My eyes opened widely as I found myself back home. Anabell and Heather were still sound asleep on each side of me. I tried to go back to bed but I never could. Find her body? Isabelle's body? Did someone take her body? How was it that it was gone?

The next morning the three of us sat with Charlie as he ate breakfast and we drank blood. "So gramps you remember you have to pick up Mr. Weber at three o clock." Anabell reminded him.

"That is my only job today; it won't be hard to remember." Charlie took the day off for the wedding and, even though he was going to practically busy at the wedding, he still kept eyeing the closet where his fishing gear was.

"Not true, you also have to get ready and look presentable." Heather added. He scowled into his cereal and mumbled "monkey suit" under his breath.

There was a knock at the door. "You think you have it bad. Alice will be working on me all day." He thought about that, silently agreeing with me. Anabell ran to answer the door as I kissed Charlie on the top of his head which earned a blush and mumbling. "Alice is here."

Alice said nothing but a small "hey Charlie" as she grabbed me and the four of us left. When we got in the car she began scolding. "Look at your eyes! What happened? Did you stay up all night?"

I chuckled nervously. "Something like that." That stupid dream kept me up.

She frowned and sighed. "I have only a short amount of time to make you stunning. You might have helped me out."

"I don't think I will be stunning." "Don't say that mommy. You will be perfect; Alice is just being a meanie." Anabell said.

"That's right, all we have to do is make sure she does not fall asleep during the ceremony." Heather said.

"I'll throw my bouquet at her if she does." The three began laughing as I rolled my eyes. "Don't worry. At least you will have time to sleep on the plane tomorrow." Plane?

If we were leaving tonight and would still be on a plane tomorrow, we must be going somewhere far. I was not told anything about the honeymoon and neither Edward nor Alice has given any hints as to where.

Seeing as she gave something away Alice frowned. "You are already packed."

"I could have packed myself."

"But then you would know." "And it gives you three an excuse to do my shopping." I saw each of them smiling. "Mom, you don't have that good of sense of fashion anyway."

I stared out the window as we got closer to their house. How did I know? The trees were wrapped in the thousands of twinkle lights which I saw were from graduation but instead had satin bows on them. "So pretty."

"Take it in because this is all you will see until the wedding." She parked in the Cullen's garage where I noticed the Jeep was not there. "He'll be there waiting, but you can't see him." Heather said, looking where my eyes were looking.

"That's right, we are doing this the traditional way."

I had to laugh. "Traditional?"

"Except the bride and groom."

"You know he has already peeked."

Alice smiled and shook her head. "I made sure to watch what I think around him. No one else has seen the dress except for me."

"And us. But dad cannot see in our minds so we are okay as long as I don't touch the TV." Anabell then took out a blindfold and handed it to Alice who tied it around my eyes. "Grab her hands." I felt myself being pulled up the stairs and into the house, hit by a strong scent. "What is that?"

"Is it too much? You think the humans will like it?" Alice asked.

"It's wonderful." It was a blend of smells. Not too much not too little. Almost intoxicating. "Orange blossoms, lilac, freesia, and roses?"

"Very good Bella." The blindfold was taken off when we were in Alice's oversized bathroom. The long counter was filled with multiple different beauty products. "Is this necessary? I am going to be plain no matter what next to him."

Alice sat me down in the middle. "You have some Original beauty, but not enough. Don't worry, when I'm done with you no one will ever call you plain." Knowing Alice she may be right.

"She probably will suck their blood if they do," Heather whispered, causing Anabell to laugh. I leaned back and closed my eyes as I felt Alice began to work. I did drift in and out, catching up on some sleep. The next time I woke up Rosalie was walking in the room with a smile on her face. "They're back." Edward.

"Keep him away from here." Alice shouted.

"Don't worry, he rather not cross you today." Rosalie assured her. "Esme has him finishing things in the back. Do you need help? Do you want me to do her hair?"

"Yes please, since Heather sucks at hair." Heather gasped. "You have been living for more than 500 years and you do not know how to do a simple braid, how have you survived?"

"You don't need to learn how to style hair to survive in the Stone Age." Heather growled back. Rosalie laughed and began doing my hair. "You nervous Bella?" I did not have to answer for her to know.

"Rosalie, I want the braid to be intricate. The veil goes here, underneath." Alice directed as I felt her hands touching my head. "Stay calm Bella." Rosalie said when she was done. She left to get my dress then went downstairs to find Jasper who was ordered to pick up my mother and Phil from their hotel. Downstairs I heard the door open and close followed by different voices. Alice stood me up to put my dress over my hair and makeup. I felt myself shaking badly as Anabell fastened the long line of pearl buttons up my back. Heather was smoothing the bottom as the satin moved with my shakes. "Creation, you need to calm down." Heather said.

"Yes, deep breaths Bella. Do not want you sweating off your new face." Alice added. "Anabell, hurry and go get dressed, you two Heather. Then Heather can you help Esme with the guests." The two left and two minutes later only Anabell came back in a long silver dress and her curls were wrapped in a large bun with a few ringlets hanging in front of her face. "Anabell, you look amazing." I said, smiling. She did not look 12 but rather a young woman.

"Thank you mommy, Alice, it is your turn."

"Alright, hold your mom together and do not let her sit down." Anabell nodded as Alice darted out of the room. I did as she said and took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. Anabell kept patting my hand. "Don't worry. You look gorgeous mom."

I smiled though I did not know how I looked. I refused to look in the mirror and freak myself out even more. Alice came back in the same dress Anabell was wearing. It fell down her body like a silvery waterfall. "Wow Alice."

