A/N: Sorry it took a while to crank this out. I initially started with ExB but decided I wanted their story to be last. This chapter contains sexual content.

Song for this chapter: Have I Told You Lately- Van Morrison

8 months later. . . .

Alice

I sat back on my heels and stared at the beautiful man who slept soundly in the king sized bed overcrowded with pillows; decorative pillows that he didn't like but tolerated because they made me happy. He didn't really care for the plum colored comforter that was now wrapped around the lower half of his body either but it made me happy, so we purchased it.

I wondered what else he didn't like but merely tolerated to appease me. I knew I'd become more demanding lately and he simply gave in to everything I asked. Everything I wanted. I was suddenly filled with panic. Surely he would wake up one day and see how very one-sided our relationship had become and he'd leave me. He'd leave me because I was a selfish bitch.

I shook his shoulders roughly and awoke him from his deep sleep.

"Huh- what? Alice? Sugar, what's wrong?" he frowned as he sat up in the bed.

"I don't think we should get married," I choked out.

"What?" he asked now wide-awake. The look of anguish on his face pierced straight through my heart and I sobbed loudly.

"Alice?" he reached for me but I moved away from him. I didn't deserve his touch or his concern.

"You deserve better than me," I bawled.

He rolled his eyes and fell back on the bed. "For Christ's sake woman, you nearly gave me a heart attack,"

"I'm serious! You need someone who won't make you sleep in a bed full of silly pillows that match a stupid comforter that you hate," I threw one of the pillows across the room to illustrate my point.

"Alice, darlin' we're getting married next Saturday. Everything's all planned. Do you really want to cancel the wedding?" he propped himself up on an elbow and stared at me. "The deposits are non-refundable," he smirked.

I scowled at him. "Are you mocking me?" I asked as I wiped the tears from my face.

He grinned broadly. "A little,"

I picked up another one of the pillows and threw it at him. "I'm being serious!"

"You're being ridiculous. Even more so today than yesterday," he raised an eyebrow questioning my mood.

I sighed. "Things just sort of seem one-sided. Why don't you ever push back? I mean, I'd be lying if I said I don't like getting my way but I just wonder if one day you won't wake up and say you've had enough," I pouted.

"First of all, Mrs. Future Whitlock, I will never get enough of you," he squeezed my knee and my entire body erupted into goose bumps. "Second of all, I've learned to pick my battles but if you recall I did put my foot down about the white tuxedo and pink tie," he snorted.

I giggled. "It was blush not pink," I said softly.

"It was emasculating," he dead panned. He held out a hand to me. I hesitated but placed my hand in his. He grabbed my wrist, pulled me closer to him and I lay my head on his chest and listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart.

He rubbed my back gently. "I know getting married is a really big deal and I've also had these thoughts running around in my head about how things are going to go wrong or that you're gonna wake up one day and leave me-," he started. I raised my head and frowned at him.

"It's called cold feet, darlin'. I don't want to disappoint you anymore than you want to disappoint me. No, I don't like all these little pillows and I hate the color purple but you know what? It doesn't matter what's on the bed- I'm more concerned with who is in the bed. I'd wake up draped in purple every morning it if means I get to wake up with you," he kissed the tip of my nose.

"But-," I started to protest.

"You're not demanding or selfish, Alice. You're the most giving person I know and we're going to have an amazing life together," he placed a finger under my chin to raise my head. He leaned in and kissed my lips. I smiled against his mouth.

"We're getting married," I whispered and he nodded his head.

"Hell yeah," he replied as he swatted me on the ass. I squealed and threw my arms around his neck.

"I was thinking that it would be sort of romantic if we didn't have sex again until we're married," I said as I straddled him.

"What?" He squeaked.

"It's only ten more days," I laughed as I ground my hips over his lap.

He threw his head back and groaned. "Alice don't be such a tease," he warned.

"What are you going to do to me, Mr. Whitlock?" I whispered in his ear before I sucked on the bottom lobe.

"Okay, here's the deal- we can start the no sex thing tomorrow but right now-," he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me off of him before he untangled himself from the comforter. My breath caught in my throat as it always did at the sight of him naked. He forced me onto my back. "Right now I want to fuck you senseless. I want to fuck away your fear and insecurity. I want to fuck you until all you can think about is me," he growled against my neck.

