Okay, so here it is. The sequel for A Nerd Story of Love. I don't own any of this. The only thing I do own is the plot to the story and a very cool 'Geekward' mug. I'm planning on keeping the story lighthearted as can be, but there will be angsty moments. I will post warnings in the author's notes at the beginning of the chapters for fair warning.

Thanks for everyone who's faved, reviewed or read my story. I love writing SGB and Nerdella and I'm so happy that you all love them too.

Chapter Four: Here Comes the Bride

BPOV

"Hello?" Esme said as she stood on a podium in her wedding gown. "Hold on. Bella? Marcus needs to speak with you, sweetie."

Alice hopped up and got the phone. She handed it to me and I held the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

"How soon are you to being done, Bella?" Marcus asked sadly. I heard crying in the background.

"I'm not sure. What's wrong?" I asked, my heart stammering.

"You know that letter that Carlisle wrote Edward? Yeah, he read it," Marcus said. I noticed that Esme was in the dressing room and the rest of the girls were gathering their things.

"We're getting ready to head back to the villa now," I said.

"Great," Marcus said. "Edward's really upset, Bella. I've never seen him so sad."

"Thanks, Marcus," I mumbled. "We'll see you soon." I hung up the phone and handed it to Alice. She put it in Esme's bag. Rose and Alice each took one of my hands and heaved me off the couch where I was sitting. We walked out to the car and took our dresses with us. I felt like such a heifer in my Wedgewood blue taffeta dress. Rose and Alice looked beautiful. I looked like the Mediterranean Sea. Esme looked lovely in her dress that hugged her curves. I looked like one of the Himalayas.

Suffice to say, I was having a bad body image day. I loved Kyra, but hated what she did to my small, petite body.

We all piled into Esme's SUV and drove back to the villa. We pulled into the garage as the orange sports car screeched to a halt behind us. Edward got out of the car and ran toward me. His eyes were red from crying and his cheeks were tear stained. He gathered me in his arms and sobbed against my shoulder. I took us to our room and lay down on the bed. Edward clutched at my body as he cried. I never saw him so broken. Apparently what his father wrote was that bad. Or that good.

We stayed on the bed until I had the overwhelming need to pee. Edward helped me up and I went to the bathroom, relieving my filled and abused bladder.

I think that Kyra is using my bladder as a soccer ball.

I washed my hands and came back out of the bathroom. Edward was sitting on the bed, holding several sheets of paper. "This is what he wrote, Bella," he said quietly. I could barely hear him. I brushed his unruly hair away from his face and kissed his cheek. He handed me the letter and put his head on my shoulder while I read it.

I was honestly shocked at what Carlisle had to say. I was also incredibly pissed off. Why he had waited until he had irreparably damaged his relationship with Edward before he made some sort of contact made my blood boil. Why couldn't he have said these things while he was still alive? So he could see Edward's reaction? I bristled and gripped the paper.

"Bella?" Edward asked as he pulled the letter from my hands. "What's wrong, love?"

"I'm just mad at your father."

"Why?"

"Because he should have said these things to your face," I said. "You deserve more than a letter, Edward. Your father should have loved you while he was still here. He should have supported you. Been proud of you. In the present. Not a letter trying to make amends. That just pisses me off."

"I get it," Edward said as he brushed my hair over my shoulder. "I have so many feelings going through me now. I'm happy that my father finally noticed me. Pissed off that he wrote it in a letter. Sad that I didn't get a chance to talk to him about the letter before…"

"Don't you dare feel guilty over what happened to your dad," I said, grasping his cheeks. "You didn't beat the ever-living crap out of him. You didn't do anything wrong."

"I could have said for them to use heroic measures when he coded," Edward mumbled.

"He was brain dead, Edward. He wouldn't have survived. Even if he did, he wouldn't be your dad anymore. He'd be a shadow. A waif of a man," I said. "I know you're torn about the letter but at least now you know that Carlisle loved you. That he was proud of you."

