A/N: It's 3:33 AM and I am fuckin ti-red! Anyway, here is the long-awaited last chapter of Only As A Guest. There will be an epilogue to follow this, but this is where my 1-year-old story comes to an end. I'm so happy that I could share this with all of you, and I'm happy to know that you cared enough to soldier through this with me. This is my first FF and it has taught me a lot about myself as a writer, so it will always have a soft spot in my heart.

So sit back and please enjoy this. The epilogue will be up soon-ish.

No beta on this chapter (except for myself), so please excuse any errors you might see. Adrena is currently about to get married in Vegas, so that's where my motivation to write this chapter came from!:)

Thanks again.

The song listing for this chapter can be found in my profile, but most specifically, you'll want to hear Iron and Wine's "The Sea and the Rhythm." Dew it.

BPOV

One month later...

"Alice, I can't believe we were able to actually plan this wedding in one month. I mean, look at this place! It's fantastic," I said as I spun around in wonder, looking at the Cullen's back yard with impressed eyes.

Alice stood next to me in her copper bridesmaid's dress, looking beautiful as always. Her eagle eyes took in each detail, from the placement of the white folding chairs to the simple and elegant flower arrangements flanking the archway beneath which I would become Mrs. Edward Cullen in a matter of hours.

At that thought, my stomach took a nervous dip, causing me to way slightly. I clapped a hand over my stomach as the butterflies threatened to beat their way through my skin. Seeing this, Alice turned and swiftly lowered me into one of the chairs. "Bella! Oh my gosh, are you okay? Is the baby okay?" she asked with great concern.

I realized then how alarming my actions must have been for poor Alice. I felt bad. "Oh, no, I'm okay...we're okay. It just really hit me for the first time that I'm getting married today," I explained with a wave of my hand.

Alice's tense body relaxed and she smiled ruefully. "You're only now just realizing that? Why not when you tried on you wedding dress, or when you and Edward found a place to live?"

I rolled my eyes. "I have no idea, Alice. I'm just saying that I'm getting a teensy bit nervous here, and I'm hoping you will calm my ass down so I can walk down this aisle in a few hours and marry the man of my dreams and future father of my unborn child without puking my guts out!"

She laughed lightly and ran her hands in soothing circles on my back. "Oh, Bella, it'll be okay. Edward is so excited for today. It's quite sweet, really. Rosalie and Emmett have a bet going to see if he'll cry when you guys do your vows. He's saying no way, but Rose claims Emmett better cry weep with joy when she marries him."

I chuckled and realized that Alice was able to take my mind off the prospect of walking through the crowd of eyes that would all be on Edward and me. "Thanks, Ali. I needed a laugh."

We both raised our heads to look back at the yard again. The sun would set in a couple of hours, as we'd planned to hold the ceremony at twilight. There would be lit candles in the glass lanterns lining the long red-carpeted aisle laid out between the seven rows of seating on each side. At the end of the aisle was the arch covered in deep red roses. I'd initially been wary of picking such a cliché flower, but Alice's idea of red and copper for the color scheme had finally won me over. It looked incredibly romantic with the wild red roses in bloom.

"Okay, bride-to-be, it's time to start getting ready. The cake has arrived, the kitchen staff has begun preparing the desserts, and the band will be here soon. Let's go," she said as she helped me stand. I snorted but kept my mouth shut; ever since we'd announced my pregnancy, everyone had fallen all over themselves to assure that I was handled with care.

I could only hope Edward wouldn't be too gentle tonight. I mean, it was our wedding night, after all.

That saucy thought kept me in a state of anticipation that kept the nerves at bay as my girls worked to beautify me for the ceremony. Rosalie used a big curling iron to form loose curls in my hair before pulling the sides back, leaving the rest of the hair tumbling down my back. She attached the veil to the crown of my head and stamped her approval on the finished product.

After that, Alice did my make up. I didn't want a lot, but I did want to look nice for the pictures we would take right before the ceremony. Under her deft hands, I still looked like me, but a more polished and enhanced version. I was pleased and grateful not to look like a clown on my wedding day.

