Hello Everyone!

Welcome to the last epilogue – and chapter – ever of HtSaL!

Sorry I didn't update yesterday. I thought this baby was going to be like… 1000 words – like the first epi – but it's turned into… well, something a lot longer. That may or may not be because of the lemon below.

Speaking of lemons, I kind of figured out while writing the lemon below – see? I told you there was one! – that I had never written a full-length all human lemon… well, I don't think I have. *mulls over it* Ok. So many I have – but that was a oneshot – it doesn't count!

So, this was odd for me. I've written lemons – obviously – but they're usually for all vamp or human/vamp… so this was an interesting experience for me. Please do not judge to harshly.

Oh… and we see a little more of someone very special in this story… special because they helped Bella chapters and chapters ago… and I do mean chapters ago! *firm nod*

Onward! (Haha… I just thought of that being an Edward… you know. On-ward… like… I don't know, something dirty)

Sigh.

And three years after the last one…

Epilogue 2

Full Circle

"Edward," I moan, throwing my head back.

Even after five years, Edward can make my toes curl.

"Fuck… Bella," he groans, driving into me harder and I cry out, arching into him. My hands tug on his hair and he moans before smashing his lips to mine.

I whimper at the feeling of his tongue against mine, in sync with his cock rubbing against my g-spot. Pulling back quickly, he then thrust in, hitting it and I shout out, clawing at his back and making him hiss. Whether it's a hiss of delight or pain, I don't know, but suddenly his hand is on my clit and he's more determined than ever.

Breaking from the kiss and panting, I push on his chest. He gets the idea and – with a wicked, sexy grin – he flips over and grabs hold of my hips, helping me as I ride him steadily but hard.

Meanwhile, my hands are on his chest. Caressing, playing, tracing fingers everywhere as I look into his eyes and fuck… I'm lost. After all these years – even after all these years – I'm still crazy in love with him. Nothing with my feelings has changed… except they've grown stronger.

I know now that I could never live without him; if he were gone… I'd lose it. I'd… I would never survive it.

I sniffle and lean over him, planting my hands on either side of his head. Crying out as he hits that spot in me again, we fall over the edge and I fall onto him, both of us panting and shivering from the euphoria that we just felt.

My legs are straddling him and when I can, I sit back up again. Looking down at him, I'm shaking with emotion as I look into Edward's eyes, tears welling. Edward looks at me, concerned and honestly, fucking perplexed as he tries to figure out what's wrong.

"Baby?" He whispers, sitting up and I wrap my arms around his neck, squeezing my legs around his waist as he wraps his arms around my waist. I rest my head on his shoulder and sniffle as the tears fall. Edward holds me and rocks me, comforting me and I thank god – someone I used to think didn't exist – that he isn't freaking out.

After a while, I lift my head and plant my forehead against his, looking into his eyes as I breathe deeply, finally calming down.

He smiles at me sweetly, still a little concerned as he looks into my eyes. "Wanna tell me what's going on in that beautiful head of yours?" He asks, moving back and pressing a kiss to my temple, skimming his lips down my face to my neck. I arch it to give him more access and he hums in appreciation.

I swallow and shake my head slightly. When I speak, it sounds hoarse. "It's nothing – just my thoughts getting away at me again, I promise."

Even after these years, I still have some times where I just need to be with Edward – in his arms, with him wrapped around me and comforting me – while I cry. It's usually because I've over-reacted over something, or I've had a bad day or memories have haunted me of something but Edward's always good and patient as I let it all out.

"Ok, baby," he says sweetly into my ear. "You don't have to tell me…"

I smile and sniffle, leaning back to look in his eyes. "I love you."

His eyes sparkle with emotion as he whispers back, "I love you, too."

And just like that… we're gone for the rest of the night.

oOoOo

"Come on Nessie," I say as Edward simultaneously wakes EJ up. At five years old, Nessie's a little easier to wake up than EJ. He's already crying, unfortunately.

"Why?" She whines, wiping at her eyes and I coo just a little at how cute that is. "We going somewhere, mama?"

I smile, "yeah, baby. We're going on a bus ride today! Remember?"

