Still looking for the mafia wrap up, my computer sucked it up. I had no idea what I was doing, but I just sat down to write this yesterday. Of course the first thing I typed was, "Shit. Shit. Shit." But I couldn't work that in. Alas, editting!


"This is so ridiculously stupid," I complained.

"There's the cheery Bella we all know and love," Alice chirped with a grin.

I glared.

Rosalie grinned at my annoyance. "You know, it wouldn't kill you to smile a bit. You're getting married tomorrow!"

Not allowing myself to get distracted, I kept my eyes narrowed, "And it will be the happiest day of my life," I agreed, "but for the love of all things holy and not, why can't I be with Edward tonight?"

"Because bad luck will befall upon you!" Rose exclaimed.

She didn't back down from my glare.

"And I give a shit...why?"

Rose huffed while glancing at Alice who was quietly amused. "Okay, you know what Bella, I didn't want to have to do this, but the real reason a bride and groom aren't allowed to see each other before the wedding is so that the groom does not have a chance to back out from the wedding if he happens to find the bride unattractive or unappealing."

Accurate information from what I was sure the 1500's.

"Well damn. Better keep this ugly face away from Edward. Thanks for looking out for me," I retorted sarcastically.

Esme smiled sweetly at me. "Bella, sweetie, I've always lived by one motto in my life: always listen to Google. And if Google sends you to Wikipedia after you searched, "reasons why a bride and groom can't see each other before a wedding," then you better listen to the solid results you get!"

I fell back against my bed with a long sigh.

I muttered in irritation to myself, "Told Carlisle getting you an iPad was a bad idea. Said you'd Google everything, but he said noooooo, she'll be fine. It's those damn Angry Birds..."

"Ah," Rosalie grinned, as unfazed as the other two, "somehow I knew this was how Bella would handle her wedding. That's why we're friends really. If you started hyperventilating, I'd slap you, you know?"

I closed my eyes and groaned. "Try to leave that out of the toast tomorrow?"

"You're worried about my toast when you're allowing Emmett even within the near proximity of a microphone?" she wondered incredulously.

"Already thought of that. One of Edward's old soldiers, Private Reed, has the task of babysitting him.

The three women exchanged smiles. Rose beamed at me and fell on her back on the bed next to me. "God Bella, I can't believe you're getting married tomorrow."

My eyes closed as I let a giant smile overtake my face.

"I know," I whispered.

As of last month I was a college graduate, having finished my secondary education in the three years I had originally intended. Upon my graduation I was accepted into several psychology schools in Chicago where we would be moving in seven weeks. After much deliberation I decided that I wanted to pursue a career as a psychologist, a decision I had never felt more confident in.

For as much as I said I hated people, I truly wanted to do good in the world. And I over the years, I amended that statement to "I hate teenagers." I knew it would take years of work and study, but I was so ready to start this new chapter in my life that I couldn't even put it into words.

I was not the only one who had an exciting career in front of them. Edward graduated last spring from University of Milwaukee and had spent the past year working at the local police department and corresponding with Agent Booth. After working so successfully together to bring the mafia down, Booth had been after Edward for years to join the FBI.

Edward wanted it so bad. I watched him work so hard in school and I knew he wanted to be an agent, as he looked up to Booth so much. But Booth was stationed in Washington D.C. which Edward thought was too far for us to move. This all changed last winter when we received a phone call from Agent Booth.

Agent Booth had been reassigned to Chicago where he was to head up the Homicide Department for the FBI stationed there. And he wanted Edward in the department.

Edward had been traveling to D.C. occasionally over the past few months, preparing to start this new career at the end of August. The guy was so excited that I couldn't stop smiling whenever he started to talk about it.

We wanted to both be out of college and on track with our lives before we got married. And now, almost three years after my letter proposal (which was probably framed in our bedroom) we were getting married tomorrow on the cliffs of Lake Superior.

Esme was smiling at me when I opened my eyes. She clapped her hands together once. "Alright, come on ladies; let's get to our rooms for the night."

I pushed myself up with my elbows and stood to give her a hug. "Thank you for everything, mom," I whispered as she held me tightly.

Esme kissed the side of my head. "Love you Bella, no matter how weird of a bride you are."

I laughed as we released each other. Alice and Rose each gave me parting hugs and threatened me with bodily harm if I somehow smuggled Edward into my hotel room.

It wasn't long before I had dressed in my comfort clothes and was curled up on my bed. Jeans and a sweatshirt would always be comfortable and a style I would forever try to make popular amongst the entire world. My entire body was fluttering with anticipation as I paced the small space of the hotel room.

I was used to nerves and anxiety. Hell, I dated a solider for months and every time I went to pick him up or see him for the first time in a while, I felt these nerves. However, the closest I could compare the butterflies in my stomach to was the first time I ever saw Edward in the middle of the crowded airport.

My pacing stopped in front of the mirror, where my hands went up to mist my hair. The girl reflected back at me had bright brown eyes simmering with love and happiness and a smile ready to take on the world.

