How many of you tried to read the disaster I posted last night? I'm sorry but here you go! I double checked this time it was good hahah I am going to go hide under a rock in shame.

**AN**

I would just like to say a huge thank you to every single one of you that has followed and read this story over the years. Y'all were the reason I kept on going and continued to return to this story because I knew someone was wanting to read more even if I hadn't wrote in a long time. I didn't know how to end this so I debated it for a long time and put it off. But I'm happy with this ending and hope you guys enjoy it too. I won't stop writing(I began a new story recently have an idea for another), but as for this story, it is goodbye. Thank you once again for such an incredible journey, it's meant the world.

Four months later

I smiled as I watched the two loves of my life, Mason and Edward play soccer together.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath.

For a long time, I had learned to live with the fact that I would never get to experience this type of freedom. That I would never feel safe no matter what I did because there was no escape

Yet, the second I woke up in the hospital, surrounded by those I loved including my father, Charlie, I felt completely safe.

The second I found out Richard was dead, I felt the invisible chains that had been holding on to me so tightly had been unlocked, and I was finally free.

So what have you decided? Yes or yes?" Edward asked as he came to sit next to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

I smiled.

I love you, you know that right?" I asked him.

"Yes I know that and as you already know as well, I love you too. You're avoiding my question though." He said.

"No I'm not." I told him sarcastically, laying down on the blanket, closing my eyes and pretending to sleep.

We had set up a little picnic in a field in Central Park, to celebrate my last cast coming off. After the whole incident, I had been in the hospital for a week and left with three cast on. It was a long process but, except for a couple of scars, I was finally able to move on from the hell I had gone through when they removed my final leg cast.

I knew he was leaning over me blocking out the sun and then a second later, his lips touched mine. Though he had given me hundreds and hundreds of kisses, the way I felt when his lips touched mine was a feeling like no other. I felt like I was melting and the world was disappearing. We were the only two people...

...and my handsome little boy, Mason.

"Mom. Dad. You guys are really grossing me out!" Mase whined as he came to sit next to us.

I smiled in the middle of Edward's kiss. Though I didn't want it to stop, I pushed him back away from me.

"Okay well, if you don't want me kissing your dad I'm going to have to kiss someone...ha!"

"I grabbed Mase and planted a bunch of kisses on his cheeks which he weakly tried to escape.

"Mom, can I go play with them?" he asked me as I finished.

"Yeah, of course. But make sure to stay where I can see you!" I yelled as he ran towards a couple of kids playing with a frisbee.

"How did we create that?" Edward asked as we watched are son join the kids.

"Would you really like me to explain?" I asked Edward sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes.

"I was serious about what I told you last night Bella, I want at least four more." He said to me.

I looked away as he brought up the topic of more kids.

I felt a whole burning through my dress pocket.

"Did you ask Charlie, I mean my dad for my hand?" I asked him changing the subject again.

"Yes I did. So what's it going to be?"

"I don't know, how's your speech?" I grinned at him.

He smiled at me, excitement filling his eyes.

"You can tell me what you think now! I can say it right here, I've memorized it." He told me excitedly, sitting up straight and grabbing my hands.

I laughed. "You don't even have the-"

"I've been carrying it around for weeks already." He had pulled out a box from his jacket pocket and placed it on my hand.

"Oh." Was all I managed to get out.

I looked deep into his green eyes as he began to speak.

"Bella. The moment I met you, I knew. I knew that you were the girl I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. For the longest time, things were so uncertain... But, what we had for each other was so strong. We were inevitable. I never for a second stopped loving you. I was always yours and I knew the type of love we had would some day find it's way again. Thank you for existing. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be a father to that little boy playing over there. Thank you for loving me as strongly as I do. I love you. I am in love with you. That is why, Isabella Marie Swan, I want to ask a simple question. Will you to marry me? I'm ready to start living our forever if you are." He said.

"Yes, a million times yes. It's always been Yes. I love you." I said as I leaned in to kiss him.

Backing up, he put the engagement ring on my finger.

We sat there a second, grinning like little kids.

"Alice is going to have a blast planning this wedding." Edward told me as he kissed my hand.

"Yes, I know. I already told her, though, it's going to have to be at least a year before the actual wedding. That'll give her more than enough time to plan though." I told him.

"A year? Why a year?" Edward asked confused.

"I don't want to be pregnant and wearing a wedding gown..."

"But you're not pregnant..." Edward began to say until he looked down at what I had in my hand.

Two plus signs, clear as day.

"Really?" He asked surprised.

"Why do you think I was avoiding all the baby talk? I want like at least twelve more." I grinned at him.

Looking up at me, my eyes began to fill with tears as I stared into the eyes of the man I loved so much.

In that moment, everything was perfect.

Everything was how it was meant to be. How it should have always been from the beginning. But through it all we had found each other once again and this time we for sure weren't ever letting each other go.

THE END.