Disclaimer: The god-like Stephenie Meyer owns these characters. This was written out of fun.

Chapter 1 – Preparations

My eyes squinted as I awoke from a heavy sleep to the sun that was beating down on the bare back of Jacob. I leaned over to close the blinds and was suddenly attacked and thrown onto my back. I giggled once and tossed a glare at him.

"Nessie." He murmured.

I still couldn't get over the way he said my name, or for that matter, the way he stared into my eyes. I was a prize to him, something that he would treasure for the rest of eternity.

"Yes, my love?" I answered, though knowing what he would say.

"Can't we stay in bed all day?" He anxiously swirled his fingertips across my smooth skin. There was too much contrast in the color of our skin. I looked sickening white against his russet, beautiful, and flawless surface.

Of course I would want to stay in bed all day with him. He's the only person that I cared to see, but I knew that my mother, Bella would come looking for me. I thought it might be better to make an appearance for our routine hunting trip.

"Mmm." I stretched out on the bed and we intertwined our bodies to get as close as possible. "You know I'd love nothing more."

He quickly kissed the point of my nose and grinned. I snuggled my head into his collarbone and stole small kisses across the top of his chest.

"You do realize that when you object to my idea, kissing me like this is making me want to hold you hostage longer, right?" He took my head in his huge warm hands and smiled while looking me up and down with his admiring eyes.

"Alright, enough with this. Let's go. You know Edw – my dad would love nothing more than to have an excuse to wrestle you to the ground for keeping me locked up." I teased as he started to hoist me out of the warm bed.

He carried me to the bathroom and turned on the shower. As he traced the curves of my body, from my jaw line to the curve of my outer thigh, where my hand hung, he braided our fingers together and lifted our hands to kiss my diamond ring. It had all been to perfect; the wedding, I mean. It was just so symbolic and meaningful. I had always belonged to Jacob, but it was final. I would never have to call him my boyfriend or fiancée again. He was my adoring and clever husband.

*****

"Do you think you're ready?" I could feel my father's cold breath in my ear as I shuddered.

"I know I'm ready, Dad." I squeezed my hand in his.

It was the day that my father would walk me proudly down the aisle. I could tell that he was nervous and his topaz eyes were darting around the room and making assessments about every little thing. I knew that he loved Jacob for everything that he'd done for our small and talented family. I was his baby and he was giving his protection to someone else. That was hard for him because protector was his middle name.

"You look gorgeous, Renesmee." Bella, my mother, had come up the stairs with blue hair combs in her hand. "These are being passed down." She looked up at my father with the most lost intensified eyes I've ever seen.

"Thank you so much, mom." I spun around for her to pin them in my hair. "I want to talk to you, just for a second."

Edward left the room and my mother motioned me to sit down on the leather couch. She put her cold hands in mine and waited for me to proceed.

"Were you always so sure?" I asked innocently.

She sighed and put her arm around me. "Edward and I have the most amazing love in the world. I've never wanted anything but to be with him. I know you are probably looking for me to tell you that I was doubting and then he did something to make me know it was right, but I can't tell you one time where I didn't picture myself hand in hand with him for the rest of our existence.

"Look, the basic question is, Could love anyone else the way you love Jacob?" Her hold tightened.

I looked at her with the most sincere eyes, "No. I love him more than anyone. I feel more for him than I ever thought possible. Not even the depths and masses of the ocean can put my love for him into perspective."

"Well, are you ready to walk down the aisle then?" She started to get up and I pulled her back down.

"How do I know he feels the same way?" I pleaded with my eyes, searching for something to comfort me.

"He does. You think I would let you marry someone that didn't? I have faith that you two will forever love each other. The nerves are just getting to you, honey."

I got to my feet, reassured and pressed forward to the door. I passed a mirror. My curly bronze hair bounced into my chocolate eyes as I stopped to examine myself. My cheeks flushed as I study my gown. It was perfect for me; of course, Alice had her way of picking out the goods. It was full lace and hugged my hips just right. The small train was the best part, attached with an oversized soft blue bow. My hair was swept right above my collarbone and the lace started a few inches below without the need of straps.

