AN: Hey y'all! Our boys are back for one last go round. I feel like I'm saying goodbye to friends, but their story is told. They'll be back in outtakes, though, of that I'm sure.

It's been an amazing year, writing this, and I have a few thank you's. OCDJen, thank you for being the amazing prereader you are. You make my stuff less redneck. Love ya! And to MrsKatyCullen, for betaing most of my chapters. Your work is exceptional.

Finally, to everyone who reads, reviews, PMs, comments, or even smiles at this fic. Without y'all, and your wonderful feedback, I would be nothing. Thank you all for taking this journey with me.

I don't own Twilight.

I hope y'all enjoy!

~XO~

JPOV

My eyes were open before dawn on the morning of March fourth. So fucking much had happened in my life since Rose and Em got married and Edward asked me to marry him.

Back in October, Carlisle had a horse accident of his own. He was helping Edward and Emmett train a rather feisty stallion in one of the round pens one morning. The horse had reared and when he came down, he knocked Carlisle down and shattered his ankle. He had to have surgery and was out of work for months. The whole accident had brought Edward and Carlisle even closer. They could relate with one another.

While he was recovering, I learned to train.

I still did my usual work in the barn, but like Edward, I loved working with the horses. They were wonderful creatures. I rode often, with Edward, and by myself. Over the past summer, Edward and Emmett started helping me run barrels. At first I was afraid, but I started out slowly by walking Pal around them. When I was comfortable with that, I trotted him, then cantered. It was exhilarating. It didn't take long after that to run them at a gallop. After my first time doing that, I finally understood how Edward felt and I realised I was a horse man, through and through.

For Christmas, Edward bought me my own horse. She was a gorgeous buckskin mare and I loved her immediately. I named her Nell. She was gentle and very expressive. We got along great from the start, and when I started running barrels with her, she took to it like a fish to water. When the season started back up in the summer, I planned on running them with Edward. It would be fun to compete with him.

Waiting to get married until now gave me and Edward plenty of time to make plans. I didn't really want anything extravagant and neither did Edward. Esme and Rose had other ideas. We were forced to spend a long time at the Cullen's kitchen table, discussing shit and compromising A LOT. I'm sorry, I may be gay and all, but I was NOT having a purple fucking cake. Edward agreed.

We eventually ended up deciding that we would get married in the Cullen's backyard, like Em and Rose had. The setup would be different, though. There was gonna be three aisles instead of two. Two would make a 'V' shape, and at the point of the V would be where the minister stood, that way we could walk down together. The third aisle was in the middle of the V, and when the service was over, we would walk down that one together.

The flowers we decided on were white honeysuckle and red roses, but we each would wear a rainbow rose in our lapels. Also, we were wearing tuxes, but with no ties or cummerbunds. We wanted to look nice, but not completely dressy. Pretty much, we just hated to dress up that much. Although, at Em and Rose's wedding, Edward dressed up in his tux, complete with tie and cummerbund, was fucking hot!

Thinking of Edward in his tux reminded me of night before last...our last night together before becoming one. We stayed home, cooked together, watched TV, and rode for awhile. We wanted to stay close because Emmett had informed me that he was coming to get Edward early the next morning, yesterday, so they could do "brother shit" together. I wasn't happy, and when I sulked and pouted like a child who couldn't get their own way, Em had laughed at me and said that I was getting him for the rest of my life, so I could put that in my pipe and smoke it. Fucking Emmett. We both knew the other was kidding.

My thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of my cell on the bedside table. Reaching over, I grabbed it and flipped it open. What I saw made me smile like a fool to myself, and I eagerly clicked the button to read the text.

Morning, beautiful. Today's the day! I miss and love you!

Smiling, I replied:

Miss and love you too! Yeah, today's the day and I can't fucking wait! Our bed was so empty without you last night :(

I sent the message and waited for Edward's reply. It came fast.

You're telling me! I missed the feel of your ass against my hard cock when I woke up...

My breath caught in my throat and I felt my own cock twitch. Fuck! I quickly typed out a reply.

Fuck, Edward! Don't say shit like that! ;)

Hitting send, I trailed my hand under my blankets to palm my hardening cock. Fuck, I wished Edward was here so I could get off with him one last time before we got married. My phone buzzed, and I opened it quickly, not bothering to take my hand off my cock.

Why not, darlin? You hard? *wink*

I didn't waste any time in replying.

Fuck yes! I want you here with me right now...

Less that thirty seconds later, I got a reply.

God, me too...If I was there right now, I'd have your cock in the back of my throat.

A low moan left my lips as I replied.

Yes, Edward! Fuck, you've set me on FIRE!

