WELL HERE WE ARE-THE EPILOGUE. I HAVE SOME MORE NEWS…
Jacob; Please don't be bad!
Paul; Yeah, no more sudden announcements!
SSage (BETA): I second that thought!
Me; Oh will you hush! This is about what you and I discussed!
SSage; Oh right…That *coughs uncomfortably while shifting his gaze everywhere *
Me; Well, my wonderful BETA pointed a few things out and even mentioned a sequel-by the way, you should thank him for all the mistakes he fixed otherwise it would have been a mess! If you don't like the idea, okay-but SSage, me, and hopefully the wonderful characters of the twilight series like the idea!
Embry; Wait, so if there's a sequel…
Bella; Yes Embry, a lot more awkwardness.
Me; *grins evilly* Oh, you two haven't even seen the outtakes plans.
Embry& Bella: *both gulp*
Seth; Uh oh…SSage?
SSage; Uh, yes Seth, I'm still…
Me: *Glares*
SSage; *clears throat* Don't scare them Vicky, you need them.
Me; *frowns* I'm just stating facts! Ugh! I don't own anything all that jazz.
35 years later
A fairly fit but elderly Embry with a paper-thin scar on his face, and salt and pepper hair walked into a beautifully simple house, the walls all painted a lovely cream, the furniture a soft dark red and pictures of family everywhere. A light brown dog watched him from its position on the living room rug with tired eyes. Embry rinsed his dirt riddled hands in the kitchen sink, smelling the smell of cheese baking.
"Is that you dear?" A small, feminine voice called. An elderly woman rounded the corner with a jar of something red-most likely her strawberry jam. The man smiled at her. No matter what Bella would be beautiful to him.
"Yes it's me." Bella set the jar of jam on the counter and kissed her husband of thirty-one years. Quite a long time, but that's what happened when you married someone you loved so deeply sometimes.
"Excited to see the kids?" he asked as he wiped his wet hands on his jeans. His wife smiled and pulled out a wonderful looking casserole from the oven. She placed six plates and pairs of silver wear, along with whipped cream for the desert on the table.
"I always am. It's nice to have a meal with them every once in a while…" she trailed off as she stuck her head in the fridge to look for carrots. She pulled her long grey hair in a ponytail and gripped a sharp knife in her nimble hands while her husband wondered off to set the table. Embry gingerly took the pan of casserole from the kitchen onto the dining room table, then the basket of bread, and then the freshly made salads. Their son and family were coming for dinner, something they hadn't done in weeks. There was a quick, eager knock at the door.
"It's open." Embry called. In an instant two toddlers bolted into the house-one a girl with short black hair and big hazel eyes, the other a boy with light brown hair and familiar almost black eyes, both wearing red long sleeved shirts and jeans except the boy had a rip in his, both of them adorably tiny.
"Grandpa!" the two children squealed and latched their grandfathers legs in tight hug. He laughed heartily and peeled the kids off his legs to kiss both of the top of their heads. He held each by the waist in one of his arms.
"How are my little monsters doing?" he cooed. The toddlers are rambunctious three year olds who couldn't ever stay still and had a frightening appetite, thus the name little monsters.
"RAWR!" they screamed in unison. He chuckled and set them down on their feet. They ran into the kitchen to greet Bella.
"Oh there are the little monsters!" Embry chuckled.
A lean and tall young man walked into the dining room that looked almost exactly like Embry when he was young, except he had a pair of glasses resting snuggly on his nose and lighter eyes.
"Long time no see dad." The two men shared a hug.
"Far too long Preston. Can't leave your old man hanging!" Preston grinned.
A curvy woman with light curly brown hair and green eyes carrying a baby bag walked in and smiled at her father in law. Embry kissed her cheek.
"Jessica, you look lovely as always." Jessica laughed lightly.
"Always the charmer!" Embry jokingly wiggled his eyebrows and left to help his wife finish setting the table. "Oh and could you get the kids?" Jessica asked sweetly. The toddlers were following her every step she took in the kitchen, their eyes transfixed on the fascination of how their grandmother could produce such great food. Oh how they loved watching her cook.
