La Musica del Cuore

It's a Wrap

So, I started my journey into Fanfiction with my first story, La Cantante. I had never been driven to write until I read Twilight and saw the movies (and the beauty of Robert Pattinson ~ dayum, he's one yummy guy.) Writing that first story got me through the end of my marriage and the beginning of my new life as a single woman. Now, it's almost four years since I completed that story. I'm so sorry for the delay, but I did promise you a sequel. Here it is!

We're wrapping up folks. I will be breezing over the remainder of their tour, Max's sentencing and their return home. A picture of Aria, the furbaby, is on my blog. Also, if you have a suggestion for what Bella and Edward should have, please let me know. NO, they are not having multiples. They are having ONE child. A boy or a girl? And give me name suggestions, too!

Chapter Twenty-Eight: It's a Wrap!

EPOV

To say the last six weeks after the incident in Las Vegas were a blur was an understatement, to say the least. We got our updated tour schedule and it was packed to the gills with our performances, acoustic sets and appearances. We had our remaining dates that we needed to perform, plus the dates we had to reschedule. We'd just finished what would have been our final date before flying back to Dallas for that rescheduled performance from mid-August, followed by our last performance in Las Vegas.

Peoria and a few other locations just could not be rescheduled due to the venues being used and our personal time constraints. Meaning, the impending birth of our first-born child. Refunds were issued to ticket holders, or exchanges if they didn't want their money back. We were bummed about not being able to get all of the dates we'd canceled, but it was inevitable. There were a lot of moving parts with the tour.

It was determined that after the final performance, we'd have a wrap party in Los Angeles, which was something that we were looking forward to. The end of our first tour. It was successful in the eyes of the record company, but a personal struggle for all of us. To celebrate its end, we decided it would be a Halloween party and we'd finally announce Bella's pregnancy to the crew and to our fans. Alice had a public statement ready to go for the press, but we wanted to inform our Midnight Sun crew first. For our family, we'd be revealing the gender. Dr. Castillo put the gender into an envelope and we dropped it off to a local baker who was making the cake for the wrap party when we were in town for our last appointment. The color of the cake beneath the creepy fondant and décor would reveal what we were having ... a girl or a boy.

Bree, the woman hired to be our assistant when Alice took over publicity and sharing Kellan's responsibilities with Nia, was in charge of arranging the party and coordinating our schedule. We were having the wrap party at Hyde on Halloween, a week after our final concert in Vegas.

Five days after the sentencing hearing for Max. Closing that damn chapter, for good.

I knew that Bella was terrified to go back to Sin City. She had nightmares of what had happened in the arena, of what could have happened, but we had Skype therapy sessions with the woman that helped Bella when we first moved to Los Angeles. We were healing, slowly but surely. On top of that, Kellan was back with us. He wasn't working, but he was supporting us. His arm was strapped to his side, working through his physical therapy. He couldn't handle being home while we were working our asses off. So, the record company paid a physical therapist to join us on the last leg of our tour. Emmett, Jasper and I helped Kellan work out, as well.

"I'm so glad that the end is in sight," Bella said, her feet up as I massaged them in our hotel room in New Jersey in mid-October. "Oooh, right there. In the arch. The flats are not very supportive."