"Why can't I stop feeling like this? Broken up? I'm a fucking mess, Bella," Edward said as tears fell down his cheeks. "I'm in Emowardland right now. Just like Disneyland, but no fun rides."

"Emowardland? What are the headliners, Edward?" I asked, linking my fingers with his.

"Furries with major sex issues," Edward snickered. "I want to talk to him, Bella. I hate that he's gone. That I can't speak with him and understand why the hell he was the way he was."

"Write him back," I suggested. "Respond to his letter."

"Really?"

"I know that he will never see it, but at least you'll get your closure that you need," I said.

"You think that'll work?"

"Doesn't hurt to try."

Edward sighed and pulled me over his lap. I groaned inwardly as I knew I was squishing his legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we sat quietly as he gently massaged my back. "Thank you, Bella," he whispered into my hair.

"I'd do anything for you, angel," I said as I kissed his neck. "But, I feel like I'm too heavy on your lap."

"Bella, you're fine," he said dryly.

"I'm the size of Sicily, Edward. You've got be uncomfortable…" I replied, looking into his gorgeous honey golden eyes. "Fuck, I hope our daughter gets your eyes."

"Um, random," he laughed. "I was thinking that she would get yours. They are the perfect shade of chocolate brown with a touch of green and gold around the pupils."

"You spend too much time staring into my eyes, SGB," I laughed.

"That's because you're so fucking gorgeous," he growled.

I love when he growls…it's so sexy.

Our clothes were in a heap on the floor in 2.8 seconds and we were making love as best as we could with my huge baby, Buddha belly. After our marathon love making session, we collapsed on the bed and slept through to the next morning.

xx TGGTP xx

The next few days went by quickly. Edward and I rehearsed for Esme and Marcus' wedding. I was slightly freaking about performing in front of a crowd. Especially being pregnant and not singing in public for an INSANELY long time. But this was my family. Marcus and Esme wanted it and they would get it.

The night before the wedding, we spent at Aro's estate for the rehearsal dinner. I ate enough to feed a small army. And then some. As we ate dinner, we heard stories about Marcus as a child. He was the youngest in his family and his brothers made sure that he knew it. They were ruthless as children and teenagers. However, they quickly built their bond that we know today and it was so special. Caius, the oldest brother, was the fire of the family. Aro was the visionary. Marcus was the cross between the two and made them see sense. This was why they amassed a multibillion dollar empire.

At the end of the night, the men were staying at Aro's estate while we were heading back to Marcus' villa. Edward was the only man staying with us because I was pregnant. It's not like I was about to have Kyra, but he was nervous that I would experience some sort of discomfort or labor pains or something while he was gone. The guys gave him shit, but let him stay with us. Thankfully.

However, Edward will NEVER live it down. Even Demetri, Alex, Aro and Caius are calling Edward 'Edwina.' As we got in the car, he was cursing them and calling them all fuckers. He also needed to be out of the house by no later than nine. That's when the makeup artists and hair stylists were coming over to attack our bodies and faces with implements of torture. Also known as curling irons and eyeliner.

When the morning came, Alice burst into our bedroom. She whipped the blankets off of us and was greeted by a very naked Edward. We had made love the night previous and he fell asleep before getting dressed. Alice shrieked like a banshee and ran back out of the bedroom. Edward buried his nose in my neck and laughed hysterically.

"Serves you right for BARGING INTO OUR BEDROOM, evil little troll," Edward yelled. "Got a lovely view of my lily white ass."

"You have the best ass, Edward. Nice and firm. Even more so since you started working out with Ricky and Johnny," I said, palming his butt. He flexed his ass muscles and my hand bounced. "Ooh, that's hot, baby. Do it again."

"You are such a nerd, Bella," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Now he finally sees it. You're a geek and I'm a nerd," I snickered.

