Disclaimer: I'm running out of witty ways to say I don't own Twilight...

A/N: So, the moment you've all been waiting for! I know that you'd all kill me if I didn't include it, so here it is. XD By the way, if you want to see what Nessie's dress was based off of, the link is in my profile. (It's not exact. Just a base, really.) Oh, and this takes place about a week after the last chapter. Warning: Suggestive themes.

Chapter 14: The Wedding

"Alice!" I cried into the house. "Where are you?"

"I'm right here!" she called impatiently, pulling me into a dark cloud of makeup.

She expertly applied my eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick, and all that other great stuff. I got to pick the colors and shades as long as she approved. Jasper stood off to the side holding Alex, watching as I went from fresh-out-of-the-shower to dark-bride-of-the-night.

When Alice was done making me up, I glanced into the full-size mirror across the hall and gasped. She had reapplied my hair dye so that it was incredibly vibrant, my hair teased for once, something I'd always wanted to do, but had been too lazy to bother with. And not to mention my makeup was flawless. I looked as pale as could be, as per usual, and the dark purple and black makeup seemed to shine on my face, standing out in the moonlight that shone through the windows.

But most of all, the dress that Alice had chosen was the best part. It was made of a red satin-like material, like a giant ribbon all scrunched up. It came to about mid-thigh and then ended abruptly, fluffing out with the multiple folds of soft fabric. The blood red sleeves extended down the entire arm, made of skin-tight fabric that was kind of like tights, with a thumb hole on each side. The neckline plunged down, showing off plenty of cleavage for Jake, while the back of the dress was a good deal more modest, only just barely showing off my shoulder blades. And for my shoes? My trusty Converse, of course.

"You look pretty, Momma," Alex cooed.

"It's true," Jasper agreed, squeezing my son.

I blushed slightly.

"Of course she does!" Alice retorted. "I did her makeup!" Although her tone was slightly sharp, a smile played across her lips. "Jasper, you're ready, right?" He nodded. "Okay, good. Get Alex ready, too. Nessie, get down to the tent. There's only an hour left!"

I heard the music begin to play on an old record machine as I stepped forward, arm in arm with my father. A few minutes before, he had chastised me slightly for the revealing dress, but other than that, had said I was beautiful.

A wave of dizziness flew through me when I threw the canvas door of the tent aside. This couldn't be happening... But it was. I was about to marry my love: Jacob Black.

Several rows of chairs sat near the front, a few feet back from the place that Jake and I would be wed. Unfortunately, we hadn't been able to get the Denali coven back yet. On the bright side, the rest of the people who had been here during Christmas were visiting again. Emily had, sadly, told us that she had miscarried while Charlie had muttered that he was a "great-grandfather" and he worried, "What will come next?"

I quickly stepped up onto the platform where Jake, who was wearing a traditional tux with the occasional stud pierced through the fabric, and Carlisle stood. Jake took my hands in his, kissing the back of one of them like a perfect gentleman, causing me to giggle madly.

Rosalie walked down the aisle with Jade, who was throwing flowers, finally stopping to stand beside Jake's best-men - also known as half his pack. Zanthi would've been my maid of honor … but she couldn't come here. So instead, Alice - who was completely thrilled - was while Rosalie was my bride's maid. Frankly, I didn't really get all these different terms and stuff. The supposed importance of them made little sense to me.

We had requested of Carlisle that the ceremony be short, so we got straight to it.

"Renesmee, please repeat after me: I, Renesmee Cullen, vow to eternally love this man standing before me in sickness and in health, for poor or rich, weak or strong, h-" Carlisle stopped reading the vows abruptly. "Renesmee... Why did you write 'hard or not' on this list of things?" he asked, outraged.

There was a light laugh from the crowd and snickers from the best-men.

I had to conceal a smile behind my hand, but it was worth it to see the look on his face. "Because eventually he'll get old and limp," I said coolly, trying my best to appear unfazed. I continued, now sarcastically, "But, if you'll let me repeat you, I won't mind because I'll still love him."

Carlisle had been reading the rest of our vows silently and suddenly threw them over his head in exasperation. "It was all a joke, wasn't it," he said flatly.

"Yup, pretty much," Jake admitted.

"I mean, c'mon. We all know that we love each other. Why do we need words written on paper to prove it?" I challenged.

Carlisle sighed and called, "Alex, you can bring the rings now for these hooligan parents of yours!"

At this, my little boy began walking down the aisle - perhaps a little quicker than he should have - looking absolutely adorable in his miniature tuxedo. My heart filled with joy as he handed me the more plain, silver ring and he handed Jacob my ruby-encrusted wedding ring. He then squeezed in-between us, clinging to the bottom of my dress so he wouldn't fall.

With one hand cuddling his head to my hip, I reached out towards Jake.

"No kissing quite yet!" Grandpa said curtly, making me withdraw my hand hastily. "Now, Renesmee Cullen. Do you take this man, Jacob Black, to be your lawfully wedded husband? And werewolf," he added as a humorous after-thought.

I laughed, said, "I do," and put his ring on his finger

"And do you, Jacob Black, take Renesmee Cullen to be your lawfully wedded wife and vam- I mean, dhampir?"

"I do." Jake put my ring on my finger as well.

"Then I now pronounce you Jacob and Renesmee Black. You may kiss now," he muttered under his breath.

Jake took my lips in a sweet, careful embrace; our first kiss as husband and wife - or werewolf and dhampir. Whichever you prefer.

A/N: I'd like to admit error... I completely forgot who Leah was going to imprint on. And for that matter, I completely forgot why it was important. So for those of you who were looking forward to it, I apologize. I lost all my notes and ideas for this story, so all I have are my vague memories. =/ But anyway! I kind of feel as if I hurried the ending of this story... If anyone else feels this way, firmly, then tell me in a review or PM as soon as you can. Oh! Before I leave you and work on "Not Such A Perfect Rose"... There WILL be a sequel! But it won't follow Nessie's life - it'll follow Alex's! I left you some hints in here on the subject - so guess away, my darlings! Until next time!