There was a soft knock on the door and Rosalie went to let my mother in. Since Alice was currently spraying my hair with an entire can of hairspray to keep it from moving an inch, I couldn't jump up to embrace her. Instead, Renee took a seat next to me and gave me a big smile. "Hey, baby. How are you doing?" she asked.

I loved my mom and all her infinite wisdom. She'd taken all of the things that had been handed to her in life and made the best of them; I admired and loved her greatly for always having such a positive outlook. "Hey, Mom. I'm good. I'm a little bit nervous, but I'm sure everything will be fine so long as I don't throw up on Edward's shoes or step on the hem of my dress and flash everyone."

Renee laughed and took one of my hands in her own, rubbing it briskly. I felt instantly comforted by her soothing touch. "You'll do beautifully, I know you will. I just saw Charlie arriving with Edward and the other boys, and I must say...they all look very handsome," she said with a wink.

I blushed as I tried to imagine how Edward would look in his tuxedo. Down girl, we've still got a lot of time between now and bedtime!

After my hair and make up were set, I stood and Alice instructed me to raise my arms above my head. I stood stock still as the girls lowered my wedding dress over my head and settled it down around me. The dress was strapless and white with a copper colored ribbon wrapped around the empire waist. I'd gone with the empire waist to give my body room to grow, but so far I only had a slight curve to my abdomen that seemed to fascinate Edward endlessly whenever we were in bed together.

Rosalie zipped up the back while Alice knelt and fluffed the dress around me. I resisted the urge to look in the mirror until they were done, but I could see the sentimental tears gathering at the corners of my mother's eyes as she watched me getting dressed. "You look radiant, baby," she said with a sniffle as she pulled a handkerchief from her clutch purse to dab at her eyes.

Once Alice was done at my feet, she stood and turned me to the floor-length mirror in the corner of the guest bedroom we were getting ready in. I stepped up to it and gazed at my reflection in the mirror.

When I looked, really looked, I saw a woman staring back at me. The woman I had become in the last year was a far cry from the girl I'd been the first time I'd met Edward. Today, I could see my dark brown eyes shining with a knowledge that had been gained through the experiences I'd lived through.

I'd become a confident woman who could recognize her own worth and that was something that I hoped would always stay with me. After today, I would be a wife and a mother. I would have Edward by my side as our child grew inside my body. When he or she was born, I would have a family that lit up my entire world.

"Bella? Honey, it's time," Alice said from behind me.

I snapped out of my reverie and turned to her with a watery smile. She saw the threatening tears and came forward to hug me, careful not to crush my dress or mess up my hair. "Can I tell you how much I love that you're going to be my sister? I can't imagine a better person for my brother to marry. You two make each other so happy."

"I'm so happy, Alice," I sniffled.

She pulled back and smiled brightly at me before Rose came over to hug me as well. "Bella, you look absolutely stunning. I know Edward is going to swallow his tongue when he sees you. He loves you so much."

I had to work very hard to keep from crying, but a few tears still managed to slip loose. I patted them carefully with the blue embroidered handkerchief I'd received from Esme at my bridal shower and quickly tucked it into my cleavage for later.

"Do you have your vows?" Alice asked. She was taking her role as maid of honor very seriously.

"Yes, I do, thanks," I replied with a grateful smile.

"Okay, girls. Let's go!" Rosalie said with an enthusiastic clap.

We descended the stairs carefully and walked out to the front of the house where the photographer would be taking our wedding photos. I stood just inside the doorway until they called for me, because the photographer wanted to get that "first look" shot that was so customary. I peeked out to see Edward and his groomsmen posing for the camera, and I had to draw a deep breath when I saw how gorgeous he looked in his tuxedo.

"Okay, is the bride ready to come out?" called the photographer.

"Yes, she's here," Renee said as she looked at me and reached a hand out. I gripped her hand as I stepped out onto the porch and zeroed in on Edward's face as he turned to look at me.

