This is it! Definitely my favourite chapter, I think. And, as for the extended and deleted scenes, I'm sorry, dudes. I'm way too damn busy as it is to continue this story. It's really the end this time.

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Bella

"Edward, where are you?" I whispered into my head set walkie talkie.

"I'm in the northeast corner of the second floor, over," Edward breathed back. "Bella, you have to say 'over,' over."

I rolled my eyes with a smile. "You're ridiculous...over."

"That's more like it, over."

I held my gun at shooting level and walked quickly through the smoke overlaying the area. I hid behind a wall closer to my target. He was defenceless now.

I pulled away from the wall and held my finger on the trigger, ready to go in for the kill.

I felt a gun brush at my bare neck.

"What do you think you're doing?" a woman asked from behind me.

"I'm about to shoot your husband," I answered calmly.

"Oh, hell no you aren't!" she screeched.

She pulled her gun away from my neck and shot me in the back.

The target on my back dinged.

"Rosalie!" I exclaimed, turning around. "It's supposed to be guys on girls, remember?"

"I heard you talking to Edward on your fancy walkie talkie, Bella," she argued.

I laughed before shooting her in the chest and sticking out my tongue before turning around and shooting Emmett in the back.

"Awe, fuck!" Emmett exploded when he heard his target ding.

I saw Jasper cornering Alice and I shot him quickly in the back a few times. Then Alice got him a bunch of times in the chest.

The only person I hadn't seen yet was Edward. I couldn't let him sneak up on me.

I quickly left the scene, searching for my husband. He was a sly laser tagger. He never came out of hiding until everyone was tired out.

"What the fuck, over?" I whispered into the microphone by my mouth. "Where are you, over?"

Edward laughed. "Oh, Bella, that's for me to know and for you to find out, over."

"I will find out, over," I replied fiercely, running up the ramp.

I walked around the second floor, hearing my in-laws and friends laugh and shoot each other. They didn't get as into laser tag as Edward and I did.

I stayed as quiet as possible as I roamed no man's land, searching for the enemy.

Edward popped up out of nowhere and grabbed me by the waist and easily threw me to the ground. He straddled my waist and pinned my arms down.

I raised an eyebrow at him as I felt his erection against me. He just shrugged with a grin.

"The idea of catching you turns me on," he explained nonchalantly. He leaned into me. "Having sex while we're playing laser tag turns me on even more.

I laughed shortly. "Tell me something that doesn't turn you on."

"Having Esme walk in on us when I'm about to be cured of my morning wood," Edward answered automatically.

Our youngest child liked to crawl into bed with us first thing in the morning, much to Edward's dismay.

"Is it a turn-off when I'm pregnant?" I asked him slyly.

"No," he murmured against my neck. "I love it when you're horny and pregnant."

I smiled giddily. "Good, 'cause I'm pregnant again."

Edward pulled away. "What?"

Oh shit. What if he didn't want another kid?

"I-I'm pregnant," I whispered.

"Bella, that's-that's amazing!" Edward exclaimed leaning down to kiss me.

He let go of my hands so I could wrap them around his neck.

We made out on the floor for a while before Edward pulled away.

"When did you find out that you're pregnant?" he gasped huskily.

"A few weeks ago," I murmured. "I was waiting just...just in case."

Edward nodded solemnly. We had lost our last baby because I had miscarried. I hadn't known I was pregnant and a big Russian man beat me pretty badly while I was on a quick mission to Denmark last year.

"But, I'm already seven weeks along now," I continued joyfully.

"That's wonderful, Bella," Edward whispered before kissing me again.

My life has seriously changed in the past four years. Edward and I got married about two months after I got out of the hospital on a whim. It was just us two in Vegas. The FBI dropped the charges because I agreed to work for them. They needed an experienced female agent in the international affairs bureau. The only thing that sucks about that is that I have to be away from my kids at least two weekends a month. But, Emmett's very good to me. He's given me mat leave every time I've been pregnant and he always makes sure that Edward and I never work together so that one of us is always at home with the kids.

Project R was destroyed by yours truly. Well, except for Alex Palomino, the doorman that killed James while I was unconscious. We send him a Christmas card every year in thanks.

Carlisle and I filed a case against James for abusing and torturing me. I got all of his money in the end. The jury was absolutely sickened by what James had done to me. One woman ran out of the room to throw up while I described what it felt like to get your fingers cut off.

