A/N: So because this is still my most highly read story, and I've received so many lovely reviews and requests, I sat myself down today and wrote one more chapter. I hope I remembered to tie up everything. This chapter is not beta'd, so forgive me for any errors and without MarinaNamaste's fabulous insight.

Happy Thanksgiving week to you all. I am thankful that so many readers have enjoyed this story and that you stuck with me through my very rough years. My heart is truly full.

"I'll be there about three, Paul, and then you'll have me for a week," Bella giggled into the phone as she packed the rest of her clothes into her suitcase. She'd been looking forward to her last spring break since Christmas break.

"Woman, you better stop and see your pop on the way because I'ma keep you at my house the whole week!" he growled back into the phone.

"I factored in time with my dad in that ETA, big boy. Why don't you meet me there and say hello to my stepmom," she said and pulled on the zipper. "Then you'll get to see me at one."

"I won't be able to keep my hands off of you," he predicted.

"I didn't ask you to try. Just don't fuck me in the kitchen," she returned. She put her suitcase on the floor and wheeled it to the door of her apartment.

"I can refrain from that. I'll be at your dad's anyway. I'm finishing up the remodel of your old room."

"You were just messing with me!" she exclaimed with a smile.

"He's always messing with people," Embry said from the recliner which she'd passed on the way to the door. Bella looked at him and winked.

"How is the nursery coming?" Bella asked Paul.

"Almost done. I'll give you a tour. It's not the kitchen," he said suggestively.

"I am not having sex with you in my little brother's room," she said dryly. Embry chuckled.

"You've done it before—when it was your room," he defended.

"When it was my room. It's not anymore. We will have plenty of time, big boy. Now, if you don't let me go, then I can't leave when I planned to and I'll miss all the ferries and be two hours later."

"Fine. I'm gone. Love you, woman." And he hung up. Bella chuckled.

"Are you two coming back this week?" Bella asked turning to Embry. She began emptying the dishwasher because she liked coming home to a clean apartment.

"We thought we'd take advantage of the empty place for a few nights. Jess and I will be back for the baby shower on Sunday," Embry said with a sheepish grin.

"Good," Bella smiled back and thought about how she never imagined that little push she gave him to ask Jessica to prom would lead Embry and Jess being engaged. She continued to empty the dishwasher thinking about how Em and Jess clicked from the beginning and it pleased Bella more than she could even imagine.

There was a knock at that door and by the time Bella looked up, Embry was already there, hands shaking. He was holding back a phase. There wasn't much need to phase anymore, but Embry did it regularly to ease Paul's fears while Bella finished college in Seattle. She gave Embry a concerned look.

"What do you want?" he said through the door.

"Just to talk to Bella for a few moments," the female voice said. It tinkled, like Alice's, but it wasn't Alice.

"Who is it?" Bella asked. Shutting the dishwasher.

"Emily," Embry answered. I hadn't seen Emily since the day after prom. Paul refused to let her go alone, but the meeting had been cathartic for Bella. Emily was a completely different person. Well, Bella thought, she was a vampire, but her act of saving Bella' life had changed her emotionally before she was changed physically and she was very repentant and kind.

"Let her in," Bella said, moving towards the door, but still hidden by the patrician. "She won't hurt me."

"Paul's gonna kill me," Embry said, turning the deadbolts and finally opening the door. He'd long since given up on fighting Bella just because it would piss Paul off. Paul was easier to deal with than Bella.

"I'm sorry to surprise you like this, but I knew Bella was leaving for a week and I'm leaving the country for a while. I wanted to talk to her before I left," she explained. Bella came around the corner. Emily was still small, but her clothes were the high end brands that Alice loved. Bella rolled her eyes. "Bella!" Emily called.

"Hey, Emily," Bella said before she took the offer to hug her. "How are you?"

"I've been really good. I don't want to take too much of your time, I just wanted to tell you that Edward and I are engaged and we're moving to England. I wanted to make sure you'd be okay with that." Bella took a step back and appraised her old nemesis.

"Why wouldn't I be okay with that?" Bella finally asked. Emily walked to the little couch and had a seat and Bella took the recliner that Embry had just vacated. Embry followed them and remained standing.

