I'm sorry for the small delay with this one! Hopefully the size makes up for it? :)

The next chapter will be the wedding, and after that there will be just one more. The epilogue. So, as much as I love this story, as close as I've grown to it, and all of the characters... all good things must come to an end. Right?

Thanks again to everyone that has been with this story from the beginning, and even for just the past few chapters! It's because of all the amazing reviews that I kept this story going for so long, so thank you all! Though I may not have responded to every review, I do read and appreciate them all. Thank you. :D

BPOV

Before I knew it, months upon months had passed - and tomorrow was the day of the wedding.

I was at Alice's place (I had pretty much all but moved in with Edward, so it was now considered to be her place) with her, Rosalie, and my mother. We were having a last minute bachelorette party, at everyone's insistence.

"Come on, Bella," Alice sighed. "Don't be a party pooper."

"I've already told you, I don't need a bachelorette party. I'm already getting more than enough - a new husband tomorrow. Who could ask for more?"

"Well you're having a party."

I pouted.

"Don't worry, sweetie," Renee smiled, giving me a comforting hug. "It's going to be fun. I promise."

"Yeah, this night is all about you!" Alice agreed, whipping out an outrageous party hat, similar to the one she wore at the New Year party. "It's going to be a bachelorette party Bella style."

"Really?" I asked, just a little bit suspicious about the whole thing.

They'd never really done anything like this before...

"So then... No uncomfortable dresses, going to fancy restaurants where I'm the center of attention, or male strippers wiggling their naughty bits in my face?"

"Nah. The strippers will come after you've gone to bed, and they'll be all ours," Rosalie said with a devilish smirk.

Renee shot her a disapproving glare, though I could tell she hated to do it.

She really hasn't ever been one for strict motherly rules.

I swear, she's more like a sister than a mom.

"Right," Alice giggled. "For you, we're going to spend the night doing everything that you want to do. Eat ice cream, watch movies, or just hang out and laugh at stupid stuff. And you can wear whatever the hell you want, with absolutely no complaints from me."

"Even my sweatpants?"

"Even your sweatpants."

"Oh, Alice!" I sobbed, tackling her with the biggest hug I could possibly give. "This is the nicest thing you've ever done for me..."

"I know," she laughed, grinning smugly. "Now go put on your sweatpants and we can get started on your night of fun!"

"Oh don't worry, I won't wear the sweatpants. I know it would drive you crazy."

"Bella, no. This night is about you, and everything that you want! Don't stop to think for just one moment what anyone else will think about what you do. You can worry about all of that after the honeymoon."

"But... are you sure? I mean, that sounds sort of selfish - "

"Bella, you are the most unselfish person I've ever met! You deserve at least one night like this. Enjoy it."

I blushed and shrugged my shoulders, not really willing to argue with her and ruin the evening.

Besides, this is incredible. I must be one of the luckiest people on this planet, with friends as amazing as this. I might as well relish the moment.

"Okay," I nodded. "But right after the honeymoon, I'm right back to caring about everybody's thoughts and feelings to my reactions, and I won't take no for an answer," I stated threateningly, pointing my finger at everyone strictly to help bring the point home.

"Deal," Alice giggled, shaking my hand to complete said deal.

"Now get those blasted sweatpants on!"

"Oh, no, really. I don't want to wear them."

She glared at me.

"Not because I know it would bug you, but because there's something else I'd rather wear!" I huffed. She smiled her approval, and sent me on my way.

I returned a few minutes later - wearing a pair of Edward's pajama pants, and one of his old Dartmouth t-shirts.

Everybody stared at me in amusement, not saying a single word.

EPOV

It was the day before the wedding, and I was at my place (well, me and Bella's place) with Emmett, Jasper, and Chief Swan.

My men of honor. The groomsmen. Whatever you'd like to call it.

Bella was quite surprised when I'd asked her father. I still don't know what she thinks my reason was for it.