She smiles really big and my smile grows as she gets out of bed and runs into EJ's room – a room she's in almost as much as he is. They have such a good relationship, so happy with each other to just be and play.

I follow her through, walking casually. It is kinda early, after all but Edward and I want to go on the bus with them at the time that we used to and on the same bus route we used to go on. It's something Nessie's been asking about for a while now and we're all too happy to do it now that she's old enough to hopefully sustain some memories of the trip.

But Nessie… she's an inquisitive little thing. She fucking loves asking questions – she'll ask them all the time until she's satisfied with the answers she's gotten, the new knowledge she's acquired.

Just like her father.

EJ is, apparently – well, according to Edward… and Carlisle and Esme – a lot more like me. He's got my curls and hair colour, but Edward's eyes. Nessie has Edward's hair in colour and style but my eyes. That's not all there is though because as far as personalities go, they're both a fairly even divide.

There's a story behind EJ's name. It's actually Edward Jacob, after Edward – his father – and Jacob, the man who helped me when Edward Masen was trying to get his wicked way with me when I'd tried to quit.

Even to this day, that memory makes me shiver.

"Miss Swan, do you mind? Is there something you need?"

"Excuse me, sir?" I say, trying to be polite. But I am sure that the disgust I feel for him is radiating off of me in waves. "But I would rather like to have a word with you."

He sighs. "Can't it wait?"

"No sir," I say quickly, lithely. "It can't."

He sighs loudly and nods at me. I smirk. "Wait outside for me – I will be right out."

I nod at him and open the door, quickly walking through it and closing it behind me.

A few short minutes later, it opens and I turn around.

"I quit," I say and he looks at me.

"What?"

"I. Quit," I say distinctively, crossing my arms over my chest.

He frowns and crosses his own. "Miss Swan, might we discuss this later?"

"No," I say and I step forward. "I know who you are, and I know what you do in your spare time. Remember Edward Cullen? Do you even remember what you did to him last night? Because judging from the fact that only one side of your face is properly shaven and the general rugged look about you… I'd say you are an alcoholic."

He smirks at me, his evil sneer and personality finally coming to show. "So you're the girlfriend, eh? Ah well, if I had only known he'd discovered such a hot piece of ass."

He wraps his arms around me tightly, leaving no room for me to escape.

"Get the fuck off me," I growl and he laughs.

"Feisty. I love feisty women."

The way Mr Masen touches me in vile; sexual and just so wrong.

I can already feel the tears prickle behind my eyes as I fight against him in vain.

His fingers grab and pull on my flesh, nails digging into skin and I scratch him to shit. He grunts and growls and hisses in both pain and pleasure, the latter making me feel sick.

I fight the urge to beg, not wanting to give him that opportunity. I look around, anywhere but his face and when I see someone in the office, I feel hope.

And so I scream.

Loud.

I watch as the man looks up, spluttering and swallowing.

When his eyes meet mine, his gaze hardens and he yells out.

"Hey!" He shouts, jumping up and running toward me.

When he reaches us, he punches the disgusting parasite that is Edward Masen, knocking him out cold.

I am crying as he pulls me away from him and I look down at my ex-boss, thoroughly disgusted.

I turn to the man that saved me, "thank you…?"

"Jacob," he says, reaching out to shake my hand. I look at it, unsure and do not make a move to shake it. He sticks it in his back pocket awkwardly and smiles. "Jacob Black. What's yours?"

"Bella," I say hoarsely before I clear my throat. "Um, I have to go."

Really the reason that I called him EJ – and Edward agreed to it – was because of what Jacob did. Although, I probably wouldn't have if I hadn't meant Jacob at a book signing when I was just six months pregnant – and of course I was showing…

Smiling, I fall into memories.

I sign the woman's copy of the book and smile up at her as I hand it back. "Thanks very much and I hope you like it."

She smiles down at me and gushes before looking behind her and quickly moving along. As she moves out of the way, the next man comes up but I immediately freeze on his face.

Squinting my eyes for a minute, I smile up at him when I'm positive it's him. "Jacob? Jacob Black?"

He frowns, studying me before a broad smile comes across his face. "Holy shit, Bella? As in… Bella from the Masen Foundation? I totally didn't realize it was you!"