"Sexiest nerd I've ever seen," he said as he kissed my lips chastely. The door flew open again. Rose was leaning against the frame, her arms crossed over her chest. "May we help you?"

"You're naked, SGB," Rose said calmly.

"So?" he retorted.

"I got the rear view. Nice, by the way," Rose said.

"Thanks."

"Can I get full frontal? Full Monty?"Rose asked walking closer.

"Fuck. No," I snarled. "Get out, Rosalie. Let Edward get up and dressed without a show. He's not a Chippendale dancer."

"If he was more tan, he could do it," Rose laughed. I chucked a pillow at her head and she darted out of the room.

"I apologize for my best friend," I said.

"Eh," he shrugged. "It's a butt."

"It's MY butt," I said, pinching his ass. "Mine. You hear me? Your ass is mine."

"I hope you have more than just my ass," he snickered. "I'd like to think you have my cock, too."

"Yes. Definitely," I said as I kissed his lips. "Go shower, stinky boy. Go get into a hot tuxedo so we can get your mom married."

He hopped out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. He winked at me before slipping through the door. I fell back onto the bed and closed my eyes. I apparently fell back asleep as Edward was caressing my cheeks. He was fully dressed, freshly shaved and looking at me adoringly. With a touch of playfulness. "What?"

"You were making noises that no woman should make, gorgeous," Edward laughed.

"Was I snoring?"

"Oh yeah," he said. Then he imitated me. I smacked his arm and chest as I got out of bed.

"You are an ass, Edward. I do not sound like that," I said as I went to shower. "You sound worse. Remember when you had that sinus infection? Shit! I thought I was sleeping with a freight train."

"I had a legitimate reason for sounding like that. My sinuses were so plugged and I had major issues with my adenoids," he said, raising his brows.

"Excuses, excuses," I said as I waddled to the bathroom.

Edward stopped me before I closed the door. He wrapped his arms around my waist. Or what used to be my waist and kissed my neck. "I love you, gorgeous."

"Since when is a small country gorgeous?" I snickered.

"Bella…" he warned. "Stop putting yourself down, love."

"Sorry. I'm just struggling. I've never weighed this much and it's really weird to not see my feet," I said.

"They're there and your toenails are a pretty red color," Edward said.

"Spa day," I smiled. "You better get going, Edward. I don't want Alice barging in here. Again."

"Right. I'll see you as I escort you down the aisle," he murmured, kissing my temple.

"Love you, Edward," I replied as I kissed his lips. He nibbled on my bottom lip before grabbing his tuxedo and dashing out of the bedroom. I went into the bathroom and took a shower. I dressed in my black yoga pants and a white and pink shirt. I slowly walked to the living room where everyone was getting their makeup done. Rose was sitting in a chair getting her hair curled. Alice was getting her makeup done. Esme was holding a handful of pins for stylist as she got her hair pinned up in an elegant chignon.

"Morning, Bella," Esme said kindly. "I apologize for my daughter this morning. She told me about her barging into your room. Getting an eyeful of her brother."

"I've seen more of my brother naked this past year than I have in my entire life," Alice shuddered.

"It's called knocking, Alice," I said. "We don't bother you and Jasper. We give you your privacy. Please remember boundaries. You too, Rosalie."

"SGB has a fine ass," Rose winked.

"SGB?" Esme asked.

"Sexy Geek Boy," Rose and I replied. "Your son is the sexiest geek I've ever seen. So he earned the nickname of Sexy Geek Boy," Rose further explained.

"And this is a good thing?" Esme laughed.

"Oh yeah," I smiled. Then my cheeks flushed a bright pink. This is Edward's MOTHER we're talking to. That is just wrong. She does not need to know Edward's sexual prowess in the bedroom. Though he is fucking awesome. I hid behind my hands and I walked to an empty chair. As I sat down, a stylist attacked my head with a curling iron. Giovanna brought me some breakfast along with a cup of tea.

