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Breaking Dawn

Eclipse flashback...

The rain started to drip though the through the clouds just then, a few scattered drops that made faint thuds as they struck the grass.

I glowered at the sky.

"I'll get you home." He brushed the tiny beads of water from my cheeks.

"Rain's not the problem," I grumbled. "It just means its time to do something very unpleasant and possibly even highly dangerous."

His eyes widened in alarm.

"It's a good thing you're bulletproof." I sighed. "I'm going to need that ring. It's time to tell Charlie.

He laughed at the expression on my face. "Highly dangerous," he agreed. He laughed again and then reached into the pocket of his jeans. "But at least there's no need for a side trip."

He once again slid my ring into place on the third finger of my left hand.

Where it would stay—conceivably for the rest of eternity.

We were in the truck, with Edward driving. I couldn't help but be nervous. Edward keeps glancing at me, almost indecisive. I give up on trying to read him and look off into the distance, like I normally do. I look over again and hes obviously staring right at me, and I ask him innocently, "What?", as I shrug into my seat, wondering if I look as much of a wreck as I feel.

"What are you thinking?" He asked, like he had many times before. I felt like I was going to be sick, there was probably a really awkward look on my face as I rummaged through words in my head, trying to figure out what to say. So I settled with something rather simple.

"Nothing really."

"Bella, love, you have to be thinking about something. And from the sound of your heart rate, obviously its something thats bothering you. If you're upset about Charlie, just remember I'm bullet proof."

I smirked half heartedly from him trying to ease my nerves, and I felt myself blushing at his heart rate comment. Great, nauseous, probably looking like a wreck, and blushing as well. Why does he want me, again?

I waited another moment, resuming my search for words before saying, "Its not exactly Charlie I'm worried about. Even though I'm not exactly happy about breaking the news to him that his only daughter is getting married at eight-teen. I'm more worried about the affect this is going to have on Renee. No doubt she'll be furious." I exhaled slowly, and Edward slowed down the truck to almost human pace (to the truck's relief), trying to prolong the conversation.

"Bella," Edward spoke softly, he chuckled under his breath, probably hearing my heart jump from him speaking my name, "I don't think you should worry about this so much. Obviously they're not going to be happy, but you are, and in the end, that will matter so much more to them than you realize. Believe me, I've heard their thoughts, I know how much they want your happiness. When we visited Renee in Florida months ago, I could hear how grateful she is to have you, and how your happiness matters above all things to her. She so badly wanted to lecture us on young relationships, but she didn't think you needed to hear it, she could see how we look at each other." Edward grasped my left hand in his right as he drove. "They both see it. They might overreact a little at first, so don't be surprised or offended at what they might say, just give it time to sink in to them."

I relaxed a little in my seat, a combination of the slow driving and Edward's boost in my confidence. He was right, we were soul mates, and it was obvious to everyone; more so than I was aware of apparently. Going through my thoughts while looking at the floorboard, I saw it.

I saw myself walking down the aisle, in the beautiful 1918 style dress that Alice picked out. I saw an approving Charlie beside me, escorting me down the aisle. His eyes shined with pride, and he gave me a side glance, and tightened his grip on my arm with a smile. I saw Renee, a Kleenex at her face, and that worried me for a second. Then I realized the words she was mouthing me.

"You're so beautiful. I love you."

This made me smile even more so, realizing they were tears of joy, seeing her daughter walking towards her soul mate, and by his side she would stay for all eternity.

When I looked directly down the aisle, I saw the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Edward Cullen, smiling as bright as I'd ever seen. His topaz eyes and auburn hair in beautiful contrast with his black tuxedo.

When Charlie got me to the end of the aisle, he kissed my cheek and whispered "I love you, Bells. You made the right choice, after all."

I took a few steps forward, once I stood by Edward, I snapped out of my vision.

My heart was now set on what I thought I hated with a passion. Now that passion was that to marry Edward. Something I never thought I would want. Of course, I always loved him, and wanted to be with him for eternity, but marriage was never something on my to-do list.

