A/N: All hail… an update for Cabin Fever. If you haven't noticed yet… we will be nearing the end of this journey I like to call Cabin Fever. I think I have about 5-6 chapters left, including an epilogue because who doesn't like to know what happened five years into the future, right?

But never fear, finishing this story just means I have more time to work on the other two, as well as my various Beta duties, and the C2 Community I recently made with some of my ff buddies for underappreciated but awesome fics. (Link on my profile)

I need to thank the usual suspects for this chapter: MaggieMay14 (beta supreme), flightlessbird11 (who helped unknowingly with this chapter), lovebuggkiss, lysvia and every single one of you who reviewed. I'm glad you like the Jackson Hole wedding concept and hope you enjoy this chapter as well. Welcome to the fold Agathons Fan. Thanks for reviewing EVERY single chapter. LOL

I've been asked by Clancy119 if there will be a sequel… and no there will not. The American Boy sequel is kicking my ass and I seriously doubt I will ever write another sequel again. Although, on the bright side, I do have a few more ideas kicking around in my head for future stories.

I don't own twilight, but I do have two naked cabbage patch kids on my floor.

EPOV

In my opinion, October couldn't get here fast enough. My life was at a weird sort of precipice until October came upon us. Bella was away for most of September on her book tour, which took her through most of the U.S. I flew out to visit her for a few days in San Francisco, but thanks to a hectic schedule at Cullen Advertising and the new campaign we had created both for her book and five other new clients, we were swamped. The life I was living now reminded me of my time in Los Angeles. I woke up and went to work, I ate lunch at my desk and often times ate dinner or sometimes skipped it all together. The highlight of my days now was the phone calls and e-mails I got from Bella.

The lowlight of my month was the constant calls from both Alice and Esme asking me about wedding details. I felt bad constantly reminding them that we were not making any arrangements until Bella returned on October 3rd. I also didn't have the heart to tell them we weren't getting married in Seattle. Esme had dreams of taking over the Fairmont downtown and having some lavish bash, but as Bella and I discussed our desires about our wedding, we wanted the complete opposite of them.

It was only two weeks after our official engagement announcement to our families when we were sitting out on my small patio enjoying the evening sun disappear behind the buildings when we finally came to our conclusion.

"Esme keeps asking me about the wedding," she sighed as she took a sip of her wine and laid it back on the small table. We had replaced the two small chairs out here with one oversized chaise lounge that we enjoyed lying on, wrapped around each other. "I feel like my dreams are going to disappoint her."

"This wedding is about us Bella, not our parents or siblings. Lord knows Charlie doesn't give a shit what we do. He's ready to get the suit on and walk you down the aisle. Don't worry about what my mother wants, or my sister for that matter," I explained as I traced my finger nervously around her ear, reveling in the feeling of her soft skin against my touch.

"She made a guest list already," said Bella as she turned over from her side and rested her chin on my chest. Her eyes were so expressive that I couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lips gently.

"How many people?"

"A hundred and sixty eight," groaned Bella as I ran my hands down her back, trying to soothe her.

"How many people did you want at our wedding?" I asked in response as she grinned at me.

"Including you and me…. Ten. Oh and if you add whoever presides over the ceremony, I guess that would be 11," she said confidently as I looked down at her and saw a huge smile lighting up her entire face. She looked beautiful.

"Eleven people it is. Did you know when you wanted to do it?"

"Well, I always want to do it with you Mr. Cullen…. However, I was torn between a Christmas Wedding this year or a spring wedding next year." Bella was positively beaming whenever she spoke about our wedding when we were together. However, when other family members were around it was a different story. The pressure coming from all angles was unbelievable. Even Logan had to get his two cents in and suggested we get married by Mickey and Minnie Mouse at Disneyworld.

I think the last straw came at Bella's going away party for her book tour. We were all sitting at the Lodge having a lovely dinner in their backroom where Bella and I had gotten back together several months earlier, when Alice decided to tell Bella some news which she wasn't pleased to hear. "So, I set you and Edward you an account at theknot(dot)com," explained Alice as I felt Bella cringe beside me.

