"I'll miss you," Jasper told her, kissing the top of her head softly.

"I'll miss you, too," Alice smiled up at Jasper, washing away any fears that he may have had before. "I'll see you tomorrow," she promised before following Charlotte out the door and to the room she would be staying in for the rest of the day.

She had insisted that they were apart a full twenty-four hours before the wedding, but now she wasn't so sure that she wanted to leave him. Still, Alice dutifully stayed with Charlotte instead of running back to Jasper's waiting arms like she really wanted to right now.

"Do you already have my dress, Charlotte?"

"Of course, Alice, but the dress comes last," Charlotte smiled at Alice, who was carefully looking over her wedding dress before sighing and nodding turning back to Charlotte. "What else do you have to do to get ready, first?" Charlotte asked.

Alice suddenly smiled mischievously and took in Charlotte's weathered appearance. Her hair was knotty, and Alice frowned when she saw the dirt under her nails. "Charlotte, sweetheart, we need major help for this, we are going to a spa to prepare."

Charlotte's eyes widened as she stared at Alice with an incredulous look on her face.

Alice smirked. "Come on!"

"But I don't have any money to pay for it!" Charlotte protested.

Alice shook her head and smirked at Charlotte. "Of course you're not going to pay, silly! I may be the one getting married," she sighed happily there before continuing on determinedly, "but I don't think Peter would mind if you got all dolled up."

"Well...if you're sure...and only if you do to."

Alice giggled. "Of course. And don't worry, I know you'll be able to handle it."

She grinned slyly, and Charlotte smiled weakly in return.

They had a full day ahead of them.

****

Jasper shifted nervously as he waited for Alice to appear. Peter shot him an annoyed look, but Jasper just ignored him. Being away from Alice made him uneasy, and he was eager to finally see her after a long twenty four hours apart.

The moment he saw her though, all thought left him for a moment. Just a moment. Really, he insisted. In all actuality though, it must have been a minute before he fully realized that this breathtaking woman in front of him was his soon-to-be wife, someone who wanted to quite literally spend eternity with him.

She looked beautiful all the time, in his opinion, the first day at the diner, just after hunting, dancing in the rain, even when they were soaking wet...

But this. If he had thought she looked beautiful before, she must have been an angel now. He knew how corny it sounded, but staring at her, in the dress that she had designed all herself, it was completely true. The dress reached her knees, and she had told him what type it was, but he never seemed to pay attention when she told him, more focused on her instead. Small white roses were sewn into the lace and it was cap-sleeved, he remembered, but that was about it.

She walked gracefully up to him, in her hand a small bouquet of daisies. He smiled, knowing those were her favorite type of flower. Well, second favorite, he amended, right after bluebells, of course.

She slowly came to stand in front of him, smiling brightly as she looked upon him. As he stared at her now, she reminded him of a small pixie, the way she stood—so small!—and her hair blowing ever so slightly in the wind. All she needed were the wings to complete the look. Her hair was still spiked in every which way, but there was a certain curl to it now—a subtle curl that one wouldn't notice too easily. Unless you were a Jasper observing his Alice, of course.

The crisp night air shifted around them, blowing the priest's scent his way, but Jasper didn't even notice the smell, to caught up in the girl in front of him, the girl he would proudly be able to call his wife soon. The full moon shone down brightly and happily, as if reflecting their moods and illuminating their pale skin and giving the two of them an ethereal look. There were small lights hanging up for the single human's sake, and fireflies danced all around them.

Peter and Charlotte were sitting off to the side, both of them emanating warm emotions. But it was nothing compared to the wonderful glow that Alice was giving off. Her emotions were so happy and bright, fitting the perfect image he had of her just then.

Even with such a small wedding, Alice was infinitely happy. He smiled. If she was happy with such a small, intimate affair, then it didn't matter, not really.

"Less than ten minutes," Alice murmured to Jasper warmly, too low for the human to hear.

"Can you believe that we're actually here?"

Alice smiled and they shared a long look. With a sudden burst of strong, happy emotion, Jasper almost stumbled back from the sheer force before grinning like crazy.

"Sorry," she mumbled, obviously not meaning to overwhelm him.

"No, it's fine," Jasper answered back, still in a blissful daze.

"I just wanted you to know, this is the happiest I've ever been in my life. Except maybe the day I met you," she whispered. Jasper smiled more softly now, touched.

"This is the happiest I've ever been, too. And one the most hopeful."

Alice smiled and started to raise her hand as if to brush his skin and gently push the hair that was in his face back, but she realized where they were and pulled her hand back, clenching it into a fist and smiling at him in a reassuring way.

Jasper hardly payed attention to anything around him that wasn't Alice anymore, going through the wedding by memory alone now, and not really paying attention.

"Do you, Jasper Whitlock, take Alice Cullen to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest finally asked.

Jasper nodded, "I do." he murmured.

"And do you, Alice Cullen, take Jasper Whitlock to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," her soft, musical voice brought Jasper back to reality as he realized how close they really were.

"Then I now declare you, husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Jasper pulled Alice close and tipped her chin up. "I love you." he whispered quietly before capturing her lips in his. Alice dropped her bouquet to the ground and pulled herself closer than what was probably acceptable, but right then, at that moment, she didn't care.

Peter and Charlotte looked on, and the priest looked a bit taken aback, but they didn't really care pay attention to anything besides one another right then.

Because it was just Alice and Jasper now. Together forever.

****

"May I have this dance, Mrs. Whitlock?" Jasper held his hand out to Alice, smiling crookedly at her.