I smile and laugh, "Yeah, well… I've changed quite a bit." I gesture down to my belly, "Put on a few kilos, I suppose you could say."

He's smiles and chuckles, shaking his head. "Wow. Who's the lucky guy?"

I snort at his words. "My husband, actually – Edward Cullen… you probably haven't heard of him?"

"No shit," Jacob says, looking at me for a minute as if checking that I'm serious. "You mean, Mr Masen's son?"

I grimace, "his step-son, actually."

Jacob hums, nodding his head. "Knew it was something like that. He's in jail now, you know."

I smile. "Yeah, I do know."

Jacob grins and rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah… I guess you would."

After a few minutes of mindless chatter, he gives me the book and after a little thinking and staring at the page, I begin to write:

"Jacob,

I hope you have success and happiness in your future. Thank you for what you did all those years ago – I will never forget what you did. You've made a difference and helped me so much. I hope you have a nice life… and of course, you enjoy this book!"

Signing it with my name and a smiley face, I grin and close the book, handing it up to him.

"Thank you, Jacob," I say, smiling with warmth up at him.

He nods and says, "That's fine, Bella. Have a nice life."

I laugh, "yeah, you too."

He laughs, too, before he turns and walks away.

I smile and shake my head as I round the corner and walk into EJ's room. At two, he probably should be sleeping in with Nessie still, but Edward and I decided that it would be best for her to have her our room since she's a girl and he's… well, obviously a boy. Plus, we have the space for it in this townhouse.

"Mama!" EJ exclaims, clambering out of Edward's arms as he runs to me. He's so cute that I can't help but laugh as I grab him up in my arms and smother him with kisses. His giggles make me smile as I continue.

You see, Nessie may be a Daddy's girl… but EJ's my baby boy. He's a mama's boy through and fucking through.

"Hey baby," I say, nuzzling my nose against his. I almost 'aw' when he does it back. "You sleep ok?"

He nods firmly, very seriously and I have to stop myself from laughing.

"Oh good," I say, smiling as I kiss his forehead and then hold him on my hip. He sits there pretty well, watching me as I come over to Edward and stand as I speak to him.

"Hey," Edward says, smiling up at me softly and I smile back, biting my lip.

"Hi," I say. I look around the room for a minute.

"Everything ok?" Edward asks, and I know he's still just a little concerned about my reaction… last night. Or was it this morning?

I nod, humming an 'mmhmm' and he nods, muttering something but letting it go.

oOoOo

"Mama?" EJ asks, and I look up at him. I'm holding Nessie's hand and EJ's on his daddy's shoulders.

"Yeah baby?" I ask.

"We nearwee there yet?" He asks, his nose scrunching up adorably.

I laugh, "Not yet, baby. But soon we will be, promise."

I watch as he nods then look back to where I'm going. It's a nice day outside, not too hot or too cold with clear blue skies.

When we get to the bus stop, we actually have to wait. I look at Edward and he shrugs. He turns his head to the left, trying to eye his watch as he twists his wrist.

I snort and look at my own, "It's alright, honey. We're early."

He looks back at me and smiles as his eyebrows rise, "Really? With kids and everything in tow? Hell… why couldn't we do that before?"

I laugh, shaking my head. "I don't know, baby."

We stand there for a few more minutes before the bus turns up.

I pick up EJ and settle him on my hip. Smiling and looking at the other bus takers, we wait for a few of the older passengers to get on before queuing. All the while, EJ is asking me excited questions about the bus, pointing to numerous things that I know he hasn't seen before and asking.

When he does that for an old, dark-haired woman whose hair is in dreadlocks, I grab hold of his hand in my bigger one and kiss his forehead, telling him in a whisper that I'll tell him about it later.

The driver – familiar, his name tag telling me his name is Laurent – smiles at us as we come in and we smile back. He's been the new driver for this bus for a few years now, the older, bitchier one – whose name I forget, but I think it started with a 'J' or something – now retired. Laurent is much nicer and he fucking loves EJ and Nessie, often asking about them as he'd started the job when I was pregnant with EJ.