All of my fears had been washed away. My parents wanted me to be happy, now I will be, they'll be happy for me no matter what my decision is—as long as they're not aware I'm marrying into a family of vampires.

Small town gossip? Why should I care? I'll be away from it as soon as the wedding is over. I never paid attention to it anyway. What little I had heard once was about how Lauren got caught having sex with Tyler in the janitor's closet during 6th hour classes once. A few days later it moved on to how one of Jessica's friends just broke up with her boyfriend, and was putting moves on oblivious Mike, causing a cat fight.

So how can my marriage be much of a big deal if I'm always out of the spotlight? Its not like its something unexpected.

I had decided; I love Edward Anthony Masen-Cullen, and I will marry him, no matter what anyone said. I smiled with delight and finally, with acceptance as I played with Elizabeth Masen's ring on my ring finger.

Edward caught that, and I blushed. Innocently asking, "What?"

He smiled curiously at me, thankfully not hearing this long scene playing over in my head.

"Bella, please, I'm begging you, what are you thinking?"

I smiled gracefully and replied, "Marrying you, thats all."

"Found a way out of it, have you?" he joked, not knowing how seriously I was really being.

"No, I really want to. I love you, Edward, and will for all eternity. I know it sounds mushy, but I'm so honored to wear your mother's ring on my finger. I don't care what anyone thinks anymore. This is for me—for us." I ended the statement tightening my grip on his hand sweetly.

He gave me a brilliant smile, much like the one from my vision. "How is it that someone like me, a monster, can have someone as sweet, as pure, as you?" he asked while still smiling.

"A little too pure." I mumbled, crossing my arms and pouting a little, "Even more reason for me to want this wedding," I added while giggling.

Edward shot me a glance with a smirk, as if telling me to be patient.

We then pulled into the drive way next to Charlie's cruiser.

"I want this," I told myself while Edward opened my door for me, helping me out of the cab.

I carefully stepped out, not wanting to have to wear a neck brace during my wedding. I smiled to myself, my wedding, I liked the sound of that. It will be worth a little overreacting from my parents, I thought as we walked up the path to the doorway, Edward's cool hand on the small of my back, guiding me in.

We edged the door open to see Charlie in the living room, eating pizza and watching a game. His team was winning apparently, so the atmosphere was looser than it would be if the odds went in the other direction.

"Edward," I whispered as lowly as I could, knowing any vampire within the next two blocks probably could've heard it, "are you sure you don't want to leave this to me, and you can just wait outside?"

Edward's response, knowing I didn't have super-sonic vampire hearing, was him grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the couch next to Charlie's old recliner.

The next commercial came on, and Charlie turned to face us. "Hey, Bells," he said ignoring the Greek god sitting next to me.

"Hey Dad, Edward and I have something sorta important to tell you." For support, Edward put his arm around my waist.

Charlie's eyes moved around fairly quickly, to Edward's arm around my waist, to the slice of pizza I was taking out of Charlie's pizza box, to my stomach, where his eyes stayed, and widened.

Charlie's face turned colors nearly as quick as his eyes moved; from pink, to red, to purple, to blue. Which is when he released his anger into a scream, "ISABELLA MARIE SWAN!"

My eyes widened, I knew he wouldn't approve at first, but wasn't this a little much? Wait, I haven't even told him what our news is, what is he thinking? Oh God...

"Uhm..Dad?" I tried to interrupt him from his rant he was now throwing at us, a few volume notches down from when he screamed my full name.

"Of all the idiotic things you could do! You told me just months ago you weren't! And with him?"

"...Dad?"

"You always talk about how mature and old fashioned Edward is," he sneered his name like it was a dirty word.

"Dad!"

"But how mature is he now? He must be too immature or stupid to go buy a 75 cent condom because hes definitely rich enough!"

"Dad! Stop!"

"Really, Bella, with him? He left you before, he broke you! Whose to say he won't do it again with this kid!"