Jesus, Edward was gonna have to stop. Oh yes, I wanted him, badly, and I wanted to cum. But, I didn't want to cum like this. I wanted Edward's body over mine as he fucked me hard, so I could hear him and see his expressions. He was so goddamn beautiful and I cherished every minute I was blessed to look at him. Quickly, I texted him back.

Edward,stop! I'm trying to get ready, babe. In a few hours hours time we will be fucking as a married couple. Can't wait ! :D

Taking my hand out from beneath my blankets, I willed my boner to go away, realising just how true what I just texted Edward was. Holy shit, we were really getting married in a few hours. We would be starting the rest of our lives together, and I was so fucking happy. I loved Edward so damn much, sometimes the emotions I felt threatened to overwhelmed me.

Feeling my phone buzz, I checked it quickly.

:( Fine. Hahaha! Fuck, beautiful, I can't wait to marry you either! I love you, Jasper, and I'll see you soon.

Smiling, I closed my phone and sat it back on the nightstand. Turning over in the bed, I really wished I could sleep more, to pass time and hopefully quell my nerves. There was no doubt in my mind that I was doing the right thing in marrying Edward, but I was impatient. I just wanted it over already. Though I know it was supposed to be like a religious thing, I was starting to think it would have been better if we just eloped. It would have been faster, that's for fucking sure.

A knock on my door startled me and I sat up in bed, the covers pooling in my lap. "Come in!" I called.

My door opened slowly and Carlisle came in, wearing his pajamas and robe. He walked over to me and sat on the edge of the bed. "Morning, Jasper," he smiled.

"Hey," I replied, a little shyly.

"How are you feeling, son?"

"I'm okay. Nervous," I told him truthfully.

Carlisle chuckled at me. "So is Edward, but you boys are gonna be fine."

I perked up at hearing Edward's name. "Did you talk to him?"

"Yes, and he sounds just like you do right now." He laughed softly.

"But he's okay?" I couldn't help asking.

"He's fine," Carlisle answered. "You know, Jasper, I've told you before how happy I am that you're coming into this family. And you know I've loved you like a son from the very beginning. You are so good for Edward. Before he met you, he was a cocky little fucker, and I worried about him."

My eyes widened. "You did? Why?"

"Because I worried all the time for him. He would go out to bars and with his attitude, I was always afraid he would come home beat to hell or that I would get a call telling me he had been locked up for some shit. But then, he met you."

Wow. Carlisle had never talked to me about Edward like this. I remember when I met him, he was cocky, but before the night had ended, he seemed like he had changed already. I never understood why.

"You changed him for the better, Jasper. When you came into his life, it was like he did a complete turnaround in his attitude. I will admit, at first, Esme and I thought he was just fucking around. But, at the barrel races, we saw the way he looked at you while he waited for the awards to be called. Then, the look in his eyes when y'all came over to meet us after we caught y'all kissing, I knew what I was seeing."

I blushed lightly at the mention of us getting caught kissing.

Smiling, Carlisle took my hand and held it between his. "It was love, Jasper. I don't know why and I don't know how, but in that one weekend, he fell completely in love with you. Esme and I were so happy."

Shocked. Completely and utterly shocked, that's what I was. Of course, I didn't know what Edward was like before I met him, but I was just me. I had no idea how I could've made Edward any better.

"Then," Carlisle continued, "when Edward had his accident, I had no doubt you would be lost without him. I knew you were in love with him, but the vigil you kept, at his bedside, was amazing. It was something I would have done for Esme, or Emmett for Rose. And you helping him out of his depression was a miracle. You've proved your worth over and over again, Jasper, and I'm gonna be damn proud to have you as my son."

Shyly, I answered, "Thank you, Carlisle."

Carlisle then pulled me into a real father son hug, and I felt my eyes begin to fill with tears. It had been such a long since I had felt the love of a father, I had almost forgotten what it was like. After a moment, he pulled back and I wiped at my eyes before smiling at him. He patted my hand.

"Want some breakfast?" He asked cheerfully, standing and walking towards the door.

Smiling, I answered, "I'm not sure I could."

"You have to try," Carlisle told me kindly. "I'm gonna make some toast for you."

"Thank you," I said, laying back on my pillows.

Carlisle left the room and everything he had told me was running through my head. He was right, I did sit beside Edward in hospital. I didn't wanna be anywhere else. And when he spiraled into depression after coming home from the hospital, I knew I could help him. Though I didn't know how I knew, I did. And I did help him. Edward was my whole world, and it hurt me to see his life crumbling before his eyes.

Before I knew it, Carlisle was knocking on my door again and I was still in bed. Getting up and pulling on my robe, I went and opened the door. He was still in his robe too, so I didn't feel so bad.

