Sorry that this took so long to get out guys. Right after I posted I immediately started writing and got about five pages done before my computer just crashed for the first time. I was devastated and it kinda put me in a rut. I'm so sorry!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter! And I'll go ahead and apologize for any bad grammar/spelling errors!

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P.S. – every dress pic is on my profile. Please don't hesitate to look at them because I don't think the descriptions are my best.

P.S.S – if you really want to get the mood of Edward and Layla's dance listen to 'El Tango de Roxanne' on the Moulin Rouge soundtrack. Not the words just the feel.

"Do you think we would be good parents?" I didn't look up from my old copy of Wuthering Heights as I asked Edward the question but I felt him shrug under me. We were sitting in my room curled up together on my bed reading and it was just now that the urge to ask the question had suddenly overcome me.

"I think you would be an excellent mother." His answer was short. He was avoiding the conversation.

I put my book down and sat up from where I had been resting on his chest and situated myself cross-legged so that I could look at him. In response to my re-arrangement, he looked at me over the edge of his own book with a raised eyebrow but before he could ask a question I did. "But would youwant children?" It was something I just had to ask. Layla's 'surprise' from a couple days ago had been reeling in my head ever since she had said it and I had been seriously considering the possibility.

Did I want a child? I little vampire that would grow up and would be a little something of me and Edward? Yes, I did. I could see him now. A little pale skinned boy with Edward's human green eyes, copper hair and my nose. I wanted a family with Edward, and the more I thought about it the more I wanted it.

Edward sighed and closed his book before setting it on the bedside table before gently prying mine out of my hands and placing it on top of his. He had a solemn look on his face as he held his arms out to me and I took the invitation and curled myself into his arms. "Bella, love, you know that isn't possible. What's bringing this on anyways? Is everything ok?"

I played with his hands, tracing his fingers with my own and twisting them this way and that. It was incredibly frustrating not telling him why I was asking these questions, but I had promised Layla. But I still need to know the answer. "What if it was possible? Would you want children?"

He sighed again, I knew I wasn't helping him any but I needed to know. "Just humor me."

He shook his head a bit. "Bella, I – wait, how much time do we have?"

I craned my head to see the clock which now read 11:49 pm. "Eleven minutes."

He nodded and I felt him clear his throat. "I would adore having a family with you." His words sounded a bit funny to me, I wanted to read his mind to find out what was wrong but in all honestly I really wanted to hear him voice his thought instead of just reading them.

I titled my head to the side so I could look him in the eyes as we talked. "But?"

He ran his fingers through his hair. "Bella, love…"

"Edward, I know that it's not physically possible but I mean, it's something think about isn't it? Just the possibility if it could happen. I think it would be amazing to have –

"Am I not enough?" I looked into Edward's eyes completely mortified by his statement. Regardless of the pain in them I was still able to marvel at their beauty for a moment, the golden eyes with one ring of green separating two section of the gold. "Are you having second thoughts? I mean, I know I proposed really soon after we got back together. Please Bella," he said squeezing me a bit. "Tell me if I'm making you unhappy or if you don't want this just yet."

I leaned up to kiss him, to silence him. "Silly Edward," I smiled as I pulled away. "You're always going to be all that I ever need and want, how could you think otherwise? I am most certainly not having second thoughts." The fear in his eyes seemed to go away but there was still concern, for me maybe? "Edward, why so serious? Don't you wonder what it would be like to have a child?"

"Of course I do Bella but I'm more concerned about you." I was confused at his answer and my face must have reflected it. "All vampires must come to accept this, my love. Rosalie and Esme had trouble with this too, the acceptance. I'm sure if you need to talk to them about it, they'll let you. We just aren't able to have children, I'm so sorry I can't give you that Bella."

I shook my head slightly before leaning up to kiss him once more. I could tell that this conversation probably wouldn't happen until he knew why I was asking these questions. He was always going to be concerned for me and, while it was completely endearing, just this once I kind of wished that he would just let himself think of a hypothetical situation without thinking that I was in any sort of emotional trauma.

"You are way to serious about some things, you know that right?" I asked him and he gave me a half-smile. I decided to drop it for now, no use concerning him with the little time we had left. "That reminds me…" I murmured and looked at the clock. "Huh, 12:02."

Edward's face expressed a bit of shock as well. "Well that's a surprise. Do you think she got distracted?"

"Or held off." I mumbled before nuzzling myself closer to him. "I'm going to miss you."

His arms wrapped around me tighter as he held me against his chest. "And I you. But don't worry, it's just eighteen hours."

"Yeah, eighteen hours of hunting for you with an hour getting ready that will consist of putting a suit on. But for me it's going to be eighteen hours of primping and God only knows what Alice plans to do me. Rose and Heidi too."

"Oh stop it, Bella. We're going to make you look fabulous and you know it." I jumped as the door to my room slammed open revealing a very pissed looking pixie. She marched over to me and shoved a watch way too close to my face. "What does the clock say?!"

"Five after mid-night." I told her with an innocent smile.

"Exactly! This is bad luck! Edward, get out now!" she told him before reaching over and pulling him out from under me and over me by his arm. She was trying to pull him out the door with him while ranting on and on about breaking tradition and blah blah blah while I tried to stifle a giggle at the goofy grin on Edward's face. Using his free arm he tapped his head and I read his thoughts telling me what put such a look on his face.

'Only eighteen more hours my love, then we have forever.'

I smiled at him and he winked as Alice literally threw him out the door before turning to me and pointing. "You. Stay. In. Here. I will be back for you in exactly ten hours."

"Why that long?" I asked, wondering why she would be leaving me alone for that long a time.

"Because," she said exasperatedly "I have to get Rose, Esme, Jane, Heidi and myself ready. Then you, well actually, Layla promised to let me do something with her hair but I have to find her first so if I can she'll be before you but for some reason she insist on being difficult! So as you can see I have a lot to do so I do not need to worry about you sneaky out to find Edward or vice versa so don't leave!" and with that she slammed the door leaving me standing in the middle of my room.

…Well then.

Why was she getting so worked up? It was my wedding. But, then again, I guess she had planned the whole thing. I still had no idea what anything looked like beside the meadow, not even my dress which was a fact that still didn't quite set right with me.

Dress. My wedding dress, which I would have to wear, today. I was getting married today. I couldn't stop the grin from growing on my face. I felt incredibly stupid but I couldn't help myself. I was getting married to Edward at twilight tonight. The more I thought it the nicer it sounded.