A knock on the door interrupted my quiet musings. I hustled over to the door and pulled the handle open. Edward stood on the other side of the door, standing in the hallway with a brilliant grin.

"Edward!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around him, unable to contain myself.

He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt a soft kiss buried in my hair before he whispered, "Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Somewhat," I replied, pulling back to grin at him.

Edward smiled. "So I can kidnap you?"

I raised my eyebrow as Edward lifted a blindfold into my view. I looked over my shoulder at the hotel room, remembering Rose's threats.

"Oh what the hell."

That is how I found myself blindfolded and being snuck out of the hotel, Edward going great lengths to avoid anyone and everyone we knew who was staying there.

"Where are we going?" I questioned after he set me down in the passenger seat of the truck.

"It's a surprise."

"I'm pretty sure you should tell me."

I heard Edward laugh. "And I'm pretty sure you aren't entirely sure how the whole kidnapping thing works."

I rolled my eyes. Then I realized he couldn't see me rolling my eyes and stuck my tongue out in his general direction. "Alright Mr. FBI, enlighten me. Where does one take a kidnapped victim?"

"Real sly there babe," Edward praised sarcastically as he started to drive.

I spent the rest of the ten minute or so of the drive pestering Edward with questions as to where we were going. In most other circumstances I would have just smacked him and took the damn blindfold off, but I wasn't willing to spoil his fun, and I was so far enjoying being kidnapped.

The road got bumpier after a little bit, ensuring more questions from me before the truck came to a stop.

"Wait here for a second," Edward commanded. I laughed as I heard him scurry out of the truck.

He opened the back doors of the cab three times before finally shutting both of them and opening up my door.

"Here we go, I gotcha," he whispered softly as he scooped me out of the seat and picked me up bridal style.

I nuzzled into his chest. "The blindfold?" I asked.

"Just hold on a second," Edward replied quietly.

In a few moments Edward had managed to take a very high step up somewhere before settling down on his knees with me still in his arms safely.

"Let me see your eyes, beautiful."

Gentle fingers released the fabric from my eyes and when my sight was returned to me I gasped softly. "Oh, Edward!"

My eyes were left staring at the more stars filling the night sky than I had ever seen in my life. I felt my eyes begin to water as I looked at Edward who was smiling tenderly at me.

"What are we doing?" I asked in barely above a whisper.

Edward looked down around us, causing me to follow his gaze. He had filled the bed of the truck full with literally dozens of blankets, comforters and quilts, along with about six pillows towards the cab.

"We are going to spend the night stargazing," he replied with a shy smile.

My hand lifted up to his cheek as I held his gaze. "I love you so much," I whispered.

"And I intend to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you," he whispered, his lips inches away from my own.

"That doesn't sound like a bad plan," I breathed.

He grinned crookedly and shook his head, "No it does not."

Our lips pressed against each other softly. The feeling of him filled me with such incredible love that I had to break away from him in a few moments because I could not contain my smile. He rested his forehead against mine and our eyes closed to savor the moment.

"This actually looks really comfortable," I praised after I felt a kiss on my forehead.

"It should; there are a shit ton of blankets here."

I raised an eyebrow at his complaining tone.

He looked at me sheepishly. "Because I love you a shit ton!"

"I would say nice save, but I don't even think I could muster enough sarcasm to make that appropriate," I laughed.

"And that's why I love you a shit ton!"

"We're going to sleep here all night?" I checked, excited by the idea.

From the looks of it we were quite a ways off the freeway to the point where I couldn't even hear cars or much of anything. There were woods behind where the truck was parked and a grassy field stretching out in front of us. There were no street lights or anything to dim the stars away.

Edward nodded in response to my question.

I grinned at him. "Perfect."

We got situated in the surprisingly comfortable truck bed. Our bodies stretched all the way to the end and were engulfed in layers upon layers of blankets. I ended up curled into Edward's side and using his arm as a pillow to gaze up at the stars.

"Rose will kill me for this," I told him without regret.

Edward replied in a sheepish voice, "Well...I'm not too sure about that."

I craned my neck up to face him. "What did you do?"

"I may or may not have convinced her to keep you in your room so I could pull off my kidnapping without you coming to find me."

At his confession, I couldn't stop laughing. On this, the eve of one of the most important nights of my life, I could not muster any sarcasm. I just felt such an incredible amount of joy flowing throughout my soul.

"Did she help plan this too?" I asked, gesturing around us to our setting.

Edward grinned proudly. "Nope, she has no idea where we are; this was all your husband."

My heart fluttered at his words. "Husband," I grinned nuzzling closer to him. I closed my eyes and let out a happy sigh.

I felt arms tighten around me. "Who are you and what have you done with my sarcastic, snarky snickerdoddle?"

I opened my eyes to see shining green ones gazing at me, mirroring the love I felt.

"Edward, I've never been so happy my entire life. It's just...there's just an incredible elation coursing through me...and I don't even know how to put into words how in love with you I am."

Edward pulled me close to him, burying his face in my hair. "Oh Bella, I love you so much that it hurts."