"You're all I ever think about," I moaned.

Ever since our trip to Vancouver, Jasper had been a different person in bed. He still had the need to make love in the traditional sense, slow and gentle but every now and then he would be a little bit more adventurous with me. Once we were totally released from The Organization, it was like something was released within him and he no longer approached our lovemaking the same way. He let his mood or mine dictate how things would go and it had led to the most mind blowing sex I'd ever had in my life.

He was a teacher and I was his eager student. Although he insisted we were both learning how to please each other. I loved when he held me in his arms like I was his most prized possession that he didn't want to damage but I also loved it when it pushed me against a wall and had his way with me. But the thing that made me come completely undone was when he talked dirty. The first time he said he wanted to "fuck" me, the word rolled off his tongue with that sexy Texas twang and made me have an orgasm before he even touched me.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he nipped at my shoulder and palmed my breasts.

I nodded my head.

"I can't hear you," he whispered in my ear.

"Fuck me Jasper, please," I whimpered.

His response was a deep throaty laugh.

"Now who's being a tease?" I frowned.

"Oh, I'm going to do a lot more than tease, sweetheart," he said as he captured my lips between his own and kissed me hard. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as I writhed beneath him seeking friction with his body.

We kissed frantically as he ran a hand up my thigh and over the swell of my ass. His fingers dipped into the waistband of my boy shorts and began to tug them down. I allowed some space between us and he pulled them down my legs.

As soon as they were discarded, I closed the space and pressed myself against him again. He ran his tongue over my neck and shoulders.

"I love the feel of your skin on my tongue," his voice was hoarse.

"Your tongue is like magic," I muttered.

He grabbed my hips and pinned me flat against the mattress. He stared at me and smiled but it was more like a grimace. I knew that look. He was trying to maintain the urge to totally consume me. I stared into his eyes, which were dark and frantic. I smiled brightly at him.

"No more sex for ten days. You better make it count," I purred.

His eyes widened and without warning his hips slammed into mine as he entered me hard and fast. I gasped at the sensation and closed my eyes tightly.

"Alice- Alice-look at me," he voice was panicked.

I slowly opened my eyes and smiled. I kissed his chin and wrapped my legs tighter around him as I used my heels to push his ass, which made him go deeper.

"Don't stop," I breathed.

He started a slow rhythm but his speed increased as he yelled out his confessions of love.

"I never want anyone else, sugar, but you. You're so good to me- so good for me. Nobody but you, Alice. I- love-you," he grunted as he pounded into me.

I felt like I was on one of those carnival rides that tossed your body from side to side. I could feel the adrenaline as it coursed through my body. Every time he thrust inside of me and every time the slapping of our skin echoed in the quiet room, I felt more and more connected to him. He was my world.

I never told anyone how sometimes I secretly wished my parents would have found me and apologized for sending me away and that we would put the past behind us and become a family again. But when I met Jasper all of that changed. Nothing existed before him and as far as I was concerned nothing would exist after him.

I began meeting his thrusts and made him mutter a string of profanities under his breath. A familiar quiver started in my belly and ran lower making my girlie parts tingle in anticipation, the tingling gave way to an almost painful throb before it exploded into an intense orgasm.

"Jasper, Jasper, Jaaaasssper!" I yelled.

"Let it go, sugar, let it go, I- I - aaah- shit, yes!" he yelled as his orgasm immediately followed mine.

He collapsed on top of me and groaned.

"Sorry darlin', I'm squishing you," he heaved his body until his shoulder was pressed into the mattress. I inhaled a lung full or air through my nose and exhaled it through my mouth.

"Ten days? Are you sure about that?" he laughed.

"It's starting to sound like a really dumb idea," I chuckled.

"No, I think you're right. It gives us something else to look forward to," he absently ran circles over my exposed hip bone.

"Jasper?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you," I said simply.

"I know," he grinned.

"Are we going to go another round? If not, you need to remove yourself from my lady cave. I've got wedding stuff to do," I said as I swatted his ass.

"Lady cave," he snorted. "You and your euphemisms,"

I giggled. "What? I think lady cave sounds a lot more dignified than the other word,"

He pulled out of me- well, not so much pulled as slid and propped himself up on an elbow and gave me an amused look.

