A/N: Happy Thanksgiving for everyone that lives in America! I wanted to update this on Thanksgiving since all the Americans are going to be bloated and kind of just like "bleh" right now. Besides, I needed to update. Happy Thursday for everyone that doesn't live in America. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

"I never married because I have three pets at home that answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog that growls every morning, a parrot that swears all afternoon and a cat that comes home late at night."
-Marie Corelli

I Wish I Could Remember My Wedding

Jake was still asleep next to Edward- who didn't seem to mind. He kept on pressing two of his fingers to Jake's neck and frowning at him as he mumbled something under his breath. I couldn't understand what he was saying, it was all gibberish, but what I was certain that Emmett had something to do with it.

"I think this is the first time he's ever slept through the night." I whispered to Edward, who was holding onto Jake's stomach with a hard look on his face. "I kind of like it."

Edward looked at me. I expected him to smile but he still had that same hard look on his face. "What did you say?" He asked, his voice had a desperate undertone.

"Jake. This is the first time he's ever slept through the night. He usually wakes up and walks around. I think he has insomnia." I explained. "Why are you so jumpy?" I touched his shoulder.

He sighed and shook his head. "I just had a long day at the hospital yesterday." He removed his hand from Jake's stomach and started to rub my shoulder. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't bring that home with me." He pressed his lips to my forehead. I think there was more to it but I didn't want to pry.

"What time do you have to go to work today?" Edward asked, resting his head on my pillow, his forehead pressed against mine.

"I don't." I admitted, not looking at him. I bit my lip. "I have a question…"

Edward let out a low "hm." His breathe smelled like breath mints.

"Do you mind going to a wedding with me? A friend of mine is getting married and I'm kind of the maid of honor. I don't have a date for it and I was wondering if you would go with me. You don't have to if you don't want to! I don't want to make you feel awkward but it would mean a lot-"

Edward pressed his lips against mine. Before I could react they were gone and he was smiling at me. "I would love to go to the wedding, Bella." He kissed me again, this time giving me enough time to react.

It felt like I hadn't kissed Edward In months. He was such an amazing kisser. His lips molded into mine and his hands grabbed onto my shoulders so he could push me closer to him. I liked it when he just kissed me and didn't ask. It made me feel, I don't know, it just gave me that warm feeling in my stomach.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and turned my head to the side. Edward turned his head to the other side. His mouth opened and he let his tongue graze my bottom lip.

I wanted to follow this action but I was pretty sure my breath smelt bad. I wasn't smart enough to slip breath mints into my mouth before I start to make out.

I forced myself to pull away from him. "What about your job?" I asked. A little dazed by his kissing.

"I'll get Emmett to cover for me."

I frowned. "You missed a lot of work this week." I didn't realize how much I sounded like my mom until after I finished my sentence. I really hope I wasn't starting to turn into one of those over bearing wives that try to control their husband's lives.

Edward shrugged. "I'm the adoptive son of the chief of medicine. They can't fire me. Besides, this is a special case." He started to rub my arms. He didn't make me feel any better. Adoptive son or not, he was still missing a lot of work because of me.

"When's the wedding?" He asked.

"Noon. I have to get there around ten-thirty though."

"Well then we better get going." Edward shot a glance towards Jacob and then looked back at me. "I don't want to wake him up, do you mind…"

I rolled my eyes before I pushed myself off the bed. Edward rolled onto my side and right when he was about to get up, he grabbed Jake and carried him off the bed with him. I stared in shock as Edward carried my eighty pound dog out of his room and into the hallway without a word of explanation to me.

"I liked it better when they hated each other." I growled to myself.

--

I had a hard time putting Jake's tuxedo on him. He kept on closing his eyes and falling asleep on me. I had never seen him so tired before it. It was weird. I started to rub his ears and scratch his back to try and wake him up but he continued to close his eyes and let his head drop to the side.

"Jake." I started to scratch his back a little harder. "Wake up. You're acting like a narcoleptic."

"He's just sleepy Bella. I'm sure he had a long day yesterday."

Jake's head snapped up. His lips curled over his gums and he started to growl, his head dropping to the floor. His eyes narrowed in on his target. His growling started to get louder.

I turned around and gasped.

