Alpha Beta Imprint: Epilogue

Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer. I do not own Twilight.

Epilogue

Sam’s POV

“Anthony Thompson! You stop running this instant!”

“Shut the fuck up, Quil, before I toss Mrs. Pepe into the fire!”

“Leah! Stop cursing around the children!”

“Brady! Help me!”

“Cheese and crackers, you guys are loud!”

“Jared, get your son off my leg!”

“Sam, are the burgers done yet?”

I turned to find Jake standing beside me, frowning into the grill.

“Yeah, almost. Jesus, why did we agree to this?” I grumbled, flipping the burgers again.

“Because she wanted to. Why else?” Jake chuckled, clapping me on the shoulder.

“The whole pack, plus the Elders and their wives, plus Charlie, plus Al… This is getting to be a bit much,” I sighed heavily.

“Hey, if it makes her happy,” Jake shrugged, turning towards the house.

“Where is she, anyway?” I asked.

“Same place she always is these days,” Jake laughed, giving me a look.

I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I adjusted the flames.

“Well, go get her. The food is ready and she’s the only one not out here,” I insisted, stacking the burgers up.

Jake shot me a grin before jogging into the house to fetch our girl.

It’s been almost four and a half years since this whole thing started, four since Emily left with the Cullens, and just the thought of Bella still made my blood hot. Well, more so than it was already.

“Uncle Sam! Lookie what Daddy got me!” Anthony cried, running into my legs.

“Let me see,” I grinned, lowering down to his level.

He held up a wolf, the brown fur the exact shade of Jared’s when he phased. The plush toy was clearly already well loved and had assorted food clumped in its fur.

“Very cool. What’s his name?” I asked, fingering an ear.

“Brownie!” Anthony giggled, hugging the wolf to his chest.

“Good name for a brown wolf,” I nodded, ruffling his hair.

He squealed in laughter before running off to tackle someone else and show off his new toy. I watched, a small smile on my face as Seth scooped him up.

A pair of arms wrapped around my waist, hugging me loosely. I reached down to pick up one of her hands, kissing the inside of her wrist.

“I missed you,” I murmured, pulling her around.

“I was gone for all of ten minutes,” Bella smiled, wrapping her arms back around my waist.

“Ten minutes too long,” I pouted, leaning down to kiss her briefly.

“Mmm. I’ll try not to leave you all alone so often,” Bella promised, kissing me back.

“Break it up, you two! I’m hungry and you’re blocking the food,” Collin complained, shoving us out of the way.

“Hey! Don’t forget to save some for the humans,” Bella reprimanded him.

“Yes, ma’am,” Collin grumbled, already piling food on his plate.

“Go get a plate,” Bella insisted, pushing me that way.

“I’ll bring you some, too,” I offered, kissing her hand one last time.

“Just a little something,” Bella agreed, walking towards her father.

I shoved my way through the crowd around the table, fixing a plate for Bella and myself. Jake came up beside me, taking mine and Bella’s plates so I could grab us some drinks. By the time I’d made my way over to where they were sitting, Jake was halfway through his plate and Bella was picking at her chips. Charlie had a plate balanced on his knee and Al was dipping back a beer.

“Work still going good, Bells?” Charlie was asking as I came to sit beside her.

“Of course. We rearranged the set up, so I had a lot of stocking to do this week, but it wasn’t too hard. Plus, everything looks so much better now,” Bella grinned, taking a sip of water.

“Hmph. Old set up was just fine,” Al grumbled, taking another swig of beer.

“It made no sense whatsoever. You had drill guns next to the carburetor fluid and the car fuses next to the paint brushes!” Bella accused.

“People knew where to look,” Al insisted darkly.

“They’ll learn the new layout just fine,” Bella assured him, reaching over to pat his hand.

Al grumbled some more under his breath, but there was a small smile playing about his lips as he took another drink. Bella looked over at me and winked, knowing I’d noticed as well.

“Construction going good, Sam?” Charlie asked, turning the topic away from the hardware store.

“As good as it can be in this economy,” I sighed.

“He’s got a new house halfway between here and Port Angeles,” Bella told her dad.

“That’s good,” Charlie nodded, raising a brow at me.

“It’s farther away than I’d like to be, but it was the closest job to home,” I shrugged.