Theres a line I drew once before, and Charlie just crossed it.

"DAD! STOP! You don't even understand! I'm not pregnant! Edward and I have never even had sex before! So its impossible! So would you just stop this rampage you're having and listen to me?!"

I blushed extremely hard, it was embarrassing to think, more embarrassing to say, especially to Charlie.

"So, you're not..pregnant?" he asked, obviously embarrassed, too, and relieved.

"No, Dad. Can we actually tell you our news now, or are you going to have another fit?

"I'm sorry Bella...and you, too, Edward, please tell me what you came here to tell me before I reacted like that."

"Ok, well, obviously, I love Edward," I started. His eyes started to get wider again—he knew where this was going. Thankfully, he wasn't interrupting this time, so he couldn't be too upset. "And Edward loves me. We've been together a while, and you've seen how I am without him," Charlie looked down at the floor for a second, probably remembering my zombie-lie self back when Edward left. I gave a little shutter, then continued, "It's obvious to all of us that I can never live without Edward. Edward proposed to me—and I said yes."

There was a few moments silence, until Edward broke it. Probably hearing Charlie's unsure thoughts racing through his head.

"Charlie, I promise you that I'll love Bella forever, until the day she dies, I'll be by her side," Charlie didn't know how soon that would be, "I know, I made a horrible mistake once. I thought I was making things better for her, but I was really just making them worse for us both. Being away from her for so long showed me how much I love Bella, and how I can't possibly exist without her. In this almost always overcast town, Bella is my sun, and I've grown addicted to that sun. So I ask you—no, beg you—for your daughter's hand in marriage."

Charlie, still silent, glanced at me, with tear filled eyes from what Edward said about me. Charlie looked back at Edward, with a serious look in his eyes.

"Edward, if you ever hurt her, I will gladly lose my job at the force for hunting you down. As long as she's happy, and its what she wants, then yes, you can have her. But I'm going to warn you, her mother won't be swayed so easily."

Edward smiled that same brilliant smile and brought his hand forward to Charlie, who ignored the gesture and went even more forward to hug him. Wow, I didn't see that one coming..

"Charlie, I promise, I'll never hurt her again, I've learned my lesson."

They both edged backwards, then Charlie turned around and walked towards the kitchen. For a moment, I was almost afraid he was getting his gun out of his belt from work—not that it would do anything, just give him a heart attack realizing it wouldn't phase Edward at all—but when he returned, I nearly flinched at the sight of the white portable phone he was bringing towards us.

"Bella, I think you need to tell her before she jumps to conclusions like I did. You nearly caused me heart failure." he chuckled.

I took the phone from his hand carefully, and dialed my mom's number. It rang twice before she answered.

"Hello?" she answered sweetly, in that happy kindergarten teacher tone she used.

"Hi, Mom, its Bella." I said nervously.

"Oh, hi, Bella, how are you?" she responded, obviously surprised and sensing the awkwardness in my voice.

"Eh, I'm alright. I actually called to tell you something,"

Charlie mouthed the words "Get on with it."

"Well, Mom, Edward and I are very much in love, and he proposed to me, and I told him yes. So we're going to be getting married in a couple of weeks. Cool, huh?" I said, maybe a little too casually. Even the "couple of weeks" part came as a shock to Charlie, who had his forefinger and thumb of one hand pinching the bridge of his nose, other hand running his fingers through his hair.

The reaction I received from Renee wasn't what I expected. When my ear was ready for screams of rage and disapproval, my heart dropped when I heard a sob break through the phone.

"Mom, are you ok? Whats wrong?"

Charlie and Edward looked at me curiously. Edward could hear the conversation, of course, but he couldn't hear her mind through the phone, which caused his curiosity.

"Bella, its just that I knew somehow this was going to happen. You're so much more mature than this, Bella. Please don't make the same mistake I did."

Not wanting to let Charlie hear this conversation, I started walking up the stairs. It didn't matter if Edward heard me, but I knew he'd hear me from downstairs anyway.

