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Chapter 37

BPOV

Elizabeth left around 7:00, looking incredible. Edward had picked the perfect dress for his mother. She looked classy and sophisticated but still sexy. She didn't look old enough to have a 29 year old son, that's for sure.

After she left, I was thrust into the beauty chair while my dad got dressed in the guest room. They had just finished with my hair and makeup when the front door opened and in came my best friend.

"Em, what are you doing here. Didn't you need to pick up Rose to take her to the ball?"

"What type of best friend would I be if I wasn't here to take you to this shin dig?" He came over to me and gave me a gentle hug and a little tummy rub. "Alice and Jasper are picking up Rose as we speak. I have duties that I am assigned to perform, so I am here with you and your dad." He kissed me on the cheek then took a seat on the couch, laying his arms out against the back.

"Well, thank you for being here. You look very handsome."

"Thank you," he said with a bashful smile that showed his dimples, making him even more attractive.

"So, what type of 'duties' do you need to perform?"

"You know, your normal man of hon-"

"Emmett! Son, just what are you doing over there?" My father asked in a loud voice as he came out of the spare room.

I quickly turned my attention to the gruff voice, the one he uses when he is Police Chief Swan, on the other side of the room. "Wow, dad, you look great."

The previous, partial statement was soon forgotten do to Emmett's blush and my dad's appearance in the room.

We carried on in casual conversation when the doorbell rang again. It was 7:45, so I was hoping that it was my dress. After Emmett answered the door, he walked into the living room with another velvet box and a note on top.

He sauntered over to me and I took the note from his hands and opened it cautiously.

My dearest Bella,

I have waited for you all of my life. I want tonight to be proof of my eternal love for you.

Your fairy godmother and your coachman have already arrived. A wave of a wand and your dress will appear. Unlike Cinderella, you are already my queen. Your crown is in the box.

I love you and will see you at the end of the aisle.

Forever yours,

Edward

I just couldn't hold back the tears and was glad that the makeup person hadn't left yet.

Emmett lifted the top of the box and tilted it to show me a beautiful diamond tiara.

"Wow. My man sure knows his way around accessories." Emmett let out a low whistle. "Bell, have you considered how much he is going to spoil a daughter, if that is what you end up having?"

"Oh, Em, I don't even want to think about it. I can't believe he has done all of this."

"Believe me, this is just the tip of the iceberg."

Just as I was about to respond, the doorbell rang again and my dad yelled, "Bella, it's here."

My dress had finally arrived and I must confess that I was completely nervous.

My father gently took the large white bag upstairs and we followed him closely. The suspense was killing me.

"Okay, Dad and Em, go downstairs while the ladies help me get into this dress."

"Sure. Yell if you need us."

I stood there in the middle of the bedroom afraid to walk over to the bag that was hanging on the back of the closet door.

"Would you like me to do the honors?" Claire, who had done my hair asked.

"Yes, please." I took a deep breath. "I don't know why, but something is telling me that the dress that is in that bag is more than just a ball gown. Deep down, there just seems to be more to it."

She slowly pulled down on the zipper and I saw slight flashes of red and white.

I could understand the white since it was a black and white ball, but what was red that I caught glimpses of?

When they pulled the bag off of the dress I gasped in surprise.

It was breathtaking. Cinderella had nothing on me, that's for sure.

The dress was strapless, white and blood red. The majority of the front was white with the last few inches of the skirt red, and the bodice was white in the front with red sides that wrapped around the back and flowed into a long red train that tied into the red on the hem of the skirt. There was some accent beading and sequins that gave it just the right amount of sparkle.

"Wow. I have never seen anything like it."

"How about we get you into it and see if anything needs adjusted." Mary, the seamstress suggested.

I dashed into the bathroom and quickly changed into the white lace underwear and bra that Edward had picked out. Upon returning to the bedroom, gently and carefully, we put on my dress without messing up my hair or makeup. After I was all buttoned in, Mary started working on the bustle in the back so that the train could be pulled up and wouldn't be stepped on, while Claire placed the tiara in my hair and put a few final touches on my hair and makeup.

