* I'm pretty sure that this is the last episode before the epilogue. (; I hope you guys like it. xx

(Bella's POV)

* Wedding Day…

"…and something blue!" Rosalie squealed and shoved me into the seat behind me. She grabbed my leg and slipped the butterfly clip into my hair. "You're almost done, Bella. Aren't you excited?"

I smiled shakily. And nervous. "Yes."

She giggled and reached for my dress, just as Susanne rushed into the room. "All right. The guys are making their way to the altar."

"Charlie? Is he here yet?" I asked, my legs trembling as I stood up, only to be pushed back down by Rose.

"Yes," Susanne replied, "he just came in, beside Carlisle." Her eyes sparkled when she spoke his name, and I couldn't have been more happy that Carlisle had found someone that was a sweet vampire.

Rosalie zipped open the cover of the dress and held it out to me. "Put your feet through," she ordered, still possessing that beautiful smile of hers.

Once I was dressed, Emmett came strolling in the door, looking handsome as ever in his tux. "Hello, my beautiful girls," he said, smirking. "Rosieeeee."

She giggled and ran over to him, tugging on his tie before kissing him roughly. "You look fucking hot, Em."

I smiled over at Susanne, who was wearing the same brides' maid dress as Rosalie, while Emmett and Rose continued to make out. "Do you think you'll be getting married to Carlisle?"

Susanne looked taken aback, stuttering and blushing at the same time. "I uh," she began, waving her hands, "I think it's too soon to tell. I mean, Carlisle has been through some tough things, and I hope the best I can do is mend his broken pieces back together before jumping into marriage."

"He loves you," I said, almost positive. "And you love him, I can tell."

She looked away, smiling. I realized that she and I were alike, even though she was a vampire and I was still human. "I do, Bella. I love him."

I giggled and looked at myself in the mirror, yet again. "Vampires must fall in love easily. Is that true?"

"Not always," Susanne replied. "You are right, though, in a sense. When we meet someone that we are drawn to, the pull cannot remain unsatisfied. You'll see when you become a vampire, Bella."

I didn't say anything. Jasper and I hadn't spoken about it that much, so I didn't know what to say.

"Do you not know when they'll change you?"

I nodded, biting my lip-gloss covered lip. "Jasper and I hadn't really spoken about it yet. It's kind of a touchy subject."

She nodded, too, just as Rosalie detached herself from Emmett. "All right, girls. We gotta get this show on the road."

Emmett walked up to me and said, "You're saving me a dance at the reception, beautiful," before walking out of the room.

I smiled and stepped down from the little stool I was hoisted up on, and took Rosalie's hand. "Let's go see my future hubby."

Resting my arm in the crook of Charlie's arm was kind of awkward. We were never up for that kind of father-daughter love thing. Yes, I loved my dad—Charlie—but neither of us ever really showed it.

"Even though you're marrying Jasper," he said quietly, right before the doors opened, "you're still my little girl."

I blushed, nodding, as I kissed his cheek.

The doors open and the first place I looked was the altar, in search of my beloved Jasper. The altar was empty, however, except for the priest with a small book in his hands.

"And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times, it's you, it's you: you make me sing. You're every line, you're every word, you're everything."

I looked to the side to see the love of my life sitting at a grand piano, dressed in a tux. His hair was neatly combed as if Carlisle had done his hair, and his voice was like… like…

He stood up, taking my hand. Jasper pulled me gently away from Carlisle, holding my hand quite delicately. He stared me straight in the eyes, ignoring everyone around us. "And I can't believe, oh that I'm your man! And I get to kiss you baby just because I can. Whatever comes our way, we'll see it through. And you know that's what our love can do."

Jazz took me into his arms and hugged me tightly, sighed deeply into my neck. "You look… you look magnificent, my love. I am at a loss for words."

My breath hitched and I giggled. "I could say the same thing, Jasper."

He slyly nibbled on my ear before saying, "I'll see you at the altar, my dear."

Charlie then came up beside me and linked his arm with mine. The traditional "Prince of Denmark's March" played, and tears started to fill my eyes as realization set in.

I was getting my fairytale. Here was my Prince Charming, waiting at the altar for me, as he saved me from my haunting past and abusive ex boyfriend, who was also his brother. It was so cliché, yet so original in so many ways. My heart was being slowly mended back together, and I realized that I would live again, in the arms of Jasper Hale.

"He's a good man," Charlie said, just so I could hear it. Jasper smirked, though, that mischievous smirk that let me know that he'd heard it, too. "And he's going to take good care of you, Bells. I love you."

Just as he was about to pass me off to Jasper, I looked at Charlie. "I love you, too, dad."

He smiled sadly as Jazz took my hand gracefully.

I honestly didn't pay much attention to the ceremony itself. I just wanted the part after the wedding, when I could call Jasper and I, "Mr. and Mrs. Jasper Hale."

I couldn't wait.

"Isabella Swan, do you take Jasper Hale…" The priest-guy's voice lingered in my head, but I didn't really hear what he was saying. I was starring at Jasper and his beautiful, golden eyes, when he began to laugh.

"Bella?" he asked, rubbing my hand softly. His eyes were red as if he wanted to cry, but couldn't because of the whole vampire issue.