"Alice, you have known me the longest out of everyone in this room. Do you really think I want a wedding website?" inquired Bella as Alice sat there, her face still and apparently unsure.

"Since you're mad I'm going to guess no… but listen to me… it's very practical. This way all of our friends and family can get details on the wedding like where you guys are registered, and get directions to the reception hall. I'll even update it for you guys if you want," she suggested as I noticed Bella drop her fork by her side.

"Who here wants Edward and me to elope to Vegas?" she asked with a straight face as no one lifted their hands. Everyone was staring at her in surprise, even Logan and Emmett. "If you guys ask one more question, request or even a recommendation about our wedding. We will step on the plane down to Vegas. This is mine and Edward's wedding and we don't want some big elaborate thing. It will be small and it will be perfect."

"Yeah… what she said," I added in an effort to break the tension. Thankfully everyone laughed at my lame attempt at humor and the situation was defused. We still have a damned wedding webpage, but there isn't anything there but our names and the fake wedding date Alice put up. June 23, 2010.

However, the moment Bella left for her trip, Esme and Alice were all over me about details. Had Bella and I planned anything? Did she want to go dress shopping when she got back into town? How many people are going to be in the wedding party? It was insufferable.

So here I sit, on a small bench outside of baggage claim at Sea-Tac airport waiting for my fiancée, who I had to promise wouldn't be seeing my family for a few days, at the very least. In fact as far as I was concerned, we weren't going to be seeing anything outside the confines of our apartment. I had done groceries this morning, all the bills were paid, the plants were watered… and I was horny as fuck.

When I saw her walk through some double doors at the end of the airport, it was like my world stopped and my cock grew rock hard. I had to stop with the fantasies of stealing her away and taking her into some darkened closet in this airport for a quick screw. Bella deserved better and I had promised to spend my life giving her that.

I rushed towards her, a smile so wide on my face my cheeks were almost hurting. "Fuck, I missed you," I exclaimed as I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her off the ground and greedily took in her scent. When I finally put her back on solid ground, my hands gripped her face gently and I began to kiss every square inch of her lovely face.

"I should go away more often if this is the reception I get when I come home," she said with a grin as I entwined her hand in mind and led her off towards the carousel where the luggage from Chicago was due to arrive.

"No. This month was horrible. Everything in the apartment reminded me of you and some nights I even slept with your pajamas because they smelt like you. Then I determined that was really creepy and ended up snuggling with your pillow instead," I said with a smile as she stood on her tip toes and kissed my lips.

"One person's creepy is another person's adorable," she responded as we stood by the carousel waiting impatiently for her luggage.

Luggage started to descend slowly and I positioned myself behind Bella, her eyes focused on all the bags that were appearing before us. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on her shoulder. "I can't wait to get you home Mrs. Cullen," I whispered seductively as I felt her hands moving smoothly against my arm.

"Oh really. Do tell Mr. Cullen," she whispered back as I sucked her ear lobe into my mouth, not really caring if everyone in the airport saw us.

"Well Mrs. Cullen, I'd like to say I had some romantic evening planned out, but I was simply planning to fuck you on every surface in our apartment till we passed out in ecstasy," I said quietly as I moved my hands slightly so that I was able to cup her firm breast in my hand.

"Why are we waiting till we get home?" she retorted with a wide grin.

"Bella, I would fuck you over this baggage turnstile if I could baby. I'm certain you can feel what you do to me," I said with a groan as she pushed ass back against my raging hard on. I hadn't noticed any movement on her part, but I shivered when her hand slipped behind her back and between us, and she was moving her fingers against my cock, causing me to groan rather loudly. I got a few odd looks from the people around us but determined that I didn't care. Hmm… perhaps I could get road head?

Ten minutes later, Bella's luggage was safely within the confines of the trunk of the Volvo and we were cruising down Interstate 5 back into town, with some old Aimee Mann coming from the speakers. "How was Chicago?"