"It's nothing. No one will be looking at any of us with you in the room."

"Yeah sure."

"Bella, do you want me to bring Jasper in the room?"

"They're back? Is my mom here?"

"She just came in. She's coming up now. She's rather anxious to meet Anabell." Renee has been here for two days, planning this with Esme, Alice, and I, but she has not yet met Anabell.

"Oh Bella." Was the first thing I heard as she came through the door. "You look so beautiful. Alice did an amazing job with you and the whole house. Oh I could cry! Where did you get this dress it is fabulous! Bella, you look like you stepped out of an Austin movie." Even if she yelled it sounded as if she was a distance away. "It certainly does look as if you were back in the 1900s. Oh I got the contacts for your eyes so they aren't red." She looked to the side at Anabell. "Is this your daughter?" I nodded as Anabell walked over.

"Hi grandma."

Renee smiled and hugged her. "You are so adorable. You look so beautiful in that dress. I would not have recognized you as a 12 year old." Anabell smiled.

There was a loud, muffled throat-clearing from the doorway as Charlie stepped in. "Renee, Esme said it's time you got settled down there."

"Hello Charlie, you look rather smashing," the way she said it was in shock.

"Alice got to me." Charlie replied.

"Before we go, Charlie where is the box?"

Dad dug through his pockets and pulled out a small white box and handed it to Renee. Renee opened it and held it out to me. "Something blue."

"Something old too. They were your Grandma Swan's," Charlie added. "We had a jeweler replace the paste stones with sapphires."

Inside the box were two heavy silver hair combs. Dark blue sapphires were clustered into intricate floral shapes atop the teeth.

I barely could speak. "Mom, Dad, you shouldn't have."

"Alice would not let us do anything else. Every time we tried she would rip our throats out." Anabell and I laughed. Alice took the combs and put them into my braids. "But they are also so you remember that no matter what you are, you are still a part of our family. And Anabell too." Renee added as she hugged Anabell again. I was glad that they accepted me, us. It was a perfect moment until Alice spoiled it.

"Okay so that's something old and blue." Alice said. "Your dress is new so here," she threw a white garter at me that I caught. "That's mine and I want it back." I nodded. "And now you are all finished and officially perfect." Alice stepped back and smiled as if I was something painting she had just finished. "Renee, you need to go downstairs."

"Yes ma'am." Renee gave me a slight hug, careful not to ruin anything, and left. "Charlie, can you grab the flowers please?"

While Charlie was out of the room Alice took the garter and ducked under my skirt and pulled the garter in its place. She was back on her feet when Charlie came back with three frothy white bouquets. Alice took them and gave one to Anabell and me.

Downstairs I heard Rosalie, the next best musician in the house after Edward, begin to play the piano. Pachelbel's Canon. I felt my heart beat rapidly.

"Easy Bells," Charlie said. He looked at Anabell. "Can Originals get sick?"

She shook her head. "Not common, mom, it will be alright. Remember dad is waiting for you downstairs." I nodded, taking another deep breath. The music slowly turned into another new song. Charlie nudged me. "It's time Bells."

"Remember, Edward." Alice said, looking me in the eyes. "Edward, right." I let the two pull me from the room as Charlie followed behind. The music got louder in the halls and changed to Wagner's traditional march. "Anabell you're first."

"Good luck mommy." With that she walked out. "I'm next Bella, count to five and follow behind me." She began to slowly make her way down the staircase. A sudden change in the music had me recognize my cue. "Don't let me fall dad." I whispered. He pulled my hand through his arm and grasped it tightly. We began to descend down the stairs as I kept watching my feet. When we were on the ground I could hear the murmuring and rustling of the audience as I came into view. I blushed fiercely until I was staring at him. Just him.

Just for a few moments I was distracted by the profusions of white blossoms that hung in the garlands from everything in the room that wasn't alive, dripping with long lines of white gossamer ribbons. But I took my eyes away from the bowery canopy and satin-draped chairs to where he was standing before an ach overflowing with more flowers, more gossamer.

I did not notice Carlisle standing by his side and Angela's father behind them both. I didn't see my mother or Anabell or any others, just him. His eyes were a dark gold and when he looked at me with an awe gaze, he broke into a breathtaking smile. It was now only Charlie's arm around mine that kept me from running down the aisle to him. The march was slow as I walked with the music. Thankfully the aisle was short and in no time I was right next to him. Charlie took my hand and placed it on his.

Our vows were the simple traditional ones but we did have Mr. Weber change one small thing: instead of saying the line "till death do us part" for the more appropriate "as long as we both should live."

After the minister said his part all fears and nervous feelings left. This was where I wanted to be, right next to Edward. I smiled to myself when behind the minister I saw myself, or rather, Isabella, smiling back at me. She disappeared right when the minister was almost finished.

"I do." I choke out; all ability to speak was damaged just by staring at him.

When it was his turn, he spoke clear and proud. "I do."

Mr. Weber declared us husband and wife and Edward then raised his hands to cradle my face. They were soft, slightly cold but still felt good. And then he leaned down and I threw my arms around his neck with my bouquet still in hand and kissed him. It was sweet, tender. I forgot everyone else as I just remembered that he was mine forever and I was his. Much to my dismay we pulled apart as the audience began clapping and cheering. As we turned to our family and friends I could not help but continue staring at him.

My mother's arms were the first I felt as I took my eyes off of Edward. Soon I was being passed from embrace to embrace, still holding on to Edward's hand. I was vaguely aware of each person I hugged though I could tell the warm hugs of my human friends and the cool hugs from my new family. One hug though was hotter than them all as Seth Clearwater has come in the place of the lost werewolf.