And so, this story comes to an end.

I hope ya'll enjoyed it and I hope you like the sequel even more though I believe that I'm sure to lose some readers because of a part of the plot. If you've watched the "trailer", you'll know why.

Well, it's 6:45 am here in Ohio and I have yet to go to sleep so I bid you adieu for now. Stay tuned for the sequel and I'm expecting LOTS of reviews!


Epilogue

June

BPOV

June 14

Seven months later

First Beach in June was the perfect time to have a wedding and with the help of Alice, the day would be without rain and in the low seventies.

The Cullens, minus Edward, stood off in the distance watching. I was stubborn when I had told Jacob that I wanted them there but according to Alice, Edward refused to come because he still loved me and that it was hard to see me give myself to someone else.

But this is what he had wanted. He wanted me to have a normal life and I was. Sort of. My children would grow up and someday, possibly… become werewolves. As long as vampires were nearby, the Quileute youth would keep on with the transformation.

And since the fire, we had all healed. For a while, Charlie had been confined to a wheel chair because of a large board that had fallen on him. But with the help of extensive physical therapy, he got use of his legs back. Crysta and Logan had stayed in the hospital for a month, breathing off of an oxygen machine. Their lungs had taken in quite a bit of smoke. As for me, I was there for two weeks as a patient but stayed a month with the twins and then after that, I visited Charlie everyday for a month more.

Then I got the news on Charlie's first day of therapy. Victoria had been sited across the shore of First Beach. My heart stopped beating and I could feel all of my energy draining. The only thoughts that crossed my mind were that she was coming to finish the job but in the end, she never got the chance. She eventually darted back and forth between Cullen and Quileute territory for she knew of the treaty. But there was one thing she didn't know about. That the treaty had been lifted until Victoria was caught. She escaped them up until two months ago. Emmett and Paul, strength and rage, had caught her and tore her apart.

Now here I was, on First Beach, the treaty once again lifted, and standing text to a beautiful russet-skinned man who was eighteen now and very determined to make me his bride.

With Alice's sight and Angela's help, I had chosen beautiful 14k white gold princess-cut diamond stud earrings. I wore a white gold-and-diamond heart-shaped pendant; a gift from the Cullens. As soon as Esme placed it my hands, I knew it would never come off. My dress had been designed by Galina and it was a halter side drape georgette A-line with some brooch detail. My hair was down in a perfect style meant for an outdoor beach wedding. Corkscrew curls in a high ponytail with loose ends falling freely from the diamond clincher that held it in place. My shoes were perfect to keep me from breaking my ankle. They were white patent leather flat sandals with an ankle strap, casual but elegant. Angela, who was my bridesmaid, wore a silk chiffon blue knee length dress with a ribbon that tied around the waist, her hair in curls and white heels with origami knots. And to coordinate, Quil and Jacob wore light blue vests and a black tux.

It killed me that none of the Cullens could be in the wedding but none of them looked any older causing them to be hidden…

"With great joy, we come together to join this man, Jacob William Black, and this woman, Isabella Marie Swan, in matrimony," the pastor began. I cast a side ways glance at Jacob, who stood beside me. He wore the biggest grin I have ever seen and his hands glistened nervously with sweat. "This marriage is an event in the lifetime of a love. Neither I, nor all society, can join these two loves today. Only they can do what they have chosen. They are joining themselves, each to the other. As they find union with one another, they proclaim that union today and pledge its future. We, by our participation in this celebration, do but realize and honor their intention to dwell together as husband and wife." Pastor Ritter smiled at each of us before looking back out to the small crowd. "The couple have chosen to write their own vows." He looked at me. "Isabella."

I took a deep breath and glanced up into Jacob's dark eyes. "I, Isabella, choose you, Jacob, as my best friend, my love for life. I promise you my deepest love, my fullest devotion, my tenderest care, through the pressures of the present and the uncertainties of the future, I promise to be faithful to you." I took another deep breath and smiled at the tears in Jacob's eyes. I could feel the wetness in my own growing. "I promise to love you, to commit to you, and support you. I pledge to respect your unique talents and abilities, to lend you strength for all of your dreams. You have shown me that it's possible to mend a broken heart and for that I thank you. You are everything I need and at this moment, I know all of my prayers have been answered and that all of my dreams have come true. I praise God for you, Jacob: for all of your love and constant friendship. I know that our love is heaven sent and I promise to be here for ever and always. From this day forward, you shall not walk alone. My heart will be your shelter and my arms will be your home. As I have given you my hand to hold, I give you my life to keep."

Jacob mouthed 'I love you' before speaking. "From this day on, I choose you, my beloved Bella, to be my wife. To live with you and laugh with you; to stand by your side, and sleep in your arms; to be your joy to your heart, and food for your soul; to bring out the best in you always, and, for you, to be the most that I can. I promise to laugh with you in good times, to struggle with you in bad; to solace you when you are downhearted; to wipe your tears with my hands; to comfort you with my body; to mirror you with my soul; to share with you all my riches and honors; to play with you as much as I can until we grow old; and, still loving each other sweetly and gladly, our lives shall come to an end."

"Each of you has rings for each other. Would you exchange them?" Jacob took the ring from Quil and I took mine from Angela. "As a ceaseless reminder of this hour, and of the promise you have made to each other, these rings also speak of the oneness you now experience as husband and wife." Slowly, Jacob and I slipped the rings on to each others left ring finger. "Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter to the other. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the other." Loud laughed escaped Embry's lips then and I couldn't help but let out some of my own laughter. Of course, Embry's laughter ceased by a loud crack. I glanced into the crowd and Embry was rubbing his head while Emily was glaring. "Now you will feel no loneliness, for each of you will be a companion to the other. Now you are two bodies, but there is only one life before you. Go now to your dwelling place, to enter the days of your life together. And may your days be good, and long upon the earth." Squealing from Crysta and Logan came from the crowd, causing the guests to laugh. "Because they have so affirmed, in love and knowledge of the other, so also do I declare that Jacob and Isabella are now husband and wife. You may kiss your bride." Jacob grinned and grabbed hold of me, dipping me back and planting a chaste but sweet kiss on my lips.

"For the first time ever, I give Mister and Missus Jacob Black," Pastor Ritter announced.

Smiling at one another, Jacob and I turned to face the cheering crowd but one person caught my eye. Edward stood away from his family, leaning up against a tree. I smiled even more at him and a saddened crooked-grin crossed his lips.

"I'll always be there," he mouthed to me. "Forever."