We sat and talked about wedding. I could tell that Esme was absolutely giddy about the prospect of being Marcus' wife. She was glowing and smiling as we were getting ready. I was so happy for her. She had been dealt enough drama in her life. She deserved this.

We got dressed into our Wedgewood blue dresses. Mine was very tight. Apparently I had gained more weight in the two days since we picked it up. Alice had to add some gussets to the back to allow for my ever-expanding belly. I started sobbing when Rose couldn't zip it up. Esme hugged me as Alice worked on me, adjusting my dress. I tried to pull it together. I didn't want to ruin Esme's dress with my tears and mascara stained face. The makeup artists reapplied my makeup after my mini-breakdown. I took a few calming breaths.

We headed outside to take pictures with the photographer. A half hour or so later, we loaded up into the car and drove to the church near Aro's estate. In the back of the Rolls Royce Phantom limo, we toasted Esme and Marcus with champagne. I had sparkling grape juice. We arrived at the church and took some pictures in the bride's room in beautiful Italian cathedral.

Even though Esme and Marcus were getting married in the church, they were not having a full mass. The priest refused to do so because Esme was divorced and didn't get it annulled. Marcus tried to fight it, but the priest relented in letting them get married in the church when he could have turned them away. So, they were having two readings, vows, unity candle and the kiss. Edward and I were performing during the unity candle portion of the ceremony.

We waited a few moments until a short Italian man came into the room. He spoke to Esme, quickly in Italian, saying that we were ready for the ceremony. She thanked him and we lined up. Rose was going to be escorted down the aisle by both Jasper and Alex. Demetri was walking Alice down the aisle and Edward was with me. In an unusual turn of events, Marcus was going to escort his own bride down the aisle. His reasoning was that they were already married and they wanted to be together.

We waited outside of the sanctuary until we heard the music for us to walk into the church. The quiet strains of Reminiscent Joy came through the doors and they were pushed open. Rose linked arms with Jasper and Alex. They walked down the aisle and once they were halfway, Alice and Demetri began their procession. Edward linked his arm with me and kissed my temple.

"You look beautiful, my Bella," he murmured against my skin

I'm fucking huge. "Thanks, angel," I smiled tightly. "You look incredibly handsome, too."

"Eh," he shrugged. "No one is going to be looking at me. All eyes will be on Mom. Or you. You both are tied for the most beautiful women in the room."

I blushed and we started walking down the aisle. Once we got halfway, the doors closed and the music changed to Canon in D. The people in the pews stood up and we turned to the entrance of the church. The doors opened. Marcus and Esme strode down the aisle like royalty. They were smiling and happy. Very much in love. They reached the front of the church and stood proudly in front of the priest. He began the service.

In Italian.

I had no idea what he was saying. I knew that Demetri, Marcus and Edward could speak the language fluently. I also assumed that Esme was comfortable with Italian as she visited here frequently with her fiancé. Edward must have noticed that I panicked slightly. He mouthed for me to smile and relax. I smiled, but didn't relax. I would feel so much better once our song was done.

Aro and Caius did the readings for the service. Again, in Italian. I shifted uncomfortably in the heels that Alice made me wear for the service. I could feel the straps digging into my ankles and feet. I was also feeling pretty light headed. I willed myself to stay vertical until after the service. I begged and pleaded with God and my body.

Marcus and Esme recited their vows and exchanged rings. It was simple and sweet. Alice hissed in my ear what they were saying because they were speaking in Italian. I really need to take this language. I think I might invest in Rosetta Stone software when I get home. When they were done with the vows, the priest nodded to Edward. He offered me his hand and we went to the piano situated on the side of the altar.

"Are you okay, Bella?" he whispered as we moved. "You look really pale and you're clammy."

"I'm really dizzy, Edward," I murmured back. "Let's get through this and I probably just need to eat."