I don't know where Edward was able to find a tuxedo in such a short period of time but when he came out of his room, he was dressed for success in a black tuxedo with a white button up shirt underneath. It looked really nice on him. If I hadn't caught myself sooner, I'm pretty sure I would be drooling on my shirt.

"How do I look?" He asked over Jake's growling.

"Wow." I smiled at him, getting off my knees so I could walk to him. "You look, well, hot."

Edward grinned. "I'm glad you approve." He started to fix the sleeves of his jacket.

"You look amazing." I closed the distance between us and wrapped my arms around him. He leaned down and kissed my head, his arms wrapping around my back. I rested my head on this jacket; it felt soft, not like a normal tuxedo jacket.

Jake started to bark at us.

I turned around and frowned at him. He looked like he was about to attack Edward. His head was still to the floor and his growling was getting deeper.

I turned back towards Edward. His eyes were narrowing in on Jake. He didn't look to please to see Jake awake. I bit my lip and turned my head to the side. Just a few hours ago, you couldn't keep the two apart and now they're at odds end.

"Bella," Edward broke me out of my thoughts. "We have to get going if we want to make it to the wedding on time."

I nodded once, removing my arms away from his waist so I could walk to the kitchen and get the few items that I was smart enough to pack into my box filled with clothes. A lavender purse, a lavender leash and collar, and lavender high heels were sitting on the table. I grabbed them and was about to follow Edward out the door when I noticed a prescription bottle on the counter top. I frowned.

My heart was pounding and I felt anxious. Had Charlie come by here? If he had, how the hell did he know where Edward lived? I grabbed the bottle and read who it was prescribed to. It had Edward Cullen printed on it. A wave of relief hit me. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"Coming Bella?" Edward asked from the front door.

"Yeah." I yelled at him, dropping the bottle back on the counter top. "Just let me get Jake."

I ran back to Jake. The tuxedo was over his paws but it was bunched up near his neck. I smoothed out the fabric and wrapped the collar around his neck.

"Are we dropping Jake off at someone's house?" Edward asked.

I looked up at him. "No." I shook my head. "He's coming with us."

I wrapped my hand around the leash and got to my feet. Edward was staring at Jake. He didn't seem too fond of the idea that Jake was coming with us.

"He's not coming with us." Edward told me. "I'm sorry but he's not coming with us. There is no way that I'm letting him in my car."

--

"If he leaves any dog hair on my seat…" Edward didn't finish his threat.

I was sitting in the back seat with Jake's leash still wrapped around my hand. The window was down and I was afraid that if I let it go, he might jump out. Jake liked to feel the wind against his face and he also got motion sickness if he sat in the backseat, which is the only reason that Edward let Jake sit in the front seat of his Aston Martin V12 Vanquish.

"How did you get your car back? When did you get your car back?" I asked Edward, impressed by the leather interior.

"Emmett hotwired it for me." Edward explained. "I told him to pick it up when I told him about our wedding. He offered to pick up your car but we didn't know which one it was…"

"Don't worry about it." I shook my head. "My truck is in the shop, anyways. I got a ride from a friend to the bar."

"What's wrong with it?" Edward asked, turning around so he could back out of his parking spot. Jake already had his head out of the window, his tongue hanging out.

"It's just old. I'm getting it tuned up, that's all." I smiled at him. "We can't all have Aston Martin V12 Vanquish."

"You speak car?" He sounded excited.

I shook my head. "No, Alice told me about it."

"Yeah, it was either this or a free ride through college. I chose the car."

"Why?" I frowned. I would've chosen the free ride through college in a heartbeat.

Edward stopped the car and turned his full attention towards me. "It's a vanquish." He said it like it was the most obvious thing ever. I was waiting for him to say "duh." He didn't. I never got the attraction that men have to cars, as long as it got me from point A to point B, I was fine.

"Where am I going?" Edward asked, exiting out of the apartment complex.

"By any chance do you know where St. Michaels is?" I asked.

He nodded.

"You're going there."

"Are you sure that Jake won't burst into flames?" He asked, shooting a glance at Jake.

It took me a second to understand that he made a joke. I punched the back of his chair, which made him laugh. I thought about calling him out about the fact that he and Jake were supposed to be friends now but I didn't want to hurt his feelings. It got to suck to have a dog- that loves everyone, hate you.

--

Charlie was standing outside of the church with Jessica's mother. Edward didn't even park the car before Jake jumped out the window to go stand next to greet Charlie. The leash slipped out of my hands before I could even understand what was going on.

