Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight and no before you ask I am not Stephenie Meyer. I also don't own any of the Twilight Characters. Leilah Anne however is mine and I do not want you to steal her from me! Steal her and well I'll track down the Volutri and send them after you!

However I do own a few twilight ticket stubs, some left over Christmas Hershey's kisses, ALL four seasons of Grey's on DVD, the order number for my brand new ipod nano that will be engraved with "you inspired this one…", oh and of course a red alabaster heart handmade in Volterra, Italy…courtesy of my lovely beta Katie M Cullen…

Speaking of my vamptastic beta...without further adieu ladies, right because we're all ladies here…I think… I present to the stage Katie M Cullen!

*round of applause*

Katie, hun, what is that you own that's clearly not the twilight series or characters? Although I'm sure you would LOVE to have Edward Cullen all to yourself?

I own nothing really, an iPod that leaks battery acid, too many headbands to count, a lot of Twilight things and the pictures I took of Robert Pattinson when I saw him. (Yes! I have seen him with my own eyes! Be jealous! We've breathed the same air. It's more than amazing.) I own my stories that aren't FanFiction! Oh and I own the grammar snobbiness that happens in this story, and the epic fails that I miss. I own NO characters (Stephenie's) or plots (that's Aileen's) or ideas (well some are mine :D). I obviously couldn't have done this without her, and our minds that are officially in the gutter. It's insane.

Oh and I'd be terrible not to give a shout out to my human friends (because the rest are all vampires, you know…) who I see EVERY day, it's awesome. They are MoonyPadfootandProngs981, AGRIMLIKEDOG and volleyball7491. Hi ladies! :D I hide everything about this entire story from them. Sorry girls, I love you and you know that. A beta's gotta do what a beta's gotta do :D Yeah and if I ever find out that she's leaked…well let's just say there will be plane tickets bought and hell to pay! (Aileen's words not mine)

Oh, and this is in CELEBRATION of TAYLOR OFFICIALLY BEING JACOB in NEW MOON! HECK YES! So happy! :D I can't say that enough! Congrats, Taylor!! Yes, three cheers for Taylor…hip hip hooray! :D Together we decided we needed to celebrate so we've come together and updated!

Off to Aileen…who deals with my venting and sends me epic care packages and greetings from sunny California and all the playlists from Stephenie, when I'm too lazy to download them! Also, the amazing Cullen Crest keychain which is on my keys now. Oh, and she is considerate of the time difference. (which is difficult, but we make it work!) And I try to be considerate of her…except for my wakeup texts.

I'm rambling…okay, I'll stop!

I've given Katie the task of writing the next couple of chapters. Originally it was something I did as a thank you for ALL the hard work she's done. I mean she does deal with my ramblings, my random grammar mistakes, she picks up the slack for me when I have brain farts, she takes random phone calls when I'm having a bad day at work. Who knew being my beta was such hard work? :D So, she really does deserve some credit.

So here she is for the next...oh couple chapters or so give or take right katie?..right! :D making her OFFICIAL Nine Months In The Making debut

I give you the lovely and talented Miss. Katie M Cullen!

I can't believe I can see it. The exact place where we'll be pronounced husband and wife.

We've written our own vows.

It was damn near impossible to put my feelings into words.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "You've been kinda weird for a little while now."

"Perfect, never better. I'm marrying you, aren't I?" I said lightly. I looked at my engagement ring that sparkled on my finger.

"Are you sure? Are you one-hundred percent sure you want to marry me?" he added, sounding like I was the one backing out here. No way in hell.

"Are you kidding me?" I shrieked, causing him to jump.

I couldn't believe he was trying to mettle his way out of marriage. I wasn't the one who proposed. Sure, I had wanted to get married since we've first started our twisted relationship. Now he's backing out? I felt the tears sting behind my eyes.

"I'm more than sure about this. Trust me. The love I have for you is unlike the love I've ever had for anyone. I want to be your wife, more than anything in the entire universe. I can't believe you're so blind to it." I explained. I sniffed, trying not to let those tears spill over.

"Love, are you crying? Do you need me to pull over?" he asked, panicked.

I was just so damn nervous. There really wasn't a reason to be. No one would be there. I should be good for a little while longer.

"No." I stammered, drawing in a shaky breath. "You're not having second thoughts about this, right?"

"Why else would I have proposed to you? You are the only woman who could ever handle me. I can handle you, and all your complaining—" he said taking his eyes from the road and staring at me.

I glared at him to shut up, but his glare fought mine, so he could finish.

"I love everything about you. I'd do anything for you."

"Me too." I replied curtly.

"What I'm trying to say is, I'm ready as long as you're ready. Whatever happens, we're together, right?"

I nodded. "Yes. We are."

"And I have no doubts about you becoming my wife. None at all…this is just so unlike you. I wouldn't have pegged you for the Vegas wedding type." he chuckled lightly to himself.

"I wouldn't have pegged you for one either." I smirked placing my hand on top his squeezing it.

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