"I don't know, but it just seemed important that you know. Edward and I have both really changed over the past few years. We realized that we both had similar issues and as we worked through them we fell in love," Emily explained. Bella sat forward and gave Emily a serious look.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but are you sure he's in love with you and not the idea of being in love?" Bella asked. Emily laughed which took Bella back a little bit.

"Sorry," Emily apologized, "I know what you're saying. Rose hasn't let Edward out of her sight since we left Forks. I'm sure because Rose is sure," Emily said with one final chuckle. "This is well covered territory. And Jasper says it feels different than anything Edward has felt before. But, since I'm half Quileute, Alice can't see our future. But I kind of like that," she whispered the last part behind her hand like it was a secret. "That means Edward has to talk to me when we have problems and not go to Alice for possible futures." Emily rolled her eyes like this, too, was well covered territory. Bella could tell that Emily was being realistic about Edward's quirks.

"Well, I guess that's good then," Bella said. "I am truly happy for both of you."

"Thank you. Bree and Riley send their love. They've gone up to Alaska with Fred. They like the cold and the wildlife," Emily explained. "The other thing I came to tell you is that they, well we, want you to have the house in Forks. Everyone thinks it's a good idea and they all agreed. I know you won't want to live in it, but you can do with it whatever you want. The deed is already in your name and there is an account that will automatically pay the property taxes on it every year. Jasper insisted on that. He said, 'we ain't leaving her any gift that's gonna cause her more trouble than it's worth.' And any changes you make you can go through his attorney so you never have to deal with the Cullens again if you don't want to." Emily finished. Her impression of Jasper was so accurate, Bella couldn't repress her smile.

"Sounds like you guys thought of everything," Embry quipped dryly. Bella was floored. All she ever wanted was to graduate and live with Paul in his beautiful little house. She didn't know what she'd do with the Cullen mansion.

"Why would they do that?" Bella finally asked. She sat back in the recliner to think about the possible reasons.

"They want you to know that they have no intention on coming back to trigger the wolf gene. They, well we—it's still hard to include myself, hope it will go into remission so that this doesn't disrupt your lives any more than it already has. If they sever the ties they have to the area, hopefully it will keep other vampires away from the there, too. And," Emily looked down at her hands, "I'll be paying close attention to nomads and if any show up, I'll deal with them through the official channels. I finally understand and appreciate my heritage. I will do all I can as a vampire to protect my people."

"Aren't they your people now," Embry asked. He was not happy, but Bella knew Embry's soft, forgiving heart. Emily looked at him with her big, yellow eyes. She was always beautiful, but the change had made her stunning and it softened all her hard edges.

"You will always be my people. Bella said I was pack. Was she lying?" Emily asked, with a hint of fear in her eyes. She shifted, uncomfortably.

"No, I wasn't lying," Bella interjected before Embry could answer. She gave him a stern look.

"What do you mean by 'official channels?'" Bella asked.

"The Volturi," Emily answered. "They have deemed the Olympic Peninsula a no pass zone on Carlisle's urging. But that doesn't mean it will keep the rebellious and curious vampires at bay. So, I'll be monitoring with Jasper's help and one of the Volturi who has a special gift in tracking. They really don't want more humans knowing about our existence and Carlisle was very careful to keep your name and Charlie's name out of the request."

Bella sat back and thought about that for a few moments. The Cullens truly were trying their hardest to extract themselves from her life and the lives of the pack. Edward was learning how to communicate with a partner, and Emily felt a love for her people and even a protectiveness. These were all good and positive things.

"It is a thoughtful gesture," she finally said. "I will talk to the pack and the Elders to see what will be the best use for the property and house. Tell them thank you. And if Jasper is willing, I would rather talk to him than go through an attorney."

"He will be pleased as punch. I won't send you an invitation to the wedding, I know you won't come. But I really wanted to tell you in person. I think I know why, now. I wanted to you to see that I had really and truly changed. And you are the reason for that. You showed me kindness when I didn't deserve any at all. I wanted you to see what that had done for me. And I will spend the rest of my unnaturally long life trying to protect others from my tribe from those of my kind. That part of me was strengthened in the transformation I'm going to England to go to school. I know the lands are well protected for now. But in the future, I'll be ready."