But now I had ten hours enclosed in my room…great. I suppose I could leave my room but I really didn't want to impose the wrath of Alice today. She seemed like she would snap if the tiniest little thing fell out of place.

I tried just laying there for a few minutes, not really thinking about anything but when I looked at the clock I scoffed when I found only three minutes had passed. Its seems that even when you're a vampire and time's stretched endlessly in front of you, when you actually have to wait for something that time seems to slow down.

I looked back to my book on the table, not really feeling like reading anymore and got up and walked to the bathroom and was so glad that I had insisted on a bathtub the size of a small pool. I busied myself with filling it with scalding hot water and bath salts that I had received from Alec as a 'just because' gift after Alice had taken him shopping. Apparently, he'd thought I needed something to 'liven up the water' or at least that's what he told me.

I left the room that was quickly filling up with steam to grab my bathrobe out of my closet when my dresser caught my eye. Alice would probably send someone up here to check on me sooner or later and knowing me it would be Emmett who would barge in without even knocking, so as to avoid the situation I quickly changed into one of my bathing suits before grabbing my robe and walking back in the bath room.

A relaxed sigh escaped my lips as I walking into the room now filled with warm steam combined with the relaxing floral aroma emitting from the water. I set my robe over to the side of the tub before slipping in and relaxing into the warm four foot deep water. I laid back and floated around letting the warm air to fill my head and relax me.

"Cannon ball!" I jumped in surprise just in time to get hit by a giant splash and gasped making the hot water fill my lungs. It wasn't suffocating me but it was an annoyance to have to couch up all the water.

"Thanks." I spurted out as I kept trying to get the excess water out of my lungs.

Layla surfaced and shook her hair out much like a dog would do before relaxing against the side of the tub. "Anytime." I glared at her. Stupid sister screwing with my relaxation time. My eyes narrowed even more when I saw her bathing suit. "You know, Kyle would probably pass out if he came in here." She laughed at my tone which only made me glare more.

"Thank you for the…insult? I think that's what you meant it to be." Ok, maybe it was a silly statement but it was the only thing I could think up at the time. And in truth he probably would. While I had opted for a simple purple modest two piece, Layla was wearing a bright orange bikini with little black suns all over it. It wasn't anything too terrible but on her it should be illegal.

Layla snorted as my thoughts became memories. "Prude. It's not like I'm walking down the street in it, besides, you've worn worse Ms. Hula Girl." If I could have I would have blushed. Layla smirked at me as she forced the memory of myself getting a little too over confident in a hula skirt and coconut bra to appear in my mind.

"You promised never to mention that trip again." I hissed at her. She stuck her tongue out at me. "Why sister dear, don't you know that what happens in Hawaii ends up on tape?"

I had a comeback for that one. "Oh yes, just like what happens in Arabia Ms. Belly-Dancer Supreme."

"That was for a disguise and you know it!" Ha! Not so cool now are we?

"Well, you certainly-" I coughed and sputtered as I was cut off by a splash sent my way.

"You did not just go there!" I glared at her through the steam. Using my own element against me, how….I don't even think I had a word for it.

"Yes. And you won't do anything about it." Damn her! I scowled, seeing as I could do nothing else to her and looked around the steam filled room noticing that there was a lot of excess water outside the tub from my sister's oh-so-grand entrance.

"Hey, you got my bathrobe wet!" I shrieked at her noticing the loss of my perfectly puffy bathrobe's puffiness.

She sighed and re-reclined herself as she relaxed again about ten feet away from me. "Just use your power to get the water out of it. Gosh Bells, being a bit overdramatic much?"

I made a face at her as I got the water out of and back into the tub easily. "Hey, I get to be overdramatic. I'm getting married and my hormones are going insane right now." I told and she rolled her eyes. We both knew that hormones hadn't affected us in years.

"So what's been going on with you lately?" I asked her. She had been keeping to her room more than usual lately. The only reason I knew where she was during the day was because everyday after we all got home from school Kyle would immediately go up to her room. She had been taking sick days from school lately and I would really only see her when she would come downstairs with Kyle to get something to eat.

"Oh that? Well, I've been writing down some information about my power that she's been giving me. Just some notes and stuff in that notebook-diary-thing you got me for my fiftieth birthday." I knew who 'she' was without Layla having to elaborate.

"I don't know which is more surprising; the fact that you've been communicating with her, or the fact that you're just now using that journal."

"Hey, I didn't want to waist any of the paper." I rolled my eyes, but I had to admit it really was a nice journal.

"Why do you think she's telling you all these things now? First about the moonstones and then what ever information she's giving you now. And what kind of information is it anyways?" I asked her these questions with complete curiosity. In the past, Layla had to beg her for information about both of us and now she was just giving it away?

My sister just shrugged again. "I don't really know why she's being more generous now than in the past. And it's just things like control, how her power and my power differ, ect. It's all very fascinating." I nodded knowing she was sparing me by not elaborating. Layla's power gave me headaches sometimes with how many different things went into it all. However what I found amazing was that my sister took the time to learn and practice it all without even the slightest complaint.

"You're amazing." At my statement she sat up and looked at me with an incredulous look, one of her eyebrows arched.

"Are you serious?" I nodded. She was. She had so much power and so much control of that power.

"You're a fighter Layla. All your powers, all your abilities, all your control, it's all amazing. You're so much more powerful than I am and you should be. You have strength and heart and character and it's just…amazing." I knew Layla absolutely hated to be complemented like that but I couldn't help it. She shouldn't avoid the fact that she's amazing at anything and everything she tries to do and when it comes right down to it, she's better than me. I didn't resent her for that, on the contrary I was happy for it. I wouldn't be able to handle all that power and yet she's sitting not ten feet away from me pulling it off without a sweat.

"You know Bella, sometimes you can be a total dumbass about things, especially when it comes to us. Did you even consider that fact that everyone thinks I'm so powerful and in control because I have to be? It's not a choice for me Bella, either I'm in control or else. Its life or death for me, everything has always been life or death for me. Either I get it and I survive or I don't and I die. Even in my human life it was like that, so don't go around comparing yourself to me and putting yourself down because our situations are completely and utterly different."

I was surprised at her tone. It wasn't angry parse, but it was definitely agitated to say the least. I looked up at her to see her looking at me with an expression that definitely made me feel like an idiot. Suddenly her eyes softened a bit.

