Caught in the Flames

Epilogue

As always, none of this is mine. I'm just the perv who want to make our beloved Twilight characters swear, drink, and go at it like horny rabbits. This story will be a combination of love, suspense, some violence and steamy, sweaty sex.

I'm doing the author's note up here. I want to thank all of you for sticking with me with this story. It took a year and a month to finish it and I'm very proud of it. I hope I did it justice. Thank you to Chandrakanta and FallingSnowWinter for their beautiful banners that they created for this story. Thank you to Kelly from TWCS for fixing the dates with my numerous updates. I kept her on her toes! Also, thank you to everyone who reviewed and supported me through this journey. This story means a lot to me since I honored my mother who passed away while I was writing this. Little Marie is written in her image and in her honor. I love you, Momma. I'll be seeing you, you know where and when.

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Chapter 175: Epilogue

EPOV

Ten Years Later

"Dr. Cullen, we have an ambulance pulling up," said one of the nurses, Bridget. "There was an apartment fire with a lot of smoke inhalation. A lot of kids."

"Thanks, Bridget. I'll be right there," I said as I closed my laptop. I swung my white coat around my shoulders along with my stethoscope. I graduated top of my class in medical school, followed closely by Harold. However, his spot as salutatorian was because he latched on to me. Thankfully, he didn't match at the same hospital that I did for our internship and residency. He was matched at a hospital in Milwaukee while I was matched at University of Chicago Hospitals. I wanted to work with kids and I got my dream.

I was working my way up the ranks as a pediatrician. I was a part of a medical office, an established group of doctors. We were a family practice, with a specialty of endocrinology and childhood diabetes. For now, I worked with the families who didn't have any pressing medical issues, but I was a board certified pediatric endocrinologist. I also picked up a few shifts at the emergency room at the hospital to keep my skills sharp. Besides, my history as a firefighter gave me a unique view of the ER and kept me on my toes.

I reached the ambulance bay, smiling at one of my close friends and fellow doctor at the pediatrician's office, Jared McNulty. "How many victims?"

"Three, maybe four," Jared replied. "It's one of those apartment buildings. I'm not sure how critical the kids are. Are you off after this?"

"Yeah. I have a date night with my girls," I smiled. It was our anniversary tonight. Our anniversary of being husband and wife, becoming a family. We never did much for anniversaries, but we always did something as a family to celebrate our happy marriage. Though, I had something special planned for Bella tonight.

The ambulances pulled up and we put on our game faces. I took the ambulance from my old house, smiling when Angela and Leah hopped out. "Hey, guys. What do you we have?"

"Hey, Dr. C," Leah smirked. "We've got a five year old boy who was found in a closet as they guys were doing their sweep. He hasn't regained consciousness since we scooped him up."

"Give me his vitals," I barked as we rolled him into a trauma room. Angela rattled off his vital signs. He was tiny and not breathing on his own. He also had some burns along his back and legs since he was curled toward the wall of the closet, trying to get away from the fire. The burns weren't severe, but they would require special care to minimize scarring. Another curveball was that the boy was deaf. I made sure I grabbed one of the many nurses who could sign so I could communicate with this little boy.