Edward was back into the room, obviously he heard us moving around, and came to my side. He turned me to face him and gave me a hard kiss on the forehead.

"You look beautiful, Renesmee." I could tell if he could cry, he'd be a mess. He pulled my vintage veil up above and over my head delicately and paused to stare at my face and then the veil slid down so I could hide my face. I smiled and latched onto his arm as we headed for the stairs.

My mother fled past us with her blue flowing dress blowing from the speed. We headed for the door, no more than a normal human speed. The music had started outside, near the waterfront. Edward nodded us forward and I saw everyone rise up in their seats. Everyone was there, Charlie, Billy, the pack, my loving family, and even the Amazon Coven. Zafrina had been a constant part of my life, and her crazy hair blew in the wind as she smiled at me.

My eyes darted to the rose covered alter, where my love stood. His head was down as if he were praying, and finally took a deep breath and slowly rose his head. His eyes widened as he saw me approaching and gasped. I laughed and smiled as I took my first step onto the red velvet carpet that led me to him. All I could see was him. Nothing else mattered to me and I couldn't walk fast enough toward him.

Edward kept me locked in with him so I wouldn't make a fool of myself. He knew I wanted to run down the aisle and I could feel his body shake at my thought. I glanced next to Jacob at the giggly Embry and then my eyes darted over to the opposite to see Rosalie's eyes sparkling at me. She was full of joy. Her long pink gown hugged her in ways I never thought could make anyone look good. How was I supposed to stand next to her? She had the most beautiful features anyone had ever seen.

Edward nudged me and whispered, "You know you are flawless. You did afterall come from your mother."

"Who gives this woman to be married to this man?" Old Quill boomed and turned toward Edward.

"Her mother and I." He glanced back at Bella who was shaking with happiness. Edward lifted the veil over my face and kissed my cheek, and then turned toward Jacob to shake his hand.

The ceremony was short and sweet.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Jacob practically leaped toward me and crushed his lips onto mine as the crowd stood and hooted and hollered at us. I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks and I locked my hands around his warm neck. I couldn't get over the feeling.

Here we were, standing in black and white kissing at the alter. I have no idea why I ever thought it was okay for me to get cold feet. This is the one thing that was ever certain in my life, the only thing that was set in stone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am happy to present to you, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Black." Old Quil roared with excitement as he motioned his hand for us to jump down the step and head toward the house.

We half ran, hand and hand, and at the end of the red carpet he swooped me up into his arms and carried me the rest of the way, not breaking our kiss.

*****

"Want to join me, Mrs. Black." He motioned our hands to the already steaming shower.

I, of course, was in favor of doing anything that involved the heat of his bare body touching mine. It wasn't like I'd never seen him naked, because he had phased in front of me plenty of times. It was just the first time where things were official. Everything was great. Edward and Bella lived peacefully in their beautiful cottage, and Jacob and I were in their old room at the Cullens. We were building a little home of our own just a couple miles from here. From time to time, Jacob would squish his nose up from the smell the house gave off. I mostly laughed it off, but sometimes he'd get a good slug. I knew he couldn't wait for the construction to be done.

Growing up with Alice as an aunt wasn't always the easiest. I could see the scornful looks if I ever came dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. She would mumble something about how I took after my mother's side. Most days I would ignore it and leave what I had on, Jacob would just take it off later anyways. Today, I wanted to look a little presentable considering that I was a married woman now, and I wanted more than anything to play the part.

We slid down the staircase and he yelped as I plummeted on top of him. I tensed up and jumped off of him. Right before I was about to take off to the nearest door, he grabbed my shirt and hurled me on top of him. I crashed down and grabbed a kiss before I scrambled up again. We were always playing, and always competing. My mother told me that it has been like that since we were little. Although, she knows that I remember everything from my childhood, she likes to retell the stories and laugh at the thoughts.

I used my gift as little as possible. Jacob was always thrilled when I decided to give him my insight of the day with the touch of my fingertips, but I knew that if I overused it, he would scold me for not letting my voice be heard. After all, when I decided I wouldn't use it, it put me into a sort of balance with him. My speed was almost in proportion of how he could change into a different species in half a second.