“Between the three of us, we’ve managed to develop a steady income and even have a nice savings set up,” Jake informed him.

“Which will be coming in handy sooner than we expected,” Bella smiled excitedly.

I reached over for one of her hands while Jake did the same, the three of us all grinning like crazy at each other. The sound of Charlie’s beer bottle hitting the ground brought my attention back to him.

“Are you… You’re telling me… I’m gonna be a granddaddy?” Charlie gaped.

“Yeah. I’m pregnant,” Bella blushed, smiling wider.

Al grinned knowingly, leaning back in his chair at the news. I figured with his wolf senses, he’d already picked up the difference in her smell and sound of the baby’s heartbeat.

“Bells… that’s incredible, kiddo,” Charlie choked.

Bella sniffled as Charlie reached over to hug her tight, squeezing her shoulders as she laughed.

“How far along are you?” Charlie asked.

“Just a month or so. Jared’s actually the one that told me. He noticed all the similarities between Kim and me. Then everybody started hearing the heartbeat and it was kinda confirmed without me ever having to go to the doctor. Of course, we have an appointment set up next week, but I wanted to tell you first,” Bella explained.

“Billy? Did you know about this?” Charlie called over to his friend.

“Know about what?” Billy asked, wheeling over.

“Bella’s pregnant, Dad,” Jake answered.

Billy stared at us quietly for a long time before a huge grin broke out of his face.

“Woo! We’re gonna be grandparents, Charlie!” Billy whooped.

With that, the rest of the party realized the news had been broken and the excitement level racketed up a notch. The entire backyard buzzed with talk about the newest addition that would be gracing our pack in eight months.

Bella’s POV

I waddled up the front steps of my last visit, the basket hanging by my side. For the past four years, I’ve been making the same rounds with Sue, delivering goodies to our older folks. Most of them had warmed up to me after a year or so, but some still glared at me when I passed them on the street or when they stopped by the store. I was getting more looks than usual thanks to the giant belly sticking out in front of me now a-days.

Mr. Baker opened the door with a smile.

“Well, how are ya, Miss Bella?” Mr. Baker asked kindly.

“I’m fine, Mr. Baker. How are you today?” I asked, smiling in return.

“Oh, just fine. The Mrs. is round back picking flowers. That knee of hers is slowly getting worse, but she insists on working in that garden,” Mr. Baker sighed, shaking his head.

“I can understand why. It’s beautiful,” I complimented.

“That it is. What do you have for us this week?” Mr. Baker asked, taking the basket from me.

“Sue’s seven layer bars, my chocolate chip cookies, and Harry’s fish fry,” I told him.

“Do you think she’ll notice if I hide you chocolate chip cookies from her?” Mr. Baker whispered.

“Oh, she’ll notice all right,” Mrs. Baker answered from behind him.

“Busted,” Mr. Baker winced.

“Hi, Bella. How’s that baby today?” Mrs. Baker asked.

“He’s moving around quite a bit. Apparently, Mommy’s tummy is not very comfortable today,” I huffed.

“So it’s a he today, huh?” Mrs. Baker grinned.

“He’s been a he for a few days now,” I admitted.

“Ah, well. As long as it’s healthy,” Mrs. Baker nodded.

“I’ve been told he’s very healthy,” I assured her.

“Good. Now, I’m sure you need to get off those feet. Give your boys our love,” Mrs. Baker requested.

“Yes, ma’am. I will,” I promised, walking down the steps.

I waved one last time as I climbed into the Jeep and drove off. My fingers tapped along the steering wheel to the radio as I headed for Port Angeles.

As I got closer, I glanced at the clock, checking to make sure I was on time for my appointment. I pulled into the parking lot with five minutes to spare and rushed into the building, nearly forgetting my purse in the process.

It didn’t take long before I was sitting on the bed-like thingy, my pants unbuttoned and my shirt pushed up.

“Now, let’s take a look at that baby,” Dr. Reynolds grinned, squirting gel onto my stomach.

I breathed deeply as the liquid spread across my stomach and she put the wand over it.

“Your boys decided to stay home this time?” Dr. Reynolds asked, checking the screen.

“They both had to work and neither one of them could get the day off,” I answered sullenly.