"Drake, Josie, mommy wants you." The children trotted off to find their mother in the small home. Embry wrapped his hands around his wife's shoulder and kissed the side of her head. She sighed and finished spreading the strawberry jam on the first layer of chocolate cake. Life was so wonderfully simple; they never felt upset about anything in their small cottage in Colorado. Bella topped the elegantly decorated cake with a single layer of whipped cream and a few fresh strawberries. She hid the cake away in the fridge before the children could spot it. Bella placed a finger on her lips to show him to be quiet. He chuckled and pretended to zip his lips.
"Alright who's ready to eat?" he asked as he entered the dining room. The kids sat on their phone book covered chairs as their parents sat down around. Bella cut squares off the casserole and placed a piece on everyone's plate.
"Looks great mom." Preston said as he scooped a mouthful onto his fork. It was everyone's favorite-steak and potato casserole with green beans and cheese. The toddlers eagerly stuffed mouthfuls into their face. Jessica complimented Bella on her choice of using Velveeta instead of shredded cheese. Dinner was quiet and peaceful-the clanging of forks, the kids slurping on their drinks and the occasional crunching of lettuce.
"So how's work, Preston?" Embry asked after swallowing some salad. The young man shrugged.
"Eh, it's work." His job was in mechanics-he was one of those people that just did 3D set up for the designers. Jessica playfully flicks her husband.
"Not just eh! He got promoted the other day!"
"That's wonderful!" Bella praised. "What's your position?"
"I help with designs now, but they still like to keep me in the 3D room since I was best with the equipment." Preston answered, humbled by his mother's praise. Embry smiled at his son.
"Sounds like you got a double job." When everyone had their fill of casserole, Bella stood up and retrieved the cake from the fridge and set it on the table. The kids cheered with glee at the sight of something sweet. Bella cut generous slices for everyone and let them dig into the treat. Preston put his fork down-he was having a moment.
"Mmm, I forgot how you made this!" Embry laughed at his sons face. It was his favorite ever since he was ten. The toddlers enjoyed their slices as well, talking through mouthfuls of cake of how it was 'yummy' and 'da best ever.'
"You'll have to let me take some home so I have a spell over that man!" Jessica joked, jerking a thumb toward her husband. Bella laughed at her daughter-in-law. When the cake was devoured, Embry took the dishes into the kitchen and set them in the dishwasher. Any other night he would have just done them, but Bella had pulled him into the living room where the little children had a thick black leather book in their hands with the words 'memory lane' printed in fancy gold lettering. Embry chuckled.
"They were looking for Thomas the Train and thought this was more interesting." Bella muttered lovingly-she knew what it was.
"What is it grandpa?" Josie asked innocently. The elderly man placed his grandchildren on his lap and opened the big black book to reveal rows of pictures; the first one was of him when he was younger with Leah and Seth.
"This is a photo album. All of these pictures are from when your grandma and I were like your mommy and daddy." Bella said as she took a spot next to her husband. He pointed to a picture of three teens in swim wear, one smiling brightly with braces.
"This first one is me, your great aunt Leah and Uncle Seth when we went to Hawaii. We had so much fun on that trip" Drake pointed at his mouth in the picture with small fingers.
"What's that on your teeth?" Embry chuckled.
"Those are braces-I hated wearing those. Dumb pieces of metal" He muttered. Preston and Jessica were now watching them on the loveseat, listening to everything that the elderly couple was telling their children. Josie turned the page clumsily, skipping a few by accident to the page that held pictures of a young Embry and Bella. Josie smiled and pointed to one from their wedding, the two of them standing closely together with huge grins on their faces.
"Is that grandma?" She gasped. "You look like a princess." Embry smiled dreamily at his wife.
