Mmmm, I got really anxious to write this chapter, so I did. :) Thank you SO much to everyone who's reviewed so far. It means a lot to me to know that people actually LIKE my fiction. Anyways, read, review, enjoy.

The ride towards Billy's home was slower than it should have been. The butterflies had stopped fluttering. Now they were taking whole pledged war-fare against my insides. Angela looked over at me in concern.

"What's wrong, Bella? Aren't you excited to be finally marrying Jake?" She asked in only a way that my best friend could get away with.

I smiled, "That's the problem. I'm excited and the butterflies that have taken up residence in my stomach seem to be feeling the same way."

She looked over at me with a side-long glance, but seemed to believe the truth. Something about Angela always let her know if I was telling the truth or not, but when she knew I probably had great reasons for lying to her, she wouldn't prod.

"Bella, I know exactly how you feel. When Ben and I got married I was beyond ecstatic. I just hope your butterflies aren't the menacing kind. If they are, we'd better get them out of there quick!" She joked, which sent us both into fits of giggles like adolescant school girls spying on the boy they had a crush on.

"Oh, Angela, I know what you're talking about, but my butterflies won't turn me as green as yours did," I mentioned, which sent us into another fit of laughter.

On Angela and Ben's fateful wedding day, where our roles had been reversed and I was the brides maid, Angela had become so excited and nervous that she had puked in a vase on our way up the aisle. I was inconspicously slipping her breath mints for their kiss through the whole ceremony. It turned out that all her nervous excitement wasn't nescessary, since her wedding had gone off without a hitch.

I was sure that Jacob would never leave me at the altar. No, that was not my main nervous fear for my wedding today. I was absolutely terrified that my vampires would come back, that Edward would come to claim me again because of on of Alice's wonderful visions. I was terrified that I would be in the middle of a war on my wedding day, and I was terrified, most of all, that I would be forced to choose.

Of course, I would choose Jacob. He was the one that had taught me how to love again. How to trust again. Most of all, he was my soul-mate, and I was fully aware that if Edward had never came to be, that if he was never created, me and Jacob would have been together regardless.

I sighed and Angela glanced over with question marks written all over her face.

I sighed again, "It's nothing, Ang. I'm just anxious for us to get to Billy's place and start getting ready. We've only got two hours to go, you know."

She smiled, content with my answer and pressed down on the gas a little more, edging the car up towards 50 MPH.

She looked over, "Better, Bella?"

I laughed again, "Yes. But it would have been better if we hadn't been able to see Billy's place already."

"Oh, right," she answered, a little put off with herself, but when she heard how much I was laughing, she laughed too.

Billy and Charlie were there, already waiting for us in the door frame.

As we walked up the small drive way towards them, Billy said, "Welcome to the family, Bella. I am so happy that you choose to join."

I smiled as wide as my face would allow me and replied, "I'm just glad that your family wanted me."

He smiled back kindly. "Of course we want you. What do you think? We're not crazy, and Jake would never forgive us if we didn't want you almost as much as he does." Billy laughed his throaty, old man laugh and opened his arms wide for a hug before allowing Angela and I inside.

The small house was full of bumbling people, all waiting for me to get here so that they could congratulate me, and ask if there was anything to do to help set up. My response was always, "Thank you very much, and no. We're all set up in the backyard. The best help that you could be would to just stay here and wait for the ceremony to start. Billy will let you know when to go out back to take your seats for the ceremony itself." And then Angela, Emily and Renee would begin whisking me away to Jacob's room where I would be getting ready.

Renee was pleased with my choice of brides maid, but she was always nervous around Emily. I wanted to yell at her. Tell her to stop staring at the scars Sam had to live with every day. But how could I explain to her that the man she loved created them. The story everyone else believed was that Emily had been mauled by a bear. Like my cold scar, though, Emily's werewolf marks were forever warm.

Emily looked from Renee to me with patient, understanding eyes. Renee looked away, embarrassed to be caught staring at the beautiful woman's disfigurement.

"Mom. Stop staring," I ordered to my mother.

She looked at me and said, "I was only wondering, what could have created those scars. They have a story behind them."

Emily glanced up at me, as the three of the girls were fixing my trail to my pretty gown. "Your mother is very perceptive, Bella." She whispered in my ear as she stood to make a mock adjustion to the collar of my dress.

I simply nodded.

Renee, on the other hand continued to persist. "Emily, what is it that happened to you, exactly? Don't take this as being rude, I truly would like to know."

Emily sighed, giving up on the silence, "Well, Renee. While my husband Sam and I were taking a hike up by the lakes around here there was a - a large bear. It got to me just before Sam shot him. I don't like to talk about it very much. And please don't stare at the scars, it makes me feel uncomterable."

Renee nodded and said her apologies.

Finally, we were done with ten minutes to spare. Of course, I had to stay in the room until the music began, so Jacob wouldn't see me before the walk down the aisle.

Charlie knocked on the door as I was looking around the room. He announced himself, saying that he just wanted to talk quickly before he had to give his 'little girl' away to Jake.

I smiled. "What is it, Dad?" I asked with interest.

Charlie looked at my sheepishly. "You look beautiful, you know. Like something out of a fairytale. The vulnerable princess that all the bad guys want, but the prince finally gets in the end."

I took a sharp intake of breath. He was exactly correct. All the bad guys did want me. I had that intoxicating scent in my blood that all the vampires, good or bad, were so drawn to. "Thanks, Dad. I'm glad that you like it."

"Bella, you're only going to be my girl for a little under five minutes. I just wanted to tell you, that even though I'm losing you, well, I - I'm glad that Jacob is the young man I'm losing you to. Treat him right, Bella."

I smiled and hugged my father tightly. "Oh, Dad. You know I will. I love him more than life itself. I don't know what i would do without him, and I am so happy that you accept this." Just then the wedding bells started, and I looked at my father.

"Ready?" He asked me quietly.

I smiled grandly. "I'm ready, Dad. Let's go."

We linked arms and waited for our turn to walk down the aisle.

Haha, cliffie. Well, no. Not really. Look, I'm kind of debating whether I should put Edward into the story, with Bella finally rejecting him and choosing Jacob to his face, or if I should just leave him out completely. Give me some input. That's why I didn't finish writing this chapter completely and ended it the way I did. But yeah, tell me what you think in a review, please and thank you.

PS: Longest chapter yet! Celebrate that with loads of reviews and I'll probably even get the rest of the wedding chapter out today. :)