Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Although, I now do own the book on CD, But don't go running to the book store to get it. It is no longer in print and I got it from the borders web site. That was after I spent two months looking for it.

Authors Note: Well, here is chapter seven. Hope you enjoy. Oh and look for my next few fics. It's about the other two Cullen couples. Esme and Carlisle, Rosalie and Emmett. I hope these are to your liking when posted. Another story to see is a semi cross over. It only touches on both the Underworld movies. Okay in truth it only touches on Selene and Michael. You'll see what I mean.

Its

So

Magical

By: Alunamai

Chapter 7

(Alice POV)

Two days away! Its two days away! I can't believe it. My Jasper and I are getting married. After ten long years we are getting married.

Rosalie has decided not to participate and that means her beloved Emmett will not be in attendance. So, I have decided to have Esme as my matron of honor (for she is married) and Jasper has chosen Edward as his best man. Carlisle has agreed to walk me down the aisle.

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The other day I was coming down the stairs and what met my ears was quite unusual. I heard Edward playing his piano for his Bella. I didn't even know she was here. But what was unusual… was it wasn't her lullaby, it was Christmas carols.

The one song he played I had heard before. I believe it was about half a century ago when I sat in that shack in Chicago and Jasper sat there holding me and he sung to me.

"Yes, Alice?" Edward asked with out looking up. HE continued the piece he was working on.

"Nothing, I was just listening. Is that…"

"Holy Night. Yes, yes it is." He stated.

"That's what I thought."

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Now back to the story at hand.

"Alice, dear, we have some things to finish before tomorrow." Esme came bustling in to my room.

"Hm, and what is that!" I said absently, as I stared out the window.

"Things dear. Trust me when I say we have some things to do and a couple to trick in to attending. Come along, dear."

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(Jasper POV)

"A hunting trip? Now? Do we not remember what happened two weeks ago?" I asked Carlisle in disbelieve. This was a crazy diet, which in turn, is starting to drive me crazy. But, I do abide by the rules… just for my Alice.

"I do." Edward stated. "Thank God that man was a vagabond. No one knew him and he was going there to freeze him self to death anyways. Don't you just love the freezing areas of Canada?"

"Sarcasm is not needed at this point, Edward." Carlisle stated.

But of course, as I have only told Alice about ten thousand times before, I still believe Carlisle is just a very crazy, senile, 300 something year old vampire. I mean who in their right mind drinks the blood of anima…

That was why I left Maria and her coven. I couldn't stand taking human lives. But in truth, that's what we are. We are supposed to drink human blood. It's really not in our nature to refuse human blood. Unless you're Carlisle Cullen. Then you can play doctor for the rest of eternity and drink the blood of animals.

"No, let him be sarcastic. It's what his power is good for."

"Yeah, and all your power is good for is crowd control."

"Boys, please stop bickering. It is quite annoying."

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(Alice POV)

"Now what are we doing?" I asked as Esme drove towards town.

"Getting Rosalie and Emmett."

"But…"

"Not to stand up, but to at least attend. They are still a part of this… coven."

"Family. We are a family. We are nothing like a coven. We are more like family. I don't like the word coven. Makes me feel like a monster, with that word."

"I'm sorry dear." Esme stated as we exited Juniper Valley and drove through forest area. "We are more family that anything else, your right."

We turned down a dirt road and went down about two miles until we came to a dirt road. Which we turned on to and drove about another mile until we came to a small cottage. (Author: yeah I know it sounds like the first sentence)

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"NOTHING YOU SAY IS GOING TO GET ME TO GO!" Rosalie yelled as she slammed the door.

"I went to your wedding." I stated seethingly hoping that would get her to come.

"Only because you were standing up for it." She thrusted the door open. Her long blonde hair blew in the wind and her blackening eyes were piercing.

"Either way, I would have been there, Rosalie! That's what a family is for, to be there for one another."

"YOURE NOT FAMILY!" Rosalie spat. The thing with Rosalie is she has a hard time adjusting to anything new. And once the spot light is taken off of here she is very difficult to handle.

"Why are you acting like a spoiled child? You are older than that." Esme demanded.

"I am not going. Now good day!" she slammed the door a second time.

"We can't say we didn't try."

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(Jasper POV)

"Now, don't Esme or Alice, but we are going to try and talk Emmett and Rosalie in to attend…"

"She's already saying no. Alice and Esme are on their way home now. I suggest we do the same."

"Right."

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"Jazz?" I called as I entered our room.

"Yes, love?" he said as I neared the door of the closet to put my coat away. Not that I truthfully needed it, but we had to fit in with the rest of the town.

"Where are you?"

"Closet."

It's funny how or closet seems to be our hiding place from the world. Yes, we have our room, but we enjoy being in complete darkness and complete silence. Our closet offered the best of both worlds.

I walked in and closed the door, and sat beside him. I laid my head on his shoulder. We sat there for a moment alone with our thoughts.

"They'll be there." I said randomly. "Rosalie will come to her senses and they will be there."

"You now every thing, don't you?" Jasper joked.

"Not everything." I stated. "Soon we'll be Mr. and Mrs. Jasper…" I didn't know how to finish that for I didn't know what his last name was. I never asked him his last name. Even after ten years of being together, I never bothered asking.

"Jasper Whitlock Hale." He finished.

"Hale?" I asked.

"You and I both know that Rosalie and I look like twins. So naturally I took her last name.

"Good point." I said quietly. "Jazz?"

"Yes, love?" he laid his head on mine.

"I love you." I whispered.

He was quiet but I knew he loved me. It's like the saying goes. The best things in life are often unspoken.

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We were married December 24 and we partied all night long. It was a very lovely occasion. We will revel in it for years to come. But I will not marry Jasper three hundred times.

Authors note: Okay, this was really hard to write because I am hitting about twenty brick walls with this story. It is very irritating. I hope you liked it. Oh, if you have ideas please drop me a line. And another. I will have chapter eight up as soon as possible. It may take a couple of days but I will have it up soon. Thanks for all the reviews.