Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer, so I do not own Twilight.

I am Srah. Sarah, as in Sam's fiance TTYL.

BPOV-

I woke up, and I smelled blueberries mixed with pancake mix. I pulled on my ocean blue bathrobe and walked into our kitchen.

When I made it to our kitchen, Vera was sitting in her highchai, Heather was sitting on the counter, and Edward was standing over the stove.

''Yo, husband,'' I smiled as I leaned against the door frame.

''Hey lady,'' he smiled.

''Mommy, daddy is makin' pancakes,'' Heather smiled.

''Oh sweetie...Daddy can't cook,'' I smirked.

''And your momma can't dance,'' he nodded solemly, a glint of laughter in his emerald green eyes.

I laughed and walked over to him, wrapping my arms aound his muscular waist from behind.

I discreetly smelled my husband. He still smelt incredible. Like when I first met him.

And to think now...we had a family. It was true. I had no clue in hell how to raise my kids. And Iwas terrified for their lies. And I wanted to protect them.

And Edward. Edward had been my rock through this all. It was...it was like

APOV-

He was the best thing that ever happened to me. And Jasper would stay that way. We had a beautifl famile. And as far as I could tell, we where as crazy as eachother now as we where in the beginning.

Ya know what? It...it still amazed me how Jasper could put up with all my crazy moodswings. And this was pefect. I am, and always will be a pixie. Sugar will always be part of my life, and I will always hae mood swings.

Jasper was perfect for me. We where amazing together.

We had a beautiful family. Cindy Ella, Malcolm, and little Jackson who was on the way.

Jasper and I wherecomplete opposites. He was calm, cool, and collected. I was spontaneous, wild, and usually bouncing or dancing around.

Cindy Ella had deceoped her father's personality. She was quiet, and was always sitting in the corner reading a picture book or coloring.

Malcolm, how ever, was another sto. He was as cazy as I was, insane when hyped off on sugar.

All in all...I'd say we where

RPOV-

Lucky. That's what we were.

I watched Emmett play on the floor with Violet, who was grinning madly, her dimples appearing on her cheeks.

I was ecstatic when I found out I was pregnant again. I mean...I'd just beeen waiting for this for so long.

I was going to have twin girls. I wanted their names to be simila to mine...you know. Be named sort of after a flower?

Let's see...Violet, Iris, and Lilly.

As fr I was concerned, we wherew blessed.

I put my hand on my stomach, and my girls kicked. Tears rushed to my eyes, and I was filled with overwhelming visins of what was coming soon.

Violet, Iris and Lilly running around the yard, playing tag and dnching neachother with water guns.

Wearing matching dresses during the holidays.

Starting pageants.

Playing sports.

Family dinners.

Christmas Cards.

Family vacations...

Growing up to quickly.

I was ready. And I was eady for the rest of my life with Emmett. He was the

MPOV-

Best thing I never knew I needed, And as if that wheren't enough...he was over the moon.

I was ready to try for another baby, so you can only imagine how fast he agreed to that.

And now I was pregnant. I was pregnant with our baby girl.

Jacob had been very supportive. We spent like an hou just dancing aound after we found out I was pregnant with our daughter.

Jake Mchels had not taken to easily to the thought of another girl around the house...but I knew he would warm up to the idea.

I was worried, though. I had begun to feel...never mind. I am probably just being silly.

But...well...wha's up with Jake? He has been acting weird. I don't mean the usual he's-never-home-and-who-is-that-mysterious-lady weird. I mean full on-he's-acting-way-too-careful-around- me weird. And I knew their was onnly one person who would know besides Jacob himself.

I whipped out my cellphone. I knew exactly who I was gonna call.

Sam Uley, and Embry Call.