"You didn't tell me your dad was going to be here." Edward put the car in park and started to roll up the windows.

"Yeah," I could feel my stomach tighten, "I hope you don't mind."

Edward turned around shook his head. "Actually, I'm kind of grateful. I'll have someone to talk to and I can get to know your dad a little more."

I didn't get Edward. If I was in shoes, I would be terrified to speak to my dad, especially, since he's chief of police and owns a gun.

Edward got out of his car and opened the door for me before I could even get the seatbelt off. "Ready?" He asked, holding out his hand.

"No."I answered honestly, grabbing his hand.

He laughed. "It could be worse."

"What could be worse than this?" I growled.

"It could be our wedding."

I didn't know what to say to that. I didn't know if he was joking or if he honestly thought that it would be worse for him and I to get married…again. Ah! This relationship is too damn confusing.

"Hello Chief Swan." He greeted Charlie.

Charlie turned away from Jake to look at Edward. He pulled his head back in shock. "Huh, hey…"

"Edward." I hissed at Charlie under my breath. I shouldn't be angry at him, considering that I didn't know what his name was when I first met him and I was his wife.

"Edward." Charlie finished. "What are you doing here?"

Pleased don't make a wedding joke. Please don't make a wedding joke. I thought anxiously to myself.

"Bella invited me." Edward answered. "She wanted me to be her date."

I let out a sigh of relief. I wanted to hug him right now. "Yeah dad." I smiled at him, hoping that it made him feel a little less awkward. "I thought it was a great chance for you and Edward to get to know each other and the invitation did say that we could bring a date." I shot a glance to Jessica's mom.

"Yes it did." She held out her hand towards Edward. "Hi, I'm Mrs, soon to be Ms, Melissa Stanley. And you are?"

"Edward. Edward Cullen." Edward grabbed her hand. "Congratulations. You must be excited to hear that your daughter is getting married."

I couldn't stop myself from looking at Charlie. He was petting Jake but his eyes were on Edward. He tensed at the word marriage and I was pretty sure if he could growl, he would be growling right now.

I sighed in defeat. The two most important men of my life hated my husband.

"If you don't mind me asking but how do you know Bella?" Mrs. Stanley asked.

My head shot up. I looked at Edward. His face didn't even falter. I glanced back at Charlie. He was staring at Edward too, his eyes narrowed. His gripped tighten on Jacob as he waited for Edward to respond to the question.

"We're in a long term relationship."

I let out a sigh of relief. Edward did listen. And it wasn't like he was lying; we were in a long term relationship. It just happened to be one of those long term relationships that have us bound together by marriage.

"Do I hear wedding bells in your future?" Ms. Stanley sounded excited.

The tension returned in my body. What is it with people and marriage?

"That really depends on Bella?" Edward shot a glance towards me before wrapping his arm around my waist; this earned a low growl from both Charlie and Jake.

"Bella!" Angela, my savior, yelled at me as she ran towards us. "Bella, thank goodness you're here. Jessica is having a nervous breakdown, we have to get you in your dress, and Mike is still puking from the bachelor party last night."

I turned towards Edward. "I'm sorry. I have to go. I'll see you at the wedding." I got to my tippy toes and kissed his cheek.

Edward turned his head to the side and caught my lips. It wasn't as passionate as this morning but it was still a nice kiss.

"See you at the wedding." He smiled when I pulled away.

I bit my lip. "Okay." I nodded, blushing.

"See you at the wedding, Bells." Charlie nodded at me before turning to Edward.

"Be nice." I growled at him. "You two, Jake."

Jake shot a glance at Edward before smiling.

"I mean it." I hissed.

Angela wrapped her arm into mine and pulled me with her to the church. "So you have a new boyfriend?" She asked softly next to me.

I nodded, blushing.

"He's cute. I'm happy for you two."

That's something I've always loved about Angela, she never asks too many questions, except when it was necessary.

--

Mike's best man, Tyler, had sobered up Mike. Jessica had calmed down when Mrs. Stanley told her that her mascara was running. Angela helped me into my dress. Lauren, a friend of Jessica, helped me with my hair and makeup. I put on my shoes. And Mrs. Stanley taught me how to hold my bouquet without straining my fingers to the point that they came off.