"Ah," he croaks. Laurent is in his sixties with greying hair that's tied back in a ponytail. He sounds distantly French, as if he lived there as a young boy but moved while he was still quite impressionable. "Here they are," he smiles at Edward and I before looking at our children. Edward's holding Nessie's hand and EJ's still situated on my hip. He's a shy one, though, curling into me and hiding his face.

"EJ," I say, jumping him a little, making him bounce and pull his head away to look at me. I point with my other hand at Laurent and softly say, "There's a man here that wants to meet you."

"Me?" EJ asks very quietly, looking up at me. I can see that he's getting a little tired; after getting them all dressed, we let them watch a cartoon as we got ready. We'd woken up pretty early, after all – too early for the bus, at any rate.

I smile and nod, "Mhmm. His name is Laurent," I say and EJ looks over, blushing shyly, his green eyes looking at Laurent, glinting with excitement and curiosity.

"Hello," EJ says, rubbing at one of his eyes.

"Hello EJ," Laurent says, smiling and showing teeth as he holds out a hand. EJ looks down at it, blinks, before he huddles back into me again. I chuckle as he burrows his head under my chin and I smile at Laurent.

"Sorry, he's getting a little tired," I say. "I don't think he had such a good sleep last night – he gave us a bit of trouble."

Laurent chuckles raspingly, "that's alright, Bella. I can understand. I wish I was asleep at the moment."

We laugh and move on, going over to sit where Edward and I sat when we caught the bus together in the early days. We still sit there, but as our careers change etc. we've not always caught the bus together.

Sitting down, we held our two babies on our laps and helped them look out the windows as we waited for the bus to leave the stop.

When it does, EJ laughs and looks up at me, clapping his hand as he looks out the window. He's excited and it's so adorable that Edward and I look at each other and laugh. Nessie shakes her head and tells her brother, "EJ, sit down! You get hurt if you do that!"

Edward looks down at her, kissing her forehead. "No, it's alright baby. Mummy's holding him so he won't fall down, see?" She looks over and after making sure her brother is indeed safe, she smiles and settles back into her father.

I lean my head down on Edward's shoulder and for a few minutes at least, there's a peaceful silence.

In those moments, I'm eyeing the front of the bus and remembering that day that Edward was running late, running up for the bus as it stopped sharply. Smiling, I look up at Edward, love shining in my eyes as I look into his green orbs, full of depth.

"I love you," I whisper, leaning up. My hands tighten on EJ to make sure that I'm still holding him as Edward leans down.

"I love you," he whispers, and then he kisses me. It's an earth-shattering, amazing kiss that's cut short by the sound of our children.

"EW!" Nessie cries. "EJ, look! Mummy and Daddy are doing kissy-faces again!"

That's when we hear the giggling and we break apart, smiling.

"Alright, you two," I say, shaking my head at our two laughing children. "Enough's enough."

"Story!" Nessie says and EJ gasps.

"Yes, story!" He says, clapping his hands again.

Edward and I look at each other. "Ok, then," Edward says and I bite my lip. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl and her name was Bella."

"That's mama's name!" EJ says, pointing at me.

"Yes, it is," Edward says, looking down at his son lovingly. "This story is about Mummy and Daddy."

Nessie 'ooh's' like a girl and claps her hands, settling into her Daddy's lap as EJ does the same into my lap.

And so, Edward tells them. He tells them how the beautiful Bella and handsome Edward – I have to agree with that – met and fell in love on a magical bus. When he's finished, our son asks him if they lived happily ever after and this is what Edward says:

"Of course they did. They lived happily ever after with two beautiful children who they loved very much. They lived happily forever and ever and ever."

And that story… it became a reality.

There now, I think that's a nice ending, don't you?

I cried when I wrote the ending – even more when I read it back to proofread it.

JUST A NOTE: I had to put in those previous chapters for the memory about Jacob, just to give you that little jolt to remember what happened exactly. :D Hope you got that it was some previous chapters, btw. ;)

Now, since I was supposed to update yesterday – which didn't happen as I was quite busy and this bloody chapter is longer than I was planning for it to be – the AN chapter (which is REALLY IMPORTANT) will be going up tonight.

Till then,

Cheerio and please review the last real chapter of How to Save a Life!

bexie25

PS - I'm not pressing the complete button until I put up the AN - please read it, it's VERY important!