His expression was...worth everything. His face was so radiant when he saw me that I could have sworn the sky had opened up and sent all of the light in the universe to filter through his face. I held my breath as he began walking toward me, slower at first and then faster until he was practically barreling through the people between us. I smiled at him when he finally reached me.

"Bella," he breathed in awe. I couldn't hold back the tears that were out to ruin my meticulous make up job.

"Edward," I replied.

His hands came up to cup my shoulders softly. "You look...you look like a goddess. I should just drop to my knees now and worship you for the rest of my days."

My heart wrenched at his sweet words. "I thought you were already planning on doing that," I quipped, afraid of the enormous sense of eternity I was feeling between us in that moment.

He smiled and bent his head to kiss me, but Alice had to go and yell, "Edward Cullen! Don't you dare kiss her until the ceremony!"

His eyes shut as he exhaled deeply. "Alice..." he ground out in a warning tone I'd rarely heard before. I felt a shiver of excitement ripple through me. "She's mine and I'll kiss her if I want!" he shouted back with a pout.

I laughed and danced out of his arms so we could get the photos over with. "Not yet, mister. I'll be yours in about an hour," I said with a wink.

"Um, daylight is fading, folks. We need to get this show on the road," the photographer warned.

We took our places and he snapped several shots of the wedding party, the immediate families, and finally a bunch of just Edward and me. He was a very good photographer and I knew we'd be very happy with the outcome.

We'd decided that Edward, along with Emmett and Jasper, should wear Chucks with their tuxedos. Esme and Alice had argued against it, but after the guys swore it was either that or those corny tuxedo t-shirts, they gave in. I personally thought they were all really cute in their formal tuxes with their casual shoes, but I was also wearing flat shoes under my dress, so I was biased. Alice and Rose were the only ones in the wedding party wearing fancy shoes because their dresses were calf-length and they both claimed they'd feel more comfortable in heels. Who was I to ruin their fun?

The sun had begun to set and it was time for the ceremony. We headed inside and Edward sneaked a quick kiss on my cheek before running out to take his place by the archway in the back yard. I found Charlie fidgeting with his tie as he waited for me. "Hey, Daddy," I said with a small smile.

He instantly dropped his hand and reached out to hug me before yanking his arms back to pat my shoulder awkwardly. "Um, I noticed no one was allowed to hug you in your dress. You look like a princess, Bells," he said gruffly.

I felt my heart twist again as my father looked at me so sweetly. "Daddy, I love you, do you know that? You will always be my first love."

His cheeks puffed up and turned red as his eyes filled with tears. He looked around quickly before brushing them away. "I know you'll be in good hands, Bell. I know I don't have to worry about you. You're not a little girl anymore, but you'll always be my little girl."

Dress be damned, I launched myself into my father's arms and held on tight. "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, Bell."

We parted and he cleared his throat roughly as the acoustic band began playing the song to which we would be walking. I watched as the usher opened the French doors leading to the aisle and Rosalie held up her bouquet of red roses with a radiant smile on her face. She turned back to wink at me before heading down the aisle at a steady and languid pace.

Alice turned to blow me a kiss before following Rose. I watched both of them take their places beside the arch before the music shifted to play an instrumental version of an Iron and Wine song. It surprised me, because I hadn't planned on changing the music for my walk. I stood at the doors as it took me a moment to recognize it as the song we'd listened to the first time we made love.

My eyes snapped up to see Edward's golden gaze locked on me. I felt his presence pulling me down the aisle, and before I knew it, I was beside him. Charlie relinquished his hold on my arm and kissed my cheek softly before sitting down next to Renee. Edward grasped my hand and tucked my arm under his as we turned to the minister in front of us.

I had to fight to keep my eyes from turning to Edward for the beginning of the ceremony. We'd decided to write our own vows, so I was beginning to get shaky at the thought of what I was about to say in front of all our friends and family.

