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The snowball fight, unlike I'd thought, turned out to be a thrill to watch. Though I couldn't see the snowballs it gave me a chance to watch Edward in action. The way his arms moved has he threw. I figured out that he liked to surprise. He'd aim for a completely different spot than from where his ball hit. Some might think this was a show of poor aim, but I knew Edward enough to know that it was no mistake. And just as Alice said, I didn't get hit once. I was all too happy sitting dry on the porch.

I looked up from my perch on the top of stairs to Alice. She stood still, watching the game and keeping score.

"Who's winning," I asked.

"Edward," she smiled.

"Of course."

She nodded her head, still smiling. From all that I'd heard, Edward never lost anything. So much different than me. I couldn't get through a game of Life with enough money to support my five children and my husband.

It was as if Edward completed me. Everything I was horrible at he was extraordinary at. The only thing I was best at was cooking, falling, tripping, finding trouble, and of course….blushing. I didn't exactly think that blushing was great. My face grew red as a beet at times that I wished it wouldn't. I couldn't get through one day without that humiliating tendency. I saw it as horrific and Edward saw it as endearing. Edward didn't have the proper senses for cooking: taste and smell. Of course he could do both things very well, but only when blood was concerned. That should frighten me, but I found that it didn't. I just seemed normal having been around the Cullens.

"By how many," I asked.

"Six," she replied.

"Who's going to win?"

"If I told you, you wouldn't watch," she said laughing.

She was wrong. If it had anything to do with Edward, I was there.

"Like I don't already know," I muttered quietly.

She looked down at me again, her grin much wider.

I turned when I felt someone plop down beside me. It was Edward.

"How's the show," he asked excitedly.

"Boring," I replied sarcastically.

"I bet so," he laughed.

"Come on Bella, you don't want to join?"

It was Emmett of course, followed closely by Jasper.

"I'm sure."

"Come on Bella," Jasper now took to begging to, "we won't hit you hard."

"They wouldn't Bella. I wouldn't let them."

I looked at Edward, my eyes pleading.

"Not a chance," he grinned. He wasn't about to help me out of this one. I was going to have to join the fight, I was horrified. More because I would get drenched then because I was playing with vampires, like I should be.

"Come inside everyone."

Carlisle stood at the door, no doubt having heard everything. I felt overjoyed by his presence, he was my savior.

"Come on Carlisle," Edward said turning to me, his smile huge, "Bella was just deciding to join."

"I doubt that very much," Esme said, coming from inside the house.

"Alright, we'll call it quits," said Emmett, shrugging his shoulders.

He was trying to make me feel bad, and I knew it.

"Emmett," I joked.

"Yes," he looked up at me.

"Maybe next time."

"You don't mean that," Jasper said, coming from behind me.

"I probably don't, but it's nice to say anyway."

"Yes, very kind of you Bella," he laughed.

"I know."

"What's inside that isn't out here," Emmett asked.

"A good deal of things," replied Esme, "come now."

Carlisle and Esme led us up the stairs and into Carlisle's office. We stood before his desk, waiting eagerly for what was coming next. I was anyway. The others were well at ease, like always. And once again, I felt out of place. As if I didn't belong here. And in many ways, more then I could count, I didn't. Edward grabbed my hand in his, and I remarked at how good it felt to know that he loved me. I looked at him from the corner of my eye to find him staring at me intently. I smiled up at him shyly and he smiled back. I slowly placed my head on his shoulder, so I wouldn't surprise him. He grew tense, but then relaxed. I was used to this, it happened every time I touched him.

His thirst for my blood was strong and it would always be. I was never safe around him, but regardless of that fact, I felt I was. He was my protector, my lover, my everything. My life grew exciting when I met him but also much more dangerous than I was used to. It just so happened that I welcomed the change warmly, being happy to be with Edward. Carlisle's voice brought me back to the present.

"Bella, could I speak with you for a moment?"

"Of course," I answered, confused.

Why would he need to speak with me alone? Couldn't he discuss anything up front of his family? Unless…. my heart beat grew frantic. What if it had to do with my humanity? I would happily give that up. Edward looked at me questioningly as he followed his family out of the office, no doubt wondering what had caused the change. He could hear everything, and I wish he couldn't. I stood across from Carlisle and Esme, and they smiled up at me warmly. I smiled back cautiously, still curious.

"Take a seat Bella," said Esme kindly.

I did as I was told, never taking my eyes off of them.

"As I'm certain you know, Emmett and Rosalie have decided to wed," said Carlisle.

My good mood drained quickly. This had nothing to do with what I thought it had.

"Yes," I gulped.

"Emmett would like you attend very much and so would we…."

"But," I said quietly.

His eyes changed, taking on a look that displayed anger and sadness.

"We weren't sure if you would feel comfortable."

"Because of Rosalie," I assumed.

Esme nodded grimly, all traces of happiness gone.

"Her attitude hasn't changed where you're concerned. Emmett is trying to sway her, to get her to good terms with you."

"We all have," Esme added.

"We have seen improvement, as have you I hope."

I raised my eyebrow.

"I suppose," I said.

"What we are trying to ask is for you to attend the wedding. We would be overjoyed to have you there."

"Of course I will," I said.

"Now is the time to discuss the guests," said Esme.

"The guest," I prompted.

"Yes, an interesting quarry no doubt," he said.

"Other…vampires."

"Yes. You will find, should you attend, that their diets are the same as ours. They do not hunt your kind."

I nodded.

"They are all of a good nature," said Esme, "they will find it interesting to meet you."

"They won't feel awkward," I asked, "they won't act like James?"

It grew silent, and I regretted asking.

"No, they will not," Carlisle replied, "if that were the case Alice would see it beforehand."

"Yes," I agreed.

"Will you come," asked Esme, somewhat hopefully.

"I would be happy to," I replied.

"Good, this is all settled, and very easily I might add," said Carlisle.

"Now, let's go downstairs with he others."

"Alright," I said.

I looked at them pleasantly, but inside I was frightened. After my experience with James, the idea of meeting other vampires left me cold. I was frightened. Edward would be with me, of course, and with him I would be safe. But still, the idea taunted me.

"She'll be safe," said Alice as we mounted the stairs.

I felt relieved to hear that, Alice was always right. And of course, I would not be harmed. That realization made me feel much better.

"So you're coming to my wedding," asked Emmett brightly.

"Mmm hmm," I nodded weakly.

"But you're afraid," asked Edward.

"Shouldn't I be?"

He smiled at me, making me feel much better.

"The first sign of fear I've seen," he said shaking his head.

I grimaced.

"Don't worry," he said, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck gently, as if his family wasn't standing in this very room. They didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, they just looked away from us and at each other.

"As long as you're with me, I won't," I whispered.

"You don't know how good it feels to know that."

"Actually," I paused, "I think I do."

And I found that despite everything, I did.

"Come on," he said, his eyes bright, "let's go for a ride."

"No," I groaned.

I could never get over Edward's driving. I knew that with him driving we would never wreck, but I always felt queasy when I rode with him. The fast turns didn't do to much for my stomach when I sat in the passenger seat. Well, they did a lot to my stomach, but nothing good.

"Scared you'll get hurt," he asked.

"No. Scared that I'll puke," I moaned, pulling back from him and sitting on the platform that held the piano.

"Don't be a wimp. If you can take my running, which I know you can, you can take my driving. Actually you do everyday."

"I know."

"I think Charlie likes that I get you home early," he laughed.

"He wouldn't if he knew about everything else."

He knew what I meant. If Charlie knew about the late night visits I received from Edward it would give him a heart attack.

"I suppose he wouldn't," he said grimly.

"Fine, I'll ride."

"Great," he said euphorically.

"How long will you be gone," asked Jasper.

I jerked around, forgetting that the rest of Edward's family were also in the room.

"They won't be gone long," Alice answered for us.

"No, we won't," Edward agreed.

"Besides, I won't last for more than an hour."

"I'll make sure that you do," Edward laughed.

"I hope not," I said shaking my head.