“Ah, well. We’ll be sure to send a picture home with you,” Dr. Reynolds winked.

I smiled in response, eager to have a picture of my baby.

“Oh,” Dr. Reynolds blinked in surprise.

“What? What is it? Is he okay?” I asked frantically.

“Calm down, Bella. Your baby is fine. I was just a little surprised it all,” Dr. Reynolds assured me.

“Why? What is it?” I asked, still worried.

“Well, look at this,” Dr. Reynolds said, turning the monitor towards me.

I looked at the screen, trying to make out what exactly I was seeing.

“Now, you see this? That’s one foot. And here’s another one. This is what surprised me. We’ve got another foot,” Dr. Reynolds pointed out.

“My baby has three feet?” I shrieked.

“No, Bella. You’re having twins,” Dr. Reynolds chuckled.

I stared at the screen for what felt like an eternity, watching as she pointed out all the developments since the last ultrasound. I was mesmerized when I saw their faces, the two of them close together.

“I’ll leave you to get cleaned up. Would you like to call Sam and Jake?” Dr. Reynolds asked.

“Yeah,” I murmured, still transfixed on my stomach.

“The phone is right there,” Dr. Reynolds indicated the counter by the door.

I cleaned the gel off easily enough before moving over to grab the phone. I stared at it for a long time, trying to decide what exactly to say. I finally punched in the numbers for Jake’s cell, waiting impatiently for him to pick up.

“Hello?”

“Hey. It’s me,” I answered.

“Bells? What’s wrong, honey? Is everything okay with you and the baby?” Jake asked worriedly.

“I’m fine and the… the babies are fine, too,” I told him.

There was a long pause on the other end and I worried he’d hung up. A loud shout told me he hadn’t hung up and I laughed as I heard him shouting to the rest of the repair shop that I was having twins. Embry and Quil shouted congratulations in the background, the noises quickly rising in volume.

“Jake! I still have to call Sam. I’ll see you tonight when you get home,” I called over the noise.

“Alright, honey. I love you. Be safe coming home,” Jake insisted.

“I will. I love you, too,” I promised.

The phone call to Sam went similarly, but he was much quicker to respond. Both of my wolves seemed excited at the prospect of having twins and that reassured me that we would be able to make it through this.

“I take it they took it well?” Dr. Reynolds questioned when she came back in.

“You might say that,” I chuckled, sliding off the bed.

“I figured they would. Alright. Here are some more vitamins. I want you to call if anything feels off. We’re going to have to watch you a little more closely now to make sure everything goes according to plan. Multi-pregnancies are a little riskier, but so far you look to be completely healthy. The babies are both perfectly fine and, as long as you stick to what you’ve been doing, everything should stay that way,” Dr. Reynolds explained.

“Thank you so much,” I grinned, grasping her hand.

“No problem,” Dr. Reynolds waved off.

“I’ll see you next time,” I called, hurrying out of the exam room.

As I climbed into the Jeep to head home, I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face, eager to get home and be with my wolves.

Jake’s POV

“Bella?” I called out as soon as I walked into the door.

Sam walked in behind me, shutting the door with his foot as he looked around the front of the house.

“In here,” Bella answered from the bedroom.

I shared a look with Sam, anticipation thrumming through me as we walked down the hallway to our room. The door was cracked open, requiring just a simple nudge to open it the rest of the way. I stopped short when I took in the delicious sight of our imprint spread out on the bed, wearing her white lacy bra and boyshort set.

“Fuck,” Sam grunted from behind me.

“You’ll have to come into the room if you want to do that,” Bella smirked, shifting slightly on the bed.

I swallowed thickly as Sam and I moved to either side of the bed, kneeling on the bed beside her. She smiled up as us, her arms spread out above her head. My hand went to the baby bump on her stomach, hearing their little hearts take off. Sam’s fingers spanned out between mine as he leaned down to kiss our imprint.

Bella moaned against his lips, reaching down to grab my hand and lift it to her breast. I smirked as I began fondling the soft mound, loving the sounds coming from her as Sam deepened the kiss.

I reached around her to remove the bra, Sam moving at the same time to remove her panties. She cried out as his fingers delved inside her. I sucked her nipple, my teeth scraping over the tender bud and making her cry out again.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Sam groaned, his fingers making a sucking sound as he moved them inside of her.