"Have you ever even said the other word?" he asked.

"I'm sure I have, I just don't like it,"

"You are such a walking contradiction. You can tell me to fuck you-," he raised an eyebrow "But you can't say-,"

I covered his mouth. "Don't say it; you know I don't like it,"

"But I thought you wanted me to push back and put my foot down more," he teased.

"I know where I'm going to put my foot if you don't stop mocking me!" I locked my ankles around his, turned on my side and mirrored his position.

"I'm not mocking you, darlin'. I just don't happen to think the word is all that vulgar,"

I frowned. "It's a word that should only be uttered in porno movies," I huffed.

"You've watched porno's?" Jasper asked a little too excited.

"I've maybe seen one or two- you're getting off the subject. I don't care if Johnny Depp was saying the word in his best Jack Sparrow voice; I still wouldn't like it,"

He threw an arm around my waist and gently pressed his lips to mine. "Alice, you're an amazing woman. Smart, beautiful, kind and I absolutely adore your pussy," he purred.

My mouth dropped open and I squeezed my thighs together. He smirked at me.

"Okay, so maybe it doesn't sound bad when you say it. But I still don't like," I pouted.

He threw his head back on the pillow and laughed loudly. I perched my chin on his chest and looked up at his face.

"Alice, you'd better get up right this second and haul your sweet ass into that shower if you plan on getting anything done today. Otherwise, I might flip you over and bury myself in your. . . .lady cave," he smiled.

I sat up and stared at him before I turned over on my stomach. After all, ten days was a long time.

Two hours later, I met Bella and Rosalie for lunch to go over some of my wedding details. For the time being we were all still living in Seattle, Edward had actually made good on his promise and gave each of us a million dollars but none of us had actually thought about living anywhere else. Esme and Carlisle had also moved to Seattle right before they'd gotten married in a small civil ceremony two months ago. They were still on their honeymoon on some random island in Portugal but promised they'd be back in time for me and Jasper's wedding.

I guessed the wedding bug was contagious because Rosalie and Emmett had also gotten married in Las Vegas two weeks ago, although it was a totally spur of the moment thing. We'd all decided to take "do-over" trip to Vegas considering our first time in Vegas two years ago was definitely not for pleasure. After we'd consumed a shit load of alcohol at the Rum Jungle we stumbled our way through the Mandalay Bay lobby and piled into the limo Edward had rented for the weekend.

"So where are we going now?" Edward asked as we all got settled into the car.

"Baby, it's almost four o'clock in the morning. I just want to go back to the room and crash," Bella whined.

"I'd like to crash too- inside of you-," he whisper yelled.

"Okay, that was like entirely too much T-I-M-E," I remarked not realizing my mistake until Bella and Rose started to laugh like hyena's.

"Oh, whatever. You bitches know what I mean- TIM- TMI-," I giggled and Jasper kissed my neck.

"You're such a rock star, sugar," he laughed.

Emmett was being uncharacteristically quiet when all of a sudden he yelled, "Stop! Ricardo! Stop the car!"

"Fuck, are you going to throw up?" Edward groaned.

"Baby, you okay?" Rose pressed a palm to his face.

He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips. "Look," he pointed out the window. The driver had stopped across the street from a twenty four hour wedding chapel.

Rose frowned and then her eyes widened. "What? Are you kidding me? You want to get married- now- in Vegas?" she asked incredulously.

"Yeah, why not? Come on babe- our family is all here- we're here and I don't want to spend another fucking day not being your husband. Marry me, Rose right here -right now,"

We all collectively gaped at him. And then Edward started chanting, "Rose, Rose, Rose," like he was daring her. Rose glared at him and Bella elbowed him in the stomach. "Oomph," he doubled over next to the mini bar.

"Emmett are you serious?" Rose asked practically sober.

He nodded and kissed her lips gently. I placed a hand to my heart and started to cry.

"This is so romantic. Jasper, isn't this romantic?" I asked as I leaned into him.

"It sure is sugar, hey you want to make it a double wedding?" he put an arm around me and I elbowed him in the shoulder.

"Um, no-we've already planned a wedding and the deposits are non-refundable," I scolded.