And I'm not entirely sure that I know either. Maybe I just want to be on good terms with her father. Because, over these past few months, we had barely gotten past the awkward speaking terms stage. But hey, at least he hasn't caught me in any more embarrassing situations with his daughter.

But there was a problem with him being here tonight - Emmett wanted to throw me a bachelor party. And he's known to be quite... rowdy.

I just hope he doesn't do anything too crazy to ruin my somewhat-good reputation with the Chief.

Thankfully though, for the moment, he was being pretty low key.

Though he did bring one too many cases of beer...

"So, Eddie," he grinned, popping open a can. "Want another?"

"I'd rather not. Don't want to have a hang over at my wedding."

"Lighten up," he chuckled, rolling his eyes and nudging Jasper roughly. "I'm not telling you to get drunk, I'm just sayin' have a little fun! What's wrong with that?"

"Fine. I'll have another. But just one."

He threw one at me. I ducked out of the way just in the nick of time, as the can soared over my head and hit the wall - leaving a significant crack.

Charlie laughed at me.

What the hell...?

"Nice catch," he grinned, picking up a new can and getting up to hand it to me.

I cautiously took it from him, while mussing up my hair uncomfortably.

"Thanks," I muttered sarcastically, trying not to show my excitement at the fact that I was able to make him laugh.

"So I'm guessing he doesn't play football or baseball with you guys?" He chuckled, sitting back down.

"Hey, I can play baseball," I stated defensively, suddenly very worried about my manhood being in question before my soon to be father-in-law.

"He's right, Chief," Jasper defended. I shot him a thankful smile. He nodded in return. "He's actually quite good. The fastest out of all of us."

"Probably no faster than me," the Chief grinned, taking a swig from his can.

"Well, why don't we find out?" Emmett pitched in. "I just so happened to bring all of my gear, it's out in the Jeep."

I widened my eyes in disbelief.

He wouldn't...

"Oh yeah?" Charlie asked, his interest clearly growing. Emmett just nodded excitedly.

"We could play out in the backyard, there's more than enough room."

"But... we don't quite have enough players," I stuttered.

"Relax, man," Emmett laughed. "It's just a little game between friends. It doesn't have to be all filled with rules."

"What do you say?" Jasper asked, leaning forward a bit and gazing at me anxiously.

"Uh.... Sure. Sounds like fun?"

"Alright!" Emmett announced with a clap of the hands. "Let's play ball!"

BPOV

"So Bella," Alice said with a smile, leaning back against her seat. "What's next on your list?"

"Not more ice cream I hope," Rosalie sighed, placing a hand on her stomach. "I'm already going to have to run about a hundred miles to burn off all these calories."

"No more ice cream," I blushed.

"So then what?"

"Umm..." I looked at the clock, making sure it wasn't yet midnight.

10:30

Score!

"I'd like to see the groom."

Everyone laughed at that, causing my blush to grow darker.

"We were all waiting for that," Renee said with a sigh, giving me a hug. "Go to him, sweetheart."

"Really? You'll let me?"

"Of course!" Alice laughed, rolling her eyes. "I've said a thousand times now, this night is all about you, and what you want. And besides, it's not midnight yet. Spend whatever time you can with him before you'll be separated for half the day tomorrow!"

"Oh thank you, Alice! This night just keeps getting better and better!"

I got up and ran over to put my shoes on - only then noticing what I was wearing.

"Hmm... Maybe you should all come with me."

"But we're all in our pajamas," Rosalie stated with horror.

"Yeah, exactly. So if you come with me, I won't look as weird as I would if I took the trip alone."

"Then let's go, girls," Alice nodded, getting up and meeting me at the front door. Rosalie stayed in place, with an angry pout. "Come on, Rose. You know she'd do the same for us!"

"Fine," she huffed, getting up and dramatically strolling over to put on her shoes. "But if just one person laughs, I get to hurt them. Deal?"

"Deal," we all agreed.

We arrived about ten minutes later, Rosalie still wearing the angry pout.

I guess she's upset that she didn't get to kick anyone's ass on the way here.

We knocked on the door. There was no answer.