"You know, sometimes, I'm jealous of you." I almost did a double-take but she kept talking. "You never had it easy, exactly, but you've had an easier life than most. And you've used that to your advantage. You take care of people because you've always been in a situation that allows you to stop and think about others over yourself. Do you think that during either of my lifetimes I've had time to be concerned about others?" I cringed because I knew the answer to that. "No, I haven't. I've always had to focus on my survival and -"

I tried to interrupt "But the fact that you try to control yourself is because if you lost control –

"But I'm still here aren't I? The only reason I'm here today is because I want to live, I may not value my life but I do want to live if that makes any sense. It would be better for the world if I died, really. You know that, I know that but I refuse to do so. So I have to practice control. Yes, I care about the rest of the world. But I also think that I deserve to be in this world and if that's not selfish I don't know what is."

"This world's screwed you over so many times. Don't you understand that the fact that you care enough to protect it isn't selfish at all? In fact it makes you even a better person." I was getting angry myself now too. This world had screwed my sister over more than once but here she was, still living and protecting it.

"And don't you understand that the fact that I've had to fight for whatever I want in life doesn't really make me any better? It just means I've had to fight and had no other choice in life. You take care of things in your life because you care enough to do so, not because you have to. Bella, your actions are all selfless and come from your heart because you decided to do them. The only choice I've had in my life is the choice to live or to die, the choice to be in control or not. You've had to choice to care or not to care, to love or not to love, to do so many things and while you've made mistakes, you make so many selfless choices for others no matter how difficult the choice is because that's what you want to do. And that, my dead sister, is strength. You're the strong one here, not me."

To say I was stunned was an understatement. When she put it like that, she really did make me seem like the strong one. I had never seen it like that before. Wow. But she was still understating herself but I knew winning with her was going to be impossible on this matter and plus I could never argue with her logic. But I refused to just give up the argument.

"Let's just say we're both amazing and call it even?" I told her and she rolled her eyes and nodded. Winning an argument with me was a pretty impossible task as well.

Eventually we got on a discussion about Kyle and Edward. It was entertaining to say the least to see Layla go all goo-goo eyes over Kyle. I don't care what she said, she lived for him. In the past she may have just been doing it for herself but now it was for him and I thought that was not only incredibly sweet but good for her.

Suddenly Layla tensed and shot up from her lounge position. "Shit!" she exclaimed before jumping out of the tub and looking around quickly. "What is it?" I asked. "Hide me!" she yelled and jumped back in the water trying to hide herself under the water.

Was she insane? What the hell was that? "Wha-

"Layla!" the door slammed open letting the cool are in and I looked to see Alice glaring at the pool. Layla stuck her head up enough so that just her eyes were out of the water looking completely innocent. Alice glared. "Get your Amazonian ass out of the tub. Now."

"What are you going to do about it, stick midget?" Layla growled out from under the water.

"What did you just call me?!" Alice shrieked and I cringed. "And you promised." She seethed out not even bothering Layla for an apology.

She had gotten Layla there and my sister rolled her eyes and got out of the tub. Layla never went back on a promise. "Cute suit." Alice suddenly switched personalities on us now that Layla was doing what she wanted. Layla scoffed and grabbed a towel before looking at me telling me that I was not going to leave her alone to face Alice's wrath.

I got up as well and she threw me my towel and robe before drying off and then we both followed Alice downstairs to where she was set up in one of our larger second floor bathrooms. While we were headed down I chanced a look at the clock and saw that it was eleven in the morning. Only a few hours to go.

As soon as we walked in my jaw nearly hit the floor as I saw Heidi and Rosalie already done up and ready to go and both looking like they could win a beauty contest with Aphrodite. Their hair was done in a half up, half down do with the part that was up put into an elegant bun.

Their dresses were equally amazing. They were short, gold, sleeveless number with a straight neckline. The sleek gold material had a thin piece of see through black material covering it making it seems more like a tawny gold color than a bright gold. There was a thick sash of gold both under the empire waist and at the bottom of the dress and all in all the dresses, while not what I imaged a bridesmaid dress would look like, were very beautiful. (Pic on profile)

In addition both were wearing gold death traps heels that I knew Layla and Alice would be wearing as well. The shoes really did look scary.

"Alice, a short, sleeveless dress at a November wedding?" I asked wearily, knowing that the cold wouldn't exactly affect anyone at this wedding but still. Something else caught my eye and it might have been a trick of the light but somehow Heidi's dress seemed to look as if more of the gold was accented than Rosalie's but it wasn't by much.

I could practically hear Alice roll her eyes. "It's all with the times my dear, weddings have changed a bit since you thought of them so no questions jut go with the flow." Ok, I guess I wouldn't be asking any more questions.

I looked over the gold color for a moment before looking back at Layla. "Your dress isn't the same color is it?" It wouldn't be horrible if it was but the whole silver hair gold dress thing…well let's just say my mental picture wasn't exactly flattering to Layla's image.

"Don't worry, we've taken care of it." Alice said before forcing Layla down into a chair in front of the vanity and getting out a blow dryer.

"How's our blushing bride?" Heidi asked me. I glared at her and told her I was fine. "Oh come on Bella, don't be like that. It's your wedding day. Now, let auntie Heidi and Rosalie sit you down and give you a nice talk about your wedding night."

I nearly choked and immediately looked at Layla for help. She was sitting down on a chair in front of the vanity as Alice blow dried her hair and she looked at me and smirked. "I'm in my hell; you can deal with yours for a little while."

"Now, now ladies, leave poor Bella alone. She has to be nervous enough as it is." Thank God for Esme. Heidi and Rosalie both shrugged, thinking about how it was my loss. "Thank you, know, Rosalie would you mind helping me with my hair?"

I turned and gave Esme a once over. She looked amazing in her simple light lavender dress that, regardless of its simple design still looked fantastic. I was starting to get a bit self-conscious. Every single woman in this room looked absolutely amazing and beautiful, and I was starting to question how I would be able to look my best around any of them.

Layla scoffed. "I know that face Bella and I will tell you right now to screw what ever thoughts you are thinking right now and send them to hell. You're going to be the best looking person at this thing so just stop being insecure and suck it up. Ow!" she shrieked as Alice gave a rather hard tug to her hair.

"Don't talk to her like that! It's her wedding day, she has a right to be nervous." Alice said in a quipped voice. "But she is right Bella, I am going to make you look even more beautiful than you already are. Edward's going to die when you walk down that isle." She added focusing on Layla's hair.

"He already is dead, genius. Ow! Stop it!" Layla shrieked again but Alice merely rolled her eyes.

"Oh, stop being such a drama queen. You're done anyways." Alice said and Layla glared at her before grumbling and studying herself in the mirror.