"You may, Mr. Whitlock."

She placed her hand in his, smiling up at Jasper softly as he twirled her once before pulling her close again. "How's your wedding so far, Mrs. Whitlock? Is it everything you ever dreamed that it would be?"

"Even better than I could have dreamed," she told him softly, leaning her head against his chest as they danced to the quiet music.

With such an unorthodox wedding anyway, they were now simply dancing at the hotel restaurant, despite the fact that they couldn't eat.

"We're going to have to stop dancing soon," Alice told him softly as they continued their spinning.

"Why?"

"Just wait," she advised, and not five minutes later, she was proven right.

"Out of al you couples out there, how many of you are newlyweds? If you've been married for less than a year, I'm talking to you," the lead singer of the band that was playing there called out.

One couple looked up, while Alice simply continued to dance in Jasper's arms, both of them paying half-attention to the man a little ways away from them.

"We're going to be having a competition of sorts, I'm going to see who here has been married for the longest. I'm sorry to say, if you're a newlywed, you're going to have to leave the dance floor for now. You can always come back later, don't forget."

"Come on, Jazz." She took his hand and smiled up at him before faltering ever so slightly when she saw the smirk on his face.

Struck with a sudden vision, Alice looked up at him in surprise before she gave him her own smirk.

"I guess we have to go," was all he said.

"I guess so." She pretended to sigh before grinning slyly up at him once more as he pulled her to the nearby elevator..

****

Their hotel door flew open as Jasper pulled Alice in after himself, bringing her flush up against himself as they hurried in.

"If you rip this dress," Alice threatened, pulling Jasper's jacket off and fumbling with his tie.

Jasper chuckled as he pressed his lips against hers again and again. Finally growling softly, Alice ripped his tie off of his neck and started on the buttons of his shirt. "What happened to not ripping our clothes?" he breathed in her ear.

"I just said you can't rip my dress. It's one of a kind. Your...suit...is replaceable..." she muttered at him as she kissed the scar above his brow. Jasper froze before relaxing into her again, knowing that this would be different. Different from anything else.

With deliberate slowness, Jasper pulled at her dress, and Alice growled impatiently. Jasper laughed softly before pressing her body against his even tighter and sending her a wave of all the love that he felt for her.

Alice gasped and wound her fingers through his hair, attempting to pull him even closer than their bodies were—something that proved to be impossible, as they could no longer bring themselves closer.

They kissed once more on the lips, and Jasper smiled against her happily.

****

Alice held up dress after dress, standing next to their suitcase and turning to look at Jasper.

"The red one, or the yellow one?" she finally asked him as Jasper buttoned up his shirt and tucked it into his slacks.

Jasper glanced up and pursed his lips before answering. "The yellow one."

Alice nodded and pulled the dress back out of the suitcase and setting the red one in, zipping it up. she smiled at Jasper and asked, "So where are we going?" as she put the bright yellow dress on.

"Don't you already know?" Jasper teased her.

Alice grinned and nodded. "Yes, but I know you wanted to surprise me. I'm even practicing the look I'll have when we get there." She made a face as if she were surprised before glancing at Jasper again. "So what do you think?" she checked.

Jasper laughed and pulled her against his chest, where his shirt was still half-buttoned. "It's amazing, I think you might even be able to fool me."

Alice giggled and nodded looking up to Jasper's face and saying, "Good. If I can fool you, I can fool anybody."

"Are you sure about that?" Jasper smirked and pulled away then, surveying Alice. "Are you ready to leave yet?"

Alice glanced around the room once more before nodding. "Yep," she told him, grinning now. "We just have to grab the suitcase."

Smiling, Jasper spun Alice and pulled her back to him as he looked around too. "Time to go, I guess," he murmured in her ear.

"One day we'll have to come back here," Alice said thoughtfully, and Jasper nodded in agreement before grudgingly letting her go and picking up the bag she had full of clothes while Alice gently carried a single item out herself, not wanting to wrinkle the wedding dress in the suitcase.

"Everything else is out in the car?" he verified, and at Alice's nod, they left the hotel room, saying goodbye to Peter and Charlotte, and finally leaving, the destination already in mind.

After driving for a couple days—the joys of not needing to sleep—and quite a few stops for gasoline, they were finally there.

Alice stared up at the familiar building, glancing at Jasper, and then back at the building. Smiling, she got out of the car and took Jasper's hand as they both entered together, leaving their things in the car to get later.

Jasper pulled a key out of his pocket and carefully held it out to Alice, smiling when he saw her eye's light up.

"I know that I already knew where we were going, but still, it's nice to be back," she admitted softly, unlocking the door and turning the knob.

They both walked into the room, and Alice's smile widened as she looked around, taking in the room with a fine layer of dust covering it. Even so, it seemed wonderful to them.

"It's good to be back."

"Yeah. It's good to be home," Jasper agreed, and he wrapped his arm around her before stepping fully into the apartment, smiling when he saw the radio. "And it's exactly as we left it."

Short, much? Gah, I should have written more *Sad face*. On the plus side, my wonderful Alice and Jasper (that are not actually mine) are now married!

So, about the...suggestive sex scene. I'm not going to be writing any lemons, or anything really graphic, for that matter, so should I change the rating to "M", or can I leave it at "T," since it that's all it will be, suggestive? And yes, it did seem kind of choppy, well, to me at least, but I guess I kind of just wanted to capture little bits of the entire wedding day.

Disclaimer: Yes, I created the wonderful Alice and Jasper...that's why I'm writing on fanfiction about the side couple. Yeah...no.

~Tally