So, we all piled out of the limo and stumbled into the chapel and watched Emmett and Rosalie vow to cherish each other forever.

"Do you regret getting married in Vegas?" I blurted out. The three of us were seated in a booth near the front of the restaurant.

Rose stared at me for a moment with an unreadable expression before her face erupted into a blissful grin.

"I'm a married woman. I have a husband. A husband who adores me and who I adore. I never ever in a million fucking years thought this would ever be something that happened for me. We could have gotten married in a McDonald's drive thru or by the Pope in Rome and it wouldn't change how I feel about being Mrs. Emmett McCarty,"

Bella 'awed' and I squealed. I was so happy for my friend. She had come such a long way and she deserved all the joy she was currently experiencing. But today it was all about me and my wedding. We talked about cake tastings, bridesmaid dresses and bachelorette parties before we each parted with our to-do lists. I'd elected to have Bella as my maid of honor and Rose as my matron of honor, now that she was officially married. There was no way I could push either of them to the number two spot. Esme would be the only one with an official bridesmaid title.

Although my planning was quite elaborate, the wedding itself would be pretty small. We didn't have many friends. I'd met quite a few people at the Art Institute where I was took some design classes and Jasper knew a few people from the Science and Technology camps where he volunteered. But all in all it would probably be less than fifty people, if we were lucky.

The next ten days were a blur of final fittings, tastings and emotional outbursts. But the day had finally arrived. The night before we had a dinner with our small family circle, which included Mr. and Mrs. Carlisle Cullen. Carlisle actually had a tan and looked almost ten years younger. Esme was practically glowing. I teased her that maybe a baby was made in Portugal and she only smiled and held up crossed fingers.

That would be so romantic to consummate your wedding night by creating a baby. But I hoped that didn't happen to Jasper and I. I wasn't ready for kids- yet. I had so much other stuff I wanted to do before we had kids. Finish school, travel and open a design studio. There was no way I could juggle motherhood too. Jasper agreed with me but said when the time came he wanted "a house full". I was going to be sure we got a small house.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror and tried to keep my emotions under control. Rose had done a kick ass job on my make-up and I didn't want to ruin it before Jasper had a chance to see me.

"You look- there are no words- Alice. You're beautiful," Bella choked out.

"A fucking goddess," Rosalie chimed in.

"Rose- we're in a church-," I chided her. "Thank you," I smiled.

I continued to stare at my reflection in the mirror and I admit I felt like a goddess in the ivory, Balenciaga strapless gown. The dress had a sweetheart neckline and intricate beading along the bust line. It was fitted through the bodice and tufted in different spots along the length of the dress. It had a very Victorian feel.

Rose and Bella complimented my look with gorgeous, chocolate dresses with side shoulder straps. There were tiny pink beads under their bust line. The three of us looked like something out of a fairytale.

We left the small room next to the sanctuary and prepared to make our entrance. Bella led the procession, followed by Rose. Once the wedding march started, I took a deep breath and started down the aisle.

As I took calculated steps down the aisle towards my future I couldn't help but reminisce about my past. I wondered where my parents were and how my baby sister looked when she went to prom or if she even went to prom. I thought about James and how young and naive I was to think I was in love with him. I thought about Bella and Rose and how they had become my family. My sisters. We had been through so much together and our bond to each other remained unbreakable. I thought about how for two years, I lived a life that I could no longer speak of- a life people wrote about in Hollywood screenplays. A life I never wanted but one that I wouldn't have changed for anything because my life didn't really mean anything until I met him.

As I reached the half way point down the aisle, I smiled at Jasper and was suddenly thankful he put his foot down about the white tuxedo. He looked so dashing in his traditional tux and tails. He stared at me with a glazed over expression and I halted my steps.

Jasper

I took a deep breath as I watched my angel float down the aisle towards me. So many emotions coursed through my body, I felt as if I would pass out from the sheer enormity of it all.

"Dude, you look like you're going to faint," Emmett stage whispered.

Edward placed a steadying hand on my shoulder or so I thought before he shoved me.

"Go-," he said between clenched teeth. I looked at him puzzled when I realized Alice had stopped walking down the aisle.

It was her idea that I meet her down the aisle. She said it would symbolize our marriage: meeting each other halfway.