We were all ready for the wedding, especially Jessica, who was now in a rant about how excited she was for her wedding night. Every time she talked about her honeymoon, I had to bite my lip so I wouldn't start laughing. It made me think about my wedding night, well not really the actual wedding night but the morning after my wedding night. I still didn't remember my wedding night. I started to think about waking up in bed next to Edward and how Emmett nearly broke down the door. It was hard to believe that only a few days has passed by since we first met.

"I can't wait to go to Hawaii." Jessica continued to brag as Angela added more mascara to her eyes. "It's going to be beautiful there. Do you think that you and Ben will ever get married, Angela?"

"Maybe." Angela smiled at her. "What I want to know about is Bella and her new boyfriend." She closed the lid on the mascara and looked at me.

Jessica turned around so she could look at me. Her eyes were wide. "You have a boyfriend?" She nearly screamed.

I blushed.

"Is it the guy from the bar the other night? I bet it is! It is isn't it?"

I didn't say anything. I was too occupied with blushing. I kind of wished that Angela hadn't said anything but I guess Jessica would have found out sooner than later.

I nodded. "His name is Edward."

"Oh my gosh, Bella! This is amazing!" Jessica got off her chair. Her long dress fell to the ground and I wondered if she would be able to walk down the aisle in that thing. I told her that she needed a shorter dress, or at least something with less lace but she didn't listen to me.

"Do you think that you two are going to get married?" She asked.

"Jessica, don't you think that's its kind of early to ask Bella a question like that? They just met." Angela defended me.

My blush deepened. It was too early to think about marriage. I let out a sigh and my stomach started to get butterflies. It was so much easier to live in my fantasy when it was just me and Edward but being around my friends and family, I'm starting to realize just how big of a mistake I had made.

"Jessica," her mother called out to her, "its time."

Jessica smiled at me and Angela. "It's time." She squealed the words that her mother said.

Angela nodded and smiled. I tried to the do the same but I didn't think my smile was that convincing. I was too wrapped up in my thoughts of Edward and Charlie, together, talking. I had never been so nervous before in my whole entire life.

The wedding was short. Jessica and Mike said their vows, the preacher gave his blessing, Jessica's little brother gave them their rings, they put the rings on each other, and then kissed. I didn't pay much attention though. My eyes kept on looking at Edward, who was sitting in the third row, second chair from the end between Jake and Charlie.

He was smiling at me, which made me feel a little happy. There were no obvious bruises on his face and he wasn't bleeding to death. Charlie was even smiling but I wasn't sure if that was just because of the wedding or because every time Edward moved Jake would snap at him.

I found Edward after the photographer was finished taking the pictures of us. He was outside, where the reception was being held, holding two wine glasses.

"Don't worry." He smiled. "It's only grape juice." He handed me a glass.

I sighed in relief. "I hope the wedding wasn't too boring for you." I took a sip of the purple liquid. It was grape juice.

"No, not really." He wrapped his arm around my waist. "Though, I did find something a little odd."

I frowned over the glass. The wedding seemed perfectly ordinary to me.

"The maid of honor was much prettier than the bride."

I blushed and looked away from him. All the doubt or fear about Edward and I vanished and happiness, hope, and all this warm stuff took it's spot. I didn't feel awkward around him. I didn't feel doubt. I felt loved. I felt wanted. I felt like I would want to spend the rest of my life with him. And I hope I do.

"So what did you and my dad talk about?" I asked, the anxiety returning. I looked around the field for my dad and Jake. They were talking to Jessica's parents.

"He asked a lot of questions, mostly about me. He wanted to know about our wedding night, about my past relationships, whether or not you were still a virgin."

My eyes got wide.

"I told him you were and that we had agreed to get to know each other before we decided to do anything."

I let out a sigh.

"He told me a little about you."

"Like what?" I asked getting anxious again.

"Oh nothing much. He told me that you like to read. You ranked number three in your class. Oh and you have cancer."

End Chapter.

A/N: That is what I was foreshadowing. I can go back and point out every little detail that led up to that. I have a thing for romance movies, you know like A Walk to Remember. I love movies like that, it's my guilty pleasure. lol. I'll try to make this okay and not overused or too cheesy. Also! The title of the story, Till Death Do Us Part, think about it for a minute.

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Daddy's Little Cannibal

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