I don't own any of this. Stephenie Meyer does. FYI: This story fills in after the first chapter. This story was written BEFORE Breaking Dawn was published. Enjoy!!!!!

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Chapter 2:

Carlisle POV

The Cullen living room, our living room, was vivid with color and sounding with conversation and laughter as my sons and I invoked the right to participate in 'male bonding'. My daughter, Alice, was over at my daughter-in-law-to-be's home, trying on wedding dresses and the like for Bella's upcoming wedding. My wife, Esme, and my other daughter, Rosalie, were undoubtedly running little errands in order to make Alice's big scheme of a wedding fall into place.

But over here at our house, Emmett, Edward, Jasper, and I were relaxing on our white sofas, doing nothing in particular. Edward and Jasper were arm wrestling, and the winner was to play Emmett.

"Be happy, Edward," Jasper coaxed, smiling, as he tampered with his brother's emotions.

Edward couldn't resist what Jasper was doing, and he knew that, "Jasper, this isn't fair. Playing with emotions and being a distraction is a deceitful way to cheat."

"Sorry, Edward," Jasper allowed, grinning, "If you want then, be mad!"

Edward glared at him, "Shut up, Jasper." Jasper used his ability to then make Edward angry. He laughed, amused at his brother's expression and noticeable fury. He glanced over at me, and I gave him a look, which told Jasper to stop.

Edward, once mentally stable, pushed Jasper's arm down with ease. "And there you go," he scoffed, and Jasper rolled his eyes.

Then, Edward arm wrestled Emmett. Emmett was twice his size and very, very strong. They announced the start of their match, and Edward played his games. "Oh, Emmett, you are a naughty boy," Edward scolded, shaking his head. He was using his mind reading ability to outwit Emmett.

Emmett raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"

Edward flashed his teeth, "You know."

"Reading his mind?" Jasper asked, making both of his brothers happy.

Emmett smiled, "Yes, but he is making things up. The only way he can win is if he cheats." I shook my head. My boys did whatever they could to win against each other.

"Can you blame him for making things up, Emmett?" Jasper said teasingly, "He has to; there's nothing in your head to read."

Emmett smiled and dropped his arm from Edward's. Then, he flashed to where Jasper was standing and pushed him down on the couch. When he was done, the two of them and Edward were laughing.

"Now, if you wouldn't mind," Edward announced, unveiling some bags for clothing that undoubtedly held tuxedos, "we need to try on the attire for the wedding."

Edward tossed each of us a bag, and we unzipped them. "Did you pick these out, Edward?" I asked him, looking at the black tailored tuxedos. There was a ruffled white shirt to go underneath of them, and a red rose was pinned to the collar.

"No," he told me, switching out of his clothes at a speed only vampires could reach and putting on the new attire, "Alice is planning all of this. Bella and I are merely going." He smiled. I noticed that Edward smiled constantly when he either mentioned his fiancée or was with her. It made me happy, as well, to see him pleased.

Once we were all dressed, we took turns looking in the floor to ceiling mirror in the hallway. "You know," Emmett said, turning to look at his reflection, "it's a little weird how Alice knows all of our sizes so well." Every one of the tuxedos fit perfectly.

Edward smiled, "The woman is gifted." I smiled, too, and so did Jasper, and then he stopped. Affection for Alice was always something he displayed in private.

"Edward?" Jasper asked, a crease in his brow forming.

"Yes?"

"How many best men are you allowed to have at your wedding?" he asked.

"Well, at an orthodox wedding, one," Edward answered, nodding in response to Jasper's thoughts. At times, Edward's mind reading talent became a tad annoying.

"What's wrong?" I asked Edward.

"Nothing," he answered quickly, "Jasper and I were just contemplating the possibility of me having…three best men."

"Three?" Emmett asked, confused, and Edward nodded.

"Yes, three. You, Jasper, and…Jacob Black," he answered quietly.

Emmett spun around, "Jacob Black! The dog? But why?"

"Bella has been talking about him in her sleep, and I think she would be happy if her friend from La Push could attend," Edward answered, looking mainly at me.

"Well, it is your and Bella's final decision," I answered, thinking, "As long as no other vampires attend unexpectedly, I see no problem with it."

Edward smiled at me, "Yes, I think that is what Bella would want."

"If it is what Bella would want, than I hope it works out," I smiled back at Edward.

"But how are you going to tell Jacob?" Jasper asked.

Emmett shrugged, "We'll run into him soon at another deathly war when we need the dogs' help saving Bella." He turned to Edward, "Isn't she due for a catastrophe any day now? It's been, what, a week since the last one?"

Edward rolled his eyes, and Jasper stifled a laugh. Then, we undressed from our tuxedos and went to finish the arm wrestling.

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