AN: Hey, I'm back, and hopefully I will remain back until I leave for Europe in three weeks. Until then, lets hope to get regular updates, I miss my writing time. Thanks to Dr. Numana for beta-ing this, I fear that you were subjected to more typos then most can stand, so I thank you. : ) Also, plz review for the news makes me very happy.

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Group Fights 4

Edward POV

Bella Swan. Bella Cullen.

Human. Vampire.

The love of my life, no matter how many other words that describe her change. I was pacing in my tux, half-listening to my family's thoughts. The first set of ideas I came across belonged to Esme. I'm so glad they're getting married. And that he is going to change Bella. I know he doesn't want to, but it will please Bella so much, it will be worth it. Esme could comfort you even if she didn't know that she was doing it. I skimmed over the other girl's thoughts. They were just thinking about how Bella needed to lighten up, and that she wouldn't do anything wrong. Silly Bella, like I would care even if she did.

Carlisle came out to tell me that it was time to go outside to the spot that Bella had chosen to get married. A few hundred feet behind our house was a stream, one that held a slight memory of the meadow with wildflowers in bloom all around it. I had asked if Bella wanted to get married in the meadow, but she said that the meadow was our place, and that she would be happier if no one else ever saw us there. So I agreed to have it here, and truth be told I loved the fact that Bella considered the meadow to be ours, and nobody else's. I liked the idea of something being ours and no one else's.

The bridesmaids walked down the aisle, and I half heard their mates' gasps of astonishment. Adrian's thoughts held so much shock at seeing Nia in a skirt that he was practically screaming in my head, but I was far too eager to be annoyed with him at the moment. Then Bella walked down the aisle, and I understood the other guys shock when their mates walked towards them. If they saw anything in the people they loved like what I saw in her, I'm surprised that they didn't run up to them—which was exactly what I felt the overwhelming urge to do—and embrace them right on the spot. In fact, I just barely managed not to.

Charlie was walking beside her, looking protective and nervous. I hardly noticed him, but then his thoughts caught my attention. She is getting married. I missed half her childhood, and now its over. She's going to be his now, not mine. I'll miss her. They got closer to me, and I was still captivated by her. Charlie still thought about loosing her, and I was a little bit distracted for a moment. He didn't know how right he was, I was taking her, and I wouldn't be giving her back. And yet, my selfishness would not allow me to return her to her friends, her family. Then she looked at me, blushing as ever, and I was again taken in by her.

As Bella came up the stairs of the altar, I thought over what I had chosen as my wedding vows. They weren't just vows, and I had spoken almost all of it to her one night a few months ago, but they were the closest I would ever be able to telling her how I felt with mere words. Bella stood in front of me now, and I instinctively grabbed her hands in mine. The priest spoke, but I only half heard his words. Finally, I was able to promise Bella all the things that I was capable to give, and show her how much I care for her. The priest quieted, and I nervously began to speak.

"Before you Bella, my world was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars—points of light and reason. … And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. I love you Bella, I love the beauty you bring into my world. I want you, and only you, for the rest of eternity. I promise to be yours for the rest of time, no matter what happens. I love you." Bella smiled wonderfully at me. I grinned back, trying not to laugh at her expression as it changed to nervous. She was worried that I wouldn't like whatever she had written.

"Edward, I love you so much and I'm not sure how I can express it. My world revolves around you, and nothing else. I promise you everything I have to give and all the love in my heart. For the rest of eternity, I am yours."

The priest said that I could kiss the bride, and I certainly did. Her lips felt amazing, and it was so easy to feel how much she loved me. For the first time since I fell in love with her, I felt no guilt for pulling her into my world. The way she stood there in my arms told me everything I needed to know. She wanted this, more then anything else she had wanted before. My thoughts on being what I was were irrelevant, because she didn't agree.

As soon as the kiss ended, the guilt returned to me. She didn't need to be a part of this damned existence. She saw the look on my face, and I knew that she recognized it.

"You're not reconsidering, are you?"

"Never love, unless you are." I hoped she was.

"Trading anything for eternity for you? My vows stand, for eternity."

"As do mine." I would do it. The guilt—that could always fade. But I knew that my Bella wanted this, and I had never been able to deny her anything for long. She would become one of us.

I smiled, determined that my problems wouldn't become Bella's. Not on this day, today was hers—her day to be happy. In following with this determination, I smiled and gave Bella a kiss. I could feel her worried smile as I leaned into her, but I ignored it. I could always play with what she remembered, and now some work was required.

After I made sure that she had totally forgotten my reluctance to damn her, I slipped away from her. But not much, far less then a hair's-breath. I didn't want to be away from her. In fact I wanted to be near, but the DJ had started playing the song for the dance of the groom and the bride, and I had to get us started. Bella would never volunteer to dance.

In spite of her unwillingness, she was beautiful on the dance floor. Every time she came close to tripping was endearing, every time I caught her elated me. I stepped aside as she danced with Charlie. They were both looking very nervous but then I was nervous too. There was a good chance Bella would fall, and I couldn't be there to catch her.

Sure enough, there was a good amount of clumsiness in the dance, and yet my wife looked perfect. Charlie's thoughts all rotated on the thought that Bella wasn't his anymore, that she was partially her own person and partially mine. She was mine—that was nice to hear from the man that still did not really trust me with his daughter's heart. Not that I was trustworthy.

As soon as the dance was over, I was with her again. We danced, and just kept dancing, song after song. Nia just smiled at us, shaking her hands at us in a "go on" fashion.

"Time to run," she mouthed. I understood, we had been here for nearly four hours, though I hadn't even noticed the passage of time.

Good byes didn't take long, just a few congratulations and promises that Bella and I would be back from our honeymoon soon. Then I slipped Bella into my Ashton Martin. We were just going to Vancouver for the weekend, but that would be enough. Bella had insisted on that, and I couldn't resist her wishes for long. I drove out of down the street slowly, for Charlie's sake, but as soon as we were out of sight, I started to push the car faster.

"In a hurry, Edward?"

"Just want to spend some time alone with you." She smiled as I pushed the car over 180.

"I'll let the speed limit rules slide for tonight," she murmured. I just laughed; I had been hoping she would say just that.