I got pregnant soon after Edward and I got married. We named our first two sons (they were twins) Jacob Aro Cullen, in honour of Jake and Aro since both of them have had a huge impact on our lives, and Emmett Charlie Cullen, because Emmett and I had gotten extremely close during that time. Unfortunately, didn't have tear ducts and Emmett's bones were nearly unbreakable because of me. The surgeries and antiserums had run so deep that my genetic makeup had been altered. Jacob and Emmett had just turned three a few weeks ago.

And, Edward's little angel, Esme Renee Cullen. She's one-and-a-half now, and the girl version of Edward. She's the only child with Edward's hair and my eyes. Jacob and Emmett both have my hair and Edward's eyes. She really is daddy's little girl. Esme had taken my abnormal strength. My nipples had nearly been ripped off the first time I breast fed. We had to give her bottles, a steel crib, and specially made toys. At least Edward wouldn't have to worry about Es and boys.

Edward pulled into the driveway of our rather large home in Washington and I could practically hear Jacob and Emmett running towards the door, yelling at the top of their lungs while Emily Uley, our babysitter, tried to calm them down.

Edward and I got out of the vehicle and walked into the house hand-in-hand.

"MAMA!" Emmett yelled as he ran at me full tilt. Thank God I was still strong because Emmett neatly bowled me over when he latched onto my legs.

I ruffled his curly brown hair. "Hey, Emmy. How was your day?"

"Good!" he chirped. "Did ya beat Dad at laser tag again?"

I grinned at Edward. "Of course."

Edward scoffed as he picked up little Es. "I don't think so, baby."

"Mama beat you," Emmett sang. Emmett was always on my side.

I raised an eyebrow and smirked at Edward.

I quickly paid Emily and thanked her for putting up with my crazy children.

"Do we need to settle the score outside, Dad?" I asked Edward.

He leaned into my ear. "Maybe we need to settle this in the bedroom tonight."

I blushed and bit my lip.

"What did Dad say, Mama?" Emmett asked me as he pulled on my t-shirt.

"He said that he doesn't think I can beat him!" I quickly lied.

Emmett started laughing. "Jake, who do you think'll win? Mama or Dad?"

Jacob was just like Jake from Phoenix. He was a thinker.

"What are they playin'?" he asked.

"Whatcha playin', Mama?" Emmett asked as he bounced on the balls of his feet.

"What are we playing, Dad?" I asked with a smirk.

"How about tag?" Edward asked Es, who was smiling widely.

She giggled, blowing spit bubbles out of her mouth and clapping excitedly.

"I'll take that as a yes," Edward laughed.

I grabbed Es's walker and led my family outside. Emmett and Jacob were running around the swingset, waiting for Edward and I to get organized.

I tapped Edward on the shoulder as he set Es in the walker.

"You're it," I whispered into his ear. "If you can catch me, I'll ride you so hard you'll forget how to breathe."

Edward choked on his own tongue as I grinned and ran away.

"Dad's it, Dad's it!" I called, running behind the sandbox.

Emmett yelled as he ran to the rosebush and Jacob quickly scampered behind the shed.

I smiled at Edward, placing my hands on my knees as I waited for the chase to begin.

"Come on, Edward," I taunted.

"Oh, I'll be coming, baby," Edward answered, his voice giving away the double meaning.

Edward sprinted through the sandbox and I squealed as I ran to the playhouse. Edward was right on my heels as I turned the corner, running towards the rosebush where Emmett was hiding.

"Em!" I cried. "Help me!"

Emmett hopped out from behind the rosebush with his hands on his hips.

"Stop, Dad!" he exclaimed. "Imma superhero and I gotta save Mama from you!"

Edward easily picked Emmett up and tucked him under his arm, still running after me.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Emmett yelled as Edward ran with him.

I started laughing so hard that I had to stop running. I loved my life so much that it hurt sometimes.

I laid down on the ground beside Es's walker, holding my stomach as I laughed.

Edward set Emmett down hastily before leaning down by my feet and dragging my body towards him. He sat down on my waist and put his hands on either side of my face.

"I win," he breathed before kissing me.

"Ugh! Dad! Don't kiss Mama!" Emmett exclaimed from behind Edward. "Boys don't kiss girls!"

I giggled as I tightened my grip on Edward's neck and kissed him hard again.

"Mama," Jacob groaned.

"Mama!" Esme cried, jumping up and down in her walker.

Emmett jumped on Edward's back. "Dad! You're gunna get cooties from Mama!"

I let my mouth hang open in mock shock. "Emmett! Do you think I have cooties?"

