Well, this is the very last chapter to this story, finally =D

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I had to say; Alice was a pain. But man she could decorate a room. The entire room was dripping with garlands of white blossoms, tied with red ribbon that entwined around them. There were hundreds of vases filling every available space, each one containing huge bouquets of red roses. The chairs were all draped with a dark red satin, and red and white ribbon wound around the banister of the staircase. The floor space between the two groups of chairs that formed the aisle was covered with red rose petals. Jake and I waited beneath an arch that was heavily decorated with a tasteful mix of red roses and white blossoms. I'd expected to feel slightly anxious, and I'd expected Jake to be shaking with nerves. Instead we both basked in an unnatural cloak of peace, a feeling which I felt sure was courtesy of Jasper. Rosalie began to play the grand piano. A wonderful, delicate sound flooded the room, as her fingers danced across the black and white keys. On cue, Alice, followed by Bella, began a slow and graceful descent down the staircase. Both looked beautiful in knee length dresses that matched the colour of the rose petals. They each held in their hands a small bouquet of white roses. Once they'd made their way down the aisle they took their place on the other side of Jake to me. Rosalie then subtly changed the music to the wedding march, and Nessie appeared at the top of the staircase, her arm linked through Edward's. She was beyond describable. The top of her white dress was strapless, embroidered along the top with red flowers made up of tiny beads. The skirt flowed out and brushed along the floor, the red flower pattern decorating the bottom of it. Her long, bronze-coloured ringlets had been swept into a soft crown on top of her head. Her tiara perched on top, sparkling in the pale light of the room, outshone by only the excited glitter of her wide, brown eyes. She grasped in her hands a bouquet of red roses, much bigger than Bella and Alice's. I glanced at Jake. His countenance expressed an ecstasy most people could only dream of. Edward and Nessie reached the end of the aisle, and in the traditional manner, Edward passed Nessie over to Jake, giving her a swift peck on the cheek. Nessie and Jake gazed at each other softly before turning to face the minister. The piano music ceased. The minister began. He opened with the traditional stuff; We are gathered here to day to join in holy matrimony etcetera etcetera. I was asked to present the rings, which I passed to Jake very professionally. He and Nessie slipped the rings onto each other's fingers.

"And now, Renesmee and Jacob have written some vows of their own," he announced. Alice stepped forward and handed Nessie some cards, on which her speech was written down.

"Jake," she began, with a fond smile. "I've known you a long time, almost my whole life." This was clearly for the benefit of Jake's sisters, who would have been confused if Nessie had claimed to have known Jacob since birth. "And in that time, you've been everything I could have ever asked for. My friend, my protector and my soul mate. I couldn't imagine spending my life with anyone but you. The way you make me feel each and every day, makes me feel like the luckiest person that's ever lived. I know nothing will ever keep us apart, and I can't wait to spend the rest of forever in your arms." I noticed a few people dabbing their faces with tissues. Jake smiled and drew his speech from his pocket. He paused and looked down at it, then shoved it back in his pocket. Nessie looked at him confused. He took her hands gently in his, and stared deep into the depths of her eyes, talking to her, and only her.

"Ness, I've always known I loved you, but today made me realise just how much I really do. Trying to picture life without you, is like picturing superman without the cape, no, like trying to picture the world without sun. Because without the sun, there would be no world. Or if there was, it would be completely useless. I love you so much. I couldn't bear to be without you, even for a second. You're my sunshine, breathing life and magic into my world. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I've never been more sure of anything. I love you." Nessie stared at him for a moment, then threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with an intense passion.

"You may...er... kiss the bride," the minister stated awkwardly. The room broke out into enthusiastic applause, while Nessie and Jake continued locking lips. I nudged Jake gently but firmly, and he pulled his face away unwillingly from his new bride's. Together they faced the crowd, their smiles rivalled only by each other's. Then people began to swarm around. I managed to grab hold of Jake's hand and shake it enthusiastically. I then pulled Nessie, tear streaked face and all, into a huge hug. All in all it was a great beginning to their happily ever after.

Throughout Edward's speech, the beads of sweat on my forehead increased in number. They were beads of anxiety. The reason for my anxiety was that my speech was not in my pocket. I knew exactly where it was; on the bedside table of my mother's guest room. I could hardly concentrate on Edward's words. I was too busy scanning my memory banks, desperately trying to piece together my speech from what I had memorised. That wasn't a lot. Edward completed his speech, and everyone applauded, then raised their glasses and yelled "cheers!" I felt a tug on my arm. Looking down, I got a shock as I saw Lucianne crouched down next to where I sat.

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"I thought you'd need this," she replied, handing me a piece of paper. My speech.

"How did you-"

"Please, you think I trusted you to remember it? I was shocked you managed to get yourself dressed," she laughed. I decided not to mention my mother, then Jake, had done the bow tie for me.

