A/N: Hey, y'all… I know it's been quite some time since I last updated… but between then and now, we had a pipe bust and we were living in a hotel for a few weeks, and dealing with contractors… and on top of that I was simply suffering from writers block.

Renesmee's POV

Wow, I thought. I'm really, really nervous. I shuddered, as I paced back and forth in my bedroom, waiting for Aunt Alice to allow me out. Even when she did, I'd have to close my eyes, as I wasn't allowed to see any part of the house, except what she wanted me to see, and that was only when she wanted me to see it. Mama warned me, maybe I should've listened. Aunt Alice did the same thing to Mama, so she said.

I longed to see Jacob, but obviously, that wasn't allowed either. I huffed, getting agitated with all these stupid traditions and rules! I heard some commotion going on downstairs, and every fiber of my being longed to inspect it. I wasn't content sitting around.

"Aro," I heard Mama coo from down stairs. "It's so lovely to see you again, especially under better circumstances!"

"Agreed, lovely Bella," Aro responded. "May I see the bride?"

I couldn't hear anything from that point forward until I heard Aunt Alice's chirpy sing-song voice.

"Certainly, Aro," Aunt Alice responded, though Aro had addressed Mama. "But you must follow me, as Nessie isn't allowed to see the house until she's coming down to the altar."

I must assume that Aro simply nodded, or took someone by the hand, because the downstairs went silent. I sighed, not sure what was going on. Within moments I heard a light tap on my door, but I wasn't given a chance to respond as Mama entered, followed by Aro, who was tailed by Alice. Gee, do they need a complete entourage to come see me? Well, at least I know I'm safe… Aro didn't bring any of the guard up with him, I doubt he'll attack with Mama and Auntie Alice there…

"Aro!" I cooed, sweetly, mimicking the greeting Mama used just minutes earlier. "Thank you for coming today, are your brothers with you?" Yes, I am quite capable of playing the hostess – living with Alice you pick it up.

"Nessie, you've grown so big! Yes, Marcus and Caicus are with me today, as are Sulpicia and Athenodora," Aro responded. "We've brought a present for you, but Sulpicia kept it downstairs with her, as she wants to present it to you." He smiled. "But, I'm going to head back downstairs so that your Aunt and Mother can get you ready." He slipped out the door and closed it silently behind him.

Mama blindfolded me and led me out of the room, Aunt Alice following behind. When the blindfold was removed I was settled in Aunt Alice's over-sized bathroom, the sink covered in beauty supplies. Aunt Rose was already in there, waiting for us. I assumed she was there to do my hair, since Mama said Rose did her hair for her wedding to Daddy.

As I guessed, Aunt Rose slipped behind me and started slipping her fingers in and out of my hair, while Mama snuck out of the room. Within moments Mama was back, her necklace from Aro secured around her throat. She looked stunning as she sashayed back into the bathroom, her ice blue gown fitted in just the right places, but flowing otherwise. There was a ruffle of lace at the very bottom, right near Mama's ankles, which drew my attention to the shoes she was wearing. "Wow, Mama!" I exclaimed. "I take it Aunt Alice picked out your shoes?"

"Of course," Mama muttered. I knew she wasn't thrilled about it, but from what I've heard from Aunt Alice and Grandma Esme, Mama's become more tolerable about being used as a Barbie doll.

"It must help that you are much more graceful and have better balance, to play Auntie Alice's Barbie doll," I commented.

"That's definitely true," Mama said.

"This how you wanted her hair, Alice?" Aunt Rose asked.

Aunt Alice flitted behind me, her eyes glancing over my hair. "Perfect!" She exclaimed, happily.

I wriggled around, wanting to see how my hair looked, but Aunt Alice shot me a glare that could turn anything to stone, and I stopped immediately. I whined. "Aunt Alice! I wanna see!" Wow, I sound like a three year old…

"Well, I suppose since your make-up is finished, it's fine." Aunt Alice said as she turned to Mama. "Bella, bring in Rose's mirror please?"

Swiftly, Mama exited the bathroom and within seconds she was back with Aunt Rose's gilded, full length mirror. She set it before me, and Aunt Alice pulled me to my feet. I stood before the pine-wood mirror, wearing nothing more than my wedding-day bra, and matching panties. I smiled at myself, before Mama lifted the mirror so I could see the design of my hair in the reflection. "Ooh!" I cooed. "It's beautiful! Thank you!" I truly felt like a princess standing among the others.

"Are you ready to put on your dress, Ness?" Aunt Alice asked.

"Of course," I responded, softly.

Aunt Rose held the dress and Mama lifted me into it. Aunt Alice wasn't taking any chances with messing up my hair, my makeup, or my dress. Go figure! Once I was placed gently into my dress, Aunt Alice zipped me into it. It was simply elegant, though simple. The strapless white gown had a chapel train, with a royal purple sash tied around my waist, trailing down the length of the train. I looked into the mirror and could feel the saliva building in my mouth. I was simply beautiful! For the first time, I truly felt beautiful – which was difficult for me, especially when I compared myself to Mama, with her sparkling skin.

"Let's get this done," I heaved, trying so very hard to keep the tears of joy out of my eyes.

Aunt Alice nodded and smiled as she looked to Aunt Rose. "Ready, Rose?"

Rose, who loves anyone and everyone's attention, nodded. "Always."

Mama hugged me and ran out of the room at a human pace and took her seat, and Daddy came in, ready to escort me down the staircase. Aunt Rose, followed by Aunt Alice, sashayed out of the room and down the stairs.

Daddy hugged me as I took his arm, taking a deep breath to try and calm myself. Luckily for me, there was enough of my Dad in me, that I didn't blush as easily as I've heard my Mom did as a human.

"Ready, Nessie?" Daddy asked.

I nodded my head. "As ready as I'll ever be…"

"Hesitant, Nessie?"

"Well, just a little. I love my Jacob, but, I just can't believe I'm getting married," I said, laying my head against Edward's shoulder.

"Take a deep breath, and it'll be time for us to go out."

I nodded again, took a deep breath and smiled at my father, my eyes boring into his. I sighed under my breath, thinking that this would be the last time I'd truly be Daddy's Little Girl. "Let's go…" I whispered, as I heard my cue, the wedding march. I started out and down the stairs, barely grasping my father's arm.

I stared out at everyone, smiling. I could feel the tears fighting a way out, but I focused forward on Jacob. My Jacob. I felt lost in time, almost as if time was standing still. I felt my hand get placed into Jacobs, and only after blinking a few times, had I caught up with reality. I suppose that's what I get for staring off and focusing intently on one thing.

I looked to Uncle Emmett, who was officiating, same as he did for Mama's wedding. I was eager for this to be over and done with. I wasn't big on being the center of attention. I know for certain I got that from Mama. I took a deep breath.

"Do you, Jacob Black, take Renesmee Cullen to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love, cherish, and honor her; in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, for as long as you both shall live?" Uncle Emmett said, though I only half paid attention.

"I do."

I saw Uncle Emmett turn his face to me. "And do you, Renesmee Cullen, take Jacob Black, to be your lawfully wedded husband? To love, cherish and honor him? In sickness and in health? For richer and for poorer, as long as you both shall live?"

I nodded. "I do."

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride," he added with a glare, that if looks could kill, would have killed Jacob. However, I don't think anyone caught on to it. But, I've been wrong before.