I growled when she began moving against him, mewing softly.

“That’s right, baby. Right his fingers,” I encouraged roughly, licking her nipple.

Her fingers fisted in my hair, tugging as I switched breasts. She arched her back, trying to force more of her into my mouth.

“Ah. Ah. Oh, God, yes!” Bella gasped loudly.

I didn’t have to look to know Sam was eating her out, her body told me all I needed to know. Her pulled my hair harder and I lifted my head up to grin at her.

“Yes?” I drawled, kissing my way up her neck.

“Kiss me,” Bella demanded breathlessly.

“I’m working on it, babe,” I chuckled, flicking my tongue out to lick her pulse point.

She whimpered, her fingers desperately dragging across my shoulders. I hissed as she managed to draw blood, my teeth nipping at her neck. Sam growled between her legs and Bella jerked against us. My hand spread across her stomach, applying just enough pressure to keep her down.

“Jake,” Bella whined, tugging at my hair.

“You are so impatient,” I tisked, shaking my head at her.

“Please,” Bella wheedled, completely oblivious to what I was saying.

I grinned, giving into her and pressing my lips against hers. Almost immediately, she opened beneath me, sucking on my tongue. My hips thrust against the mattress, a low groan rumbling through me as her tongue traced across mine.

The bed squeaked as Sam rolled off to grab the lube. Bella was completely consumed in our kiss, failing to notice Sam had left and it was my fingers rubbing between her folds. She moved with me, close to her orgasm as she mewed softly.

Sam came back, lube in hand as he prepared her for his entrance. She broke our kiss, biting her lip as Sam’s fingers probed her ass.

“You ready for us, baby?” Sam asked, his voice low and dark.

“Yes,” Bella hissed, reaching up to claw at his chest.

I leaned down to lick at her nipple, my fingers still working her clit as Sam moved her to slide inside of her. Bella’s teeth clamped on my shoulder, screaming softly as Sam slowly pushed forward. They both let out a breath when he was all the way in. Sam lifted her up, away from me and onto his lap.

My cock was aching as I took a few moments to watch Bella writhe against him, her hands gripping her breasts as Sam sucked on her neck. I moved cautiously closer, one hand pumping my cock as the other went to the other side of her neck.

Her brown eyes fluttered open and she stared at me through the haze of lust we were weaving around her.

“You ready for me, Bells?” I asked, my hand moving down to pinch one of her nipples.

Her eyes fastened on my hand, working on my cock, and she licked her lips eagerly. She arched against Sam, her hips moving frantically.

“Please,” Bella moaned.

Sam smirked at me over her shoulder, leaning back against the bed to give me enough room. I settled between her legs, lining us up. Her eyes were fastened on where I pressed against her, one of her hands reaching down to help guide me in.

“Fuck,” I growled, pushing all the way inside her.

Sam growled back at me, his teeth bared as Bella began moving against us. My hands went to her hips while Sam wrapped his around her waist. Our timing had improved over the years and we all understood each other’s bodies better, not to mention our own. One thing that hadn’t changed was that Sam and I never lasted long when we both took Bella.

“God damn it, baby. You’re so tight,” Sam grunted, increasing his thrusts.

“Oh, God. Oh, fuck,” Bella panted in response.

I grinned as Sam’s fingers traveled down to play with her clit, squeezing and pinching relentlessly until she was screaming our names, her body convulsing around us.

“Fuck,” I drawled, clenching my teeth as I came.

Sam growled, his mouth pressed against his mark in her neck as his movement slowed as well.

I pulled out first, taking Bella with me as we collapsed onto the bed. Sam flopped down on her other side, one of his arms flung over her hips.

“I love you guys,” Bella mumbled, already falling asleep.

“We love you, too,” Sam murmured back.

“Always,” I finished, pressing a quick kiss to her shoulder.

“MOTHER-FUCKING, SON OF A COCK SUCKING WHORE! GET THEM OUT OF ME!”

I winced as Bella’s tones reached a new pitch, my sensitive ears ringing at her screams.

Sam jerked beside me, clearly in the same state I was. Neither one of us wanted to go near that bed, despite the urging of the nurses. We knew our imprint was in a fine form and the past seven months had taught us not to go near her when she was like this.

