(Jasper p.o.v.)
I watched as Alice added the final touches to Bella wedding gown. She threaded the last bead and was finished. She stepped back to admire her creation. I mirrored her smile.
"Its beautiful Alice, I'm sure she'll love it."
"Thanks Jazz." She hung the dress up and put it on a hook on the wall.
"I'm so nervous." She flattened down her already perfect hair nervously.
"Don't be." I took her hands and held them in mine gently. "Everything will be perfect. She will be speechless – I guarantee it."
Alice looked up at me with raised eyebrows.
"She'll love it without your help mister." She said in a mockingly serious voice.
I grinned.
"That's my Alice."
Her eyes clouded and I waited patiently. She came back into the room and smiled her dazzling, shining smile.
"Three minutes, 14 seconds." She almost shouted in excitement.
She disappeared and I walked slowly to Edwards room where a newborn Bella was about to wake up.
She would be as Angela is now, as any newborn would be. A small part of me felt uneasy - it would be difficult to restrain two newborns in such a small area. Difficult, but not impossible. Angela had been awake for 6 days now and although she had understood what happened to her, she was struggling with bloodlust. The unyielding, never ending burning in her throat was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I had a feeling Angela would find it harder, nearing impossible, to sustain on animal blood than even I did. And it made her lash out. She wasn't happy about being babysat by Esme when we were fighting pointlessly for Bella's life, which was already lost.
I reached the staircase and looked down at the white banners, hundreds of flowers and streamers that should have been overwhelming, but were in perfect balance with each other.
The archway of flowers - under which Edward and Bella would take their vows - was just out of sight, so Bella wouldn't be able to see until she reached the bottom of the staircase, just like Alice had planned.
The image of Alice fluttering down the isle as my bride flashed into my mind. Our wedding day was one of the most perfect, joy-filled days of my life. We'd decided once was enough, but I could play the scene over and over in my mind forever.
"Jazz!" Alice called from upstairs. "Come on, it's almost time. One minutes!"
I ran up the stairs and was there within a second. I put my arm around Alice's waist and half pushed her behind my body.
"Everyone get back." I said, my preservation instincts kicking in.
Everyone but Edward gathered behind Emmett and I.
"Angela, stay in control. Don't hype her up about anything that's happened. Another crazed newborn is not what we need right now."
"ok." She said quietly.
"Don't worry, its nothing personal," I heard Esme whisper, "It's just how jasper is. He's just prioritising safety. He never lost it since his days in the confederacy." Esme mothered.
"5 seconds." Alice said. her voice was filled with tense excitement.
"4"
"3"
"2"
…
Bella opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.
"Edward." She said. Her eyes widened at her new voice."
"I'm here," he took her hand. I tensed, but for no reason. She simply squeezed back and sat up, looking wildly around the room at everything that was new to her senses.
It would happen any second now, the snap. I pushed Alice further behind me.
"Bella, how do you feel?" I asked.
"Weird. Good weird though, not bad weird."
Edward smiled.
"What about your throat? Are you thirsty?"
She evaluated her throat burn, finding it. "Ouch." She said.
I pulled my brows together. That was it. No explosion, no wildness, no desire for blood. I felt helpless. Once again the weakest. Although Angela was hooked on blood, she could let a few hours pass by without it bothering her.
"You're fine? No blood lust?"
"Just pain, maybe a little."
Carlisle let out an amused, intrigued laugh.
"It looks like we can go ahead after all with the erm… Edward, would you care to inform Miss Swan about our little surprise?"
Edward turned to a confused and slightly pissed off looking Bella. Everyone knew she hated surprised.
"Bella, love," He got down on one knee and took hold of her hand. "Will you marry me? Here, today?"
Bella gasped quietly before breaking out into a huge smile which lit up her new perfect face.
"Yes, yes, yes!" She jumped onto Edward.
"But first, I think we should go hunt, so you're not hurting." He held out his hand and she took it with a slight hesitation.
"I don't know…" She trailed off, looking uneasy.
"Don't worry, you'll get into it. It's mostly instincts anyway. Come on." He pulled her out of the door. "Alice could you help me please?"
"Sure." She sang back and skipped to where they were standing. "Bella, I'm going to cover your eyes. Don't attack me."
I listened to them slowly work their way down the stairs and run out into the forest.
"I'm going to make sure she's under control with Edward. We'll be back soon." I heard Alice say from outside.
I listened until I could no longer hear their footsteps to say;
"How is she so controlled? I don't understand?"
I wanted to unload everything I was thinking to Carlisle, but I felt a few questions at a time was enough.
"She was born to be a vampire. That's what Aro said." Carlisle responded. "Maybe it's just who she is. Maybe it's her power. Only time will tell though."
I nodded.
They were back within the hour, just as the sun was setting behind the thinning clouds. Alice rushed Bella straight to our room to get her into her dress.
We arranged ourselves in the little chapel we had set up in our home, waiting for Bella to walk down the stairs to the music Rosalie had begun paying on the piano.
We heard her approaching the top of the staircase and begin to descend slowly. As she came into full view of the room, she gasped.
I was shocked too as I looked at her properly for the first time, rather than analyzing the threat she was. Her skin was paler, but it wasn't a drastic change from her human skin, so it wasn't as much a shock as the rest of her.
Her eyes, blood red, I had seen them so many times, on so many faces, they only ever held one thing, but hers were different. They held something I had never seen before in them – love.
Her lips were fuller, more balanced. They were a darker shade to her old ones, which only contrasted with her white skin more.
Her face was a different shape too. It had lost some of its sharpness, yet was perfect angular at the same time.
Her hair was longer, thicker, bolder. It shimmered down to her waist in soft curls.
Her body was curvier. The scar on her wrist remained, but all other blemished were gone. Her strong, smooth limbs carried her eloquently down the isle. She was a perfect vampire and was certainly as beautiful as Esme and Alice – although, Alice would always be the most beautiful in my eyes – to a human, she wouldn't be far off a goddess.
She reached the alter in no time at all and smiled at Edward, who grinned back. If they could cry, I swear they both would have been by now.
"We are gathered here today…"
Emmett attempted to keep a straight face, but laughed through the vows. We all joined in. I'm sure Bella would be loving this. A quiet, simple wedding, Emmett being the vicar must have felt like one big joke to her, but she was happy. And she made Edward and Alice and the rest of our family happy. And I decided if that meant that I had to be the weakest again, I'd gladly to it for the happiness of my sister.
"Do you, Isabella Swan, take Edward Cullen to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer, etcetera, etcetera, blah, blah, blah."
Everyone laughed.
"I do." Bella giggled.
"Edward, same question, named reversed."
"I do." He chuckled.
"Well then, I now officially pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."
They leaned in and their lips met, sealing their lives and our happiness together, forever.
Well that's it. It took me nearly a whole year to write, but I'm proud I finished it.
If I can be bothered, I'll write an epilogue, but if not, I hope you enjoyed reading. I don't think I'll write anything this long again. Message me if you have any other story ideas I could write.
Ciao xxx