~Bella's POV~
It's been a year since the thing with Derek happened and he's still in jail. He's supposed to be there for about 20 more years! It's pretty great but I miss having my best friend from high school. Seems like that guy left quite a while ago!

Jasmine is a little over 1 year old now. She's getting so big, so fast! And she's such a Daddy's girl! The other day, I walked into our room and Michael was laying on the bed with Jazz smuggled up to him on his chest, fast asleep. It was so cute that I just HAD to take a picture! When he woke up, I showed it to him and he was like,

"I told ya, she'd be a daddy's girl!"

Anyway, right now we're just relaxing, watching Peter Pan (of course). I love how much Michael loves stuff like that. He's like a sweet little boy trapped in a grown man's body! It's so adorable but it can be annoying sometimes.

Jasmine coos at the TV screen, trying to crawl over to it. I giggle at our cute little princess as she points at the screen while looking back at us.

She, suddenly, crawls over to the table and pulls herself up, trying to walk.

"Oh my gosh, Michael! Did you see that? Did you just see our little girl pull herself up and try to walk?" I say, jumping out of my seat, freaking out like a crazy woman.

"Yes," he giggles. "Y'know, you're cute when you get like that."

"Yeah, okay. Surrrre!" I giggle.

"It's true! You're adorable!" He smiles, showing his pearly white, perfect set of teeth.

"Damn, you have nice teeth! How do you make them look so nice?" I smile as I cuddle up against him again.

"I brush them" he laughs and I roll my eyes playfully.

My cellphone starts ringing on the coffee table and I answer it.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hi, is this Mrs. Isabella Jackson?" A professional voice asks.

"Yes. Who's this?"

"I'm your mother's Doctor, Dr. Shirley. I'm afraid I have bad news."

"Oh my gosh. What is it?" I ask, panicking.

"Your mother has been admitted to the hospital and I'm sorry to tell you this, but she isn't doing too well. She only has about 3 hours left before..." Dr. Shirley trails off.

"Passes?" I gasp.

"Yes. I'm so sorry, Mrs. Jackson. If you'd like to come see her, just tell the lady at the front desk your name and she'll let you right in." She says.

"Okay. I'll be right there! Thanks so much for calling. Goodbye" I say then hang up.

"Who was that baby?" Michael asks curiously.

"It was my mom's Doctor. She said that my mom's at the hospital and she only has 3 hours left to live." I say as tears roll down my cheeks.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry, Izzy. You wanna go see her?" He asks, pulling me into a hug.

"Yes" I sob, nodding my head.

"Let's go." He says. "We can drop Jazz off at Mother's on the way"

"Ok" I nod.

-At The Hospital-
We rush into the hospital, up to the front desk.

"Hi. I'm here to see my mother. Her doctor said that I can just tell you my name and you'll let me through." I say to the lady.

"Ok. What's your name?" She asks.

"Isabella Jackson" I say and she nods.

"Right through those doors" she points at the doors behind her.

"Thanks" I say then we run through the doors and up to her room.

We enter the room and there's my mother, laying on her death bed with her family around her at the age of 55.

I burst into tears as she waves to me.

"Oh, babygirl. Don't cry. Everything's gonna be fine. I'll be in a better place and I'll always be watching over you." Mom says, reaching for a hug from me.

"But I can't imagine a life without you. You're my mother. You're my role model. I love you so much!" I weep as I hug her and she rubs my back.

"I love you more, my little girl. Though you're an adult, you'll always be my sweet little girl." She says, smiling at me as we pull back.

"And you'll always be my Mommy." I say.

She smiles at me and for the next couple of hours we all laugh together.

I have no idea how she can be so happy while on her death bed. I wouldn't be able to be that cheerful, knowing that I only have a couple hours left to live. It's incredible that she's laughing and smiling while she knows that she won't be here much longer.

She laughs one more time and smiles over at me.

"I love you, my princess" she whispers as she holds my hand.

"I love you too, Mom" I say back.

I feel her hand go cold and that's when I know that she's gone.

I burst into tears and Michael runs over to me and wraps his arms around me.

I look at her beautiful face again and she's still smiling.

I'm just glad that she passed on, happily.

I'm still holding onto her hand and Michael tells me to let her go.

"No. I can't. She's my mommy. I don't wanna let her go. I need her" I cry.

"Come on baby. You have to let her go." He says, trying to get me to let go of her.

"Come on, Isabella. You need to let go" Dad and my brother say at the same time.

I finally let go and more tears escape my eyes.

I look at her face again and give her a kiss on her forehead.

The doctors come in and cover her up with a hospital blanket.

Michael and I leave to go get Jazz from Michael's parent.

We're in the limo and all I do is stare out the window, crying my eyes out.

"Aww, baby. Come here" Michael says, opening up his arms and I slide over to his side and lay my head on his chest as he puts his arms around me.

"What am I gonna do now? I don't know what to do without my mom. She wasn't just my mother, she was my best friend. Every once in a while we'd go somewhere and sit down together and have a cup of tea. We would chat and I would explain all my deepest emotions to her and she'd listen. She was one of the only people in my life who would ever listen to what I had to say. I can't believe she's gone, Michael." I weep.

"Well, at least she's in a better place. She'll always be in your heart and she's always gonna be with you." Michael says, rubbing my back.

We get to Michael's parents' place and ring the doorbell.

Katherine answers the door and when she sees me, her eyes fill with tears and she gives me a big hug.

"I'm so sorry to hear about your mother. How are you feeling?" She says softly.

"I feel horrible" I mumble as I cry even more.

"Aww, come in. Have a seat and I'll make some tea." She says as we step inside.

We sit in the living room and Joseph enters.

"Katherine! Why are they here?" He yells.

"Isabella's mother just passed away" Katherine says, entering the room.

"Oh" Joseph mumbles, leaving the room without another word.

"Come here, dear." Katherine says, sitting on the couch beside me and hugs me.

"What am I gonna do now, Mama K?" I sob.

"Shhh, it's okay. Just think, right now she's free without pain and she's always gonna watch over you and keep you safe. Now, she's in heaven, where no one can hurt her." Katherine says.

"Yeah, that's true, Izzy" Michael says, sitting on the other side of me.

"Katherine, can I ask you a question?" I ask.

"Yes, dear. Anything." She says, running her fingers through my hair.