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A/N: So, after much debate with myself, I have brought this story to an end. I sat on the next chapter, and went back and forth and over and over "what's next?"...really realizing that if I went on any further, it would just be drawing it out just for the sake of writing SOMETHING...and that didn't really feel fair, or where this story should go. I didn't want it to become just an endless ramble of nothing...So in the last week, I have resolved that this story is done. They got their HEA...you didn't think I wouldn't DID YOU? LOL

Many, many, many THANKS to each and every one of you for reading and reviewing and making me feel like my first go at this wasn't stupid or pointless. :) Your encouragement and support has been unbelievable! You are all very wonderful!

Song's and images for this chapter linked in my profile.

Everything - Lifehouse

Hypnotize the Moon - Clay Walker (yes, again...full circle and all that!) :)

Without further a do...the wedding.

April 13, 2010 – The Wedding

"Belll-lla…" Alice's singsong voice broke me from my revere. "You're doing it again." She huffed, an eyeliner pencil in one hand, her other on her hip in mocked annoyance.

In my mind, I was in my happy place, wrapped in Edward's embrace on a lone tropical island. The warm breeze swirled around us and the roll of the ocean calmed me as I melted further into his arms.

"Sorry Alice." I muttered. She waved her hand at me as if to brush me off, and leaned in again to continue her "work of art" as she called it.

Today was the day. Today I would finally be marrying Edward. It had felt like a lifetime ago, yet just like yesterday that he asked me to marry him. In reality, it had been one year to the day since he surprised me with dinner, a proposal and a magical night of reconnecting at the most intimate level two souls possibly could.

I had given Alice free reign over the wedding planning. I knew it possibly couldn't be something she would be able to contain her enthusiasm for, and quite honestly, the mere idea of planning a wedding terrified me. Jacob and I had gone to the Justice of the Peace, easy. A wedding, in all it's petrifying glory…I shuddered at the thought. So, knowing Alice, and knowing her love of any kind of party, I let her have at it. I only had a few small requests, and the rest of it was in her hands. I wanted white tulips to be the main flowers, for obvious reasons, nothing too ostentatious preferably small and intimate, veto abilities on the guest list, and preferably a sunset ceremony. She had been a whirlwind to contend with at first, but she was having a blast. Only coming to me on a few occasions for my opinion, but after about the fifth time of telling her that I trusted her and her decisions completely, she left me alone and told me it would be the best surprise wedding I could ever imagine. So, as I sat in the hotel room and she prepared my hair and make-up, I was slightly giddy at the fact that my own wedding was just that.

I only knew the basics really. I obviously knew what my dress looked like, since I had been fitted for it about six months ago. But I hadn't seen it since then, and had no idea what the final outcome would be. The flowers were a "go". Rose, Alice and Ang were my bridesmaids, again, obviously. My girls and Kaylee were the flower girls and my Robbie was the ring bearer. Jasper, Emmett and Ben were Edward's groomsmen and Charlie would be giving me away. I also knew that Alice had chosen a white, sliver and muted blue theme, giving me only a peek of the bridesmaids dress color. The ceremony was taking place on a cliff-side in La Jolla, overlooking the ocean at sunset, and the rest remained a mystery.

Alice primped and prodded, while I huffed and puffed. I wasn't nervous in the least, but what in reality were merely a few hours of her doting on me, felt like days as she curled and pinned my hair, and applied my make up.

"Bella, stop being so fidgety!" she chastised. "You're making this harder than it should be."

So for about the hundredth time, "Sorry, Alice."

"Ok. Spill. What's wrong?" she asked as she stepped back and laid the curling iron down on the marble counter top of the en suite.

I took and exhaled a deep breath. What the heck is wrong with me? Why am I acting so nervous? Am I nervous? Well aside from the obvious worry that I'll trip on my own two feet, ripping my dress in the process and taking a nose-dive off the cliff…ok, maybe slightly nervous.

"Nothing Alice, I promise. You know me, I hate being the center of attention." I'm just ready to get this over with and get on with my honeymoon. Ha!

"Get over yourself honey! Just remember, this is the day you have been waiting nearly your whole life for. Once you see Edward, everything else will just fade away." Please, oh please, I hope, I hope.

I gave her a small smile, took another deep breath and nodded slightly. She got back to "working her magic."

When she was done, my hair was falling in a cascade of swirls down my back, with the sides loosely swept back and bobby pins with faux pearls on the ends holding it in place. My make up was heavier than normal, but not over the top. The sliver and blue eye shadow, dusted over my lids, made my eyes really pop. Just a hint of blush, as I was sure I wouldn't need, and my lips a sparkling neutral pink. I was speechless. Alice had done my make up on countless occasions, but something about this time…it was fantastic!