Edward furrowed his brow as he sat down at the piano. I stood in the crook of the piano and he began the introduction to the Ave Marie by Franz Schubert. I gripped on the edge of the grand piano and began singing, my voice ringing through the sanctuary. Edward teased me the few times we practiced that it sounded like a choir of angels. I just rolled my eyes at his cheesiness. I had a pretty voice. But not a choir of angels. Jeezle petes…

We finished the song. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and helped me back to my spot next to Alice. Even she looked worried as I stood next to her. The priest finished the service. Marcus and Esme kissed enthusiastically and made a quick exit out of the church. Edward held me and we walked out the back of the church. We got into the vestibule and Edward tightened his hold on me. My vision was getting blurry and I was not feeling right. At all…

"Bella?" Edward asked. His voice sounded cloudy. I blinked a few times. However, my eyelids were feeling heavier. I slumped against my husband and he caught me before I fell to the floor.

xx TGGTP xx

"Why won't she open her eyes?" I heard Edward's frantic voice. "Baby, please. I need to see your eyes."

I groaned and moved slightly. Edward let out a sigh and I felt his lips against my forehead. "Edward?" I croaked. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that I was in a hospital with some contraption attached to my belly. "What's wrong? Is Kyra alright?"

"Kyra's fine," Edward said as his eyes filled with tears. "Your blood pressure spiked dangerously high and you passed out. Aro's daughter, Francesca, is a doctor. She said that you have something called preeclampsia."

"What's that?"

"Pretty much your blood pressure gets too high and it's bad for the baby and for you," Edward said. "You were so pale and so…Bella, I can't lose you. I was never so frightened."

"Your mom's wedding! Shit," I said as I began fussing with my leads.

"Relax, gorgeous. Please," he begged. "You need to remain calm or you'll pass out again."

I blew out a breath and nodded. "Tell me what happened. Everything."

"You passed out as soon as we were over the threshold of the church. Demetri got Francesca who called an ambulance. We both rode with you to the hospital and you were admitted."

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"Nearly a day," Edward said. That's when I noticed he was wearing a pair of jeans and t-shirt. His face was slightly scruffy and his eyes were drawn. "You're on bed rest for the remainder of your pregnancy."

"When can we go home?" I asked.

"After Kyra is born," he replied. "Francesca does not advise you flying. We're stuck in Tuscany until you have the baby."

"But what about my job? What about the house? What about…" I wailed. "I want to sleep in my own bed."

"Bella, we can't leave. Flying is not safe for you and the baby," Edward said as he sat down on the hospital bed, caressing my cheeks. "I've already spoken with Tia and you're on maternity leave effective immediately. Jasper is flying back to Chicago and going to Fed Ex what I need to work remotely here in Italy. After our baby is born then we can go home."

"But…"

"No buts," Edward said firmly. "Also, it'll separate us from the threat of Emmett. Ricky is flying back with Jasper and he's going to guard the house with Johnny. Marcus has arranged for us to get extra security here in Italy but doesn't feel like we will need it. But he's got it for us. A huge beefy man named Tiny."

"Tiny?"

"Yeah. He said that he was really scrawny and tiny up until he turned twenty. Now, he's over six and half feet tall and weighs nearly 300 pounds. He's not tiny anymore. But the name stuck," Edward chuckled. "I'm sorry, love. I knew we shouldn't have come."

"Edward, don't," I said, lacing my fingers with his. "I'll be fine. Kyra will be fine. We all be fine. I'm just a bit thrown but we'll make it. Just be patient with me."

"I will, love. I'm so happy you're awake," he said. "I was so worried. I love you, baby."

"I love you, Edward," I replied. Kyra jabbed my ribs. "So does Kyra."

He leaned down and kissed my belly. "Love you, Squirt. Be nice to your mommy."

At least I'm on bed rest in Italy…

A/N: And so she's on bed rest…I will probably fast track through to Kyra's birth. I don't know much about preeclampsia except that it has to do with high blood pressure and is really bad for mom and baby. So, up next will be leading up to the birth of Kyra. Leave me some!