"Hello Mother, father." I grinned at them and threw my hands around Bella's neck. She squeezed as hard as she could and then put me back on the ground. Edward casually strolled over to me and put his arm around my shoulder.

"How does it feel, Mrs. Black?" He asked, even though he knew. "You're no longer a Cullen."

"Dad, I will always be a Cullen." I shook my head. Everything was so new and fresh. I wanted the butterflies and pumping heart to never go away when I heard someone call me by his last name.

"Jacob, are you going hunting with us today?" Bella asked. She pulled her chocolate brown hair into a spiraled bun. I stared at her perfection, her pointed chin, and full lips were in the right proportion to her now black eyes. The same bracelet with two amazing charms always occupied her left wrist, one of a werewolf, my husband, and one that was a diamond heart, my amazing father.

I knew that there had been something that went on between my mother and Jacob. They had told me stories of their childhood, the human years, as they liked to put it. They were easy, and at the time, my mother had been sewn together by the love Jacob had shown for her. The thought of them together once came off as weird and unavoidable, but then I remembered that if it weren't for him sticking around my mother like that, he would have never laid eyes on me, therefore, his imprinting would never have been a possibility. And where would that have gotten me? Jacob and Bella's friendship was easy, and I thought she'd have trouble with the fact her best friend was marrying her daughter. She seemed at ease when Jacob had asked for my hand in marriage. Although, it was probably because Alice had warned her what was coming.

"We need to head out. I still have to come back and start the oven for the party tonight." I said as I cupped my hand against Jacob's neck. "How many did you say were actually coming?"

"The whole pack is coming, including my father, and your grandfather." He looked at me with sorry eyes. "You know I'll help you with the food. It'll take hours if I don't."

I touched my hand to my face and let him into my vision of us running. "I don't think we do slow, Jake."

He laughed, "Right then. Let's go!" He pulled me forward and we leapt over the river. My senses took control and I crouched and then darted for the nearest clearing of the forest, toward the west.

"Mmmm… elk. My favorite." I rolled my eyes and Jacob patted my back.

"Good enough. I'm still tired from last night to keep looking." I could see him smiling at me in the corner of my eyes.

I wouldn't ever forget last night. His gentle touch, the shape our bodies took in the middle of the bed. I was slapped out of my daydream.

"Seriously? Keep your thoughts to yourself for the time being." Edward looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Not my fault you've got a messed up head." He heard me snicker under my breath and then took off after the elk.

Elk were too easy. I know that tomorrow we'd go off to find something more fun to hunt, but for the time restraint that the day put on us, we'd have to make do. I never liked seeing animals struggle as I hovered over them, so I always ended things soon.

"Quenched?" I looked up to see Jacob standing above me and his hair blew in the wind.

"Parched actually," and I took another big gulp and smiled up at him. I rose to the balls of my feet and kissed him.

"Mmm… elk blood. Ha!" He tossed me over my shoulder as I gasped, and headed toward the house. My body was fully bent over as he wrapped his arm around my calves, and I begged him to put me down. Of course, he didn't listen.

"You're annoying!" I threw a slight tantrum while beating his back with my fists until he put me on the ground. "Thanks, baby."

We headed toward the house and I could see Alice chuckling at herself while she waved the spatula above her head. "We better get started, Nessie, your friends will be here in a couple hours. Do you even know how much money I spent at the grocery store today?" Her voice chimed high and I sped up.

"Thank you, Alice! You know I would of gone to the store. I don't want you to have to go out of the way for a pack of werewolves." I shoved my elbow into Jake's gut.

"Hey! You're the one that wanted them over!" He complained as he rubbed his stomach. "You know what I wanted to do tonight."

"Sure, sure." I took the cooking utensil and stepped into the open space of the white house.

"Okay, so I was thinking we could make a variety. I know they like to eat a lot so why not make some fun out of what we've got?" Esme had taken her place in the kitchen and held up an apron.

She tied it around my waste and pecked me on the cheek. "Okay, Mrs. Black, ready?" She turned on the TV and flipped to Emeril and we started to prepare the feast.