"She was-absolutely beautiful walking down that isle, blushing like mad in that gorgeous wedding dress with little lily trailing behind her and hair down in those wild curls." Bella looked away in flattery from her husband's words.
"Last I checked dad you were quite the looker too that night." Embry rolled his eyes at his son. Bella chuckled.
"He was. You looked so handsome in that suit with that big grin on your face. Paul tried everything and couldn't get you to quit!" She smiled fondly at him. Drake turned the page against his twin sisters wishes. He giggled.
"What are these?" Embry laughed when he saw where his grandson had gone. Oh…that one.
"That's when we went on our honeymoon…that horse didn't like me very much." In the picture Embry was scowling at a brown horse that held his hat in its mouth, the tour guide laughing his butt off.
"You were so mad that day-you called that animal an idiot!" Embry held his hands up in defense.
"The thing nearly took my head with the hat!" The toddlers giggled at their grandfather. Josie looked at the page next to the honeymoon and saw Embry holding a small baby with tear brimmed eyes.
"Who's that?" She asked. Embry smiled at the picture of him holding the baby.
"That's your dad when he was born! He was such a little guy…just like you." Embry playfully pushed their noses. Drake giggled as his father frowned.
"I was not!" He argued.
"Oh yes you were, your hands were so small that you could barely make a fist around your fathers thumb!" Preston groaned. He loved his parents, but sometimes they enjoyed torturing him a little too much! Embry turned the page and sighed. It was a picture of him, Quil and Paul on a fishing trip. Paul was dripping wet, proudly holding a huge trout, while Quil was wiping his glasses with a huge grin on his face, and Embry's hand resting on his shoulder. That day was hilarious; Bella had recommended a fishing trip get away after Quil got engaged to Claire Hamilton.
They had a good time. They drank a few beers, joked around, enjoyed sandwiches Bella had packed and didn't mind the long moments when the fish weren't biting. They talked for hours about nothing in order. Embry had been falling asleep when Paul shouted at him about something nearly pulling him into the water. The three of them had struggled to pull the line, rocking the boat to the point that Paul fell into the water and wrestled the fish and dragged it onto the shore. They had the best grilled fish sandwiches that night.
He smiled. He wondered how Paul was doing-he hadn't talked to that old fart in about five months. Josie turned the page again, entering a section of pictures of Preston in his teen years-thirteen to be exact. One was of him and Bella sitting on the porch of their previous home, Christmas hats and thick coats on. Seeing these pictures reminded Embry of all the years he couldn't believe how his life had turned around so suddenly, how a shy figure skater pulled him out of his depression, how he gained so many friends, and how he was gifted with such a wonderful family. He wouldn't trade anything. He smiled at his wife as she talked about all the times they went skating as they continued to go through the photo album.
She talked about his reaction when she told him she was pregnant, and many other stories that seemed so long ago. At some point he faded into his own little world while the stories continued to flow, until Josie's little hand pressed against his cheek.
"Yes?" Drake pointed to a picture, a look of awe on both of their faces. Embry's eyes widened when he saw the picture-everyone he knew and loved all together, confetti and people everywhere, Preston on his shoulders and his arm around Bella's waist.
"What's that from grandpa?" Josie asked in surprise. The elderly man looked at his grandchildren and smirked. Bella raised an eyebrow at him. He patted the children's heads and took a deep breath.
"That is a story for some other time." The children looked at him perplexed, but let it pass and kept looking through the photo album, unaware of what started to churn in their grandfather's head. Embry may have said his life was peaceful, but sometimes it didn't stay that way.
Paul; Wow…that's just screaming sequel
Seth; Oh, yeah!
ME; Yep-there's a hidden story! Thanks to SSage
SSage; *Blushes and rubs back of head* It's not all that special, I mean it's all just based off where I was expecting the story to go/would have taken the story…
Jacob; This is going to be awesome!
Me; FAREWELL UNTIL A FEW OUTTAKES!
SSage: We hope to see you all real soon!
Everyone: *Waves* Bye!
SSage: *whispers* desu~…