It looked….different to say the least, mainly because Layla really never bothered to do anything with her hair because it was perfect anyways. Alice had done her hair in an up do, probably because of how short it was. On either side of her head, her hair had been weaved into two French braids which met at the back of her head in an elegant twist.

Before she could get up, Rose was there putting smoky makeup around her eyes instead of the gold that she and Heidi had. No other makeup could really be used because of the tint of her skin except for the added pink tint to her lips. When Rose deemed her done she looked amazing, the simple makeup someone accenting what was already there.

It took me by total surprise when a look of complete insecurity crossed her face. She looked almost shy as she studied herself in the mirror with an unsure expression.

"Layla, dear, you look amazing." Esme dotted and Layla's face lightened. In the past few weeks Esme had really gone back to being my main figure and at the same time Layla's as well. I think Layla was very pleased about that seeing as her own mother was…well, I wasn't going to use her terminology but from what she said the woman was pretty awful.

"Thanks Esme, and you did a really good job Alice, thank you. I'm not used to seeing myself in makeup. It's been a very long time since I wanted to wear makeup." Alice smiled at Layla's comment but I could tell that my sister was still having some major issues with the whole concept of being dolled up to the degree that Alice and Rose had went.

"I'm the best, I know but now…" she trailed off and looked at me. "It's the bride's turn." I went to my seat without a fight once Layla got up and Alice immediately got to work putting my hair into tight curlers before turning me around to face her and doing this and that with my face.

As we all chatted, Layla, Heidi and Esme eventually had to leave the room. Esme to go check on the boys, Heidi to go help Jane into her flower girl dress and Layla to change into her own dress.

Soon Rosalie added in on the efforts on my face and I suddenly felt the greatest sense of nostalgia. Alice and Rose dolling me up for a date with Edward or at one of our slumber parties during the summer or just because they wanted a human-sized Barbie doll. I smiled at them as they told me about married life for a vampire and I just let them talk. It was nice to have them back in my life and I never realized how much I really had missed them until now.

"Ok, now Bella, please don't look at yourself in our minds ok? We want to save the affect for when you're completely finished." Alice told me and I nodded.

They soon went to work on my hair and instructed me to stay completely still as they took the curlers out and pinned each one strategically on my head with bobby pins. My bobby pin count was eighty-seven before they stopped and Alice put the finishing touches on my hair and Rose did the same on my face.

"You think she's done?" Alice asked Rosalie with a grin on her face.

"Definitely." Rose agreed and I was about to turn and see myself but they stopped me. "Not yet, we still have to get you into your dress. Then you can see."

They pulled me down the hall into one of the guest rooms before telling me to strip and giving me a strapless bra with a matching pair of underwear. I would have blushed as I put them on if I could.

My entire being was buzzing with excitement as Alice came out of the closet with a garment bag and gave it to Alice as she unzipped the bag and revealed my dress. I fell in love immediately and would probably have started to cry if I had the ability.

It was perfect. It was a simple, sleeveless dress with an empire waist and a slight train. The white material was sleek and ran down straight after the waistline but above it the material was in slight layers and formed a slight sweetheart neckline apposed to the bridesmaid's straight cut. I knew a dress like this could make even me look beautiful. The only flourish to the entire thing were the belt of diamond and pearl flowers separating the top of the dress from the bottom with a large flower right in the center. It was beautiful and classic and the more I looked at it the more perfect it got. (Pic on profile)

"I told you that you would like it!" Alice bubbled excitedly while jumping up and down.

"I love it Alice, where did you find it?" I asked as I ran my fingers over the material. It was cool and soft, not silk soft but close enough.

"Paris, my dear, Paris. Layla and I had been stuck between this one and another one for some time but it turns out this one was the winner." She told me as I got a mental image of another dress. Like this one it was sleeveless but unlike this one that flowed straight to the floor, it billowed out in a giant poof before flowing to the ground in layers. It looked a bit Victorian style and while it was a nice dress, it just wasn't my style.

"Alright then, can I put it on now seeing as I have to walk down the isle in a few hours?" My reference to time seemed to bring planner Alice back to life as she rushed me into the bathroom to put it on. I frowned when I notice the mirror had been taken out and put my dress on quickly.

My thoughts were just confirmed when it fit like a glove and I smiled down at myself knowing that it probably looked really good on me. When I walked out of the bathroom Alice shrieked and clapped and Rosalie looked at me with a look of satisfaction on her face.

"Bella! Oh my gosh you look utterly amazing!" Alice squealed.

"She does indeed but I still think it needs a few final touches." I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard Esme behind me. She just smiled at me and I noticed she had a couple boxes in her hand. She opened it and I gasped at the beautiful diamond and pearl tiara that was inside. "This was my mothers and it would mean the world to me if you wore it today, Bella."

I felt happy tears that would never fall pool in the back of my eyes. "Esme, I would be honored." She smiled at that before tapping the bed behind her and I sat down carefully as she carefully took it out of the box and placed it on my head. I just couldn't stop smiling as she rearranged my hair just a tiny bit so the tiara would stay. Even though I technically was one, I had never felt more like a princess that I did now.

Rosalie smiled and came over before opening the other box and pulling out a diamond bracelet with one large blue diamond in the shape of a heart among the smaller cut white diamonds. She took my arm and gently helped me fasten it on my wrist.

Alice was clapping the entire time and nearly bouncing up and down from excitement. "Tada! The tiara is your old thing, the dress is your new thing and the bracelet is your blue thing!"

"Alice…what about the borrowed thing?" I asked and I could tell my voice was a bit airy. I was on a high right now just from this day and I knew I wasn't coming down any time soon.

"Oh right that. Layla! We need Bella's-

But she was interrupted by the door swing open and Heidi and Jane stepped through. Jane would probably kill me if she ever heard my thoughts but…she was adorable! Her hair had been placed up in a bun except for a few ringlets being let down to frame her face and her dress was made of a sleek black material with a dark gold flower right in the center of the waistline.

Wait…black? I looked quizzically at Alice. "Alice, don't get me wrong I love it but why is Jane wearing a black dress?"

Jane huffed and answered me instead. "It was Layla's idea. It's your theme or something like that."

Heidi rolled her eyes at Jane before holding up her hand. "Got your shoes for you." She said holding up the white strappy deathtraps she called shoes. I was so glad I had no circulation in my feet otherwise I'm pretty sure they would've fallen off by the end of the night.