I nearly tripped as I sprinted down the aisle towards her. I noticed she tried to stifle her giggle, Emmett not so much. His loud guffaw echoed through the tiny church.

I stood in front of her and almost lost the ability to move or speak. I simply extended my hand and allowed her to place her small palm against mine. She was trembling. I clasped our fingers together and stood beside her.

"You are a vision, Mary Alice, an absolute vision," I whispered in her ear.

"Thank you," she whispered as we started down the aisle.

The ceremony began and the minister informed the small group that had gathered of our intent to say our own vows. My heart raced in my chest and I wondered if I'd be able to pull it off without completely falling apart.

Alice and I turned to face each other and I quickly stuffed my sweaty, shaking hands in my pockets. I had to ground myself in some way before I grabbed her and crushed her to my body. I was aching for her touch. Although we hadn't had sex in ten days, my need for her was more than physical. I needed her like I needed air.

"Deep breaths buddy," Edward whispered behind me.

I swallowed and breathed in and out slowly through my nose. I cleared my throat and removed my hands from my pockets and gently grabbed her outstretched fingers.

"Alice. My sweet, darlin' Alice. You are to me, Eve personified, every definition of a woman. You're equal parts beauty and brains. You tempt me, uplift me and love me despite my faults. I stand here today honored to become your husband. I promise to always remain faithful and love you with every fiber of my being. I will truly love you for eternity Alice, because even after our bodies leave this Earth, I'll be waiting for you on the other side to finish what we started in this life,"

I could feel the tears in my eyes put I was unable to pull my hands away from hers, so I allowed them to fall freely.

"Oh, Jasper, Jasper," she launched herself at me and cried. I held her tightly before Rose hissed something about her make-up being ruined.

"Sorry, Rose," she muttered as she dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief Bella provided. She then dabbed at my eyes with the handkerchief, which caused more laughter from Emmett.

"Jasper, my love, my heart. You make every day one worth celebrating. Your unconditional love gives me wings and I feel like nothing is impossible as long as we're together. I promise to always love you and be faithful to only you. I am proud to become your wife and I would follow you to the ends of the Earth," she declared and my heart swelled.

The minister asked if we would take each other as lawfully wedded husband and wife and after we both gave an enthusiastic "yes", we exchanged rings and he told me to kiss my bride. I nearly forgot we were in a church. I grabbed her tightly around the waist and dipped her backwards. I kissed a trail up her exposed neck and then I kissed her lips softly before I pulled her bottom lip in between mine and gently suckled. I deepened the kiss but didn't get too far before the minister cleared his throat.

"Wow," Emmett chuckled.

"Sorry," I mouthed to the minister. I righted Alice to a standing position but her legs were a little shaky. Her lips were swollen and her eyes slightly hooded. I quickly focused my attention on the minister before I pitched a tent in the Lord's house.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Jasper Whitlock!"

All of our friends cheered around us and Alice squealed loudly. I hugged her tightly as we made our way down the aisle followed by Bella and Edward, Rosalie and Emmett and Carlisle and Esme.

I couldn't believe I was a married man. I glanced down at the solid platinum band on my left finger and smiled. I had to be the luckiest son-of-a-bitch on Earth. I pulled my wife closer to my side and planted a kiss on her lips, which earned me one of my favorite squeals followed by a round of giggling.

"Mrs. Whitlock, how are you this fine afternoon? Mrs. Whitlock, would you like to go out for dinner with me? Mrs. Whitlock, I love you," I teased as I hugged her tightly.

"You like the way that sounds, huh?" she beamed.

I nodded unable to keep the big shit-eating grin off my face.

"So do I," she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me fiercely. "I love you so much Jasper," she said breathlessly.

"I love you too, darlin', always," I promised.

The only day I could ever imagine rivaling our wedding day would probably be the birth of our first child. Because our wedding day was hands down the best day of my entire life; I'd overcome the shame of my past with the help of the most amazing woman in the world by my side. She never judged or penalized me. She loved me unconditionally and I planned on spending the rest of my life showering her with all the love and affection she deserved -even if it meant sleeping in a bed with a heaping pile of purple pillows.

End Notes- Love and Marriage! How beyootifull! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this chapter! Rose and Emmett are up next!