No one had died. That is safe for certain and a guarantee. The vision Alice had shown Aro discouraged his ulterior interest of advancing his 'witnesses', to end us for once and all. I had made it a promise, and priority, if Aro would not leave the Cullens or my family alone there is nothing that could detain me from burning the monarchy he rules.

Jane pledge her fealty, to myself. Nahuel, a hybrid man sharing much correspondence of Ness, and his aunt Huilen testify to Renesmee's existence. Coming from South America, Proving he could feed on the blood of animals, and enjoy the indulgence of human food. He lived in prosperity, comfort, enriched in the Mapuche. Native to Chile.

The snow was wilting, winter solace fading in to spring though still there is a chill that bites flesh. Time came to say farewell to those who bear witness, those willed sacrifice in order to protect Renesmee and Caitlyn. Bree, having Cate perched on her hip, stood next and beside Rosalie before Zenna and Zafrina. Renesmee doing her individual send offs, thanking everyone. She had won the Amazonian women hearts that once beat strong.

Leah is being civilised, knowing how she couldn't tolerate vampires interaction, genuine shock to her touching Zenna.

I smile, faint. Paul came out of the house, one marinated chicken drumstick Esme prepared for him out of a dozen.

" Esme reminds me of Em'. Especially her cooking, though you would never hear me comparing when Sam is around. I don't want no problems." He pretends to shiver, faking him being scared.

Rightfully, because you never want to piss off a wolf by insults. I knew for sure.

Jacob, the familiarity of his scent which I acknowledge, joins Edward and I. Paul munches on the cooked meat, savouring the taste. " she's gonna be around for a long time, isn't she?" Says jake, in referencing to Caitlyn and Renesmee.

" Clara is over five hundred years old. It's safe to say Caitlyn has many milestones, birthdays and adventures to experience ahead, Jacob."

Clementine, sounded anticlimactic to call her by the biblical name she is graced to have, faces where I stand ears perking from me mentioning her.

Garrett is nodding his head, a smile drawn on his bearded mouth, down towards my cousin. Carlisle and Esme were bidding seperate forms of goodbyes, gracing Clara with her hug of maternal love.

I anticipate Clare's hug, smiling in her natural silken bright blonde hair.

" I better get the invite to your wedding." There was not a mystery how much love Garrett had for Clara. Even after three hundred years separated. She kisses my cheek.

" you will be the best man, M. That's if The British idiot of mine doesn't want to Elope. Because I want an actual wedding." It amuses me, very much, at the short leash she has on him. It's viable, on how she takes his hand and adheres, waving back to where I am.

" .. should I start calling you, and Kai, Dad? Now?" Jacob humorously asks. ' I don't think that would go down well, if I am being truthful. It's weird.' Referencing his imprint on Caitlyn, I still was coming to clarity of it actually transpiring.

" No." Edward, unexpressive, said.

Paul twists his face, it would be mistaken as constipation. " way to make things weird, black. What kind of a dumb ass thinking made you come to that conclusion."

Jacob, even Edward, share a mutual laugh.

Renesmee ran at normal human speed, colliding in my stomach fastening her arms over and around the centre of my torso.

" Hey, sweetheart." Paul, chicken skin interstice in his creviced teeth, shows a grin. Felix and Bella, hands together, walk in precise steps to Ness. Felix opens his hands, giving access for Renesmee to leap in his loving arms.

Bee using her sweet, and gentle, touch sets Ness's hand on her cheek. " Yeah. We're all going to be together now. No one is leaving. Not mommy, Papa. Uncle Kai. We are here to stay."

That's how I want it to be kept. With the threat of Aro, the Volturi, gone. We would live, peaceful. Edward stares upwards towards Alice, she stands gazing: knowing. Going on the expression, she is inside a vision. I didn't wish to intrude but my curiosity persecutes and persists me to look.

In the picture, Ness is grown to full maturity. She sat on an open picnic blanket, Leah is laughing and staring in adoration. Felix, Bella beside her now husband, join her and ness. the most surprising of all about what I was seeing is a little girl Caitlyn's 'age', in present day and time, being held with sensitivity by bee. not wanting to harm her.

" Daddy! Daddy! Ness! Ness!" She chirps, excitement relevant on her adorable features. wanting her father to hear her request, for her to be let down. Bella does a theatrical pout, pretending hurt.

" don't you love, mommy. I am just joking."

Fading out of Alice's hallucination, vision, I smile deliberately wide. 'Why do I have the feeling granddad had given bee and Felix a blessing to have more children.'

Edward knew had his own tooth, revealing, grin. Adonis waves, standing on the rubble roading, Jane mirrors her own. It was agreed he would travel the world, wanting to see the wonders of each country. Jane joining, of course.

Bree bounces over and I gradually lift Caitlyn out. " Pa-pa. Pa pa." She calls Edward, smile; loving. He gave a butterfly kiss fluttering his lips over her flushed rosy skin.

This is the life I was meant to have, live. There was no measure of happiness I could ask or wish for, then right now.

I couldn't conceptualise how much luck i was given, I was going to cherish this blissful and small piece of our forever. There was more years to come, I am certain of that much. More exploration and discovering. Wind blows, gusts, indicating there was someone here.

My jaw slackens at who he is. Grandpa, God, smiles radiantly in all of his holy greatness.

" Grandpa! You are back. You're here? But I thought I wouldn't be able to see you again."

Edward stares; entranced and in complete wonder. " I had to come back, Malachi, my darling grand son. I couldn't be absent out of Caitlyn's life. She is after all the daughter of my grandson, my sweet great-grand child. Could I?"

Grandfather seeks to hold Cate, pausing to respect if I didn't want him to meet her. I of course would never dream of not giving him privilege to be in her life. Having the right to know her family.

Edward, still slack jaw, clenches his jaw gulping. 'I know his past actions are playing out like a slide show in his mind.' Granddad cooe's, affectionate, taking Caitlyn.

'I could get use to having this as a constant in my life. Nothing I want to change. This is my FOREVER.'

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JASMINE SPEAKS;

Angel with a shotgun is, now, officially completed.

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