As she helped me strap them on my feet Alice answered my question. "You see Bella, Layla said how the one thing you were completely obsessed with when you were human were my brother's eyes so we decided to make a theme out of it. The closer each of us get to you, the darker our dress is which is why Heidi's has the most gold and Jane, who walks out right before you, has the dress with the most black. Just like the closer Edward got to you, the darker his eyes got."

I liked it. I mean, it never really crossed my mind to have a 'theme' to my dressed but I liked this idea. It was something personal which I thought was perfect for my wedding.

I looked over to Jane again to study her dress and noticed she had what I guessed was my bouquet in her hands. It was a lovely with gold roses and purple and blue freesia tied together by a gold ribbon.

I knew the gold roses were just a recent experiment that botanist has perfected and I wondered how Alice had gotten them.

"Ok lovelies, Jane and I must be off to make sure that the guests find their way there and don't eat the cake." Heidi said as she helped me on to my feet to get used to my shoes. She kissed my cheek and gave me a small hug. "You look amazing dear."

Jane nodded a bit and smirked while looking pointedly at Alice. "So, where's our Layla?"

Jane had long since picked up on the fact that while we all knew Alice and Layla really loved each other like the sisters they were they also aggravated the other to no end sometimes. And while Jane had stopped torturing people physically unless necessary for a long time now, I still knew that old habits die hard and sometimes she would use any chance she had to torture people in the slightest way.

"Can it, Jane." Layla said walking in the room and glaring at our younger sister. My jaw literally dropped open. Holy crap, if anyone could make a black dress look as good it was Layla.

The dress, like the others, was strapless with an empire waistline and a neckline that wasn't as deep as mine but just a bit deeper than the other bridesmaids. The dress itself was…just wow. It was solid black except for a gold sash under the waistline and floor length. But the thing that really made it something that was totally and completely Layla was the fact that there was an extra layer of what I thought was chiffon and every time she would walk it would float around her giving her already graceful stride a phantom affect. She looked completely graceful and intimidating and just…wow.

Finally Jane gave up the starring contest they were having and pulled Heidi out the door with her. Layla turned to me and smiled. "You ready to see yourself?"

"Not yet she's not. Did you bring it?" Alice asked in a quipped voice but the excitement didn't leave. Layla nodded and held out her hand to Alice who immediately snatched something for her and ran over to me and stood up on the bed behind me to fasten it around my neck.

I started to choke up as I recognized what it was. "Layla, is this ok? I mean…it's-"

Layla smiled. "It needs to be worn again and what a better way for it to makes it debut than my sister's wedding? I just need it back in one piece." I fingered the sole charm on the necklace as Alice finished fastening it muttering a 'done' as she did. It was Layla's white gold butterfly charm that she considered to be representative of her first victory in life. She told me how she had stolen it from her mother because Layla had been the one to earn it in the first place. This had been when she was seven years old and had been able to hide it from her mother for all those years and had been wearing it when we were turned.

My three sisters and soon to be mother all looked at me and it looked like Esme was about to cry. "Bella dear, you look absolutely stunning."

"Well then, let's let her see herself then." Layla said before she pulled out a full length mirror from the closet and turned it to face me.

I hardly recognized the person that was starring back at me. She looked like a princess with her dark hair pulled up into almost a Victorian style look falling down her back in gentle curls with a tiara holding it up. Her blow eyes shown with happiness and her make up was delicate and her eyes were framed with a dusty, dreamlike gold and her dress did nothing but accent her figure.

"Wait, one last thing." Layla said suddenly and disappeared into the bathroom. I continued to stare at what I finally figured out was myself in the mirror and ignored Alice's voice telling Layla that they hadn't planned anything else and that I looked perfect. I couldn't help but agree, I felt perfect.

Suddenly Layla appeared behind me and I smiled as we looked like exact opposites in the mirror. She opened the makeup container in her hands and used the large brush and lightly dusted some sparkly gold dust over the mark on my shoulder before doing the same to the exposed wing tattoos on my back that were still exposed by the dress.

"What are you doing? You're going to get powder on the dress." Alice chided.

"No, I'm not. Trust me." Layla said, her voice was airy as she put the finishing touches on me. Immediately Alice's eye widened.

"I trust you." She whispered as if she was under a trance and Layla nodded at her before placing her hands on my shoulders and leaning down to place her chin on my shoulder.

"You look amazing, sis. And I can assure you that you're going to get similar complements for the rest of the day." She smiled at me as we made eye contact in the mirror.

Today was officially the best day of my life. And I hadn't even walked down the isle yet so I knew that it could only get better.

EPOV

I know that the saying is that every man gets cold feet on his wedding day and I was proud to say that I personally had not been experience that particular symptom. However, unfortunately, I was experiencing something that was very akin to human nausea. I seriously thought I was going to regurgitate all the blood in my stomach which currently felt like it was turning uneasily.

"Dude, you ok? You look slightly like your about to throw up." I looked up from where I was sitting with my head in my hands up to Kyle who was growling at his gold tie as he was having some issues putting it on.

I groaned. "I didn't think a vampire could feel nauseous."

He nodded but didn't look away from his reflection in the mirror as he tried to get his tie. I knew he probably had never worn one before but he refused to let anyone else help him with it.

"Well, I'm not exactly one for psychology but why are you nauseous." He asked.

"What if we get married and Bella changes or mind or get disappointed by the whole 'married' concept? What if we went to fast after we got back together? What if she's sitting at the house right now regretting her decision and" I groaned again, my fears getting the best of me. I knew from the second we were separated this morning that it wouldn't be a good idea to leave me alone with my thoughts, and that conversation this morning certainly didn't help. What did she mean children?!

"Well I just think you're over reacting a bit. If a lady doesn't want something, she'll tell you. So just do that whole breathing thing and calm down." I looked up. Kyle Black just gave me advice and in its own way it was good advice. He had a point. If Bella didn't want this she'd tell me.

"Thanks man, are you sure you don't need up with that?" I asked as he had to get out the knot he had made again and start over again.

"I am going to get this and if it's the last thing I do in the world I will die a very successful man."

"Seriously? You'd die a virgin and be totally cool with that?" I rolled my eyes at the crude ass that I called my brother as he entered tent that we were using as the guys dressing room and plopped down next to me on the sofa.

Kyle coughed and glared at Emmett's reflection in the mirror before going back to his tie. "For your information, I would not die a virgin."

Emmett laughed. "Oh really?" I saw Kyle flush and ignored Emmett. I owned the guy so I decided that I would take the attention off of him.