"I believe you, Emily." Bella reached forward and patted Emily's hand. It was cold and it gave her the chills. Should couldn't believe that she ever found any comfort in the touch of a vampire. "I wish you and Edward the best of luck. Embry will, too, but he needs some time." Bella smiled and Embry who was still stoic. Bella had no desire to see Edward and she'd made that clear the day after prom, too. She didn't say anymore on the subject.

"You need to head to Forks, now, or you'll miss all the ferries. I'll make sure the apartment is immaculate before we leave on Sunday," Embry promised.

"Shit!" Bella cursed. "You're right." She caught Emily's confused look. "Paul won't be upset with me," Bella answered Emily's unspoken question, "but a worried Paul means and anxious Paul. I don't like making him anxious. I'll call him on the way." She scooped up her bag and grabbed her suitcase by the door. "Walk me out?" Bella offered and Emily nodded. Bella gave Embry a hug on the way out, more to try to cover Emily's scent with Embry's, and said one last good bye to Emily before getting into her truck.

Bella spent the next few hours thinking over the past four years. Her father had gotten married and Ms. Richey was now Mrs. Cullen who was expecting her new baby brother. Harry had taken up running and Sue started hosting annual spring 5K runs for the local chapter of the American Heart Association. Leah had moved in with Sam and gotten married a year later with Bella as her maid of honor. Kim was pregnant with child number two. And Jake, well Jake, had opened a garage and body shop that brought people from all over the Olympic Peninsula for car service and restorations. Most of the guys worked there. He was dating a lovely lady he'd met in his business classes at Port Angeles Community College.

Thinking about all the wonderful changes in everyone's lives took most of the trip to her father's house. She focused on seeing Paul. The imprint had grown to the point that is was difficult to be away from him, but she graduated in just a few months and living with Embry and Jessica eased his mind enough to keep him sane during their separation. She had some exciting news to tell him, but she was nervous about how he would react.

She parked her car next to Charlie's new cruiser and appreciated her step-mom's influence on him. He'd always wanted a Dodge Charger and she'd explained to him how all the benefits justified the cost. Paul was to her before she even exited the car. Wrapped in his arms, back against her truck, she let him scent her and get reacquainted. It was the same every time, and she thought it was cute.

"You smell funny," he said when he finally finished.

"I told you on the phone I saw Emily," Bella replied, giggling as his scenting under her ear turned to kissing.

"No, it's something else," he said and stopped. He pulled back and looked at her.

"What is it?" she asked. He leaned and sniffed again and pulled back.

"Are you?" he asked and took one more sniff. "Are you pregnant?" Bella smiled.

"Yes," she replied, biting her lip. Paul looked stunned and stepped back one step. "Paul?"

"I don't…" he started and then smiled. Then he frowned. Then he smiled again.

"You don't what, Paul? Talk to me," Bella urged.

"I don't know how to be a good dad," he whispered. "What if I fuck the kid up?"

"Do you really think I'm going to let you fuck this up?" Bella asked, putting her hand on her hip. "I'm ecstatic about this. And I think you're going to be a wonderful father because you already know all the things not to do from experience," she added.

"I do know that," he admitted. She watched as the conflicting emotions played across his face.

"Well, don't do those things and you'll be just fine," Bella replied matter-of-factly, but with a hint of a smile.

"You really want to have my puppies?" he asked with a goofy grin, stepping in close to her again.

"Let's get through the first and then we'll discuss the plural," Bella agreed. Paul laughed and picked her up and swung her around in circles.

"Are you finally going to marry me?" Paul asked her for the thousandth time.

"I'm thinking I might say yes next time you ask," she giggled when he finally put her down. Paul knelt down and pulled the ring he'd been carrying for the past year and half out of his pocket and opened the box.

"Bella Swan please marry me so our pup isn't a bastard," he said with his shit-eating grin.

"How romantic," she said and pulled the ring from the box and placed it on her finger.

"Is that a fucking yes?" he asked.

"Fuck yeah!" she said. Paul picked her up again and hugged her tight.

"It's about damn time," Charlie said from the porch.

"Hush, you," Mrs. Swan said, swatting at Charlie with one hand and rubbing her swollen belly with the other. "She had to do it in her own time. We always knew it was going to happen."

"He's asked her on every visit for the past year," Jake added from behind the two. He was gnawing on a ham sandwich. "I wouldn't have had that kind of patience."

"Good thing Mina doesn't make you wait," Bella said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk as she headed up the stairs. Jake pushed her in the arm as she walked by and Paul gave her a playful growl.

"Can we tell them, please? Can we tell them?" Paul asked. "You know Jake can probably smell it, too," he added. Bella laughed at his boyish excitement.

"I guess," Bella said with a smile. She knew that if Paul took the news well, it wouldn't be a secret for long. And she didn't want it to be a secret. She was so excited about it herself.

"What, you mean that she's pregnant?" Jake asked. There was a collective gasp from Charlie and his new wife.

"How wonderful!" she exclaimed. "Our babies can grow up together!"

"I'm going to be a papaw?" Charlie asked with a goofy grin. "And a dad?" he sat heavily into his recliner.

"Tell me you're happy, Dad. Paul's gonna need some help," Bella said.

"A lot of help," Jake quipped. Bella flashed him a scathing look.

"Can you lay off him?" Bella said and flipped him off. Paul was still grinning and not even aware of their little spat.

"I'm completely happy!" Charlie said. "How far along are you?"

"I just found out yesterday. I missed a period and went straight to the doctor who did a blood test," Bella explained.

"Since my last visit?" Paul asked, still a little shocked. He pulled her down onto his lap

"It was your last visit," Bella smirked as he slapped her ass.

"TMI!" Jake said. "We don't need to know about your periods."

"You need to get over that whole thing, Jake. Seriously. I've heard the conversations the pack has had about their bodily functions." Bella reproved.

"That...that's different," Jake blustered.

"How?" Bella countered.

"Because it's guy stuff," he retorted. The bickering over the years had never lessened.

"And this is girl stuff. Why is girl stuff different? I've had to hear you guys talk about how hard you got just looking at a girl, splooging in your pants, the nuances of performing oral sex, you can't even listen to the mention of something that happens every twenty eight days to half the population of the planet?" Bella shrieked, she was on a roll.

"More than half, actually," Paul added, much to Bella's satisfaction. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Whose side are you on?" Jake asked Paul.

"My fiancé's," he answered honestly, "who is going to have my child. Who's the dumbass for picking a fight with her?"

"That's enough," Charlie said, looking a little disgusted at the topic. "You two head down to Paul's house and get settle and come back for dinner," Charlie suggested. "Jake, you go get your girl with the same directive. Get back here for dinner."

"Yeah, maybe we can ask her how she feels about your attitude towards women's bodies and their functions," Bella added, standing up.

"We don't need to know her opinion!" Jake spat back.

"Oh, so her opinion doesn't matter?" Bella asked, a threatening look on her face. This wasn't going to end anytime soon.

"That is not what I said!" Jake bellowed then pinched the bridge of his nose as if he were in pain. Charlie rolled his eyes, his wife flashed a look to Paul.

"Good idea, Charlie," Paul said and before Bella knew it they were back in her truck with Paul driving them to his house. Half his reasoning was to stop the argument, the other was he just wanted to get her alone so he was quick to take Charlie up on that suggestion.

The door hit the wall with a slam. Bella's body pinned to it by Paul's hulking body. His lips crashed into her hers while her fingers unbuttoned her shirt. Paul lifted her, wrapped her legs around his body, and pressed his need into her while his lips traveled down her neck.

"Bed, now, please," Bella moaned as he ground into her feeding her need. He answered her by acting on her request. They both shed their clothes and left a trail up the stairs to the bed. "On your back, big boy, I want to drive today."

"With pleasure, but you know what that means?" he answered, laying down on his back. Bella climbed up and straddled his naked body. Paul groaned when she slid over his rigid dick.

"Doggie style tomorrow," she answered. "I got no problem with that," she replied as she kissed down his chest. She slowly inched her way down his hairless body, across the bumps of his abdominals, her tongue dipping into his belly button. "You put on some Honeydust," she said with a smirk.

"Sweets for my swee—" he lost the ability to speak when she took him in her mouth. Running her tongue around the head and then swallowing him whole, he groaned in pleasure. "God, Bella, you get better at that every time!" She continued her ministrations, eliciting groans and moans from him.

Bella lifted her head up with added suction and came off him with a pop. "I aim to please. But now I want to be pleased." She crawled up him again, lifted up on her knees, lined him up with her right hand, and sank down with a groan o her own.

Paul ran his hands up her waist and stopped at her ribs. This was a routine now—one they both loved. Bella rolled her hips forward and back, something Paul loved to watch. The sensations stoking both their desire.

"More," Bella whispered, as she began to bounce. Paul loved that view, too. Bella used to be so self-conscious about her body, but under Paul's hungry gaze she felt liberated. Paul dropped his thumb to her clit and rubbed circles while she continued rocking and bouncing at intervals. "So close," she huffed as Paul grunted.

"Cum for me Bella, and I'll make you cum again," he urged. His prompting was enough to send her over the edge.

"Paaaaaaaul!" she screamed as she shuddered, her movements becoming spastic. When she was finished she lay across his chest, breathing hard pants onto his bare chest. "You're not done," she said, still breathing heavy. His hands reached down to her ass and he rolled them over onto their sides, maintaining the connection.

"I know you didn't say yes just so our baby wouldn't be a bastard. Thank you, for finally agreeing. I love you so much. I never thought I would win the love of someone like you, ever. I just want the whole world to know it," he said. He moved the hair that had escaped her braid out of her eyes.

"I was always going to say yes," her brown eyes in earnest, "but I wanted the timing to be right. I wanted it to be when we could be together all the time. I'm graduating in two months and now it's right. I never dreamed you'd have the ring in your pocket." She threw her leg over his hip and rocked into him.

"You can't make a moment perfect if you're not prepared," Paul said, meeting her with a thrust. She whimpered her pleasure. "But I love you, Bella Swan." He thrust again. "I want to marry you on the beach with Harry presiding." He thrust again. "I want our names on the tribal records so the history books will record our strange and wonderful story." He thrust again and picked up the pace. "And how a lost girl and a lost boy found each other," thrust, thrust, "and together found themselves."

"Oh, God, PAUL!" Bella called again and Paul thrust one more time and they came together. "Bella!" he grunted out. He thrust a few more times and then kissed her deep, hard, and long. Their urgent kisses slowed into sweet pecks.

"I want to be Bella LaHote. You are going to be a great father." She rubbed the scar above his eyebrow. She still didn't know the story behind it. "And after I graduate, I don't ever want to be apart again for longer than a work day," she admitted and kissed him softly. And then she told him about the gift of the Cullen's house.

"Let's let Sam and Leah make it into a Bed and Breakfast. They've been talking about opening one for a while, but they can't agree on a location," Paul suggested. Bella propped herself up on her arm. Paul's hand moved to the dip of her waist, his thumb stroking her lovingly.

"What a great idea!" she agreed. She fell back against the pillow and rolled onto her back. Paul moved closer to her, his nose near her breast and his hand now rubbed her belly.

"I can't believe how happy I am about this," he whispered. "I'm scared shitless, but I'm happy." Bella chuckled.

"I knew you would be," she responded.

"Oh!" he said, sitting up abruptly. "I totally forgot to tell you, but you have to promise not to freak out like Jake did," he said with a half smirk.

"What?" Bella asked sitting up, gearing up for something bad.

"Rachel is dating Quil," Paul said.

"Shut up!" Bella replied.

A/N: Let me know your thoughts, because I really enjoy reading them.

And if you haven't already, check out my new story "All Bets Are Off". I'll be posting Chapter 5 later this week. And it is complete. I didn't start posting until it was finished. :)