When the time for the vows came, I was the first to go. Edward released my arm so we could turn to face each other, and I pulled the vows from my cleavage with a little laugh. Edward smirked and wriggled his eyebrows at me. I took a deep breath and began to read from my carefully written notes. "Edward, you are the most incredible person I've ever met."

I had to stop and take a deep breath as my voice began to shake and the tears began to fall. I always got embarrassed speaking in front of people, but right now all I could see was Edward. He was staring at me with such radiant eyes that I almost couldn't maintain eye contact. "Your talent goes beyond the music you play; not only do you have the ability to inspire people with your music and your hard work, but you are also kind and loving. You make me feel like the most cherished woman in the world, and I can never thank you enough for that. I take you as my husband today, because I know that it is the best decision I will ever make."

I sniffled and reached for the trusty hanky so I could mop my face. Edward gripped my hands in his firmly as he bent his head to whisper in my ear. "You are the most cherished woman in the world."

He pulled back and cleared his throat before looking at me with a huge smile. "Bella, there are no words that could possibly be good enough to describe the way I feel about you. From the moment I saw you, I knew I would be changed forever. You flew into my life like a beautiful bird. You are amazing, Bella. Your heart is so big, your spirit and your loyalty are so immense...you are the only wish I could ever ask for. Wherever you go, my love, I will follow you. Please be my wife so that I can spend every day for the rest of our lives showing you just how loved you truly are."

I was shaking as the tears ran freely down my face now. I couldn't think to release Edward's hand to wipe them away. It didn't really matter because they'd just be replaced by more, anyway. The minister nodded and asked for the rings, which Alice and Jasper handed up to us.

"Okay. Isabella Marie Swan, do you take Edward Anthony Cullen to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the minister asked as Edward raised the ring to my left hand.

"I do," I said with certainty. Edward's smile dominated his entire face as he pushed the ring onto my finger with ease.

I raised the ring to Edward's hand and looked to the minister. "Edward Anthony Cullen, do you take Isabella Marie Swan to be your lawfully wedded wife?" he asked.

"Do you even have to ask?" he asked with a chuckle. Everyone behind us laughed before his face became serious and his golden eyes stared down into mine with intensity. "I do," he said with finality.

I pushed the ring onto his finger and the minister announced us. "I give you Edward and Isabella Cullen!" Everyone cheered and I smiled as finally Edward was allowed to kiss me. His warm lips met mine and I felt as if a thousand stars were exploding in my heart. He swung me up into his arms and people laughed and hollered as he carried me back down the aisle without breaking our kiss.

The garden directly behind the house was set up for the reception with small round tables that seated six shaded with gauzy white umbrellas, which weren't necessary since it was dark, but they still managed to set the scene for romance. Small votive candles in deep glass dishes floated on the water among red rose blooms on each table. The kitchen staff wove expertly through the tables, serving people rich desserts and expensive champagne.

My hand never left Edward's as we mingled with our guests and ate our weight in chocolate-covered strawberries. When it was time to cut the cake, we headed to the table set up in the center of the circle. We carefully cut a small portion of the cake and fed each other delicate little bites, careful not to get any on our faces. I always thought it was kind of rude when couples smashed it into each other's mouths.

After that, we spent the rest of the time greeting people and sitting through speeches. Alice gave a heartfelt speech that brought tears to my eyes, and I cursed my pregnancy hormones for making me so susceptible to crying at the drop of a hat these days.

When Jasper and Emmett made their speeches, I was touched by their sweet words.

There wasn't any dancing at the reception, mostly because we didn't have any space for a dance floor. That didn't stop Edward from pulling me into his arms so he could sway with me to the soft music the band was playing, however. He looked thoughtful as we twirled, and I decided to ask him what he was thinking.

"Oh, I was just being nostalgic. Remember that first tour we went on?" he asked me. I nodded. "Well, you were still with Jake and I remembered thinking that you would marry him someday. I think I was already in love with you at that point, and all I could think about was how you'd marry him and I'd be there, too, but only as a guest. I never thought then that someday you'd be marrying me."