I turned from gaping at myself in the mirror to find her practically vibrating.

"Alice…" I managed to half-whisper.

"You don't have to say a word! The look on your face says it all! Now come on, the girls will be here in less than five minutes to get you dressed." She spilled out as she grabbed my wrist and pulled me up and into the living area of the suite.

As we entered through the doorway, I grabbed a hold of her hand that was tugging me along, and managed to stop her in her tracks. She spun around to face me, slightly bewildered.

"Just in case I get swept up the beauty and awesome of the day you have planned for me and Edward, I wanted to tell you this now." I grasped both of her hands in mine. "You are absolutely my very best friend in the world, and I couldn't have possibly done this day without you. Words are not enough, but they're all I have. Thank you so very much for everything, Alice." I felt myself tearing up, but held back, knowing she'd likely kill me if I screwed up my make up.

"You little twit! You're going to make us both ruin our faces!" She blubbered, trying as well to keep her tears at bay and embracing me tightly. The little pixie was freakishly strong!

"Before we go getting even more sappy, and really, I'll kill you if you mess up that face before you see Edward," told ya so "There is nothing you need to say. This has been an absolute pleasure for me, and I can't wait for you to enjoy it! YOU, Bella Swan-soon-to-be-Cullen, are very, very welcome!"

Just then the door to the suite opened up as Rose and Ang walked in, Alice and I still embraced in each other's arms.

"Well, I hate to break up the love fest ladies, but there is a very gorgeous specimen of a man downstairs who would like to believe he's marrying that fine piece of brunette ass right there. So, unless you two are planning on running away to Vegas together, let's get this show on the road!"

Alice and I turned to each other and busted up laughing. Leave it to Rose to break the tension.

"And that my friend, is why I love you deeply Rose." I said with a smirk.

"Yea, yea, you love me, but you're marrying Edward….hmm, what's wrong with that picture? Hmm?" She teased.

The laughing resumed as I hugged her and Ang. They had both arrived from the salon downstairs in the hotel, having had their hair and make up done. Ang's was pulled back into a tight bun, with her bangs swept to the side, looking stunning. Rose had hers up as well in a loose twist of blond curls, and tendrils framing her face. Alice popped open a bottle of champagne and we toasted the day before they scurried off to retrieve my dress from the bedroom. Together they hung the garment bag in front of the window and revealed the dress.

Moment number two of speechlessness.

I slowly made my way towards the dress. Somehow, I seemed to forget just how magnificent it was. Was this even the same dress?

It was an A-line fit with rouching around the bust and delicate beading just under it. It had an asymmetric waistline with a knot cinched with beading at the hip. Tiers of lace and organza made up the skirt and train, making the finishing touch striking. It was just a slight silvery-champagne color. Gorgeous.

Alice's squeal of delight brought me out of my drool worthy moment, and the girls removed the dress, unzipping it and waited for me to step into it. I slipped out of my fluffy hotel-issued bathrobe, left in only my strapless bustier, wearing it only at Alice's insistence of appropriate "wedding lingerie" and white lace cheekies. I insisted on not wearing a garter belt and hose, being that it was an outdoor wedding and I didn't want to be in stupid pantyhose.

As I stepped into the dress, the girls hoisted it up over my body and zipped up the back, which donned faux buttons to hide the zipper. The fluffed out the skirt, and pulled out the train, letting the dress fall around at my feet. Angela squatted down with my satin peep-toe heals, sure to kill me at some point in the evening, and I lifted up the skirt as she slipped them, one at a time, onto my feet and then stepped back and starred. Rose and Alice flanked her sides, and they wrapped their arms around each others waists.

"Our little girl is all grown up." Rose mocked and dabbed her fake tears.

"You look absolutely breathtaking Bells." Angela said softly, while Alice just beamed and nodded her head in agreement.

Then in a spur of flurry, they dashed off to dress themselves, leaving me to my own thoughts and wonderment of the dress. I was too afraid to look at myself in the mirror; worried it may send me into some unknown panic attack. As each of them emerged from the bedroom, I gasped. Each of them in a silvery-blue dress of a different style, and all of them stunning and fitting to their individual personality and taste. Damn, Alice is good!

Another round of champagne, and my nerves began to calm. That was until the real tornado busted into the room. Renee. And…here we go...

"Oh my goodness!" she gasped. "Bella..oh Bella, you look…just…" and at that, she burst into tears as she approached me and grasped me tightly around the shoulders. Oh good Lord.