"You don't care about what happened in Chicago, Edward. Who I met with, how many interviews I had or any of that shit," she said with a smirk as I nodded my head in response. "What are you really thinking?"

"I'm wondering what you have under that skirt," I said succinctly as I tried to watch her as closely from my seat. She wriggled a bit in the chair and quickly tugged her thong off, flinging it onto my dashboard. Where it will stay for eternity. "I guess that answers that question."

"Edward, we've been apart for a month, discounting the two attempts at phone sex and the two wonderful nights in San Francisco almost three weeks ago. I need some release," she panted to me as I was suddenly hard as rock. Is it wrong of me to hope she is about to please herself on the seat beside me. "You won't mind if I take matters into my own hands, will you?"

"Fuck no," I shouted out before I had a chance to think about. We are sooo about to get into a car accident. It only took her seconds, but I quickly glanced over and noticed her skirt was now higher on her hips and her hand was buried between her thighs. I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing that I was unable to see the movements she was making between her legs, but the noises Bella made were driving me nuts.

Her little hand appeared to be working overtime as she moaned and groaned in pleasure. My cock twitched every time my name fell from her lips and I prayed we didn't get a speeding ticket because I was doing my best to get us home as quickly as possible. Mere minutes from our apartment building, Bella screamed out, her orgasm echoing through the car and I honestly thought we were going to hit a tree or something. Just as we turned onto our street, Bella held her soaked fingers out for me and I sucked on them greedily.

"What the hell are you doing Edward?" she asked when we pulled into the underground parking and I ran out of the car and practically dragged Bella out, throwing her over my shoulder.

"We are going upstairs," I growled as I ran to the elevator and hit the button for our floor.

"But my luggage is still in the trunk," she called out in frustration.

"Fuck the luggage." The moment we reached our apartment, I slammed the door shut and forced Bella up against the wall, her skirt now completely bunched at the waist. I didn't waste any time getting down to business and neither did she, as I felt her hands tugging on my belt and pulling down my pants and boxers as I sucked on her neck and palmed her breasts through the fabric of her shirt.

I grasped Bella's ass firmly in my hands and lifted her up slightly. She instantly wrapped her legs around my waist and I plunged deep inside of her eager pussy. "Fuck me," she groaned out as I used one hand to steady us against the wall and another to grip her ass, thrusting into her as hard as possible.

"No more trips … without… aw fuck…me," I gasped out as Bella began sucking on my neck furiously, her tongue working wonders on me. After a few short minutes, I was already on the brink of cumming. I felt Bella's fingers digging into my back through the fabric of my shirt and groaned as I felt us both release with loud screams.

BPOV

It was the longest damned month of my life. Between all the meetings, interviews, photo sessions and lonely nights in the hotel rooms, I was desperate to get back to Edward. When I had nothing better to do, I would usually check out various wedding websites. I hadn't told Edward yet, but I was planning on a Christmas Eve wedding up at the Cullen Cabin. I knew Esme would be all for dragging the entire family up there for the holidays, now I just had to figure out the wedding aspect of everything.

I had already looked up a few vendors and some potential wedding dresses, but I felt bad because I knew how excited Alice and Esme were to help with the wedding planning, so I shelved all my ideas and decided to wait until I got home. However, the more I thought about it, the more I had visions of me in a simple white dress with Edward in a black suit, our family surrounding us. With the backdrop of twinkle lights and a huge Christmas tree, it would be perfect. I might even insist on hanging all the decorations we bought at Target the year before when Edward and I celebrated together. Now we just had to tell the family; my flight arrived at six o'clock on a Friday and we had a family dinner at the Cullen house scheduled for Sunday night.

It was late on Saturday night, after yet another love making session in the shower, when I finally told Edward what I wanted.

"Baby, what would you say if I said I wanted to get married this Christmas at your parent's cabin?" I asked with a grin as I felt Edward's hands running through my slightly damp hair. We had just crawled back into our bed after toweling off and were trying to go to sleep, which I wasn't expecting since Edward's hands were all over my body again. He had become insatiable since I had come back from my tour, not that I minded.