“YOU ASSHOLES! YOU DID THIS TO ME! I SHOULD FUCKING KILL YOU!” Bella raged at us, moving to get out of bed.

Sam and I both took a fearful step back as the nurses quickly moved to restrain her.

“Jesus, Bella. Shut the fuck up,” Leah demanded, sweeping into the room.

“Oh, thank God,” I breathed, leaning against the wall.

“Yeah, yeah. You weaklings can go wait outside. I’ve got her for now,” Leah waved off, moving determinedly towards the bed.

Sam and I wasted no time following her advice, barely escaping the bed pan Bella threw our way. Her screeches followed us out into the waiting room until, finally, Leah managed to calm her down.

“How is she, boys?” Charlie asked, his face pale.

“Pissed,” I answered.

“As hell,” Sam added.

“I imagine she would be. Giving birth hurts,” Sue frowned worriedly.

“Leah’s in there calming her down. If anyone can do it, she can. Hopefully, we’ll be allowed back in to see them born,” Sam explained.

“You let Leah in there with her?” Kim asked disbelievingly.

“Yeah,” I shrugged.

“Oh! You two are so not going back in there! When Leah came to shut me up, I started really spitting nails,” Kim laughed.

Jared winced at the memory as he played with Anthony, distracting the boy from what was happening to his Aunt Bella.

“Uncle Jake. Uncle Sam. Do you think Aunt Bella would like Brownie? He might make her feel better,” Anthony offered innocently.

“If you’re still willing to give him up in a few hours, I’m sure Aunt Bella would love to have Brownie once the babies are born,” Sam assured him.

“How much longer till they come?” Anthony asked eagerly.

“We’ve still got some time, bud,” Jared told him.

“But I wanna play with them,” Anthony pouted.

“Buddy, we talked about this, remember? They’re going to be too little for you to play with. You’re going to have to wait until they’re bigger, like you,” Jared reminded him.

Anthony looked down at Brownie for a long time, a deep look of concentration etched on his four year old face.

“Uncle Paul can still play with me, right?” Anthony asked doubtfully.

“Yes, Uncle Paul can still play with you,” Jared chuckled, ruffling his son’s hair.

“We can go play right now, if you want, runt,” Paul grinned, standing up and holding out a hand to him.

“YAY!” Anthony screamed, racing Paul out the door.

“Jared, go with them. The last time they played, they came back caked in mud,” Kim insisted, frowning after her son.

“Sure thing, babe,” Jared agreed, kissing his wife sweetly.

“So how much longer is this going to take? I mean, we’re here as long as you need us, but, dude, it’s been five hours already,” Quil complained, clapping me on the shoulder.

“Doctor said she’s not dilated enough. It could be at least another three hours,” I informed him.

Quil groaned in defeat before rejoining Embry in front of the TV showing ESPN. Collin and Brady were practically glued to the TV, cheering on the Mariners.

“Sorry I’m late. She pop ‘em out yet?” Al asked, striding into the room.

“No. She’s still got a few hours to go,” I informed him.

“Ah, hell. Was hoping I’d missed it all,” Al grumbled, falling into a seat beside Dad and Harry.

“Not quite. And you know you’d have been disappointed if the babies came and you weren’t here,” Sam called him out.

“Eh. She would’ve killed me, but that’s nothing new. Threatens to kill me nearly every damn day,” Al shrugged.

“That’s just the hormones. She’ll settle down once we get onto a good schedule,” I assured him.

“Is their room all set up?” Dad asked, glancing away from the TV.

“Yeah. We finished it this week. Bella decided the color was wrong about fifty different times,” I snorted.

“And when we finally get the right color, it was almost the exact same color that we started out with,” Sam scoffed, throwing his hands up in disbelief.

“Hmph. Shows what you boys know,” Al huffed.

“Yes, well, forgive us for not working with paint every day,” I bit back sarcastically.

“Your girl does, though. She knew she wanted it to be perfect. Called nesting or some shit like that,” Al sneered.

“Yeah, and she was doing it all last week,” I complained.

“Well, it’s over now. Stop your whining and get back there. Seth says she’s almost ready to pop,” Leah interrupted, coming out of the room.

“What? The doctor said we still have a few hours,” I gaped, hurrying towards her.