Emmett nodded sadly. "I'm sorry, Mama, but Carson said all girls have cooties, even Mama's. Right, Jake?"

Jacob nodded solemnly.

"What has Uncle Emmett been teaching his children?" I muttered to myself.

I grabbed Emmett off of Edward's back and began kissing his face, making him giggle and yell at me.

"Mama!" he kept yelling. "Stop it!"

"Now you have cooties too!" I declared proudly.

"Eww!" Emmett screamed.

"I'm not sleepin' with him, Mama," Jacob told me seriously.

"You know what gets rid of cooties? A bath," Edward informed our sons.

Edward bathed Emmett and Jacob while I took care of Esme. Esme may be her father's daughter, but she was still a lot like me. She was stubborn and always extreme in her emotions. So, I always did her bath and put her to bed.

I traded with Edward when it came to putting the kids to sleep. He sang to Esme and I told Emmett and Jacob a story.

The house was finally silent. We could finally have Edward and Bella time rather than being parents.

Edward brushed his teeth wearing nothing but his boxers while I changed into my sexiest lingerie.

I walked into the bathroom in my short, dark blue silk dress. I kissed Edward's shoulder as I ran my arms down his biceps.

Edward wiped his mouth quickly and turned to face me, catching my lips with his.

He ran his hands down my back to cup my ass, lifting me off the floor and quickly carrying me to our bed.

Edward threw me down and began groping my breasts through my tiny dress with one hand and hitching my right leg with the other.

"Uh, uh, uh," I murmured against his lips. "Don't you remember the prize? I get to ride you."

Edward chuckled throatily. "How could I forget something like that?"

I rolled us over quickly and pulled my dress off so that I was completely naked before putting my mouth on Edward's neck. He groaned while I sucked and nipped at his skin. I moaned while he massaged my ass and low back.

I started pushing Edward's boxers down with my toes before getting frustrated and ripping them off with my hands.

"God, I love it when you get impatient," Edward growled huskily, his green eyes dark with lust.

I smiled seductively at him as I pulled off of him and guided his cock into my wet, hot centre. I placed my hands on Edward's abs as I began to slide up and down on his erection, picking a fast speed. Skin was slapping on skin and we were both moaning each other's names in sheer ecstasy. Edward quickly sat up so that his cock reached even deeper inside of me.

I felt a tightening in my stomach as I thrashed my body against Edward's harder than I had in a long time.

Finally, the dam broke inside me and I screeched, "Edward!" before feeling Edward orgasm and cum inside me with a loud, "Fuck, Bella!"

I leaned my head against Edward's chest as he fell back down on the bed. We both were panting and sweating and completely happy.

Edward pulled a blanket over us and ran his hand over my hair as our breathing evened out, eventually leading to us falling asleep.

I was the luckiest girl in the world. I was once the most wanted assassin in the States, surely getting a death sentence if I was caught, and now I had a perfect family. Life couldn't get any better than this.

THE END FOR REAL THIS TIME.


*tear* Yes, 'tis true. It's the end for realsies. I'll miss writing this story a ton, but it was just the right time to end it. No sequels will ever be coming from me ever, P.S.

Fuck, do I ever love my little Emmett. I wanna kid like that. A fucking loud ass kid that's fucking awesome. Kids like that kill me. Speaking of kids killing me, I'll just share a quick, cute story about that: I was at the park with my younger sisters, fooling around, playing tag and what-not, when this play school kid comes to the park all by himself. He's one of the funniest five-year-olds I know, no joke. He said something crazy, and I said, "Oh my Lord, kids kill me." And he looks me straight in the eyes, serious as a priest and says, "I won't kill you." God, did I ever laugh. Sorry for the random story, but fuck. If that's not funny, I don't know what is.

I dunno if anyone else watches Family Guy, but the whole "What the fuck, over?", "Brian, you didn't say over, are you done talking, over?", and "This conversation is over, over." is a hot calamity here in Saskatchewan. Honestly, this whole long weekend, my best friend and I would drunk dial each other and greet each other with, "What the fuck, over?" instead of a normal "Hey, pal, how's it goin'?" I think everyone should start saying "What the fuck, over?" 'cause it's funny, haha.

Remember the brown-haired kid from Dennis the Menace, the movie? That's what my little Emmett looks like. The Dennis the Menace from the '90's, P.S. I'm a '90's kid.

Song:

If I Never See Your Face Again – Maroon 5 feat. Rihanna

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