"Come eat, son, and have some coffee," he said with a smile.

Returning his smile, I ran my fingers through my hair and followed him to the kitchen, where the smell of coffee was strong. We sat and chatted easily over our coffee, but I barely ate. Carlisle told me he understood. My mind was just filled with so many thoughts in anticipation for the wedding. We had practiced the night before last, and it went well, but fuck, this was the real deal.

Carlisle kept trying to initiate conversation, but my thoughts kept straying. I couldn't concentrate. Finally, after my second cup of coffee, I excused myself to take a shower. Carlisle smiled his understanding at me, and I went back to the bedroom's en suite bathroom.

While in the shower, I started thinking about the whole Cullen family. Esme was so sweet and motherly, and Carlisle was fun but also a very loving father. Edward and Emmett were very lucky men. In that moment, I really missed my parents. I never really thought I'd fall in love, much less get married, but now that I had and I was, I was really sad that they wouldn't be here to see it.

After washing up, I spent a few minutes just standing under the spray, silently grieving for my parents. In my heart, I knew that they would have loved Edward, and the rest of his family, that I was soon to be legally a part of.

Cutting the water, I got out of the shower feeling much better and refreshed. Whistling to myself, I started getting dressed in my not quite tux. I was actually happy we were gonna wear vests, but even happier that we decided against ties.

Looking in the mirror, I gave myself a last look over. You don't look too bad, I thought to myself before heading off into the living room. Carlisle was there, already dressed, talking on the phone. Glancing around the room, I saw our boutonnieres laying on the coffee table, and a pang of anxiety raced through my chest. Holy fuck! I was getting married in a matter of just a couple of hours!

When Carlisle hung up his phone, he grabbed the boutonnieres, stood up, and came to pin mine on. I mumbled a 'thanks' at him, and he pinned his own then stood back and looked at me.

"You look great, son," he said kindly, with a smile.

"Thanks," I said a little shyly.

His smile widened as he asked, "You ready to go get married?"

"Hell yes," I breathed out in a relieved voice, and Carlisle laughed.

We locked up the house and got in Carlisle's car. We spent the ride in a comfortable silence, both of us locked in our own thoughts.

When we pulled into the driveway, I could see the edge of the marquee in the back yard, and some of the chairs. Another pang went through my chest, but it wasn't nerves, it was excitement. Fuck, I was ready to do this.

Carlisle wouldn't let me get out of the car until he had called Emmett to make sure he was guarding the door to Edward's old room. It was a good thing he was, too, because I wanted to see Edward so fucking bad.

When Carlisle got the word from Emmett that the coast was clear, he ushered me out of the car, into the house, and up the stairs in a hurry. He didn't even give me time to see anyone before I was being pulled into Emmett's old room and the door was closed and locked. Immediately, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Carlisle asked.

"Rose," came the muffled answer, and Carlisle let her in. She practically flew into my arms, and I held her tight.

"I'm so fucking happy for you, Jazz," she said into my neck.

"Thanks, Rose," I replied while lovingly patting her back.

After a moment, she let me go and stood back to look at me. "You look very handsome," she smiled.

"Thanks," I smiled back, and then, because I couldn't help it, I asked, "How's Edward?"

"Shitting himself," Rose laughed, and my eyes widened.

"No,I'm kidding," she said."He's doing good, and he looks just as handsome as you do."

I answered with a big smile, then Rose's expression turned serious. "Jasper," she asked, "did you feel the same way I did on my wedding day?"

"About our parents?" I asked.

Rose nodded, looking sad.

"Yeah," I answered quietly. "I was in the shower and it all came out. I cried a little, but then I remembered what I told you when you got married."

Rose sniffed a little. "Yeah, they're watching you."

"Right," I smiled.

"Oh, Jazz..." she sighed, and hugged me again. I held her tight for a minute, then she pulled back again, wiping under her eyes. "I don't wanna mess you up," she chuckled, and I smiled.

"Okay," Rose said in a businesslike way, and cleared her throat. "I'm gonna go check on things, and I'll see you outside."

I nodded at her and watched her leave the room. Then, I sat on the edge of Em's bed for a minute and listened to the commotion going on downstairs and outside. It didn't take long for me to get bored, so I walked to the wall separating Emmett and Edward's rooms. Putting my ear to the wall, I knocked on it. A knock answered mine, and a big grin spread across my face.

Knocking again, I waited for an answer, and I heard one knock, a pause, four knocks, a pause, then three knocks. I was smiling really big then. One-four-three. I love you. Quickly, I knocked back one-four-three, then two more. I love you too. Then I jumped back from the wall like i had been burned, because Emmett's door opened.