"Oh, right," I said, turning bright red. "I do, yeah. I do."

Before I knew it, Jasper was saying, "I do," and he had me in his arms, kissing me before the priest could even tell him to kiss his bride.

Or as I liked to call myself: Mrs. Isabella Hale.

* Reception…

"You look more beautiful than I'd imagined," Jasper whispered, at our first dance. His eyes shimmered under the soft lights, and his hands caressed my body carefully yet hungrily. "I wish we could run away, even just for a few moments, right now."

I smiled and lifted his chin, kissing his lips delicately.

A flash went off, and I looked to the side to see Rosalie with a Nikon camera in her hand. "Oops," she giggled, hurrying back to Emmett.

"You never finished the song," I said quietly, resting my forehead against his. "You know, the one at the wedding."

He grinned. "I'm saving the rest for our honeymoon, my dear."

"You love torturing me," I replied jokingly. "I love you, Jasper. So much."

Jazz nodded and kissed me easily at first, before I slid my arms around his neck and twirled my fingers in his soft, blonde hair. "Fuck, Bella."

"'Fuck Bella' is right," I whispered, trying my best to be seductive. It didn't work out too well, because Jasper ended up laughing quietly. "I'm not good at that, am I?"

"You are good at everything you do, my beloved," he growled, nibbling softly on my neck. "And you smell delicious, by the way."

I wanted so badly to begin undressing him, but remembered that we were on the dance floor, in front of everybody. And, anyway, Emmett came up and demanded that Jasper hand "his little sis" over to him.

"I'll be waiting for you, Mrs. Hale," Jasper said with a wink, before kissing my hand and departing.

"Yep," Em said, "you're stuck with me now."

Laughing lightly, I let the sound of a fast-paced song fill my mind. I don't dance, I don't dance, I don't dance. "I specifically told Rosalie not to put fast songs on the playlist—"

Emmett chuckled and shook his head. "You don't have to." He quickly hoisted me up into the air and probably could've held me there with one finger if he wanted to. Nervously, I began begging, quietly, for him to put me down. "Hey guys!" Suddenly, Carlisle, Jasper, and Jacob hurried up to us, helping Em lift me into the air. They paraded around with me in their arms like I was a balloon, and it was effortless. Hey, maybe it was—I was eighteen and one hundred and twenty pounds.

Not to mention they were vampires (and one werewolf), anyway.

"I've got you, my love," Jasper assured me, pressing his cold lips to my hand. "I won't let you fall." He could sense my fear, and once he touched me, it all washed away.

Oh, the powers of a gorgeous empath.

*After…

Jasper had his hands on my waist and his lips on my neck as he pinned me against the wall, in the back room of the reception area. I knew we shouldn't have been doing it right then, but I didn't want him to stop. It felt too good.

And, not to mention that I'd wanted him since this morning.

Someone cleared their throat, and we both looked to the side to see Carlisle standing there, smiling softly. "Welcome to the family, Bella," he said sweetly. "It's nice to finally have you as a Hale."

Jasper's arm wrapped around my waist and he kissed my forehead. "I'll be helping Charlie and the guys clean up." He disappeared, leaving me with Carlisle.

"I know there's a reason you came here," I said, smirking at him.

He chuckled. "Have a seat, Bella."

I sat down beside him, nervously.

"Now that you're a part of our family," he began, "I would like to know what date you had in mind for your… changing. Unless, that is, you wouldn't like to become one of us."

I shook my head. "I definitely do wanna be one of you guys," I said, informally. "I have wanted to since I was with Edward."

Carlisle flinched a little, but remained composed.

"Probably before my birthday," I said firmly. "I don't want to be older than Jasper."

He nodded. "We'll speak about it at home, then?"

"Yeah, good idea." I smiled and stood up, following Carlisle back to the reception hall.

*At Home…

"Bella, please," Jasper pleaded, "don't do agree to anything you don't want to."

I smiled reassuringly at him. "Believe me, I won't."

He looked pained. "You, becoming one of us… it would change you, literally forever." Jasper took my hand. We were alone, outside of his house while everyone got settled inside.

"I know that," I said with a giggle. "I love you, Jasper. And I want to be with you… forever."

He didn't look so sure. "I would adore that, my Bella. I would love to hold you for an eternity. But this is your choice, and I want you to decide wisely."

Smiling, I kissed him roughly, just enough for him to want to take me, right there. Just when I felt his hands running down my hips, I pulled away and said, "I want to be like you, forever."

With him being speechless, I hurried up to the door and ran inside, with him right beside me.

This was my first FF story, and I'm sad to see it end, but I would like to start a new story, if you guys would like that. (;

However, I'm having a tough time choosing a couple and/or book/movie to base it off of. Since I think I did pretty well with Twilight, I was going to stick with it. In a review, please suggest which story/movie/show I should do, and pick a couple. If you want me to do a Twilight story, pick from these couples: Bella/Carlisle, Bella/Jasper, Alice/Jacob. (; I won't write Jalice, because I would like to save Jasper for myself or Bella. ;D So, get to reviewing, my lovelies! xx -Christina.