Hello everybody! So – number eight... Not sure how many more I'll do... maybe up to ten? Let me know what you guys think...

Just a little background on this one otherwise it's not so clear – I'm putting it in the very beginning of Breaking Dawn. When Bella is having her little panic attack in the bathroom and Edward is waiting for her in the sea. His musings...

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'Moment' by Aiden"I will wait for this moment, when our lips collide, and almost stop the earth. You're in my arms tonight... Are you with me? I've written out all my vows again, we're almost home to see the silence break on New Year's Eve. We're only seventeen..."

This is it. This is the day that I've been waiting for, preparing for, all my life.

Was it only four small hours ago that I married her? It feels longer. A lifetime already under our belts – it feels so right.

I feel so alive. I hope to God this feeling never ends; nothing in this world could deflate the pride, joy, excitement I feel calling my love my wife at long last.

Mrs Bella Cullen. It has a certain ring to it doesn't it?

If my heart hadn't been stilled centuries ago, I know it would be beating a hundred times a minute right now at what happens next. My love, so fragile and lovely, wants to risk it all to try and please me, as if I wasn't already overjoyed to have with me.

It used to anger me that she thought so little of my love for her – that she thought the only thing that would make our marriage worthwhile in my eyes was the wedding night. But I know now that it means something to her too – what will happen soon, the transformation, terrifies her more than she will allow me to see. I know it.

This night is about the two of us, together, with no other worries or cares in the world. Before, she feels that I become less important to her. I know this is wrong but she is as deaf to my argument as she is to my conclusions of my own worthlessness.

She would say that she is as stubborn as I used to be her friends amongst the wolves. It makes me smile to think how similar we are. It makes my grin widen to think of how long we will have together to find other similarities.

Despite what I've said to her, the fact that Bella is willing to give up everything to spend eternity with me does thrill me a little. I still feel that it's too a big a sacrifice on her part. I still feel that I should be the one to give up my life for her. I still feel that it's too dangerous for us to try her little experiment tonight. But I can't deny that I feel ecstatic to think that she will be mine till the end of time.

Till the sun dies. Till the world stops turning.

We're all equal in the Cullen family now. Not that it's the most important thing for me to be thinking about now, but the thought pops into my head nonetheless. I have my Bella to complete the circle, to stay by my side where my family are unable to reside. There is nothing else I want in the world, now that I have my Bella with me for eternity. All of the Volturi couldn't tear me from her.

Alice did a good job on the wedding as I knew she would. The past months I have spent little time with her; the wedding preparations and thoughts of them consuming much of her life, making it tortuous to even be near her for too long. If I ever have to witness another minute of discussion over the appropriate flowers or the right colour or the right material, before the turn of the century, it will be too long.

Not that it wasn't all worth it.

When Bella came down the stairs in that dress, it was a good job that I didn't need to breathe because my lungs stilled of their own accord. They ceased to have meaning. The room melted away, it's occupants faded into oblivion. All that registered in my mind was me and my Bella; her looking stunning and so resplendent – as if she were an angel straight from my past sent to deliver me from my self-made hell. I knew that she had worn with purpose – a tribute to my past and I was touched by the gesture.

As she had made that tortuously slow progression up the aisle the thoughts of every other person in that room seemed to become illogical. I couldn't hear them. All I could focus on was the brilliance of Bella's eyes and the roaring silence from her mind. Tears would have formed in my eyes in that second if it had been possible, although Bella seemed to be tearing enough for the both of us. I could have exploded from the emotion that filled me in that moment. It was so perfect, so right, so loving; the epitome of Bella as a person and what I hope others see of me.

The cool sea water is lapping around me now as I wait for my darling. I can hear her thrumming heart just inside the bedroom doors. It's like a pair of bird's wings flying behind me but I am not anxious. This moment means so much to both of us, I would be alarmed if she were completely calm right now. Heaven knows I'm not as sure of myself as Bella seems to think I will be.

I hear her now moving behind me, she puts her clothes down. Her feet make soft crunching noises as they compress the grains of sand into one another. She's moving slowly and quietly for her. The water admits her almost silently though I hear her. Suddenly my fingers itch to hold her against me. My eyes burn to see her again. My ears crave to hear her sweet voice, and in a strange masochistic way, I long to smell her. To feel the hellish burn; to reassure myself that it isn't a dream and it really is my darling Bella standing before me, naked in the water.

The clear sky above us is nothing compared to her face. There is a strange mix of feeling burning within those eyes that I adore that makes the star pale into insignificance. The love and joy I recognise. Could the other be lust? Maybe it is just my imagination but I hope that she is feeling everything that I am in this moment.

Today we started our perfect life together. Tonight we will start forever as we mean to go on; by each other's side, the way lit only by the love in our eyes.