Esme walked in, smiling, and I knew I was blushing. I wondered if she caught me knocking on the wall, but she never said anything, she just pulled me into a hug.

"I'm so happy to have you joining our family, Jasper," she said, and I could see the sincerity in her eyes.

"Thank you, Esme."

She looked at her watch then and went back to the door. "Oh,I have to get out there. They're almost ready to start." She left before I could reply.

It felt like a long time, but I know it was only minutes, before Carlisle came back into the room, waving his arm at me to follow him. When I stepped out into the hall, I noticed the house was quiet. Everyone was outside, waiting for me and Edward.

Carlisle took me to the back doors, where I was supposed to walk out. I was looking all around, but didn't see a sign of Edward anywhere. Dammit. Emmett already took him out. When I looked out of the doors, I saw the guests sitting patiently, murmuring lowly amongst themselves. The officiant was standing in his place, and my body started humming with nerves and excitement.

In just a few minutes, I would be married. Fucking hell, I was so happy!

The music started and Carlisle opened the doors and edged his way around the guests to take his place next to Emmett and Esme. On my side, Rose stood proud and beautiful. Hearing my cue in the music, I took a deep breath and started to walk down my white felt aisle.

Everyone stood and looked at us, but I only had eyes for Edward. Jesus fuck, he was beautiful! His suit fit him just right. Casting my eyes over him, my smile spread even wider when I noticed the rainbow bracelet he was wearing. My mind suddenly became filled once more of the night we first met.

As we walked to our places before the minister, we kept stealing glances at each other, and he kept smiling brilliantly at me. I knew I was blushing, but I didn't care. This was my future I was walking towards.

When we finally reached our places, Edward took my left hand in his. The guests settled back down, and I stared into Edward's eyes. I couldn't look at him enough. The officiant cleared his throat and we looked at him. We really were lucky to find him. He was a short, graying man with a good sense of humor and was also one of our barrel racing friends' father. He had no prejudices at all.

"Family and friends," he began, "we are here today to witness the joining of these two men in marriage." He gestured to me, "Jasper Whitlock..." then at Edward, "...and Edward Cullen."

Edward squeezed my hand and I smiled shyly at him.

"Edward, do you promise to love, honor, and cherish Jasper every day for the rest of your life?" The officiant asked, and Edward looked directly into my eyes.

"I do."

A sudden rush of love came over me, and I felt my eyes fill with tears.

"Jasper, do you promise to love, honor, and cherish Edward every day for the rest of your life?"

Staring into Edward's dark, beautiful green eyes, I replied,"I do." I never meant anything more in my entire life. Edward grinned at me, and we looked at the officiant.

"Edward, do you have a ring?"

Nodding, Edward turned to Emmett, who handed him the gold band. Edward held it carefully between his thumb and forefinger.

"Place the ring on Jasper's finger and repeat 'with this ring, I thee wed'."

Sliding the ring on my finger, Edward repeated, "With this ring, I thee wed." God, his eyes held so much emotion at that moment, I couldn't help the tears that were slowly coursing down my cheeks. Edward wiped them away with his thumb, and I smiled in thanks.

"Jasper, do you have a ring?"

Turning to Rose, I held my hand out and she placed Edward's ring in my palm, along with a tissue for my eyes. I chuckled softly, and she smiled at me through her own tears.

"Place the ring on Edward's finger and repeat 'with this ring, I thee wed'," the officiant instructed.

Shakily, I slid the ring onto Edward's finger and he wiggled it, grinning at me. I flashed him a big smile and we both turned back to face front.

Smiling widely, the officiant said, "And now, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husbands. You may kiss."

Edward and I faced each other again and he stepped closer to me, taking my face in his hands. "I love you, my husband," he said softly, and pressed his lips to mine. Jesus, I felt like I had been shocked, and I tilted my head to kiss him better.

Parting my lips, I took Edward's bottom lip into my mouth and nibbled just a little before letting him go. He then took mine and did the same thing.

We broke apart, laughing, at Emmett's yell of "Get a room!" and looked at the officiant.

"I now present to you, Edward and Jasper Cullen-Whitlock!" he exclaimed, and everyone clapped and cheered as Edward and I linked hands and started down the center aisle. The rest of the families followed, and we were suddenly being hugged by them. There were tears, hugs, kisses on cheeks, and when some of the chaos died down and we were under the marquee, I finally found myself back in my husband's arms.

"Hey, beautiful," Edward said with a big grin, and I kissed him hard for a moment before burying my face in his neck.

"I love you, Edward. Always," I whispered,and he tightened his arms around me. Edward's arms were my home, and I knew, as long as I could be held by him, that I would be okay.

Thank you to everyone for reading! Let e know what y'all think!

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