the two of them.

"It means that mommy has a baby inside of her," Sarabeth grabs his hand. "Right here," she places it on her stomach.

"Really?" their eight year old daughter Jordyn Lee asks.

"Yeah," their oldest, twelve year old Morgan Olivia answers her little sister for her parents.

"Cool, mommy, where do babies come from?" Dan asks suddenly. Embry chuckles and gives Sarabeth the 'all you,' look before disappearing into the house.

"Well, Dan, when two grown ups, like your daddy and I, love each other so very much, they love each other in so many different kinds of ways that, eventually, something inside mommy can grow into a baby." she says.

"Really?" the small boys eyes' light up in wonder.

"Yes," she smiles, glad he took her explanation, knowing that it would be enough; for now.

x

Sam and Emily

"Leanne, please set the table, and Sam, for the love of god, please stop antagonizing your sister," Emily reprimanded her children as she finished cooking her family dinner.

"But mom, she started it," Sam whined.

"Enough, Sam," Emily's husband of seventeen years announced. "Go get your brother for dinner," Sam redirects his son.

Samuel Uley looked lovingly at his wife as their fourteen year old daughter, Leanne Susan set the table.

His son of eleven years, Samuel Harry plopped himself into his chair and began to pour as their oldest son, Aaron David –fifteen years old- walked in.

"Your face will get stuck like that," Leanne sang at him, causing Sam to stick his tongue out at her.

"Lea, don't tease your brother," Sam says as Emily enters the room, arms full of hot food.

"Thanks babe," Sam kisses her scarred cheek after she puts everything down. Emily smiles and touches his cheek before beginning to pass around the food.

Sam hadn't phased in thirteen years now, but there hadn't been many vampire disturbances since then anyways. All was well.

x

Seth and Valerie

"Aurora, that's such a pretty dress. Are you going to wear it over to Nana Sue's so she can see it?" Valerie Kathryn-Clearwater asked her seven year old daughter, Aurora Rose.

"Yeah, its reallll pretty, mom," she agrees, twirling around.

"Good, now how about we go check on daddy and Declynn?" she asks the little girl as they leave the room hand-in-hand.

"Hi, dear," Seth Clearwater greeted his wife of twelve years.

"Mom! Look at my new belt!" Declynn Justin, their eleven year old son exclaimed.

"It's nice," she observes sweetly. "Matches that dark colored hair of yours." She grins wryly.

Declynn was their honeymoon baby, conceived, gladly, but by mere carelessness some time during the two weeks post wedding.

Seth had stopped phasing soon after the birth of Declynn, seeing s he started to quit back before their marriage.

Valerie had opened her own ice rink about eight years ago, and had finally found her star skater, whom she planned to take to the top, with none other than Vanessa Rochester-Meraz at her side.

x

Paul and Vanessa

"Anthony Kyle! You march your bum down here, right now!" Vanessa Meraz's voice was heard throughout the house, as her husband, Paul, held a crying seven year old, Kaylee Morgan.

"I've got it, babe, you finish dinner," he kisses the side of Vanessa's head before meeting his son Anthony at the bottom of the stairs.

"What on earth were you thinking when you threw Malibu Barbie into the toilet?" Paul demands of his son.

"Um…well…I thought…um…it'd be funny." Anthony mumbled out.

"Why, may I ask?" Paul continued.

"I don't know," he looks down.

"Go into the kitchen, clear and then set the table, then after dinner you can clear again and do dishes. You hear?" Paul delegates out the punishment.

"Ok," Anthony gets up and rambles into the kitchen to do as he was told.

Ten minutes later, all seven Merazs were found sitting around their dining room table, eating the amazing beef stew dinner Vanessa had produced.

Paul slid his fingers through his wife Vanessa's and shared a smile. The hard work and stress they were each put through all paid off at the end of each day as they saw each of their five children sleeping peacefully in their beds.

Paul had stopped phasing just after their now twelve year old daughter, Cassandra Rosalie Meraz was born. Alex Glen was now fifteen years old and a sophomore in high school, much to his own excitement. Merely two years after Cassie was born, the Meraz family welcomed the now ten year old twins Anthony Kyle and Jason Nicholas into the world. Kaylee Morgan, their last, and accidental child was born seven years ago, three years after the twins, completing the large family in La Push.

Paul and Vanessa's lives were filled each passing day from dawn till dusk with their family and the stressors of everyday life.

The two had been married for just over fourteen years now, and planned to stay that way while seeing each baby grow, each graduate, and start a family of their own, receiving the grand kids each child of theirs provided. And then forever, of course. Their love grew day after day, and would forever be inseparable until the day they died.