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Here is the wedding chapter, after this there will be an epilogue, then it's over. Shall we have a moment to cry? … Moments over, time for a wedding!

Time had gone quickly. Three weeks had passed before I knew it, and there were only a few hours before the wedding. My new sisters and mother had come over little after midnight to begin the pre-wedding process. I didn't understand why Alice and Rosalie had show up in such nice clothes, Alice wearing an eyelet dress with blue and green patterns on it, with a denim jacket over it. Rosalie wore a simple black eyelet dress that contrasted her alabaster skin incredibly. Esme had a beautiful deep purple dress.

There was only four hours to the wedding now, and Alice claimed she needed to hours for herself to get ready. Esme and Rosalie had agreed, nodding their heads

"Ow!" I screeched as Alice pulled the curlers out of my hair.

"Stop whining! You can't even feel it."

"Yes, I can! I assure you most heartily that I can feel it." I whimpered. It really did hurt.

"Fine, I'm done anyway." She sighed. "Close your eyes, I need to do your make-up. I obeyed and felt myself drifting into the memories from earlier today.

They had pushed me into the shower, handed me oil for my hair and sweet-smelling shampoos. They had ripped me out of the shower then, Esme scolding them to be gentle.

Using three hair-dryers, my now lustrous locks were dry in no time. They rubbed more oil into my hair, and then rolled them into huge rollers, blow drying it again. Rosalie checked it while Alice went to get the dresses out of my room to "Make sure the make-up matched," I rolled my eyes. A few moments later, Esme went to direct the boys who were setting up the decorations in the almost empty living room.

As soon as Alice returned, they began ripping out the curlers. Laughing as we talked, my nerves started to calm.

Coming back to the present when Alice told me to purse my lips, I complied and she spread the lip color around.

"One second," she told me as she placed the make-up on the counter, running off. She returned just as she had said, toting a huge gilt-framed mirror at least twice as big as she is.

"Ta-da!" she trilled, giggling as I ogled myself in the mirror. The lip shade was a beautiful red, a light blush powder spread evenly over my cheeks, allowing me to look as my human self in this respect. A lavender eye shadow was visible into the corner of my eye, and liner gave me a slightly exotic look.

My hair fell in soft waves to my waist, with the long bangs pulled back. Alice had added small clips in different places to accentuate the style.

"Wow." That was all I could say. "Thank you, guys," my voice broke, and Esme gathered me in her arms while Alice shrieked the words, "Don't ruin her make-up!"

"You're very welcome, dearest Bella."

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Later, I stepped into my dress. It was gorgeous; Alice had done an amazing job picking it. It was sleeveless, wrapping up around my neck. Little beads adorned the bosom in little lines, and at the waist, a small bow emphasized my curves. The bottom had two layers, the top splitting to reveal the bottom layer, adorned similarly to the top. The train reached slightly behind me.

I heard the men murmuring together, trying to be quiet as they all got ready.

"I wish Zafrina wouldn't have had to leave. It would've been nice to have her here as well." I said wistfully as Alice handed me my bouquet and knelt down to make last minute adjustment to my train.

"I know," she said, looking at her watch. She gasped, "I have to get ready!" She rushed to the other side of the room, pulling off her clothes at the same time. I tilted my head to the side and looked at myself again, thinking to myself how in few moments, I would descend the stairs to a composition Edward had composed and take my vows, making me Mrs. Isabella Marie Cullen. It was a good thought.

Alice zipped herself up and grabbed her bouquet of flowers. I turned, and gasped softly at the dress she wore. It was the exact shade of blue that Edward had complimented me on so long ago.

Her dress was knee-length in a straight wrap-around hem. It was a low cut neckline, but it was filled out wonderfully. Rosalie and Esme suddenly appeared as well, Esme's dress was floor-length, with a slender tendrils of fabric wrapping around her neck to keep the dress in place.

Rosalie was a vision of loveliness. Her dress was completely strapless, held tight to her chest with a tight, bunched top, with the skirt of the dress hanging asymmetrically over her long legs. Her hair was piled on top of her head in a loose bun, Alice's spiked in the back, gelled smooth in the front. Esme's caramel colored tresses was pulled back in the front, though some escaped, framing her face beautifully.

"Yo, girls, you ready yet?" I heard Emmett call, "Edward's getting nervous." I heard a quiet thud, then different laughter emanate from the room below us.

"Please, be careful! Don't get hurt." I heard an exasperated sigh and a cuss as Edward released him and Emmett got up.

"I let you do that because it's your special day." Emmett tried to save his dignity. I heard a snort.

"Are you ready?" Alice mouthed to me, and I nodded. She smiled and opened the door.

"Start the music," she commanded. I heard the soft strains start and Rosalie, Esme and Alice proceeded, I followed them, going down the winding stairs slowly. Peter was waiting at the bottom, his arm extended to me. I was glad that one of my three fathers was able to give me away.

The room was decorated perfectly, with lavender and freesia and roses everywhere, white gauzy material adorning the wedding arch and table that held a few lit candles. The color scheme was obviously white, dark blue and red ,with the flowers showing off their brilliant colors.

Then I saw him. Dressed in his suit, standing there waiting for me to stand beside him and take my vows, waiting for me to be his forever, it was all I could do not to run forth in a surge of joy. Alice would have killed me if I had done that, so somehow I forced myself to walk in time with the music.

Finally, we reached the front, where Carlisle stood waiting with a Bible, prepared to read Romans 12. It was something I had insisted on, wanting this wedding to be just as though we were human. Emmett, Jasper, Bryan and Matthew waited to his left, facing us. Peter would join them shortly.

I released Peter's arm and took Edward's hand. We stood facing each other, the women of my family to my right.

"Let's begin," Carlisle said warmly.