"Mom, I'm not making any mistakes."

"Bella," she sobbed, "you are, too. You're doing the same thing me and your father did, marrying right out of high school."

"Mom, its not the same, and you know it! I've always been 'Bookworm Bella'. I've never done anything for myself. Back in Phoenix I never even had any friends. Aren't I allowed to do something spontaneous, just once? I love Edward, always will love Edward, and thats what makes us different than you and Dad. I'm going to marry Edward if you like it or not."

She sobbed and sighed, before saying something I really didn't expect.

"You're right. It is different. Thats what scares me so much. It took me nearly twenty years after I met Charlie to find Phil, and you're only eight-teen. That leaves even more time for something to happen, to go wrong. Like when he left you that time, I knew by the way you reacted that this was different. When you and Edward came came to visit, that only confirmed it.

"Since you've been with Edward you've been different—you've been truly happy. I'm just terrified to see you lose it this far in the game."

Wow, teary eyed again.

"Mom, I love him so much, and he already swore he'd never do it again, and I trust him."

"Ok, Baby, I do, too, then. Tomorrow I'll tell work that I'll need a substitute for a couple of weeks, and Phil and I will fly up."

"Thanks, Mom, I really appreciate this. I know a few people that are dying to meet you." I said thinking of Alice, Esme, and Carlisle. But mostly just Alice and Esme, I knew Carlisle was probably mostly curious.

"Well, I'll meet them soon." she said with a giggle, sounding excited to come see us.

"Edward is waiting downstairs, so I gotta go."

"Ok, bye, Bella, I love you." she said sweetly.

"I love you, too, Mom. Bye." I said, then clicked the "off" button on the phone.

I felt so much better than I had fifteen minutes ago. Edward was more right than I gave him credit for.

I made my way downstairs to see a worried Charlie trying to concentrate on a game, and Edward giving me my favorite crooked smile from the bottom of the stairs. He obviously heard the entire conversation. When I reached him at the bottom step, he picked me up at the bottom step and kissed me, then set me carefully on the floor beside him. He was making it clear that I had made him very happy. Charlie cleared his throat, ripping us from our own little world, and blushing at the realization that he was standing right behind us. Edwards kisses make me dizzier than I thought...

"So how did that go? Canceling the plans?" he chuckled.

"No, not quite. Mom understands how I feel about Edward, and how hes truly the one for me." I said smiling.

"Wow...theres a shocker.." Charlie could barely finish his sentence when Edward's phone started ringing. He didn't even have to look at the caller ID before answering.

"Yes, Alice?" he said, nearly sounding annoyed. I could hear an excited buzzing coming from the other side of the line, and it didn't stop, even when Edward said, "I think its for you." with a smirk on his face.

"Bella!" the high-pitched, overly excited sister—my soon-to-be sister-in-law, Alice Cullen rang into my ear.

"Your mom is coming in two days and you didn't even call so we could make plans! I can't wait to meet her! She looks just like you!"she rambled. Apparently having a vision of my mom coming to visit. Finally I interrupted her rambling.

"Whoa, Alice! Would you believe me if I told you I was getting around to it? Really, it happened not even five minutes ago." I told her.

"No, not really," she replied, obviously knowing I wasn't exactly planning on right then. What can I say? I had certain distractions, as in Edward kissing me and me not remembering anything else in the world. "Now you and Edward hurry and come over! We've got wedding plans to go through! And some you probably won't want your mom being here for!" she giggled as I blushed at her last sentence. Even Edward, trying to act like he couldn't hear every word smirked embarrassedly, and tried to cover it up by scratching his neck, even though he hasn't had an itch in ninety years.. Now that I actually wanted this, I don't mind so much doing wedding plans, but I needed to spend some time with Charlie.

"Alice, I would, but I need some time at home. But I promise, I'll be over tomorrow, bright and early."

Alice actually understood this, thankfully, and let me go in peace.