I felt the tears course down my cheeks at his words. "I'm so glad I did," I murmured softly as I smiled up at him.

After about an hour, I felt my eyelids begin to droop. Edward must have noticed, because he announced it was time for us to leave. Alice and Rosalie swept me up to the guest room where we'd gotten ready earlier and helped me out of my dress. I found the beautiful red strapless dress I'd picked out to wear after the wedding and slipped into it as Rosalie carefully hung my wedding dress up for me to pick up later.

Edward and I would be spending the next week at a bed and breakfast in Port Angeles, because my doctor was worried about me flying in the first trimester. I was almost out of it, so Edward and I planned on having our actual honeymoon as soon as I was okay to fly. I threw my toiletries into my bag and found my packed suitcase by the door, ready to go.

When Edward knocked on the door to gather my bags, I grinned at him. He picked up my suitcase and shot me a wink as he took my hand and led me down the stairs. People were waiting for us to drive off in his Volvo, and sure enough, there were cans tied to the back of it. "Just Married" was written in white paint on the back windows and I grinned mistily.

This baby was making me a sap.

After everyone hugged us and wished us well, Edward helped me into the car and we drove off in the direction of Port Angeles with the music playing softly on his car stereo.

All of a sudden, there was an awkward moment in which I realized that I'd just married him. I turned to look at him and he grinned in return. "What's so funny?" he asked.

I sighed. "I just realized that I married you. I freaking stood in front of a bunch of people and promised to be with you forever. That's crazy. Don't you think that's crazy?" I laughed.

He chuckled. "Well, you're stuck with me now!" he joked.

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, though, this is just a crazy feeling. I'm kinda just trying to wrap my head around it. It's amazing, you know?"

He smiled and reached over to rub my thigh comfortingly. "Yeah, I know what you mean."

When we reached the bed and breakfast, Edward helped me out of the car and grabbed our suitcases. We checked in and headed up the stairs to the honeymoon suite. There was a bottle of apple cider chilling in a bucket next to a platter of delicate cookies and more chocolate covered strawberries. The room was beautifully appointed with a thick throw rug and some heavy drapes that looked like they could block out every ounce of sunlight if we wanted them to.

There was a huge four- poster bed in the corner with the covers turned down. I turned to see Edward staring at me with hooded eyes, and I felt a shiver of anticipation run up my spine. "Let me just go and get..." I began before grabbing my bag and scampering off toward the huge bathroom. I slammed the door shut and took a deep fortifying breath. That man was just too sexy for my sanity sometimes.

I slipped out of my red dress and removed the thin corset foundation wear I'd been in since earlier today. I sighed at the release and found the nightgown Esme had given to me as a gift at my bridal shower. Did I feel awkward wearing a piece of lingerie my mother-in-law had bought me? You bet your ass I did.

Nevertheless, it was beautiful and I felt very elegant as I slipped on the creamy silk and lace confection. The nightgown positively screamed bridal, but it was very tasteful and sexy at the same time. It fit me perfectly and I sent a silent thank you to my new mother-in-law.

I brushed my teeth and fluffed my hair after removing the pins that held back the sides. I looked exactly how I wanted to, and I couldn't wait to see Edward's reaction.

After turning out the light in the bathroom, I stepped out to see Edward stoking a fire in the wood burning fireplace I hadn't noticed in the corner. He'd removed his jacket and rolled up his shirtsleeves. I padded across the thick carpet and reached my arms out to wrap around his waist from behind. My forehead landed somewhere between his shoulder blades and I inhaled his scent deeply. "Mmmm, I love the way you smell," I murmured into his back.

His hands came up to wrap around mine, pressing them closer to his chest. "Why, Mrs. Cullen, are you coming on to me?" he asked with mock shock.

I felt my pulse thrill at his words. "What if I am?" I asked daringly.

He released my hands and turned around slowly. His hands came up to run through my hair and cup my face. His deep golden eyes scanned over me, taking in my appearance. I watched as his nostrils flared and his eyes grew darker. I knew he liked what he saw. "I guess I'll just have to be a good husband and lay there stoically while you have your way with me. It is my husbandly duty, after all," he said in a voice dripping with irony.

I laughed and pulled away to slap at his chest. Without warning, he swung me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. I gulped as the nerves enveloped my stomach once more.

What was I afraid of, anyway? We'd obviously already had sex before. This was nothing new.

Except it was. Tonight, we were married. Tonight, we would make love for the first time as husband and wife. This was our beginning, and I wanted it to be perfect.

That's a lot of pressure to put on yourself, but I was determined to make this the best experience of our lives.

Edward switched on the music, and I found it was entirely appropriate that it would be Iron and Wine again. I watched as he crossed back over to me. "Let me show you how much I love you, Isabella Cullen. Let me make love to you," he whispered against my lips.

I sighed dreamily. "Okay. I like the sound of that," I whispered.

Edward's eyes stayed on mine as he pushed the straps of my nightgown off my shoulders. His hands were smooth and careful on my skin. I shuddered as his fingers ghosted over my sensitive nipples before gathering my breasts in his hands as if weighing them. "Your body is changing. It's such an incredible process to witness," he said with a note of wonder in his voice.

"Changing how?" I asked curiously.

He smiled and looked down at my breasts. "Well, your breasts are getting bigger. Your hips are wider. You have this beautiful curve on your abdomen. Knowing that you're carrying my baby in there brings out so many emotions in me. I feel like a satisfied caveman on one hand and on the other, I'm terrified."

I was surprised. I'd never heard Edward admit to a weakness, but that's only because I thought he didn't have any. I looked up at him and brushed my hands through his hair, scratching his scalp comfortingly in the process. "What are you afraid of?" I asked gently.

He sighed and smiled down at me. "I'm afraid of how much I already love this little person, and I haven't even met it yet. What if I'm a terrible father and I screw him or her up for life?"

His face was set in an expression of insecurity and doubt, and I couldn't have that. I laughed lightly and cupped his jaw in both hands so I could pull him down for a kiss. "You will be an amazing father; I don't doubt it for a moment, Edward. You will show this baby so much. You could never mess this up," I reassured him.

Edward looked mollified. "Are you afraid?" he asked, sounding unsure and hopeful at the same time.

I laughed. "Yes, every day. I'm afraid I'll suck at being a mother, but I also know that I have a lot of good examples around me to learn from, so I'm not too worried."

Edward's shoulders relaxed and he returned his gentle exploration of my body. His eyes stared at me greedily as he stroked over my skin with delicate touches.

I slowly undressed him, drawing it out so we could both enjoy the process. Ever button undone was another kiss on his chest. Every article of clothing removed was another moment closer to when he would be inside of me.

The room was dark except for the flickering light of the fire. I felt like I was wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and love as I stared up into my new husband's eyes. "Make love to me," I breathed.

At my words, Edward lifted and pushed me back onto the comforter. I crawled up until I was in the middle of the massive bed and he came up beside me. For a while, all we did was stroke languidly and kiss deeply. It was enough, but not for long.

Edward's body hovered over mine as he entered my waiting body. The sex we'd had since I got pregnant was amazing, but that was pretty normal according to the books I'd read.

This was different on many levels. The look in his eyes showed me forever, and I could only hold onto him as we joined together as one.

I pushed that thought away and tried to focus on Edward. He was inside me, rocking gently and bringing me to a heightened sense of awareness. I felt every touch of his body against mine, and each sensation brought me to the most intense orgasm I'd ever had.

"You are so beautiful. So beautiful. I love you," he panted as he came inside of me.

We lay there in the dark for a time, completely wrapped up in each other. The fire died down to some smoldering embers and Edward pulled the blankets up around us. I sighed contentedly and tried to hang on when he rolled off of me. He curled around me and we began drifting off to sleep.

My world was now complete.