We spent the entire night together with nothing but the stars for light. We talked about everything and nothing for hours. We held each other close as if our lives depended on it. Finally after keeping our eyes open to see four shooting stars for each year that we'd been together, we fell asleep wrapped in each other's tight embrace.

When my eyes fluttered open in the morning I was momentarily confused. Edward had his arms wrapped protectively around me which was nothing new. It was the orange sun that was rising over the field that was the source of my confusion. Once the memories of the previous night came back to me, a smile crept upon my face.

I was getting married today!

There was not a second of the day where I didn't feel those anxious butterflies fluttering through my stomach. I couldn't keep the smile off my face as Edward and I loaded up the blankets (which had provided such a cushion, my back couldn't even tell I had slept in a truck) and drove back into downtown Duluth. When I looked over and saw Edward with a cheeky grin of my own, I had to kiss it.

Rose, Alice and Esme were all waiting in my hotel room where Edward left me with a tender kiss.

They all let out a breath of relief when I slipped into the room. I raised an eyebrow in question.

Esme clapped. "You got sleep! No bags under your eyes!"

Wooh! Living the dream!

I rolled my eyes. "We didn't exactly go clubbing!"

"Well what'd you do?" Alice asked curiously.

I told them the details of my night of stargazing and innocent love (we didn't want to make a mess in the blankets.) There were awes and squeals at the appropriate places as we ate breakfast.

We had just finished eating when Esme got a call from Carlisle. Apparently my baby brother, Christian wanted Doritos for breakfast, and boy did he want them bad. Esme excused herself and dutifully went to relieve her husband and reason with her three year old son. Rosalie followed her, having to grab her heels that she forgot.

Alice smiled softly at me after a moment of silence between the two of us. "I know I've told you this already, Bella, but I am so happy for you."

I grinned back at her, "You're next!"

Alice laughed as her eyes glanced down at her left hand. A gorgeous diamond ring had recently found its home on her fourth finger, a gift and a promise from Jasper.

Jasper had served one more tour with the Army the year after they returned. He served in Afghanistan for eight months before flying home with his troops. On that day when Jasper stepped off the plane, Alice didn't just get her solider back; she got him back on one knee with unashamed tears in his eyes.

They were having a New Year's Eve wedding in six months.

Alice continued to work with Esme, moving her way up in the business as Esme's wedding planning business only grew bigger and more famous. Now that Jasper was home he was working in recruiting for the Army instead of leading soldiers in deployment.

"But today is all about you," Alice grinned.

I shook my head. "No, it's not," I disagreed, "today is about love and family, something that I'm lucky to have."

Alice smiled at me and nodded silently in agreement.

The next few hours passed by in an array of dresses, makeup and hair styling. And then of course more make up because the tears ruined the first go.

Before I knew it, it was only half an hour before I would walk down the aisle to my love. We had arrived at the venue and I had been told that everything had been set up perfectly for the outdoor wedding that would take place at sunset. I took a few pictures with the photographer before I was rushing to the door leading outside.

I pushed the door open 90 degrees and knocked softly on it.

"Edward?" I called.

"I'm here," he replied. I swear my heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice.

"Are you ready?" I asked, noticing my shaking fingers clutching the paper in my hand.

"More than."

I reached out around the door, careful not to go in his view as we didn't want to see each other until I was walking down the asile and handed him the letter. In exchange he handed my own letter, lighting up my face.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened the envelope and pulled the letter out. Just before I was about to begin reading, I saw a hand held out to me from his side.

Blinking back tears, I reached my right hand out and entwined my fingers with his as I began to read.

Dearest Bella,

It always comes back to this, doesn't it? Pen and paper. It's where our relationship began and has always remained a special connection between us. It's something I love about us. And I was thinking, we should write letters to our children. You know? Before they're born even. I want them to know I love them as much as their mother.

It's our wedding day. Can you believe it? God, Bella, it feels like just yesterday I got your first letter. I know I say that all the time but it just is unconceivable to me that all of this time has passed by so fast. I wouldn't trade a minute of the life we've spent together and it's barely even started.

You're my world Bella. You are the light for my soul to follow. You are the reason for my being. I was put on this earth to love and cherish you all the days of my life. With you and only you, I have everything. You are my everything.

These past years since that first letter have been the most amazing time of my life. All of our time together is frozen in my mind; I can go back and relive it whenever I want. You have given all this to me. You have given me happiness. You have given me love.

In return, I promise I will love you forever. Until the end of the universe. Our love is powerful. Our love has survived vast distance and other trials. Our love is the best thing in the world and the greatest thing I have. I am who I am today because of you. You lift me higher than I ever thought possible. I love you more than life itself and I am forever yours.

Sincerely,
Sergeant Masen


When you're happy like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You gotta take it in

Oh this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life

Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life
A good, good life
Good Life, One Republic


There you have it folks. I was going to go all the way into their wedding, but I always find myself happy the chance to end something with those three words. Hope you enjoyed it!
(Thanks Pinterest for helping me plan not only my fake wedding, but Bella and Edward's) ((picture's on Twitter))

Thank you all for everything! Hope you enjoyed! (: