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Chapter 24

Nessie's POV

RING… RING… RING…

I woke up from my deep slumber to hear the nagging sound of my alarm clock, the one I rarely use. I hit the snooze button and turned over, hoping to get some more sleep, considering I spent half the night tossing and turning nervous about the wedding… THE WEDDING!

I practically jumped from my bed with a start, realizing the big day had arrived. When I got up I half expected to find Jacob next to me as usual, but of course, that wasn't the case. Aunt Alice had ordered Jacob to sleep in his house, at least for this night, saying it was customary for the groom to see the bride until the altar, and that not sleeping together the night before would enhance the experience and increase the "mystique". I personally thought it was a bunch of bull, but there was no persuading her or anyone else for that matter, even momma who is usually against her crazy ideas was all supportive of it.

So I'd spent the night alone and anxious, and even though I'd gone to bed ridiculously early to get my, according to Rosalie, "beauty sleep", I still didn't get much of it. But that didn't really matter now; nothing really mattered besides the fact that in a few hours I'd be Mrs. Black. Therefore, I suppressed my tiredness and practically skipped to the bathroom, where I took a nice long shower. Then it was off to the big house, where I found everyone in a huge commotion, all of them walking around getting the last minute details in order.

"The bride is here!" – Ringed Alice's voice. Everyone went to hug me and kiss me, their faces a mixture of joy and pride.

"This is one of the happiest days of my life… are you nervous?" – Grandma was hugging me tightly and I knew that if she could, she'd be crying right about now.

"Um… a little." – That was the understatement of the century; I was so nervous I'd almost puked out the deer I'd hunted the day before with Jacob, right before we had to say goodbye.

"Good… you have nothing to worry about, everything is set and ready and you just have to enjoy it, ok?"

"Mom's right, we did our best and everything looks lovely, no detail was overlooked; you'll be very proud of us!" – Alice was jumping up and down and I couldn't help but laugh a little. Despite all the tortured planning meetings we'd had, I knew she did all of this because she loves me.

Momma came over to hug me and smoother out my hair, as she appraised my appearance.

"Oh Renesmee… to think that just five years ago I had no idea who you were, but knew I loved you from the start. You're the most wonderful thing in my life and not only have you given me the joy of being your mother, but now you're giving me the joy of calling Jacob family."

"I love you so much momma." – We hugged again until we were separated by Aunt Rose.

"Sorry to interrupt, but we need to start getting ready. So the two of you are coming with me, I'm doing your hair and makeup."

"I told you I don't need hair and makeup, my face is practically flawless… anyway, this is Renesmee's day."

"Oh no Bella, you're not getting out of this one."

I took hold of momma's hand and took her with me, smiling at her with my most convincing face. It was true, she didn't need makeup or anything else, she was already a goddess just wearing her sweats, but it was fun for all of us to get made up.

"I promise I won't overdo it… remember for your wedding? How you didn't want to get made up and then fell completely in love with yourself in the mirror?" – Aunt Rose was walking ahead of us, motioning for us to enter her room.

"Ok, fine."

She sat us both in front of her Victorian styled dresser and began her work. She flipped the mirror around so we couldn't see ourselves, holding out the first impression for the last minute. I had no idea what she was doing or what were all the hair products she was using on me, but decided not to concern myself with that. They were right, this was my day. Instead, I let my mind drift to my favorite subject… Jacob. The wedding started to seem like too far away, like the precious hours leading up to it were dragging.

All the while I could hear ruckus downstairs, of the men getting ready as well as grandma and Alice. I kept checking my phone, hoping Jacob would text me or something, hoping to find out what he was up to, where he was, if he was as nervous as me; anything really, just to make sure this wasn't some long dream and that he was really real and about to marry me.

"He's not texting you." – Aunt Rose spoke, after the hundredth time she'd seem me check my phone.

"What? Why not?"

"Alice confiscated his phone so he wouldn't be able to talk to you… she also deleted your number from Embry and Quil's phones."

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"Wish I were… but it's true. You should have seen all their faces when she conducted the phone raid." – Aunt Rose laughed in amusement, but all I could feel was torment; Alice really was crazy.

"Why didn't she just take mine?" – Before I was even finished saying it, Aunt Alice poked her head inside the room and extended her hand toward me.

"Give it here."

"Why? You already took Jacob's… in a complete disregard for boundaries by the way."

"I'm not taking any chances, give it here."

"No."

"Nessie, do you really want to get in a fight with me right now?" – I was un such a good mood that not even Alice's absurdities could damper it, so I just sighed and tossed it to her, deciding to just go along with the whole "no contact" thing.

"Thank you."

"Sorry about that."

"It's ok momma… maybe it's better this way."

After getting my wild curly hair smooth and defined and ready for the final hairdo, Aunt Rose gave me a pedicure and manicure, plucked my eyebrows and applied an enormous amount of scented cream all over my body, making my skin look even shinier and silkier.

Then I was ready to put on the wedding dress. I hadn't seen it finished, just had had a final fitting a few days back, when one of Vera Wang's assistants came all the way here to fit the dresses and return them to New York for the final touches, so my heart started pounding really hard once I saw the white bag that contained it.

It was better than I had imagined… better than better... it was perfect. It had thin spaghettis straps that hooked on the back of my neck, making my shoulders pop. The bust line was a V-neck, extremely low, which meant I had to wear a special stick-on bra and double stick tape to keep the dress from revealing anything. There was a beautiful intricate lace and beading detail on the top and a solid band just around my waist, accentuating it. The bottom was amazing; the fabric so light and airy it looked like it was floating. Just the sight of it made me want to cry and forgive Aunt Rose and Alice for putting me through the aggravating design process, because the end result was so worth it.

Once it was on I loved it even more, twirling all around the room like a little girl. After that, Aunt Rose finished with my hairdo, taking my prepped hair and creating an elaborate braid that loosely rested on my back, placing the diamond tiara she'd given me as a wedding present over my head and securing the veil to it. After that it was makeup and then I was done and ready to finally look in the mirror.

Everyone came up to look at the final result; my entire family all clustered inside Rosalie's room, their eyes sparkling with joy and excitement. I barely recognized myself when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I looked like something straight out of a fairytale, it was completely mesmerizing. My brown eyes popped with the soft eye shadow Aunt Rose had applied, my lips looked big and plumped, my entire body glowed more than usual because of the cream she'd also applied, the dress made me look even taller and thinner, accentuating my hips in a way that made me look somewhat "va-va-va-boom" and finally my hair was loosely pulled back into a perfect intricate braid, with beautiful golden ringlets falling back on my face.

I turned to face dad, whose eyes were so filled with wonder I had to break out into a huge grin.

"My baby, my darling daughter… you're the most beautiful thing on this Earth." – Of course I knew he was lying, if anyone was the "most beautiful thing on this Earth" for him it was momma, but I didn't care; the sentiment was what mattered along with knowing that soon enough I'd see the man who could really say that and actually mean it.

Everyone took turns complementing me. Grandma came over and gave me a breathtaking necklace, placing it around my neck. The chain was made up of a string of incrusted diamonds embedded in an elaborately adorned sterling silver lace, with a blue crystal hanging at the end; it's color so pure and majestic it stung my eyes just to look at it.

"This was the first present your grandfather ever gave me. It belonged a long time ago to the Queen of Monaco."

"Grandma… I… I can't have this."

"Don't worry, I'm expecting it back… this is your "something old, something borrowed and something blue"." – Being new at this whole "wedding" thing, it had completely slipped my mind that I had to find those things. I really couldn't have asked for a more perfect way to get them. The necklace hung ideally from my neck, the blue crystal dangling at the bottom right between my breasts, completing the look.

"I don't know what to say… this is perfect."

"You are perfect my dear… you came into all our lives and filled them with joy and hope and love, you deserve nothing more than perfection." – I hugged her tightly, feeling all the love radiating from her, and tried not to cry otherwise my makeup would be ruined before Jacob saw it.

"Ok... I'm ready… let's do this."

Jacob's POV

I didn't need an alarm clock to wake me up, not when I hadn't slept in the first place. I'd forgotten how uncomfortable and small my bed was, how the sheets weren't as delicious without Nessie's scent on them, how my pillow looked lonely without a few strands of Nessie's hair resting on it, and finally and more painfully, how my body felt cold and alone without her touch, without her presence. I was glad to get this over with, because after today, I would never leave her side and no one, not even Edward, could forbid me to sleep with her.

"Jake… are you up?" – Billy poked his head inside the room and searched my face to see if I was still asleep.

"Yeah, I'm up."

"Well, take your time… I made breakfast in case you were hungry." – Billy making breakfast? Just how much had changed since I stopped spending my mornings here?

"You made breakfast?" – He chuckled and wheeled himself entirely into my room.

"Yep… eggs and bacon… don't know if they're any good though."

"Food is food."

We made it to the kitchen and I was relieved that Billy's cooking wasn't half bad. We ate in silence; a couple of times I felt like he wanted to say something but stopped short.

"Come on dad… just spill it."

"Alright… I just want you to know how proud I am of you… and how proud I know your mother would be… that's all."

"Thanks… I love you too." – We weren't exactly known for our public displays of affection, but today seemed like a good day to start with the whole "I love you-s".

"So… you nervous?" – I shrugged, filling my mouth with the remaining egg so I wouldn't have to talk; because the truth was, I was more nervous than I had ever been in my entire life. Billy gave me a knowing smile and took the plate from me as to begin washing the dishes.

"By the way, Quil called, said they're all getting ready over at the Clearwater's… we should head over there ourselves. I'll just put on my suit."

"Ok, I'll just shower."

Things over at the Clearwater's were hectic. All my pack members were running around trying on their suites and fighting over who got to look in the mirror. They all shouted and whistled at me once they saw me, but quickly returned to their grooming. My sister was fixing Paul's jacket, which for some reason had ripped a little at the seam. Sue came out to greet us, already wearing her dress but with no makeup on.

"Oh… hi, come on in. Sorry about the mess, the boys got all their suits mixed up… it's been crazy. I haven't even got a chance to get ready."

"Ah Sue, you look lovely either way." – Billy kissed her hand and wheeled himself over to the kitchen, where Charlie was trying to tie his tie by looking at himself in the reflection of the toaster oven, considering the only full length mirror in the house was being hogged by seven rather large wolves.

"Hey Billy, Jacob… now you're going to take care of my granddaughter right? Otherwise I'd have to hunt you down and kill you."

"Relax Charlie, that point has been covered by Edward… many times."

"Yeah well, I doubt he'd do much harm on a big boy like yourself."

"Oh trust me Charlie… he can." – He cringed, trying to block out what I'd just said, because truth be told, Charlie preferred to overlook the fact that there was something rather odd about his son in law, not to mention his only daughter, not the mentioned his super aging beloved granddaughter, and me… the never aging punk wanting to marry her, when years ago I was gaga over his daughter. Believe me; they don't even write soap operas like this.

"Jake man, can you help me out with this bowtie." – Quil came out to greet me, stress visible on his face form trying to tie it.

"I have no idea how to… go ask Charlie or Billy."

"That won't be necessary… I can do it." – Leah came out of her bedroom, wearing a long tangerine colored dress. It was sparkly and soft and feminine, something I'd never thought I'd see her in. Her short hair was styled with soft waves and instead of pulling her hair back with a head band like usual, her bangs were swept across her face making her features look warmer. She even had makeup on, and I'm not talking about lip gloss, I'm talking about the whole nine yards. She barely paid attention to me and began to fix Quil's bowtie. I could see Embry checking himself out in the mirror, his tie perfectly centered, and knew she'd probably done his too.

"Wow, what's gotten into you?"

"Don't be such a rude dog Jacob… say something nice." – I was flabbergasted, since when has Leah ever wanted a compliment from me… from anyone.

"Um… you look pretty."

"Thank you Jacob." – She smiled, actually smiled! I continued to analyze her change in mood. Was it just because she was dressed up and going to a wedding or had something happened?

"Hey, you better get dressed… the tiny leech sent over your suit; I put it in Seth's bedroom." – Quil pointed with his head toward the room, as Leah continued tying the complicated bowtie.

The suit looked even better than when we'd tried it out in New York, maybe because this time it actually fit. I stood in the room; looking down at my outfit and feeling my heart almost bounce out of my chest. I instinctively pulled my hand into my pocket, reaching for my phone, but was miserably reminded of Pixie's phone raid the day before. The only thing that could calm my nerves right now was Nessie, and not only wasn't I allowed to see her but I also wasn't allowed to contact her. I reached inside my shirt and took hold of my dog tags, reading the words "if lost please return to Nessie" over and over again, hoping that just by holding something she'd given me that I'd be able to calm down, but it wasn't working.

"Hey, you need any help in here?" – Seth poked his head inside the room. His hair was all shiny from the hair gel he'd used to slick it back. He actually looked adorable, especially with his suit on, like a little kid whose mom dressed him.

"Can you tie this?"

"Sure… dad taught me and Leah."

"Speaking of Leah… what's gotten into her?"

"I don't know, but I think maybe Sam's death released her somehow; I know it's something really nasty to say, but ever since his death, she's been dressing up and fixing her hair and nails, even wearing perfume!!!"

"Really?"

"Yeah… plus she's been going out and stuff."

"With who?"

"Umm… don't know… probably some of her old school friends." – Seth finished with the tie and asked if I wanted hair gel, to which I had to say no. I'm sure Nessie wouldn't want my hair pulled back that way, I hope.

When I walked out of the room I found everyone ready, the guys looking so dashing with their suites on, totally opposite of the way we usually dress, and the girls, specifically Leah and my sister Rachel, looking so amazingly beautiful that I had to suppress a sigh. This was my family, the people who have loved me since forever, the people I can relate to, the people I'm comfortable around, all of them looking at me with such love and support that my nervousness eased up a bit. This wasn't something to get nervous about, this was a celebration.

We decided to have both the ceremony and the reception at First Beach. The beach looked amazing, the soft rays of the Sun filtering through the usual cloudy sky as the blue water moved to a calm soothing rhythm.

Pixie had really gone all out. There were two separate isles of chairs wrapped in white satin. She also placed white satin sheets sprinkled with lavender colored rose petals in the center, marking the path between isles. The same lavender colored roses, along with other kinds of exotic flowers I didn't even know existed, adorned the chairs at the edges of both isles, marking path even more. The altar was marked by two white concrete pillars that anyone in the family could have carried and placed there, with an arc made up of flowers going from one to the other.

Several feet away, next to the ceremony location was the reception area. There was white fabric suspended from these tall wooden pillars, giving shade to the area and producing a really cool tent-like effect, with the fabrics overlapping in interesting weaving patterns, with a few sphere shaped lamps hanging from the cables that supported the structure. All over the surrounding area, she strategically placed candles, that I suspected by the afternoon would light up the entire sand around us like a constellation of fallen stars. I couldn't really see inside because they'd closed it up with sheer curtains, but with my enhanced vision I could tell there was a big wooden platform probably for dancing as well as a stage and tables and chairs. The details I'd have to wait and see inside.

A few guests had already arrived, taking their seats at their respective aisle. I couldn't help but laugh a bit at the sight of the contrasting guests. On Nessie's side I recognized the Denalis, Zafrina, Kachiri and Senna from the Amazon coven, Maggie, Liam and Siobhan from the Irish coven, as well as Alistair, Charles and Makenna. There were a few other vamps that I didn't know or want to know. Just the sight and smell of all these vamps so close to home gave me Goosebumps and put my already unsteady nerves even more on edge. I started to worry about them containing themselves, considering not all of them are "vegetarian".

"No worries, they all had a big meal before coming here… and they're not staying for long."

I jumped up, turning to find Edward standing right behind me, catching me completely off guard.

"What the hell! Don't do that!"

"I thought you knew I was behind you… you really are nervous aren't you?" – He sounded amused, the smug leech.

"No… I just…"

"Don't worry."