I truly felt like a princess and Edward was completely right, he knew my measurements perfectly.

As I stood there, looking in the mirror at myself, my father and Emmett entered the room and their jaws dropped. I could see their reflections in the glass and was excited.

"You look beautiful, Bella." My father wiped at his eyes, and Emmett nodded his head in agreement.

"Thank you. I feel beautiful." I took one last look in the mirror. "So, can we go now? I really want to see my husband."

My dad looked at his watch. "Yep, the pumpkin carriage should have arrived."

"There better not be one outside. I think that would be taking this Cinderella and the ball thing a little too far."

Emmett laughed then said, "Just you wait."

I gave him a look, but he scurried down the steps quicker than I could question him on the comment.

After taking one last look in the mirror, I left the security of my bedroom and headed to the front door, where my father and best friend were waiting for me.

I took the steps cautiously, not wanting to fall.

The limo was white, and not just a plain white, it had an opal cast to it which made it twinkle under the street light.

I sat in the seat by myself so my dress wouldn't get crushed, and Emmett and my dad sat opposite of me. They both sat there with goofy grins on their faces. Emmett had been texting, but I didn't know with whom.

"So, guys, what are you hiding from me?"

"Us? Nothing. Whatever gave you that idea?" Emmett pleaded.

I didn't believe him. They were up to something. It was then that I noticed their matching tuxes, ties and cummerbunds. I didn't say anything or point out what I noticed. They would just deny it anyways.

o ~ O ~ o

As soon as we arrived at the hospital, the door for the limo was opened and we were shown inside. Emmett and my dad never left my side and we walked arm in arm.

Just outside the ballroom, at the top of the stairs, I was greeted by Uncle Quil, Paul, Jasper, Jake and Carlisle. They were all in tuxes that matched my father and Emmett.

"Gentlemen, you all look especially handsome this evening, but I have to ask . . . why do you all match?"

"Bella, you ask too many questions. Just go with it." Emmett laughed as he shook his head and looked around, purposely avoiding my eyes.

My dad pulled me slightly aside and had a serious look on his face. "Isabella, you have been a joy to raise. I am so proud of you."

I cocked my head to the side slightly. "Dad. What is all of this about?"

"You'll see in just a few minutes."

"Charlie, Bella, it's time," Carlisle stated.

"Time? Time for what?" I asked, confused.

Emmett started messing with the bustle of my dress.

"Em, what are you doing to my dress?"

"Letting it down for your grand entrance. It's part of my job."

Carlisle and Jasper were at the top of the stairs when my father started to lead me over to them, with Paul and Jake standing next to them. Emmett was still behind me, fluffing up my train. I was surrounded by my guys and it made me smile. The only two men in my life that weren't right next to me were my husband and father-in-law.

"If I wasn't already questioning what was going on, with the way that you guys are acting, I would think that I was getting married or something." I looked to my dad and he had a shit eating grin on his face. "Charlie?"

Charlie leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Well, kiddo, if it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it probably is a duck."

The room below went silent, catching my attention.

I also became aware of a piano playing near the front of the room. My dad stuck out his arm for me to take and I did so willingly. I needed something to hold on to.

Carlisle and Jasper started down the grand staircase and when they were halfway down, Paul and Jake followed behind them, then my Uncle Quil.

"I'm up, man-of-honor next."

"Man-of-honor? Em?"

He turned and looked at me, and just as he took a step towards the steps, he winked at me then said, "Yeah, I'm the man-of-honor and proud of it. Who else would you have stand up for you?"

"Wait!" I stepped forward, grabbed him around the waist and pressed my forehead to his chest. "I love you Em. You are my best friend in the whole world."

"I love you too. Let's get you down there. Someone is losing his patience."

Emmett started down the stairs and the music changed. My dad once again held out his arm to me and smiled.

We slowly walked over to the stairs and I took a moment to look out to the crowd below. There were hundreds of people watching me and my father, which caused me to blush.

