Author Notes: And so This is it. The last chapter… end of the line….finished the story. Over and done with…etcetera… etcetera… etcetera… Enjoy and review.

Chapter Ten
Carlisle's Point of View.

"Where did she meet them at? In a tribal council?" She said and then she howled with laughter.

She was laughing hysterically and we could smell the salt of her laughter-tears. She tried to gasp for air. I wonder why she found that so funny. Of course, from what we learned, she was easily amused.

I would miss being her neighbor when we move in a few days. Esme was fluttering around the apartment, packing what little belongings that we brought.

"That was great!" Her mother said, laughing along with her. However, her father didn't think it was so great and we heard a door slammed and angry mutterings. The mother and daughter ignored him as they laughed. The neighbor girl laughing the hardest. So hard I thought she'd pass out. I still wondered why that was funny.

"Her grandmother is the daughter of an Native American Chief." He simply said. Of course he would know, he was the mind reader. He knew more about that family that he wasn't willing to share. Said it wasn't his to share and we all understood that. He helped wrapped up some of Esme's breakables as I lounged on the couch.

I was wearing cargo pants and a dark blue shirt and my hair wasn't slicked back. I was dressed as a normal 23-year-old would be dressed.

"We're out of boxes." Esme said, frowning. I stood up.

"I'll go get some more." I told her as I went over and kissed her tenderly. She ran a hand through my hair, tussling it a bit. I grinned and nibbled on her lip gently. "Be back soon." I finally tell her as I pull away. Edward's face is one of disgust. I thought you'd be used to it by now after many decades of us being together.

He laughed and then looked serious. "Parents shouldn't make out in front of their children. That's why Bella and I never make out in front of Nessie." He said seriously. I chuckled and left.

"Die Jacob! DIE! DIE! DIE!" the neighbor girl cackled and I chuckled. She didn't like Jacob at all. Not one bit. Except for his foul smell and his imprinting on my grandbaby, he really wasn't such a bad kid. Unless you count the times he tried to steal Bella from Edward or called us names or wanted shortly before finding out Bella was pregnant with Nessie… then yes, he wasn't a bad kid.

I returned home to find it quiet and my children, except Alice, Rosalie, Bella and Renesmee who were in New Hampshire preparing our house for us, sitting on the couch, staring at Jacob. In front of Jacob were six packages of Oreos.

Uh-oh, this can't be good. Edward looked at me and smirked. I quirked an eyebrow up and Jacob started eating the Oreos. I wonder if people can overdose on cookies. Edward laughed.

"For a doctor Carlisle…" He started and I interrupted him.

"If you want to live to see tomorrow, I advise you not to finish that sentence." I threatened my son. He promptly shut up. "Good boy." I patted his messy hair. "Jacob, don't come running to me if you get sick." My sons burst into laughter as Jacob devoured the disgusting Oreos.

"I'm gonna read." We heard a murmur and suddenly we all sat in the living room, sitting down. Amazing how three simple words caught our attention.

"Nothing good to read. Maybe this is it then. The end. No more good stories to read." She murmured and we sighed. No more stories. "Now, it's time to write my own… I have many ideas to torture Jacob and the Cullens." she cackled and we sighed.

"It just FIGURES." Emmett said, "That she would write about us AFTER we're going to move." He spoke what was on everyone's mind it seemed since we nodded in agreement.

"Now what if the Cullens were my neighbors… that would be embarrassing." She mused. Oh if only she knew. If only she knew. "It would make a great story though..."

The end.