"Easy for you to say… you don't have to say your vows with an aisle full of people eating leeches right next to your human family who just so happens to be their direct enemies."

"I told you, they ate… plus, Jasper is keeping their emotions away from hunger."

"Dammit Edward, if one of them snaps…"

"They won't… Alice saw everything go by smoothly."

"Yeah, well that's not a sure bet… especially since she can't see the part where we werewolves are around… maybe it goes by smoothly for you leeches." – He rolled his eyes at me.

"Don't be dramatic… besides, they're all leaving right after the ceremony… they just wanted to share this with Nessie; they love her too much to cause any trouble. I just hope your wolves will do the same."

"Hey, as long as your lot behaves… we behave."

"Good… so… how are you doing… really?" – For a moment I felt as though I was speaking to a friend, like just one of my pals, but then the smell crept in and I remembered this was my soon to be murderous father in law.

"Fine." – I shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant.

"Sure you are."

"Could you just stop getting on my nerves?"

"Alright… I just wanted to wish you good luck and tell you that I'm very proud of you."

"Please don't creep me out Edward." – He smiled and put his hand on my shoulder, just before turning around and heading over to Nessie's side to welcome the guests. Jasper, Emmett and Carlisle where already there as well but with no sign of their significant others; the women probably still getting ready.

More and more guests came, marking even more the painful difference between aisles. Nessie's side was filled with pale skinned vamps, which to the untrained eye looked like really eccentric rich snobbish people, considering the way they avoided eye contact with anyone and barely smiled. Then of course, right next to them was my side, complete opposite. Nobody was sitting down, everyone having loud conversations with a few laughs in the middle; not one of them white except for Charlie who chose to sit on my side with Sue.

This whole thing was really getting go me, so I closed my eyes and pictured Nessie. That was all I needed; it didn't matter that our families are total opposites and legendary enemies, didn't matter that we were both freaks or that danger seemed to find us everywhere. All that mattered was that in a few minutes she'd be mine and I'd be hers… forever.

My heart jolted when I caught a light breeze with her scent. I instinctively started searching for her, knowing she couldn't be far.

"Dude… we're up."

"What?"

"Their calling for you at the altar… it's time." – Quil had a huge grin on, nodding toward the ceremony area. Everyone was already seated; a violinist and an harp player where in the corner playing some background music and Old Quil was standing at the center, wearing his ceremony clothes and gesturing for me to come over.

I turned back and saw Edward, Emmett, Jasper and Carlisle walking away and entering this little wooden cabin that I hadn't noticed before. Nessie was in there with the rest of the women, I knew it. My heart started pounding with anticipation as Quil pulled me and spun me around, forcing me to walk farther away from Nessie but closer to the altar.

"Come on man… everyone's waiting."

As I walked down the center, several of my guests reached out to shake my hand or pat my back, my aunts and other women relatives stalling me by kissing me and wishing me luck. I finally made it to the altar where Embry was fidgeting and playing with the fabric in his pockets, obviously more nervous than Quil about being one of my "best men". They both stood beside me, facing the guests. Clair was the first one to appear, wearing the cutest pink dress you'd see on a little girl, holding a basket full of petals with her eyes focused on a hyperventilating Quil. Once she was done spreading the petals, she went to sit with her mom, her eyes never leaving Quil's. Then the Cullens made their entrance, walking in pairs with their respective mates, except for Bella who walked alone. She rolled her eyes at me, probably embarrassed for having to walk down the center, never really liking to get much attention. She was followed by Nessie's friend, Amanda. It was kind of cruel to have her walk right behind four flawlessly beautiful vampires, Amanda obviously bearing no comparison to them and looking more than a little average in contrast. She nervously smiled at me and came to stand on the other side of the altar.

And then it started… the wedding march; and as it did, I heard the three of us inhaled at the same time, in expectance of what was to come.

Sorry to keep you waiting. My dog died last week and so I really wasn't inspired or motivated to write. But now I'm back; hope you enjoy these chapters, please… pretty please… leave a review, they help me and motivate me so much, you have no idea.