As we descended the stairs, I looked out into the crowd and made eye contact with a lot of friendly faces, but as soon as I found the one that I most wanted to see, I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

Edward stood in all of his gorgeous glory at the end of the long white runner with his hands clasped in front of his waist. He was in a black tux and had the same blood red color tie and vest as my dress. His smile became larger the closer I got, and if I'm being honest, so did mine.

When we reached him, my father gave me a kiss on the cheek and placed my hand in Edwards.

"Hi."

"Hi. I missed you," Edward said.

"I missed you too. This is probably obvious, but what exactly are we doing?" I whispered to my husband.

"We're having the wedding you deserve. You look beautiful."

"Thank you . . . for everything. I love you so much."

"That's why we are here."

Our conversation was put to a stop by a minister starting the ceremony, and before long, he was pronouncing us husband and wife, again. He kissed me passionately and I didn't want it to stop.

Before we walked down the aisle, Edward took the microphone.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming tonight and allowing me these few minutes to marry my wife in front of our family and friends. Dinner will be served in a few minutes, so please make your way to the tables. After dinner, the special entertainment for the evening will begin. I have lined up some well known artists to perform for you this evening, so I hope you enjoy yourself . . . Thank you for coming and spending this special night with us. Proceeds from tonight's ticket sales will be benefitting the hospital's Neonatal unit."

Edward grasped my hand and gently pulled it to his lips to place a kiss on it.

We walked down the aisle hand in hand, he guided me off to a side room, followed by our parents and wedding party.

Once in the room, I received hugs from everyone and thanked all of them. Emmett took his man-of-honor job seriously and once again fixed the train of my dress. I must admit, he was great at pulling it back up into the bustle.

Gradually, everyone exited the room, leaving Edward and I, and our parents.

"Am I the only one that didn't know what was going on tonight?" I asked as I made eye contact with all of them.

"I'm the only one that knew all of the details. Mom thought something was up and I only confessed everything to Charlie when he called me while you were putting your dress on." Edward picked up both of my hands and brought them to his lips. "You aren't mad, are you?"

"Mad? How could I be mad with this? Edward . . . I love you so much." I threw myself into his arms and attached my lips to his in a very passionate kiss, trying to convey just how much I loved him.

Ed, Elizabeth and Charlie must have left the room because when we broke apart, we were alone.

"I can't wait until we get home so I can show you just how much this means to me." I had a hard time not breaking into tears at the enormity of the statement of love that he showed me this evening. "You know, you didn't have to go to this extreme to prove your love to me. After the last few months, I've already been shown how you feel about me just by the simple things you do for me."

"I wanted to. I can't tell you enough of how much you mean to me." We kissed a little bit more and then left the room to join the others for dinner.

o ~ O ~ o

Dinner passed quickly and when I look back, I couldn't even remember what I had eaten because I was too focused on the wonderful man beside me who kept whispering sweet nothings to me every chance he got.

Occasionally our little bubble got interrupted by some of Edwards patients. I wasn't aware that many of his big name clients were coming, or I would have been a little more prepared when John Travolta and his wife, Kelly, walked up to me and gave me a hug and warm words of congratulations. I will confess that I may have acted a little like a fan girl and stuttered through the introductions and conversation.

When dinner was finished Edward walked me up to the podium with him for him to address the room.

"Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. Thank you for joining us. This evening is about many things, but mostly about celebrations. We have been able to celebrate the generous contributions that we are able to make to the Pediatrics department, the starting of a new year, and spending time with those we care about. Tonight, to join our celebration, I have a special surprise for all of you in the form of our musical entertainment. Throughout the remainder of the evening, you will have the privilege to be entertained by Katy Perry, Usher, Jordin Sparks and spinning tunes in between is DJ A.M. I also want to take the opportunity to tank a great friend of mine, John Travolta, for voluntarily bringing all of the performers here in his plane. John, thank you for all of your help."

Edward waited for the applause to stop, then continued, "Please enjoy your evening."

He turned to me and took my hands, guiding me off to a quiet corner where we kissed for a few minutes until I got a great idea.

"Edward, hold that thought. I'll be right back."

o ~ O ~ o

A/N: Thank you for reading.