"Hey, mom." I said softly, as I loosened myself from her death grip. She pulled back, all smiles and tears, and grabbed a handkerchief from her purse.

As she dabbed her eyes, she spoke. "You look so beautiful Bella! I've never seen a more beautiful bride in my entire life!"

I blushed and smiled. Renee had her quirks, and she may get on my nerves more often than not, but she was still my mother.

"Thanks mom. You look beautiful too."

"I hate to break up this beautiful moment, but we need to get this show on the road!" Alice beamed. God love Alice!

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As the limo made the final turn onto La Jolla Drive, I could see the sun beginning to make it's decent towards the horizon. I looked around at the faces of my friends and family riding with me, and smiled. The girls looked like they would burst with excitement, and while Robbie didn't seem to understand what it was really all about, he was excited because they were excited. They were laughing and giggling and talking about how they would all be brother and sisters soon. My smile grew wider at that thought. My little family.

All four of the kids had easily and joyfully accepted the news that Edward and I were getting married, and even more so the idea that they would all be brother and sisters. My only wish was that we could have Kaylee more often than we did, but for now it worked, and they were always so ecstatic when she came to visit.

I was briefly aware that we were no longer moving and turned again to the setting sun. I felt a calm wash over me as I took in the surroundings. From the road, I could only see the top of the cliff, noting that a white carpet runner made a path from the edge of the grass to the top of a staircase that lead down to a mystery below. Fuck my life. Stairs!

The door opened in front of me, the scent of the salty air invading my lungs, and I momentarily noticed that I was now alone in the limo. The kids, Rose, Ang and Alice were standing towards the front, Alice deep in conversation with a petite blonde woman about her size who held fast to a clipboard and had an ear piece with a microphone in her left ear. I assumed this was Jane, whom she had told me was "second in command" as the wedding coordinator. Alice being the first, of course. Of course! I looked up, and was almost startled at the sight of my father. Charlie was holding his hand out, a silent request to assist me from the car.

"Dad?" I whispered. "You look…" I couldn't form a coherent thought. He looked so handsome in his deep grey tux, with a silver-blue tie, matching exactly with the bridesmaid dresses with a small, white tulip boutonniere on his lapel.

"No Bella," he blushed slightly, "I don't look anywhere close to as magnificent as you do. I can only hope that I'm slightly appropriate to bestow the honor of walking you down that isle." I tentatively placed my hand in his as he helped me from the car, and threw myself into his arms.

"You have no idea daddy." I whispered softly, trying as hard as possible to fight back the tears. "You look so handsome."

He chuckled softly with a soft "thanks Bells" and offered me his arm to which I slipped my hand into, and gathered up the train of my dress. Hidden under all the organza of the train, was a satin loop that I slid around my wrist to carry it as we made our way to the rest of the wedding party. Emmett and Jasper had now joined the ranks, as well as Edward's parents; Esme and Carlisle, and Renee and Phil. Our mothers began gushing around me, as I held fast to Charlie's arm. He would be my rock, and I would hold on tight.

Jane came to my side, and handed me a bouquet of at least two-dozen white tulips, bound together with a satin ribbon of the silvery-blue theme color and silver pearl-type pins. It was very simple, yet very elegant, and I brought it to my nose to inhale their light fragrance. The bridesmaids all held a bouquet of a spring mixture of white peonies, light blue hydrangeas and greens. The girls, my girls, all three of them, held kissing balls of white hydrangeas, strung from a white silk ribbon. Emmett, Jasper, Ben and Robbie, in his adorable little deep grey tux, all had the same simple white tulip boutonniere and silver blue tie as my father. Robbie was also holding a small silver pillow. Ok, so more like slinging it around, but he is only five after all. I smiled as I took them all in again.

I was doing my best to try and take in as much as possible, but I still had a slight fidget that my dad sensed as he gave my hand a gentle squeeze on his arm, and smiled softly at me.

Alice motioned to Jane, who placed her hand to her ear, and mumbled off into her mic. I heard the soft sound of music drift up towards us, as Alice made her towards where I held fast to my dad.

"Hey sweetie." She said, with her face all aglow, "It's time to get you down there and married to the man of your dreams. You ready?"

Her smile was infectious, and I nodded back to her.

Emmett and Jasper descended the stairs first, each with one of our mother's on their arm in escort. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and took in nothing but the scents and sounds around me. I felt another wave of calm wash over me as a picture of Edward floated through my mind. My hand that was holding onto Charlie instinctively let go, as I reached up and softly grasped my necklace. It was the heart necklace that Edward had given me all those years ago. I slowly released it, and my fingers found the matching earrings.