"Emmett, are you wearing a dress? Because I really don't think that Bella would appreciate an extra bridesmaid." It really did look like a giant man-dress. It was just a standard pastor's robe but – and I'm pretty sure it was Layla's doing – it was cut in a way that made his hips and chest look way more defined that I thought possible and it looked a tad bit like he had curves.

Jasper laughed as he walked in the tent as well. "He has a point, Em. But I think you'd be more concerned with the fact that Rosalie might be a bit turned off when she sees that her husband looks more feminine than she does."

Emmett stood up with a huff – quite literally in fact – and flipped his hair. "For your information it's a robe." And with that he walked out the tent.

It took us all of three seconds to start cracking up. "That was just what I needed. Thanks Jasper."

"Any time, besides you were radiating way too much seriousness. It's your wedding day, be happy. And guests have started to arrive so it shouldn't be too long now." I nodded and sunk back into the couch.

The meadow looked lovely, a bit more decorated than I had expected it to be but it had remained simple which both me and Bella wanted. There were a total of ten people besides Bella and I in the wedding party (Emmett not included.) Jane was going to be the flower girl, Alec was going to play the piano as everyone walked down the isle and there were four groomsmen and four bridesmaids.

It was in all a pretty small wedding, only about forty people in all would be there and most of them from the reservation.

Suddenly Jasper, probably feeling Kyle's frustration, spoke. "Um, Kyle, would you like some help with your-"

"Nope." Kyle said shortly.

"He's determined to figure it out by himself." I told him at Jasper who tried to hide his amusement.

"Ah, well alright then." I think he and Emmett had way to much fun picking on Kyle. Him joining our family was inevitable and I think it was their way of inducting him. He would be the youngest in our family and I knew that Jasper and Emmett would play off of that. I was glad that I had made him a groomsmen, I felt that he deserved it and I think it'll be nice to have another guy in the family.

I also knew from Emmett's thoughts that I was stuck listening to him make fun of the fact that I was going to be the oldest virgin in our family. That was just going to be bucket loads of fun.

"Ok gentlemen, it's time to get started." Eleazar said sticking his head in the tent.

Kyle let out a frustrated sigh and I decided to help him out. "Under then over then adjust." I told him and he quickly did the proper adjustments, straightened it then headed out of the tent Jasper and I following behind.

I ran the couple yards from the tent to the edge of the meadow before walking up to the gazebo in the middle where Carlisle – my best man – and Emmett were already situated while Jasper and Kyle went back to girl's tent a little further into the forest from the makeshift isle.

Carlisle clapped me on the back. "You ready for this son?" I nodded and gulped as I saw Alec start to situate himself at the baby-grand piano a few feet away from the gazebo.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I said as I saw Caius and Aro sit themselves down on the front row across the isle from Esme. Bella was having Marcus walk her down the isle as she was closest to him out of the three brothers.

As Alec began playing I stood up a little straighter and watched as the first pair began to walk down the isle; Eleazar and Heidi followed by Rosalie and Kyle then Alice and Jasper. Each of my groomsmen had some designer black suit with a dull gold tie and it looked very nice with the bridesmaids' dresses and each girl was carrying exactly one gold rose.

Layla was next and her dress was very different from the others'. She had a presence that couldn't be denied and she reminded me of a phantom as she glided down the isle, her dress gliding behind her like a shadow. She winked at me as she finished her walk down the isle assuring me that all was well before looking somewhere over my shoulder.

I held my breath as Jane began to walk down the isle, looking just a tad bit miffed when just about everyone their said 'aww' as she passed.

When she finished walking down the isle the piece that I had written for Bella to walk down the isle began and I felt my breath catch in my throat. When did she get there?

"Well, that's a very white dress." Emmett muttered but I paid him no mind because all my attention was focused on the glowing angel walking down the isle towards me. The twilight light made her seems as if she was glowing, even thought technically she was sparkling along with every other vampire in the meadow because of the surprising cloudless horizon.

When she reached me I took her hand and waited for Marcus to give her away even though I knew she was already mine. I couldn't stop smiling through the ceremony which went by in a daze for me as we recited our vows and my entire world fell into place when we kissed for the first time as husband and wife.

I will still in my Bella induced haze – my eyes never leaving hers as we ran back down the isle and before I knew it I was carrying her bridal style into the reception area that was set up in the back yard of our house.

"Ladies and gentlemen: Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen." I heard Layla say as I kissed my beautiful angel once more and I heard cheering all around us.

"Are you happy?" I whispered in her ear as I put her down once we got to our table after going through the crowd and receiving congratulations from everybody there.

She kissed me again and I relished in it before she pulled away all too soon. "I'm euphoric."

I smiled kissing her again and the night had officially begun. Soon I had her out on the dance floor and we danced our first dance to…I don't even know. All I know was that it was beautiful and that Layla sung it. Her voice was so sweet it captured the moment perfectly.

Both Layla and Carlisle made speeches after we cut the cake. We hadn't eaten it but just cut it and smashed it in each other's faces. I wasn't really paying attention to anyone or anything else around me as I watched Bella's expressions and reactions to everything. She was beautiful, she was perfect and now she was my wife. I couldn't be happier.

Soon we were on the dance floor and we staid there a while and pretty soon Bella was pulled away from me to have her father-daughter dance with Marcus and then with Caius, and then with Aro and then with Carlisle while I danced with Esme.

She even danced with Jacob once, smiling the entire time and I couldn't be happier that he was her friend once more. Her eyes seemed to shine just a little bit brighter once she realized she had her old friend back.

She soon got a new dancing partner and while she was dancing with Carlisle Alice ran over to me and we began dancing.

"Don't you know the tradition, Edward? You have to dance with all the bridesmaids and Bella has to dance with all the groomsmen." She said it as if it was some type of law and I would have laughed at her if she didn't look so serious.

I twirled her around trying to hide my laughter. "Really, Alice? I've never heard of that tradition before."

She shrugged. "It's new, just in the last couple decades." I rolled my eyes. Always up with the times my sister was.

So I 'dutifully' danced with Heidi next before Rosalie. When she was exchanged into my arms she put her head on my shoulder and groaned.

I chuckled. "Something wrong, Rosalie?"

She lifted her head and glared at me before looking pointedly over my shoulder. "That's what's wrong."

When we turned around I saw that Emmett – who was still in is priest robes – patting the hand of a young woman from La Push. Were they doing…confessionals? I tried to stifle my chuckles but to no avail as a few slipped through which caused Rosalie to glare at me.