"Thanks," I muttered sincerely.

"Any time." Then she was gone. A general chatter had broken out amongst the guests.

"Your turn man," Jake muttered to me, with a taunting grin. I smiled back nervously. I rose to my feet and tapped my champagne glass with my knife. A hush fell over everyone. I cleared my throat and hoped for the best.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen. As you may know, I'm the best man. I'd like to start by saying that it takes a strong and intelligent man to realize his dreams and achieve his goals in life and, more importantly, love. A man that is not afraid to live life to its fullest and embrace what is truly important. But enough about me... I'm here to talk about Jacob and Renesmee." A light hearted laugh spread across the crowd. "In all seriousness though, I am incredibly happy for these newly weds. Being a good friend to both of them, I've shared in their laughs, their tears, and their downright madness. I can safely say I can think of no two people, more deserving of each other, than this wonderful couple sat beside me ladies and gentlemen. They're each other's lives, and each other's worlds. Nessie and Jake are meant to be. the love they share is more powerful than regular love, more magical. Not many people will ever have the opportunity of feeling how they feel about each other. People spend their whole lives searching for that level of commitment and dedication. I would wish these two luck for the future, but I can't think of anyone right now who would need it less, so I'll save it all for myself whilst dancing with all the lovely single ladies tonight. Nessie and Jake deserve every bit of joy they get, so I ask you to raise your glasses, and join me in expressing my confidence that they will be revelling in a happily ever after from this moment on." Everyone raised their glasses again, and once more shouted "cheers!" I finally exhaled; feeling light headed, and dropped into my seat.

"Thanks man," Jake grinned.

"Meant every word," I grinned back. We both shut up instantly as the food was served.

Just like the house, the garden was decorated beautifully too. There were thousands of roses and blossoms out here too. Just like Bella's wedding, they formed a sweet-smelling tent over the whole garden, including the dance floor set up on the grass. It was a surprisingly warm day for Forks, even though the trees filtered out the afternoon sun. I hadn't seen Nessie and Jake for a while, as they'd been enveloped by a crowd of people wishing to give them a proper congratulations. I scanned the garden and saw the table Lucianne had been sharing with the Denali clan was deserted, except for Lucianne, busy pulling the petals off a rose.

"Hey," I greeted her, taking a seat.

"Hello," she replied, looking up from the rose.

"Thanks for the speech. You saved my butt. Again." I grinned. "Any way I could repay you?" She considered it for a moment.

"Save me a dance?" She asked.

"Sure," I nodded. We then got up to got watch all the traditional wedding events take place. Nessie and Jake cutting into a pretty spectacular looking cake, then shoving it into each other's faces. Nessie wrinkled her nose at this, as though Jake had fed her poison. Nessie threw her rose bouquet into a small crowd of women, which was snatched up by Lucianne. I judged from the triumphant smile on her face that she caught it simply to enjoy victory rather than anything else. Then the bride and groom shared their first official dance on the dancefloor. I had to admit, I was impressed by Jake's grace, as he span professionally with Nessie held close to him. Then came the father daughter dance. Then slowly everyone began to swarm onto the dance floor, as the music became more upbeat. I strolled around and talked with a couple of people. Mom and Charlie, then Billie, then Paul, who'd come with Jake's sister. Sam and Emily were there too, Emily nursing her second pregnancy bump, while Sam whirled their daughter round the dance floor. Many of the other wolves had turned up too. I watched them all, enjoying the company of the partners they'd gained over the years. And I wondered if I'd been right to give up my Quilleute life in favour of the adventure promised by being a part of the Cullen family. Because I definitely considered them all family now, as they did me. But I still couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness, that on Lucianne's advice, I'd been trying to kid myself was a peaceful solidarity.

"Hello Seth." a jolt of surprise surged through me at the sound of the familiar voice.

"Ellie?" I gawked. She stood behind me shyly, looking beyond amazing in a long, shimmery blue gown. I saw Jake looking at me from the dance floor, grinning and mouthing "You're welcome." I guessed he'd taken it upon himself to invite her.

"How've you been?" She asked softly, watching my face cautiously. We both seemed to be waiting for all the anger I'd been feeling towards her to come bubbling up to the surface. It never came.

"I've been good," I replied, in the same soft tone. We both stood awkwardly for a few minutes, our heads bobbing as we watched everyone around us enjoy the lovey-dovey atmosphere.

"So... do you... want to dance?" She asked uncertainly.

"Sure," I shrugged. We found a spot on the crowded dance floor and began to revolve in a circle, our fingers threaded together as we held hands loosely.

"So what made you come here?" I asked curiously.

"Jacob invited. He said you wanted me here," she explained, almost hopefully.

"Guess he knows me better than I know me," I grinned.

"So... you do want me here?" She asked.

"Yeah. Yeah I guess I do," I realised.

