A/N: Updates should be regular now. Missed me? I hope so. Next chapter I think will be the wedding. Then a honeymoon. Then Bella being changed. Then who knows what will happen? :) My musical inspiration for this chapter: Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town by Pearl Jam. Yay!

Carlisle had taken the day off to help Esme, Renee, Charlie, and Phil finish all the last-minute preparations, giving all the kids a day to ourselves. Alice left her wedding binder in Esme's hands, trusting that everything would be perfect when we got home.

"So what are we doing today?" Emmett asked the room in general, fascinated by my yo-yo he stole. "I love this thing! Can I have it, Bella?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because I said so."

"Well aren't you just a dumb little fun-sucker."

I looked up from my book. "What do you want to do today, Emmett? You are the hardest to please, after all."

He seemed to ponder the thought for a moment. Suddenly he perked up considerably. "Let's go to Portland."

"Portland is four hours away," Edward said without looking up from his newest issue of Car and Driver.

"Please," Emmett snorted. "As if that's a concern when you're driving. I still say it's a good idea. Anybody wanna back me up, please?"

An astounding silence rang through the room. I turned a page of my book in unison with Edward; Alice went on painting her nails; Rosalie twirled a lock of her hair around her perfect, slender fingers, and Jasper tuned his guitar. Emmett stared at us all for a few minutes, finally growling and pouting.

"He's going to get his way no matter, so you all might as well give in now," Rosalie said dreamily, her eyes exploring the patterns in the ceiling.

"She makes a very good point," Jasper pointed out.

""How long with it take, Edward?" Alice asked, sighing. "Bella needs a full night sleep for tomorrow."

My stomach did a flip, and suddenly I didn't care about sitting in the car with five vampires for four hours—scratch that—two hours, the way Edward drives. My wedding was in less than twenty four hours, and I couldn't be more excited.



"Two hours, possibly two and a half," Edward replied noncommittally. "And what do you propose we do once we get there, Emmett?"

"Uh," Emmett said dumbly, "I dunno. I haven't gotten that far yet."

I sighed. We were all surely in for a long day.

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Alice and Jasper rode in Alice's car behind us, so Jasper wouldn't have to be so close to me. I had a feeling he was just as excited as I was about the next week's events. I was honestly becoming very tired of apologizing for my humanity in his presence.

"Bella, stop looking so sad," Edward said, squeezing my hand. "It's not your fault you're human."

"Yeah, but it's not Jasper's fault, either," I countered, biting my fingernail nervously.

He sighed.

"Well that was awkward. How about some music?" Rosalie suggested, thrusting her iPod cords at me.

I hooked it up for her, and she began browsing her vast selection. Finally, she settled on a playlist comprised of Collective Soul, Dishwalla, and other songs that made up my childhood. We knew all the words, of course, and I even saw Alice and Jasper singing along with us in the rear view mirror.

Apparently Edward slacked on his normal speed, because it took an unusual two hours and forty five minutes to reach Portland. He and Alice parked their cars, and we all took off down the street, looking for some way to spend our time.

Edward and Jasper turned into giddy schoolgirls when we passed a music store, and Alice and Rose had had their eyes on the mall since I woke up. Naturally, I went with the schoolgirls, and Emmett decided to play bag boy.

The music store was huge. Four baby grand pianos sat on a raised platform at the right window display, and several guitars adorned the left. The boys split to their respective sides, Edward dragging me with him to look at pianos.

"Bella, isn't it beautiful?!" he said happily. "I wonder how quickly we can sell my old one?"

I sighed, leaning against the aforementioned beauty. "Edward, you have a perfectly beautiful, magnificently tuned piano in your living room. And it looks just like this one. Why do you need a new one?"

He rolled his eyes. "You'd have to be a musician to get it, Bella. It's like falling in love. I think this might be the one." He sighed lovingly, smiling at the piano. He hugged it briefly, then turned back to me. "So, how quickly do you think it'll sell?"



Edward bought the piano, and it was scheduled to be delivered the day we returned from our honeymoon. Of course, Alice was thrilled at the concept of spending money, even if it wasn't for her benefit. I found it funny that she could be so excited about someone else buying things.

"You'd had that piano too long anyway. When did you get it, anyway, ninety five?"

"Yeah," he sighed. "I think so. God, it's beautiful, Alice. I can't wait for you to see it. Maybe we should name her. Should we name her?"

I rolled my eyes and held Edward's hand that was draped across my shoulder, a light breeze blowing against my face. Alice and Jasper swung their intertwined hands as they walked, and Emmett had his arm around Rosalie's waist.

"Hmm, let's name her…Sophie. I like that name," I proposed, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"I like that, too. Sophie, it is, then." He smiled down at me, his euphoria evident on his face. I didn't think I'd ever seen him this happy, not even when we had sex.

"I know what you're thinking," he said tauntingly.

"Actually, that's quite ironic," I shot back. "Ha ha."

"Bitch," he scoffed.

"Hey!" Alice snapped. "No fighting the day before the wedding. I have worked way too hard on this for either of your stubbornness to get in the way of all the perfection." She pointed a perfectly manicured finger at Edward. "Your vulgar language will not get in the way of the champagne glass candle centerpieces I so luckily found." She turned it on me. "And your horniness will not ruin that gorgeous dress I helped design for you, kay?"

We shook our heads helplessly. My cheeks were flaming.

"Okay, then. I'm glad we settled that. Now, where else should we go today? I feel like going to a park." Alice looked to us all for a reaction.

"Well, will the sun be making an appearance in the next few hours?" Jasper asked, kissing the top of her spiky head.

She went into her dazed stupor, and nearly stopped walking. Jasper picked her up, and carried her until she returned to us.

"Nope, we're good. Let's go!"

And so we did. Alice being Alice, she had a large blanket for us to sit upon under the shade of a large tree. I pulled out my sunglasses, and leaned against Edward with every intention of a short nap…



My dream was just like the one I had on my birthday. I was looking at myself in the mirror, but this time I didn't look like Gran. It was me, golden eyes gleaming and pale skin shimmering in the light over the meadow. A bleeding red sunset was behind me, and Edward was standing behind me, arms wrapped contently around my waist. We stood there, looking at our reflections, basking in the bright light, for a long time.

Finally, he let go long enough to spin me around and hold my equally stony body against his own. He proposed that we get back home, and I happily obliged once I caught the wicked gleam in his eyes. He grabbed my hand before murmuring softly, "Happy one-hundredth anniversary, Bella."

I was gently shaken awake by Edward's cold hands. "I thought you might like to see this. Rosalie got pushed in the pond, and there's about to be a really great shouting match."

I shook my head of sleep, and focused my sights on a very fearful-looking Emmett and sighed happily.

This was where I was meant to be.

A/N: Sorry if that sucks. I just remembered I have two books to read for English class in the next three weeks, so I'm in a bit of a hurry to get everything done. Review! :)