"Well, all of the lights are on," I muttered, peeking in to the window. "They must be home."

"Maybe they're all passed out drunk," Rosalie shrugged. We all turned to look at her. "What? Emmett said he was bringing some beer to, quote, lighten everybody up."

"Again?" Alice sighed, crossing her arms. "Well if our boys have hangovers tomorrow, I'm giving you full permission to kick all of their asses tomorrow, Rose."

We then heard a loud crack, followed by some cussing out in the backyard.

I'd know that voice anywhere.

"Edward!" I screeched, bolting out in the direction of the noise. Once I turned the corner of the house, reaching the backyard, I noticed something... strange. "Um... What's going on?"

Emmett, Charlie, and Jasper were all covered in dirt and mud, forming a circle, each wearing a baseball cap. They looked like the were hovering over something, or someone...

Edward!

They all turned to look at me when I spoke. Charlie looked like he was laughing.

"Bells! What are you doing here?" He asked, removing the cap and wiping his brow. "And... what are you wearing?"

I ran over and knelt down at the ground before Edward. He had a hand placed over his head, and was groaning slightly. I helped sit him up.

"What happened? Are you alright?"

He glanced over at me with confusion.

"Bella?" He looked me over, and smirked slightly. "You're wearing my clothes..."

I removed his hand from his head, and immediately winced. There was a very significant welt on his forehead.

"Oh, God...."

"It's nothing," he shrugged.

"I don't understand. What in the hell are you guys doing? I leave you alone for one night and this is what happens??"

He chuckled and removed his cap, running a hand through his hair and shrugging again.

"It's just a friendly game of baseball."

"Doesn't look so friendly to me," I frowned, gently placing my hand over his forehead, careful not to apply any pressure to it.

"It was an accident. I was catcher, and Charlie missed... I should have been wearing a helmet."

"Dad," I growled, turning to glare at him. He quickly wiped the smile from his face and looked down at his feet sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, Bells."

"If you should be blaming anyone, blame Emmett," Jasper stated, giving said player a pointed stare.

"Hey, what did I do?" He asked, holding his arms out defensively.

"You've been drinking all night," Edward chuckled. "Why any of us thought it would be a good idea to let you pitch is beyond me."

Alice came running over then, followed by Renee and Rosalie. She crouched down beside me and removed my hand from Edward's forehead and flinched.

"I don't think any amount of concealer is going to hide that baby," she sighed. Rosalie smacked Emmett in the back of the head.

"That's just great!" She hissed. "Now i'll be hearing everyone bitch about this for the next hundred years."

"Sorry, babe! It's not my fault the man can't catch."

"Well it wouldn't have happened if you'd made any attempt to hit the damn ball," Renee scolded, pointing a finger at Charlie.

"Hey, you didn't see how hard he pitched that thing. It would have split my bat in two!"

"Right, so it's better to have Edward's head split in two!"

"Everyone shut up!" I yelled. Everyone stopped and looked at me with surprise. "It was just an accident, so no amount of fighting is going to solve anything. Let's just forget it."

"Right. Sorry, Bella," Emmett muttered.

"Yeah, sorry," Charlie nodded. Rosalie and Renee simply gave me apologetic smiles.

Good enough.

"There. Now let's take care of this," I sighed, placing a very gentle kiss on Edward's forehead. He gave me that crooked grin and stood up, taking my hand to help pull me up with him.

"Have I mentioned yet how sexy it is, seeing you wearing my clothes?" He whispered, leaning in and wrapping his arms around my waist protectively.

"Hmmm, maybe," I hummed. "But I never get tired of hearing it."

"God, I can't wait for tomorrow," he growled, inching his face closer. "I'm going to make you mine... In every way imaginable."

"I love when you go all caveman on me," I shivered, quickly standing on my tip toes to press our lips together.

Everyone cheered and whistled behind us.

"Save it for tomorrow!" Emmett called out, which was followed by the distinct sound of Rosalie smacking him in the back of the head.

Tomorrow just can't come soon enough...