AN- It seems that my reviewers wanted to know what happens to Bella and Edward after the events of WIAN, so, I came up with an epilogue of sorts.

I sat in front of the vanity mirror, scrutinizing my face for a moment. Alice had done everything beautifully, and I was sure that to everyone else, I looked like a different person. My makeup, which Alice had insisted upon, was in shades of soft pink, which almost made it look as if my face was glowing. I actually didn't mind it this time. The color went well with my dress; a white sundress that was covered in soft pink roses. My hair was left down in waves that swayed against my lower back.

A glance at the clock told me that was early, so I allowed myself to get lost in the memories. I did this often, which Edward always seemed to enjoy. He asked me once, why I kept getting lost in the past, why my mind was always somewhere else. My answer was simple. I didn't want to lose anything; not one moment of my perfect life.

~Flashback~

"Well, I suppose that's it then," Charlie mumbled, taking another swig of his beer. He closed the file in one swift movement, and sealed it inside a manila folder, dropping it into a briefcase. "That creep won't be going anywhere any time soon."

I smiled as I set down our dinner plates. "Really?" I asked, elated.

"Yep, everything will be final just as soon as I drop the police report off at the station in the morning."

I grinned. "You do know that you're totally awesome, right?"

He snickered. "So I've been told," After a moment, he frowned though. "I just don't know what to do now. I mean, what's the kid going to do, all alone? I checked the bastard's file like twice, and he has no living relatives. I can't just let his son live on the streets."

I sighed. "We'll think of something. We have to."

"You're really brave, you know that, kid?" He didn't look at me as he said it though, almost as if he was embarrassed that he might not have known how to handle a situation like this, were he in my place.

"I get that from him," I blushed.

"I can't even imagine," he muttered. "Living like that for so long. Probably one of the strongest teenagers I've ever seen."

I didn't want to talk about this anymore. All it was doing was bringing me down. "Well, I have some college money saved up. We'll go to UW, maybe rent an apartment there. We'll get jobs. I'm sure we'll manage."

"The Newton's don't pay you enough to both attend, do they?" he asked skeptically.

"No," I paused, "I don't make enough for that. But, at least it's a place to stay."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Maybe you can help him look for a job," he paused. "You know, just for the summer, then, if you guys do end up leaving for school, you'll have some more money saved up."

I thought about that for a moment. I was sure that I could find Edward someplace to work. In fact, I was going to call up the Newton's in the morning, to see if they needed anymore help around the store.

"There's always that bike, too." He thought for a second. "I'm sure that's worth quite a lot. It's a Harley, isn't it?"

I gasped. "No, there's no way he'd sell his bike." Charlie gave me a weird look at the way I had said that, as if it was the most important thing in the world. "His mother got him that, for his sixteenth birthday. It's the last thing he has of her." I mumbled sadly. "It was right before she… disappeared."

"I suppose that's out then, too, huh?"

I nodded. "I'll come up with something."

~End of Flashback~

I smiled. Charlie was so understanding. We went to him the Saturday after rehearsals. He was skeptical at first, but, after Edward explained, gave a firsthand testimony, Charlie had no choice but to believe it. Later that night, he pulled me aside, into the yard, away from Edward, who was staying with us indefinitely, and asked me what exactly what was going on.

It was an awkward conversation, to say the least. What was I supposed to say? That we were in love? He was unaware that I had a boyfriend, which I didn't really; we were more than that, which made it even worse. It was every father's nightmare that his baby girl would use the "L" word when speaking about a guy, but I'm sure it was ten times worse when he was positive that she had only just met him. Of course, we'd known each other longer than that, but it was only the day before when we realized that we were in love.

I had then explained, very gently, to my father, that I was in "L" word, with Edward, and then he proceeded to turn purple. It took a moment for him to calm down, after I reminded him that only one wall separated us from Edward, and that it was important for him not to embarrass me in front of him.

It took Charlie a while to get used to the idea, and at first, he had set very strict rules in the house. We were to be supervised at all times. Edward slept on the couch, and only the couch. Kissing, to any degree besides small chaste pecks, was strictly forbidden. At least, if he knew about it.

This wasn't permanent though, of which we were both aware. We didn't have enough space in our little house for Edward. And quite frankly, I was sure that Charlie couldn't take the idea that as long as we were in the same house, he might walk in on something he didn't want to see.

And that, is where the pixie entered.

~Flashback~

"Oh, I know!" Alice exclaimed one day at lunch.

We all sat together at our same old lunch table, only now, Edward was with us. It was the last week of school, and the race was on. We had to get things going, get the ball rolling, I suppose. Edward's father had been locked away, a subject that none of us liked to discuss, and as of right now, he was staying at my house, the old couch my mother bought before my parents separated had become his bed. It was a hard life, as he had no job yet, though we were looking, which meant absolutely no income on his part, except for what was left of his father's bank account, and as of late, Charlie had been struggling with money, due to the unexpected extra mouth to feed.

Everyone was looking at Alice now, suspicious of her plan.

"Well," she said. "Mom and Dad just adore you." She put way too much emphasis on the word adore. "We have the extra space now, on account of Dad's promotion at the hospital. He's the head surgeon now, you know."

I looked at her like she was crazy now. There was no way that Carlisle and Esme would just take in another teenager. They already had to deal with Alice and Emmett, Rose and Jasper stayed over quite often, and I was no stranger either.

"Alice, that's ridiculous." I voiced my thoughts.

"No it's not," she fired back. "You'll see," then she turned to look at Edward. "You'll have a new home by the end of the week, Brother." To say that I was surprised by her word choice was an understatement. I had no idea that the two of them were so close already, though, they did spend time together, when we stayed with the Cullens for any length of time.

After school, the strangest thing happened. We all went down to the Cullens' place, to follow through with Alice's crazy idea. I was all set, ready for the disappointment that was sure to come when Carlisle and Esme explained to us that they just couldn't afford it.

~End of Flashback~

Surprisingly enough, that's not what happened at all. As it turns out, Esme had always wanted a big family, and she was saddened after she never got pregnant again after Alice and Emmett. When we told them of Alice's strange plan to procure another brother, they had welcomed him with open arms.

Not six months later, when Edward and I had returned to Forks to spend Christmas break with Charlie and the Cullens, that they surprised us with the news. Carlisle and Esme, bless their souls, had made the decision to adopt the nineteen year old college freshman. The first week of January, they had gone down to the courthouse in Port Angeles, and made it true.

He kept the strangest look on his face after that. Every time he looked at them, his parents, he just looked so happy. I can't imagine what it felt like, to be alone one minute, to suddenly having parents, real ones that didn't abuse you, and siblings; to have people that cared for you.

He now had a permanent room in the Cullen house, though it was unlikely that he would need it anytime soon. I had told Carlisle and Esme this once, and they had explained that they just wanted to make sure that he had a place that he could come back to, should he ever need to.

There was another reason why that Christmas was amazing. Now, I'm certainly not one to be greedy, or to expect things. I hate it when people spend money on me, or get me things, but I'm not going to lie, the reason that year was so perfect was the gift. I had argued many times that I didn't need anything, and that he didn't need to use his new parents' money on me, but he fired back, saying that yes, he did have to get me this, and no, he didn't spend any of Carlisle and Esme's money, his money. He had reminded me that for his last birthday, they had gotten him a credit card linked to their account, and that he was allowed to use it as he pleased.

But, this was different, he'd said. He didn't spend a dime on it. It was Christmas morning, and we were all gathered around the Cullens' tree, in our pajamas, as per Emmett's instructions. He showed me a little black box. It wasn't wrapped, but it did have a bow on top of it. It was the type of box that jewelry came in. It was then, right in front of everyone, with the rising sun through the large windowed wall, that he asked me to be his forever.

Of course I'd agreed, saying yes about thirty times rather loudly. I'd only asked him later, on Christmas night, what he'd meant about not spending any money on the sparkling diamond ring. He explained to me that it was his mother's. He'd found it one day, hidden in a box in the hall closet of his parents' home in Chicago before they moved.

It was after that, after I'd shed a substantial amount of tears for this loving, sweet man, that we'd spent the rest of the night making love. It was slow, and filled to the brim with passion.

~Flashback~

I was nervous, like really nervous. I wasn't sure what the root cause of it was. Maybe it was that I might trip and fall on my face thanks to Alice's deathtraps. That's what I called my white stilettos behind her back. Maybe I was afraid that I would stutter, or that I would get lost in his eyes again and forget what to say. That one was a little ridiculous though. We'd opted for traditional, so I didn't have to memorize anything. I was just freaking out.

Alice came dancing into the room then, a large bouquet in her hands.

"You ready?" She asked excitedly.

"I feel like I'm going to lose my breakfast, Alice."

She laughed at me. "You know, you said those same words more than four years ago, and look at where you are now."

She was right. I gazed in the mirror again. My white dress was long, and fell into a train behind me. It was covered in a beautiful lace. The dress itself was sleeveless, but the lace went up to cover my upper chest, and my neck. The lace also covered my arms to form three quarter length see-through sleeves. I did look rather beautiful.

"It's starting now?" I asked for confirmation.

She nodded. "Charlie's standing right outside."

I stood on shaky legs, and she handed me the bouquet.

Some parts of that day were a blur. I didn't quite remember Charlie take my hand and lead me to the backyard. The decorations, the way the ceremony was set up, was all a bit foggy. The part I remembered the most was Edward's shining emerald eyes. As I thought, I did get lost in them, but I didn't miss any of my cues, thank god.

The day was perfect; the day we got married, and I wouldn't change one moment of it.

~End of Flashback~

That was one of the best days of my life. Everything was so perfect, thanks to Alice. She was the one to plan it.

After the ceremony, we spent practically all day partying. The Cullens had set up a dance floor, and had hired a band. The reception was outside, and we'd had lunch next to the stage, as we watched people give little speeches.

Edward had made me dance of course, though neither of us was very good. We twirled around, laughing as we stepped on each others' toes. Alice told me later that it was quite funny to watch. Dancing with my dad was even worse though. He really didn't know what he was doing.

It truly was a perfect day.

Our honeymoon had been a mystery location, thanks to my dear husband, so, as we drove to the airport, I spent my time trying to wrap my head around the fact that I was married. I studied my engagement ring as we went, with my shiny new wedding band on top of it. It was an amazing feeling, to be Mrs. Isabella Marie Masen Cullen. It was like a dream come true.

It turns out, that our honeymoon destination had been Hawaii. We spent three weeks lounging on the beaches of Maui, just enjoying each other's company. There was another surprise waiting for us in Maui, though I didn't know it.

It was quite unexpected, though I was so very happy at the news.

~Flashback~

I was sitting unnaturally still, staring, mesmerized, in front of me. It was amazing to believe that it was real, but I knew that it was. All the signs were there. I had been rather tired as of late, for the past couple of days, the mornings brought nausea with them, and to top in all off, there, on the sink in front of me, was a little white stick, with a plus sign on it.

For a brief moment, I was terrified. We had just returned from our honeymoon a week ago. We were still staying with Carlisle and Esme for the remainder of the break and we were supposed to go back to college together at the end of the summer, which was in a couple of weeks. We were going to be starting our soft more year. Now I was pregnant. How were we ever going to manage that?

I was knocked out of my internal freak out when Edward walked into the room.

"Juliet?" he called. He had never gotten over calling me that.

I exited the bathroom slowly, keeping the offending white stick safely behind my back. He looked at me for only a second. I was so sure that he could tell that something was wrong, and when he voiced that, I moved over the bed, and sat down. With my right hand, (my left was still safely behind my back) I motioned for him to sit with me.

"I have some news," I choked out once he was sitting next to me.

"Are you alright?" he asked, getting worried.

"I'm fine, just a little surprised."

He looked at me strangely, urging me to continue.

"You know how I've been feeling kind of sick lately?"

He nodded. I moved the pregnancy test from behind my back. He eyed it in surprise.

"Congratulations, daddy."

He didn't speak for a moment, and I turned to see tears leaking from the corner of his eye.

~End of Flashback~

I was thrown from my musings as someone knocked at the door.

"Yes?" I called, taking one last look at myself, and then turning towards my bedroom door. The door swung open, and my little girl came in. Her green eyes, her father's green eyes lit up when she saw me.

"Mommy, mommy, look! We match!" she exclaimed when she caught sight of me. She was indeed wearing a little white dress with pink flowers on it, just like mine. It went with her hair, I thought. It was curly, like Charlie's, only it was the strange reddish brown color, like her fathers.

"Yes we do," I agreed. "Your auntie dressed you up, didn't she?"

She nodded furiously. "Oh," she said, as if suddenly remembering something. "Nana and Poppa are here."

I nodded, before swooping down to pick her up.

Downstairs, it was a mess of people, my father, Carlisle and Esme, Alice and Jasper, Emmett and Rose. When we got to the bottom of the steps, Edward came into the room, hiding a cake behind his back. I watched as he set it on the counter in a sneaky way as to not draw our daughter's attention, and joined us at the foot of the stairs.

Esme came forward then, her arms outstretched for her granddaughter. As I passed her off to Esme, Edward wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Happy birthday, Juliet," Esme gushed, as she hugged onto my daughter.

We moved into the living room to talk after a minute. Everyone sat around as Juliet seemed to magically go from one person's lap to another.

When she got back to us, she smiled, curling up on Edward's lap. After a moment, she said, "Daddy, I saw cake, is it for me?"

Everyone laughed at that, though Edward's stood out the most.

"In a minute, Julie. Your mother and I have something for you first."

She grinned happily. "Presents?"

"Just one," Edward told her. "You'll get the others later."

He pulled the small box from beside him on the couch, and handed it to her.

Once it was open, she gaped at the shiny silver locket in awe. "What does it say, Daddy?"

He looked at her lovingly. "It says, 'That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.' It's a line from a play your mother and I enjoy. It means that, no matter what, you'll always be special."

I smiled, and leaned my head on Edward's shoulder. Everything was perfect now.

AN- I hope this answers your questions as to Edward and Bella's future. I liked it; it was fun to write. And yes, Edward insisted upon the name Juliet for their daughter. I also thought it would be fitting if her middle name in Elizabeth, for Edward's mother. I hope you liked it.

-S.