"What? It's not like you won't have fun converting him back to the dark side." I suggested and her draw dropped.

"Did Edward Cullen just make a suggestive comment?" She looked completely stunned. I couldn't see what the big deal was and when I asked she just shook her head and we went back to our dance.

Soon enough I had Bella back in my arms. She had completed her bridle duty (as Alice put it) and danced with all of the groomsmen.

"Have you danced with everybody you need to? Because I don't want to move from this spot for the rest of the night." She said wistfully as I held her to me. I was a bit disappointed that she didn't have to dance on my feet any longer but she was just as graceful as me now so that wasn't required.

"While I would love to keep you here for the rest of eternity, I'm afraid I still have to dance with your sister before Alice is appeased." I told her and she sighed before lifter her head and looking around.

She giggled. Ah, sweet music. "Look, it;s so cute." She said and spun me around to see Layla trying with more patience than she had for anyone else to teach Kyle how to dance so he wouldn't totally embarrass himself at the ball in Volterra. And from his thoughts I knew it wasn't going very well.

Mostly, the dances had been waltzes and it was obvious he knew the steps he just didn't know how to well…dance. But Layla was certainly making it fun for him as she smiled and laughed at him as he tripped around.

"Maybe the waltz just isn't his dance." I told her.

She raised an eyebrow at me, it was adorable. "Oh really? And what do you think 'his dance' would be?"

I took the opportunity to make her completely flustered. "I don't know but I do know my dance." She looked at me with mock curiosity before I snapped her body to mine and held her flush against me. "The tango." She shivered and I chucked. In truth I really could tango quite well, when you had forever why not learn every dance style out there?

"I think we should just stick to waltzes." Bella murmured before burying her face in the side of my neck. I really couldn't see my Bella doing the tango. I mean she could and if she wanted to she could pull off the attitude that one had to have while executing a tango but it just wouldn't be natural for her. My Bella was sweet and calm and intricate, much like the waltz we were dancing to now.

Soon we took a break and started to greet people. I noticed the buffet set out for all the werewolves and humans present and stood by Bella as Emily and a few other women for the Rez came up and hugged her and shook the men's hands as they offered their congratulations.

"Bella, did you see the present table? The picture's amazing!" Emily gushed and that took me by surprise and Bella had the same reaction.

"What picture?" Bella asked.

"Your couple picture." Emily told her, obviously confused to our confusion. It took me a second to realize that neither of us had really taken the time to look at our surroundings.

Before I could look myself I heard Bella's breath hitch and she clutched my arm which was wrapped around her tighter than she was before. "Edward, look." Her voice was breathy and I looked in the direction she was facing and I couldn't help but gape as well.

It was a painting, I could only tell because of the tiny, barely visible brush strokes by eyes picked up but besides that it looked like a photograph. It was of me and Bella obviously. She was on my back as I was leaning forward into a tree as if to steady myself and we were staring into each others eyes with love and adoration seemingly oblivious to the forest around us.

But it was Bella's image that surprised me the most. Her face was flushed and her eyes were the deep brown they had been when she was human. This picture depicted a real moment in time because I could still remember that moment clearing – it was when Bella was human, the first time she had allowed me to carry her on my back through the forest.

"Wow." Bella breathed and I nodded. The painter had perfectly captured the moment, all the feeling that we had been feeling written on our faces.

"My god, you two looked like an elephant just stepped out of a box and stepped on Edward's Volvo." Layla laughed as she came over and followed our eyes to the painting. "You guys like it? I couldn't figure out which was a better moment, this one or the time Edward cornered you by the car, Bella, and convinced you to let him carry you to the baseball field."

I chuckled as I remember how powerful I felt to have that affect over a creature like Bella and she slapped my arm gently. "It's perfect Layla, thank you." Bella said before thanking Emily who dismissed herself to go talk to Leah.

From out of nowhere Alice came up from behind Layla and snatched Bella away from me and I just stared at her in surprise as she began to drag Bella back to our table. I made a motion to follow but she just glared at me from over my shoulder. "You can have her back after you dance with Layla."

I looked at Layla to see her scowl. "Oh come now, I can't be that repulsive." I joked and she laughed in return.

"Would you like the truth or a lie to make you feel better?" she joked back.

"Ouch." I mumbled, feigning hurt before holding my hand out to her. "I'm sorry to say that it seems you have no choice as the pixie lady doth insist."

She smiled before looking over to where Kyle was talking to his mother and father before nodding. "If I must, I must." She sighed with a melodramatic air that made me chuckle. I knew she would make an excellent addition to our family.

I led her out to the dance floor and we just stood there as the last song came to a close so we could start dancing to the new one.

"So, how's Kyle doing?" I asked and so we weren't just standing their awkwardly, began to sway us a bit.

She giggled a bit "Let's just say waltzes aren't his thing, I think I'll get Matt to play a salsa piece after our dance and see how he does with that." Matt was a human friend of Kyle's that had agreed to be our DJ for the evening.

I nodded as I saw Matt hit a button so the next track would play. The first few notes of the song were quite but I could tell it was a tango. And even though it started out soft, I knew it was a dramatic piece.

"Edward, I have something important I need to talk to you about." Layla said as the song started up on an intense note which required us to make a sharp movement to keep up with the sudden. I held her close, her back to my chest as we began the song and I swung her around sharply in my arms.

"Yes?" I asked as I tried to keep up with the song as it changed tempos again but was still as intense as before, the violins and piano playing a sharp beat.

"Yes, I need you to do something for me, but it would require you not to tell anyone or even think about it until it's time to think about it." What was that supposed to mean? I thought to myself as the music swelled once again and I held her close as we began to move across the dance floor in graceful motions to the music.

There was a certain melancholy sensuality to the melody and I could feel it reflecting on my dancing and Layla's as well. Dancing with her was intense but not the same way it was with Bella. Layla had such a presence about how she presented herself and she danced the same way, with intensity and fire and purpose.

I couldn't think of a response as the music built again. The music sounded confused, mirroring my confusion at the moment. What was she asking of me? What was so important that I had to keep it from the rest of the family?

The music slowed once more to a slower beat and I could feel suspense building in the song and lead our dance accordingly. "Why?" I asked her.

"I can't tell you why." She responded immediately as I spun her away from me and then right back. The notes of the song came quickly now as we stepped sharply to meet them as the high sound of the violin played building up the song.

I had little time to think about it, but for some reason, I knew I had to agree. Layla wouldn't ask for anything she didn't need.

"Okay" I whispered as the tension in the song broke I led her in large circles across the dance floor as the song took over and we twirled.

She immediately began explaining as we danced and the melody of the song went on in forte, never ceasing its loud and commanding echo. "When it's time and you'll know when that time is, you are to go to the clock tower in Volterra. There will be a box, high up on one of the beams behind the clock's face. Get it and take it to our family when it's time." With her command I saw a slight silver light drift into my head and knew that now that I had agreed I had no choice.

I looked at her and saw the intensity of her silver eyes looking back at me. "Do you promise not to speak of it, not to think of it and not even allow it to cross your mind until it's time."

I couldn't look away; it was as if I was in a trance. "Yes."

Once again the music began an incline but this time it was both intense and sharp as it echoed in my head. "Then let it be." She whispered as the final, most intense part of the dance washed over us and I led her across the dance floor in a flourish of grandeur movement that we both achieved effortlessly.

As the notes washed over me in the never ending procession, silver washed over my vision in swirls mixed with the slightest bit of grey over and over again. As the song ended I held Layla away from me as we both froze with the sudden ending, her lying back in my arms.

I heard a faint clapping but it was in the back ground of my mind as I still couldn't let go of the hold the silver eyes had on me as I sat their owned upright on her feet.

Suddenly the connection was broken as Layla was walking away from me leaving me in the middle of the dance floor as the next song started. I stared at her while she glided away from me, her black dress flowing behind her like a graceful shadow.

What had just happened?

BPOV

I knew I wasn't the only one transfixed by the two glorious creatures dancing in front of me to the intense music echoing through the air.

Layla and Edward were the two people I had always considered the most beautiful in the world and to see them dancing was like watching angels dance and it was so intense and beautiful you had no choice but to watch as the twirled to the music letting it take over their movements.

They looked like phantoms, Layla with her dress flowing around her and Edward with his black tux with a white shirt and white silk tie. Both had intense looks on their faces and I could tell they were talking but I couldn't seem to focus on their conversation as the devastatingly beautiful dance continued in front of me. It just made it all that intense as they slowed and quickened their pace to the change of tempos in the sensual yet somehow self-destructive mood of the music.

I didn't feel any sense of jealousy as I watched them, only awe because while their movements had a certain sensuality about them, anyone could tell that the sensuality was not directed towards the other dancer but outwards, as if the intensity of the song was just taking them and making them express emotion through the dance. I knew I could never achieve that but again, I wasn't jealous of my sister just…it was amazing to watch them.

The song sped up and was intensified a final time before ending on an intense and sudden stop and it ended like a tango should with the man holding the woman as she laid back in his arms suspended in midair in a dramatic falling position. It was entirely sensual and beautiful and just wow. I heard a couple people clapping quietly and they should, that was amazing.

"Well damn." I heard Kyle curse from beside me. I looked at him to see him frowning and staring intensely at his shoes. He looked very handsome tonight in his tux and I was glad that Edward had made him a groomsmen.

I could tell by his thoughts that, while the dance hadn't affected me, it had him with an acute feeling of insecurity. "What's wrong?" I asked him, already knowing but it would be better if he said it out loud.

"I will never be able to dance like that." He said and I knew that wasn't it. It was the feeling that he would never be good enough for my sister and the sight of her dancing in another man's arms – regardless of the fact that it was Edward – didn't really help all the much. I knew the feeling well in the past and used the feel the same way about Rosalie and Tanya.

"So? My sister adores you beyond words, not being a very good dancer won't change that." I told him with conviction.

He started to retaliate. "But -

"Come on, Pup. Since waltzing doesn't work for you, let's try the salsa." Layla said as she came up to him and said 'salsa' the way she always did by drawing out the 's's and striking a small pose. She didn't gave Kyle any time to argue as she pulled him out onto the dance floor and quickly teaching him the steps to the high beat, fun song that was playing now.

"Salsa with me, my love?" Edward said as I laughed and hit him as he mocked Layla's way of saying the word. We had fun as the fast pace music continued and it seemed so did Kyle as he actually picked it up pretty quickly and was rather good at it too. He seemed better now that he and Layla were dancing, like his world had fallen back into place and I felt a connection with him, knowing exactly how he felt as I snuggled closer to Edward's chest.

I couldn't help but smile as it seemed everyone around me was having a good time either dancing with their significant others or with a new friend it was nice to see them all mingle together as if it had been this way forever. There was no division anymore as I saw a younger human girl from the reservation dancing with Alec and a lady in her late fifties dancing with Caius.

I smiled at Jacob as he danced with his wife. My Jacob was finally back and I couldn't have for a better wedding present from him.

This I saw something that made me smile. Oliver and Tanya were dancing together and I could tell by the look in Oliver's eyes that he was gone, the third werewolf in this pack to have imprinted on a vampire. And from the look on Tanya's face, the feelings were mutual.

Heidi and Sampson seemed to be enjoying each other's company too as I knew Heidi hadn't let any other girl come near him for the entire evening.

Soon enough the evening winding down and soon enough, I was throwing my bouqet as Edward and I were being loaded into a limo to go to the airport for the plane to take us somewhere that I wasn't allowed to know about because it was surprised. I looked back to see everyone squealing around Sarah who was looking at the boquet she had caught in surprise. I smiled, I hoped she found everything she was looking for.

Once we were settled in the car I kissed my husband's cheek before he turned towards me and demanded a proper kiss which I gave him all too willingly. When I pulled away though, I noticed a certain uncertainty in his eyes as he looked out the rear window of the limo to the fading house.

"What's wrong?" I asked him and touched his cheek.

He leaned into my hand before turning and kissing it. "You know, I honestly don't know." It was the uncertainty in his voice that made me check his thoughts and it was true, he really had no idea. He smiled at me thought, making my worry disappear. "But it's not important right now."

He took my hand and kissed. "What's important right now is the fact that I love you, Mrs. Isabella Cullen."

"And I love you, Mr. Cullen." I said with a sigh. This was my happily ever after day and I knew that whatever was to come in the future, though not much troubled me right now, Edward would be by my side the entire time.

No, it's not over and no, that wasn't the climactic scene. And for anyone who was thinking it: no, Layla does not nor will she ever like Edward in that way or vise versa so just expel those thoughts from your head immediately.

That was the longest chapter I have ever writing for this story and I'm pretty sure it will be the longest because I don't plan on the next few having this many things happen at one time.

Any questions and/or comments? Review! I must have impute to keep writing! Please?

- M.R.S