“Yeah, well, I convinced her to hurry her ass up,” Leah smirked, shooing us along.

We walked into the delivery room to find Bella strapped up to the poles, her feet spread apart. She was glaring down at the doctor, clearly pissed at him now.

“There you guys are. You better get over there. She’s gonna have to start pushing soon,” Seth murmured, pushing us over to the bed.

“How did she dilate so fast?” Sam asked.

“Heck if I know. They didn’t go over that in the training,” Seth shrugged, urging us forward.

“Hey, honey. You ready to start pushing?” I asked, claiming one of her hands.

“Jake. Oh, thank God. Look. I think the doctor’s got it wrong. I’m not ready to have them. They want to stay inside where they’ll be safe,” Bella insisted, slightly panicked.

“Sweetheart, it’ll be okay. Besides, we can’t exactly stop them from coming. They’re eager to meet us all,” Sam assured her gently.

“But… But they’re not ready. We’re not ready,” Bella persisted.

“Honey, we’ve got everything set up. We’ve gone to countless classes and read thousands of books. We’re as ready as we’re gonna get,” I guaranteed her.

“I’m scared,” Bella whimpered, clutching our hands tighter.

“I know you are, honey, but it’s going to be okay. Sam and I will be right here with you through everything. We won’t let anything happen to you or the babies,” I vowed.

“You’re our everything, sweetheart. We can’t live without you. And now we’re going to have two new people to love, just as much as we love you,” Sam promised, kissing the back of her hand.

“Bella, I’m going to need you to start pushing now. We’ve got the first baby ready to come out,” the doctor said from between her legs.

“You can do it, sweetheart,” Sam encouraged, holding her hand between both of his.

“We’re right here,” I reminded her, kissing her temple.

And with that, the screaming began.

An hour later, William Levi Uley-Black and Charlotte Sarah Uley-Black were born. Bella cried as she held them both, staring down at them with complete adoration. Sam and I were enraptured immediately, completely consumed with our new family.

Our wolves had come out quickly, demanding we secured the area and made sure there was no threat to our imprint and pups. Sam and I had gone with William and Charlotte when Seth took them away to be checked over. We had Leah stay with Bella, instructing her to allow no one near her while she slept off the hours of labor.

It hadn’t taken long for everyone to realize we meant business. Two days later, we took Bella, William, and Charlotte home where they met the pack for the first time. Charlie, Billy, and Al had been the only ones allowed in to see Bella and the babies at the hospital, our wolves not allowing anyone else inside.

Even now, as everyone passed around our pups, we were on high alert, tracking them and Bella simultaneously.

“You can relax, guys. They aren’t going to hurt them,” Bella chided lightly, coming to stand between Sam and I.

“How are we supposed to relax? They’re so little. Anything could happen,” Sam frowned, keeping his attention on Charlotte as Seth made faces at her.

“Nothing is going to happen, but even if it does, we’ll handle it. Isn’t that what you told me?” Bella reminded us, taking each of our hands.

I sighed and took my eyes off William to look down at our imprint. She smiled up at us brightly, completely happy in the new state of family we had found ourselves in.

“Why do you always have to be so right?” I asked her.

“Because someone has to be in this relationship,” Bella grinned.

“You could share the limelight sometimes, sweetheart,” Sam pouted.

“I would, if you guys ever got anything right,” Bella teased.

“We got one thing right,” I pointed out.

“What’s that?” Bella asked, blinking up at me.

“This,” Sam answered, waving his hand around the room.

Bella looked around the room, seeing what we meant. Collin and Brady were playing with Anthony so Jared and Kim could hold William. Seth was feeding Charlotte while Leah played with her feet. Quil was helping Claire color and Embry was taking pictures of Quil’s princess hat. Paul was laughing as William spit up on Jared, making Jared turn slightly green himself. Charlie and Billy sat side by side, talking quietly with each other while watching their grandchildren. And Al stood by the window, frowning over everyone as usual.

“You’re right. This is absolutely right,” Bella agreed, sighing happily.

I wrapped an arm around her shoulders while Sam wrapped one around her waist and we simply stood there, watching over our rather large and extended family.

…….

“Uncle Quil, I think I broke Mr. Pepe.”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Oh, yeah. This was definitely right.