"Oh thank god," she smiled. "Seth, I have to tell you. I haven't stopped thinking about you. I mean at first, yeah... maybe I was using you. And that was a terrible thing to do. But then I realised how much I really like you. There was nothing fake about that kiss."

"Really?" I asked.

"No. I just feel like we're so connected. These past few weeks I feel like we've gotten so close, and I really think we could make this, us, something amazing." And once again we were leaning in to kiss, this time both sober, this time both a hundred percent sure.

Except that I wasn't a hundred percent sure. The words that had come from Ellie's mouth were perfect, I couldn't have put it better myself. But they were coming from the wrong mouth. And as our lips touched, I knew this couldn't be something amazing. Because we weren't connected. I barely knew this girl. And I couldn't see her in my future. I pulled away regretfully.

"I'm sorry Ellie, I can't do this."

"Why?" She asked, shocked and hurt.

"Look, you're a really smart, funny, amazingly pretty girl. And I know one day you'll find a guy who's perfect for you. But I don't think I'm that guy. I'm really sorry." She stared at me, lost for words.

"Well, if that's the way you feel," she shrugged, her voice cracking.

"Ellie-" But she turned and disappeared into the crowd. I didn't go after her. The only thing I'd be able to say to cheer her up was exactly the thing I couldn't say.

"You look weird," Lucianne commented, suddenly by my side.

"How so?" I asked.

"Mmm... I can't place it.. I'm not so good with human emotion. Erm... sad? Regretful?"

"Regretful," I admitted.

"Because you had to turn down that girl?"

"How do you know that?" I asked

"Vampire hearing." She shrugged.

"Of course."

"You've kind of been looking like that for a while now though." She commented.

"Yeah I know. I've also kind of been wondering if I made the right choice in deciding to travel with the Cullens."

"Have you ever heard of the poem The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost?"

"Can't say I have."

"The end goes something like... "I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence: two roads diverged in a wood and I – I took the one less travelled by, And that has made all the difference."

"What?" I asked.

"Basically, he had to choose between two paths, he couldn't take both. So he took the one he thought looked better, even though both roads looked equally as good. And even though he sometimes regrets that he couldn't take the other road, he's still glad he took the road he chose. Because it's made all the difference in his life. I think it would translate nowadays as: quit being a baby and make do with what you've chosen."

"This Robert Frost sounds like a wise man," I nodded.

"He most certainly was." She agreed. "Anyway, you promised me a dance."

"So I did." I looked at the dancefloor, which was packed with dancing couples. She dragged me to a far corner of the garden, that was private and devoid of tables. It was beneath a couple of trees, the branches strewn with more garlands. We could still hear the music from our secluded spot, but it wasn't as loud and obtrusive as it had been whilst next to the dance floor. A new song struck up, slow and melodic.

"M'lady," I said, offering my hand.

"Good sir," she laughed, curtsying and taking my hand. I pulled her gently closer, placing my hand softly on her waist. It was a lot less awkward than with Ellie. She rested her marble hand on my shoulder, and we began to sway in time with the music.

"Ah, dancing is so simple nowadays," she smiled. "I remember a time when you were a failure at life if you couldn't do a proper waltz."

"Sure, sure, grandma," I grinned.

"Great, great, great grandma," she grinned back.

"Congratulations on catching the bouquet," I laughed.

"Mmm... I only wanted it because everyone else did."

"How kind of you."

"I believe I've done enough good things today to last me a century or two," she reminded me.

"Possibly. Thanks for that by the way."

"For saving you from a vampire-human hybrid or for saving you from embarrassing yourself in front of everyone you know?"

"Both, actually." We laughed. "So... guess you'll be taking off after this huh?"

"I guess. Unless you can think of something I should stick around for?" She asked. I stared into her eyes. I no longer saw them as a dull, burgundy red. In fact, there was something a lot more different about. Lighter. The colour was...

"Did you... stop eating humans?" I asked, perplexed.

"Oh... yeah," she muttered self consciously.

"Why?"

"Because... I have no idea why... but making you feel freaked out affected me a whole lot more than anything else I've ever felt in a long time. I had this weird urge to try things your way." I stared at her for a few moments, and then we were leaning in, and my scorching lips met her icy ones for the first time. It was a strange feeling. Like when you'd been handling snow with your bare hands, and you got that strange tingling sensation before they went numb. But it was good tingling. Wonderful tingling. We pulled away suddenly; both shocked by what had just happened.

"A vampire and a werewolf... that's just plain weird," I said, shaking my head.

"Eh... weirder things have happened." She shrugged.

"Oh yeah, what have you seen that's weirder?"

"A two headed pig." She replied. We laughed, and out of nowhere, we gave a synchronized HSSSSS! Then we shared another kiss, this time really throwing ourselves into it. And I finally felt what I'd been waiting to feel, the sparks of electricity. And the smug sensation of finally being able to send my depressing loneliness away for good.