"Edward Cullen, do you take Isabella Swan O'Callaghan," I had insisted on both of my names being used, "as your lawfully wedded wife, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, to honor and keep her, as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." He whispered, his golden eyes burning with passion and love.

"Please say what you have written."

He took a deep breath and began,

"I wanted to quote Gibran and Shakespeare," he took another breath and continued,

"'Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks to another day of loving.
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home eventide with gratitude, and then sleep with a prayer
For the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.'"

I smiled brilliantly, never wanting him to stop,

"' 'Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks to another day of loving.
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home eventide with gratitude, and then sleep with a prayer
For the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.'

"Bella, you have completely taken over my life, I love you more than I thought possible for one man to love one woman. Thank you, not only for standing across from me right now, for accepting my hand in marriage. But thank you for saving me from myself. I love you so much, Isabella, I will love you far longer than forever."

I tried my hardest not to cry as he completed his vows. Mine had nothing on him.

Carlisle asked me the question he had just asked Edward, and I replied, "I do," with all the joy I currently possessed.

Carlisle nodded to me to continue with m vows. I turned to Edward, smiling again.

"I should've gone first," I chuckled through the tears I could not show. Everyone laughed, and Edward looked into my eyes, making me lose my train of thought for a moment. I recovered and began.

"My Edward, my lion, my love," I chuckled once as a surge of love for the man standing before me took over my being, and I continued.

"As Juliet said to Romeo,

'My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have for both are infinite.'

I love you so much, and it is you whom I want to spend the rest of my life with. With every breath of my being, I promise to love you for the rest of my life, to care for you and provide you with support for when you need it. I vow to share your laughter and your tears, your hopes and your fears, to hold you and to comfort you, and most of all to stand by you through all the challenges that life will bring us.

"Getting married is not about looking like a white-clad princess surrounded by lovely flowers in a fairytale setting. It is about a union of two hearts and making an everlasting promise. I make that promise to you now. I love you so much, nothing I can compare it to will equal the depth of the love I want to give you."

He smiled; his delight obvious.

"Do you have the rings?" Carlisle asked, smiling brightly. Emmett handed the rings to Edward, you in turn handed me mine. My newest father nodded, and Edward took my hand, placing the ring next to the engagement ring on my third finger on my left hand.

"It's beautiful," I murmured, for it truly was. It was platinum, with bands of tiny diamonds in two rows, surrounding the band of larger, square diamonds in the middle.

"It pales in comparison to the woman wearing it," he whispered. I took his hand and slid his on. It was a simple platinum band, with the words "Lion and lamb – eternity" carved on it.

"You may kiss the bride," we heard the words, but didn't act on them right away, too lost in each others eyes to care.

"Hell, just kiss her already, Edward!" Emmett laughed, pounding Edward on the back. He jerked under the hit, telling Emmett to shut up over his shoulder before leaning in to join our lips together. I heard clapping, but was barely aware of it as I handed the flowers to Alice and wrapped my arms around his neck.

I felt his lips curve into a smile as we reluctantly pulled away from each other. He took my hand, running his fingers over the ring, and led me out to my car waiting there for us. He led me to the passenger's seat of my Mercedes and opened the door, helping me in. He was instantly in the driver's seat, taking my hand again and whispering the words, "Don't ever let go," as he leaned over to kiss me again.

"See you in a few years!" I heard Alice jokingly call as we sped off down around the drive. I didn't know where he had planned the honeymoon for, and I didn't want him to be disappointed, so I stayed out of his head.

He drove very fast for very long, never letting go of my hand, never really talking, and simply humming my lullaby at different intervals. I lifted our interlocked hands, brushing my lips against his ring, then across his fingers. I smiled as his lifted his index finger and brushed my cheek.

A little bit later, we stopped, he opened both the doors nearly simultaneously, and pulling me to a boat. A second later, he had all our bags under his arm, jumping to the deck of the boat where I was standing. He dropped them, making a loud noise, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed me, letting his tongue trail out suggestively. I smiled, and we stood there, wrapped up in each other. Finally he broke apart and led me to the seat built into the side of the boat, sitting me down and kneeling in front of me.

"Bella, I want to take you somewhere. I've only ever been there once," he trailed off, becoming distracted as I touched his cheek.

"It's called Esme's isle, Carlisle bought it for her a few decades ago. She was kind enough to loan it to us." I nodded, wanting only to kiss him again. I leaned forward, and he rose up on his knees to meet me.

"We'll be there soon." He said kissing me once more, then getting up.

I looked around, examining the boat as he went to the steering wheel. It was small, obviously built for speed, not comfort. I estimated we were going about 75 knots. Edward looked god-like with his jacket off, first three buttons on his shirt unbuttoned, the wind blowing through his hair.

I reached down, lifting my dress up to remove my heels. Then I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and kissing his shoulder. He groaned.

"Don't distract me, love, we won't get there as soon." I smiled and sighed against his shoulder, looking past his body to see if there was anything visible on the horizon. I could see the mountainous outline of an island, and as we got closer, I could see the comfortably large house.

He pulled the boat tightly to the dock and jumped down to tether the boat, jumping back up to grab me in his arms, bridal style. He jumped down, kissing me hungrily.

"I'll get the bags later," he groaned as out kisses grew more passionate. He raced into the house, laying me on the large, white bed.

"I love you," he whispered, and I returned the sentiments whispering, "I love you too," I heard the rustle of fabric as our clothes no longer became a barrier.

And so, we consummated our love.

So what do you think? I know the bridesmaid dresses on the website are lighter blue, but imagine them darker.

This has been my longest chapter yet at 2,515 words.

Epilogue will as follow soon as I can get it written, and then I will post the playlist and the music I mentioned in the story.