AN: After reading and re-reading (and re-reading) Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series, I couldn't get enough, so I thought I would attempt to write my own version of how Breaking Dawn will be like. I am trying to keep the characters as canon as possible and have found it to be slightly more difficult than Princess Diaries characters, so please bear with me.

This story begins at the end of Eclipse - disregarding (for now) the epilogue (where Jacob phases and runs off after getting the wedding invitation). I do plan on including some chapters from his POV, because I think they are important to the story.

I am also browsing for a beta, because I type chapters as quickly as I can and get so excited about posting them, I make small mistakes. So - if you are in love with Twilight and don't mind being my kick in the butt to continue, please PM me so we can collaborate. Thanks!

Disclaimer: These characters and special powers that come with them belong solely to Stephenie Meyers and no profit is being made from this - just personal enjoyment.

Edward pulled me onto his back and I tightened my arms around his neck and grasped my shirtsleeves. We made it out of the meadow and back to his house before the bottom dropped out.

"Would you like to drive, or shall I?" he asked politely.

I smiled beatifically at his expression of distaste at traveling so slowly and silently got into the passenger seat of his Volvo. He grinned at me as climbed in and started the ignition. I sat back and wondered if I would get used to his lead foot. Would it be different when I was a vampire? Would the speed bother me like it did now? I knew he wanted desperately to replace my ancient truck with something a bit newer and a lot faster.

"What are you thinking?" he asked in a low voice, glancing at me quickly. The corner of his mouth quirked into a small smile as he rounded a curve that I wouldn't have attempted at half the speed he was traveling. My right hand clutched the door handle and I stomped on the imaginary brake pedal in front of me.

"Will you please relax and learn to trust me, Bella?" he queried, only slightly amused.

I cleared my throat and squeaked, "If you don't want to talk to Charlie right now, it's fine. But can we please slow down a little?"

He sighed in resignation, but slowed to a more nerve-soothing speed. "You didn't answer my question," he reminded me quietly.

"Actually, I was wondering if I would ever get used to traveling this fast. I mean – I've kind of gotten used to hanging on for dear life when you are running, but cars and clutzy-danger magnets don't mix very well."

We turned onto my street and into the driveway as I finished my sentence. He turned to me and grabbed my hand. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I meant what I said earlier – I want to do this your way, the way you want it."

"No, this is what I want. Now, let's go talk to Charlie before I lose my nerve." I pulled my hand out of his and made a move to open the door. He was there before I had time to blink and was extending his hand for mine. I shook my head in wonder. As we made our way for the door, he turned to me again.

"Are you absolutely certain that this is what you want?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, for the final time. This is what I want. Although, how about calling Alice and making sure this won't blow up in our face?"

He pulled out his cell phone and spoke rapidly into the receiver. A brief frown marred his perfect features, but it was gone in an instant, replaced with something that looked like humor. I waited impatiently as he conversed with Alice. After hanging up and sliding the phone back into his pocket, he reached for the doorknob.

"What did she say?" I asked, stretching my hand out to stop him from opening the front door.

He grinned at me and replied, "You'll see."

(AN2: Sorry this chapter is so short - it's getting late and I need to go to bed! Thanks for reading!)