"It's always been yours Bella."

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, as I wrapped my hand around my dad's arm again. I looked up into his eyes, and he winked back down at me, obviously noting my flashbacks and resolve. This was finally going to happen. We were getting our happy ending.

I watched and listened, as Alice corralled the children, and ushered them down the stairs. I tensed. Oh Lord, please don't let Robbie go tumbling. He's about as graceful as I am! At that same moment, Kaylee reached down and clasped hands with him. Both of their big blue eyes sparkled, and they smiled at each other. Helplessly, a tear rolled down my cheek. How could I not cry at the sight of her already slipping in with ease to the roll of his big sister? I quickly brushed it away with my finger, hoping not to endure the wrath of Alice. I heard the music change, but was paying very little attention to exactly what the song was.

Once the kids had fallen from sight, Ben and Angela made their way down, until I could no longer see their tops of their heads. Next were Rose and Emmett. She turned before they started blew me an air kiss and gave a wink. I smiled softly in return and then caught Emmett's eye as he also winked before prancing…yes, he pranced…down the stairs. I giggled. Only Emmett. Alice and Jasper were last, and standing directly in front of my father and myself. She turned again, and motioned to Jane, who stepped to my side and took hold of the loop from my train. She then fluffed the skirt and let the train fall in a flutter behind me. As I looked over my shoulder, I smiled to myself and then back at Alice. She of course, was still beaming and giddy while I giggled at her enthusiasm…who's wedding was this again?

"Just remember to breath Bella. You look stunning. Edward will be waiting." She chimed, and then they set off down the stairs. We held back, remaining out of sight, and waiting for the "go ahead" from Jane. Once again the music changed, only this time I was well aware of the song, and my heart picked up a rapid pace and my breath hitched. Did Edward do this?

I kept waiting to hear the words from the song ring out, but all I heard was the continuous melody of the piano, as it played out and filled the air. Hypnotize the Moon. I felt my eyes swell up with tears for the umpteenth time, and looked up at Charlie.

"Don't let me fall, Dad." I whispered, not trusting that I wouldn't choke on the words. His smile faltered slightly, as I watched a play of emotions flash through his eyes. Then his free hand grasped mine on his arm, and we made our way down the stairs.

As I took the last step and my feet landed on the white carpet that was laid across the green grass, I finally chanced a look around and gasped. It was perfect. The sky was cloudless with a hint of orange, pink and red. The flowers about were all white tulips and hydrangeas. There were hints of the slivery blue wrapped in ribbons and bows amongst the flowers and along the sides of the chairs. As we slowly walked to the center isle, my breath caught again, as I took in the "alter". It was a rustic, grey wood built into a magnificent canopy. It looked just like the driftwood we used to find on the beaches of La Push when I was younger. Ivy climbed up all four columns and spread across the top. Garnishing the top and creating a canopy were more white tulips and hydrangeas. It looked ethereal, like something right out of a fairytale wedding magazine. Edward's back was to me, as he looked out across the rocks and waves. My father guided me slowly up the isle, and as we made it halfway to him, he slowly turned to face us, his hands clasped together in front of him. Every thing faded into the background, leaving just the two of us.

All I really saw was Edward's face; it filled my vision and overwhelmed my mind. His eyes sparkled with the blue of the ocean; his perfect face was almost severe with the depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze, he broke into a breathtaking smile that nearly brought me to my knees. I couldn't help but return his smile forcing every ounce of love I had for him into my eyes, and willing him to feel it.

He stepped just slightly forward when we approached him, his hand reached out to mine. Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as time, placed it into Edward's. In that moment, I was home.

I tried very hard to pay attention to what was happening around me, however as the minister said his part, I was lost in the eyes of my one true love. I took a moment to look at him, really look at him. He was wearing the same deep grey tux as the other men, but his stood alone with a silver-blue vest and champagne tie that matched my dress. He was clean-shaven, and his beautiful bronze hair was waving in the wind. He was breathtaking. I looked into his shining eyes and knew that I was winning too. Nothing else mattered. We had each other and our children.

Just at the last sliver of the sun disappeared behind the horizon, and twilight began, Edward brought his had up to cup my jaw, pressing his lips to mine sealing our love in a kiss that held the promise of forever.

~ The End ~

Chapter End Notes:

There you have it folks! I hope it was worth the read...didn't want to drone on and get too boring! :) Yes, if you noticed...I placed a few BD moments in there! :)

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART!