This is the last chapter, basically an epilogue. I have lost all hope in this story and I don't want to drag this out anymore. I am sorry to all my readers and I promise bigger and better things are coming from me in the future. Watch this space.

Twi-girl09

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"Your blood test showed something unexpected." I frown and my blood runs cold. What has James done to me?

"And?" I push, wanting her to put me out of my misery.

"Bella, you're pregnant."

Epilogue.

Finding out I was pregnant was both a blessing and a curse. Edward, as expected was ecstatic. He was so happy the smile never left his face for the next few hours. We both knew it was his as there has never been anyone else for me. If James would have done something, I wouldn't have found out this early and I'm already over four weeks. The whole family was super happy too.

I was in shock for a little while, not actually believing I was pregnant, yet again. Everything that had happened today may have not happened because I'm pregnant anyway. I feel horrible about causing an argument and Edward getting hurt, but then, I realised that if I didn't go to James' I wouldn't have met Victoria and got her out of that place. She needed help and that was what she got.

Emily was confused about what pregnant meant, but when we explained it to her, she was happy, but a little sad to. She was scared we wouldn't love her anymore. We all laughed at that, knowing we could never love her. She truly is my angel and nothing would change that.

The first month after we found out, Edward was just coming out of the hospital and was currently fussing over me. I had to constantly remind him that I had done a pregnancy all on my own and that he was the one that needed to sit down and rest. He was the one that got stabbed after all.

Edward and I moved into a small cottage in the forest by the Cullen's mansion, knowing it would be easier to raise both children on our own this time. It isn't that we don't love Esme's help, but I want to do this on my own this time and Edward felts the same.

At twenty weeks into the pregnancy, we found out we were having a little boy this time. I missed this with Emily, not going to the scans and finding out everything before the birth. For all I knew, Emily could have been deformed and had special needs, I am just glad that she didn't.

Billy was the name that we liked. We picked it straight away and that what the small boy in my stomach was known as for the rest of my pregnancy. Billy Cullen. It wasn't until he was born that we changed it. Holding him in my arms, moments after the birth, he didn't look like a Billy. Edward even said that his son wasn't a Billy.

When I first saw my little boy, my heart was a goner. I knew that much then. His brown hair, the same shade as mine was sticky, but soft. His pale skin was like Edwards and not like my sickly pale. He had green eyes, much like Edwards and they shined with such intensity, even at minutes old. I feel hard for him and I knew Edward felt the same way.

He had a different name by the end of the day and Emily was introduced to Kye, her little brother. She loved him right from the off and insisted that she was in charge day in, day out. She helped me and Edward when we brought him home and she was always in the same room with him, just watching him sleep.

After one week, Emily was already asking for a new brother or sister. Me, still recovering from the last one, glared playfully at her and told her there would be no more brothers or sisters. She just pouted and told me there would be. Edward laughed through the whole thing.

Esme and Alice, along with Rosalie and our newest member of our group, Victoria, doted over the tiny baby. Being a week late, he was still incredibly tiny. Carlisle, Jasper and Emmett took interest in the newest Cullen and were round every day for at least an hour. We were all shocked that they would be so interested in him, but they were.

Edward was the proudest father. He looked at both children with such pride and would thank me for making him so happy. Of course, I was so emotional I cried all the time, claiming I should be thanking him.

Our first year with Kye was a year filled with happiness. I missed my parents and regretted that they couldn't be here to see both children, but I knew that deep down, they were watching over us all, making sure we were all okay.

Lying in bed with my husband and thinking back on everything, I realise how truly lucky I am. I have two very healthy children and granddaughters on the way. To say I was shocked when Emily came home on her sixteenth birthday and told me she was expecting, would be an understatement. Finding out it was twins nearly gave me a heart attack.

My first reaction was to cry and scream and throw things, but then I remember how scared I was when I found out I was pregnant with her. I just hugged her and we cried together. Edward was mad, claiming he was going to cut off her boyfriends…dangly bits, shall we say, but I calmed him down.

Kye is a very smart kid and has university's already looking into his education, even if he is only fourteen. When he told us he wanted to follow his father and become a doctor, Edward beamed and showed him off to all his fancy doctor friends. They were very impressed and I rolled my eyes, Emily following my example and also rolling her eyes.

Being both lookers, both children were dating at eight, claiming they were in love with whoever they were with that week. Kye was changing relationships daily and Edward would just smile proudly. When he turned thirteen, he feel in 'love' with a pretty young girl called Julie. When they were together over a month, Edward and I talked to her parents and they were fine with the relationship.

After being together for a year, we realised they might just work out. Emily also fell in love with a nice young chap called Louis. I didn't know they were sexually active until she told us about her pregnancy. He stood by her through it all and that got him in both mine and Edwards's good books.

Edward sighs and rolls over, his hand going to my stomach like a magnet. Yes, being pregnant at the same time as your teenage daughter isn't ideal, but we were going to tell both the children the same day she told us. Turns out baby Caleb wanted to be the same age as both his nieces.

Having only a few days left before both my daughter and I are due, Edward is on red alert. He wants to help us both through the labour as I can't be there with Emily. Emily and Louis both live at home with us, knowing they will need the help.

"Mom! Dad!" Edward is up and out of bed before I can even tell him. I struggle out of the bed and waddle to Emily's room. She's sitting on her bed, a wet patch all around her and Louis looking scared in the corner.

"My water broke." She tells me, her eyes filled with tears. I nod, going over and holding my daughter close to me.

"You're going to be a mom." I smile, my eyes filled with tears and I kiss her sweaty forehead, knowing everything is going to be okay.

Well, that is the end of this story. Like it? Hate it? I know it's a crappy ending, but I wanted this story finished because I don't want my readers to wait any longer. Thank you for all sticking by me and reviewing. It means so much.

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