"I would say… whatever Mrs. Cullen wants, Mrs. Cullen gets."

"You do realize we have only two and a half months to plan the entire thing, right?" I asked as he simply smiled happily at me.

"Yes, but the moment you mention the idea to Esme she will be like a tornado of wedding planning. She mentioned to my dad the possibility of someone getting married at the cabin when they bought it. She will love the idea," he said confidently, his fingers still working their way through my hair and his other hand was now massaging my breast.

"Can you think of something other than sex for a minute?" I asked curiously as he shook his head.

"Nope. Now where do you want to go for our honeymoon? I'm already fantasizing about that sex," he said with a laugh as I slapped him playfully against his bare chest.

"You pick… surprise me," I said coolly as he raised his eye brow, unsure of whether I was being serious or not. "Just make it somewhere warm. It will be December after all."

"Consider it done Mrs. Cullen," he said with a laugh as we ended up making out like teenagers in the backseat of a Cutlass Supreme for the next two hours before finally falling asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

"Okay, so I will break the news early in the evening, otherwise they will pester us all night about the plans they have in mind," Edward said with a smile as we walked up to the front door of his parent's house and we walked right in.

"Welcome Back Bella," said Carlisle sweetly as he saw us step in the door. Esme, as expected, bolted from the kitchen and gave us each a warm hug. "Edward's been a little lonely without you."

"I think we have fixed that issue," I said with a laugh as Logan came running into the room with a mouthful of cookies.

"Auntwie Bellas," he said as crumbs fell onto the floor and Esme shot him a disapproving look.

"You'll clean that up after you give your hugs," said Esme as I bent down and Logan gave me a huge hug.

"We missed you," he said genuinely as I nodded my head.

"So I've heard," I said happily as Rosalie and Emmett walked in a moment later looking very flushed. "Rearranging the pantry?" I asked sarcastically as Emmett smiled brightly at me.

"Something like that," he said as Rosalie straightened out her skirt. Since Emmett and Rosalie reunited a few months earlier, they had been taking things slow, until I was away on my book tour and they happened across a house they both fell in love with instantly and bought it. They were moving in mid-November and were clearly excited about everything. As Edward stepped into the living room with Logan on his heels, Rosalie dragged me into the kitchen to show me the floor plans and photos of their new house.

"I can't believe you guys bought a house," I said, my voice still dripping with surprise.

"It was getting ridiculous for us. I was never at my apartment; we were always over at Emmett's. Logan's toys were everywhere and I just didn't feel at home there. We were taking Logan to a park a few block from my place and saw the house for sale, we got an awesome deal even though we need to put a little work into it," she said excitedly as she pulled out some pictures of the house. It was a little shabby, but with a new coat of paint and some landscaping, it would probably look pretty nice.

Rosalie then pulled out the floor plans and showed me each of the rooms. "I think we are going to knock out this wall between the living room and kitchen to make more of a great room, but otherwise the traffic flow is nice."

"Traffic flow?" I laughed happily. "I never once thought I would hear Rosalie Hale talking about traffic flow in her new home that she bought with Emmett Cullen." Rosalie smacked me on the shoulder and simply laughed in response.

"Anyways, the master suite is here on the main floor and all the kids rooms are upstairs," she explained as I counted out the rooms on the second floor.

"There are four rooms up there. Please tell me you are not going to have three more kids," I said with a smile.

"Well, no. We've discussed having maybe two more and one of them will definitely be a guest room or a play room. We're still working out the details," she said sweetly as I leaned in and kissed her cheek.

"I am so glad you are happy Rosalie. Pretty soon we will all have our fairy tale endings right?" I asked as she nodded her head and gave me a huge hug that was broken up when Logan burst in requesting more cookies.

After almost half an hour, Alice and Jasper finally arrived, fashionably late, as Alice liked to remind her mother every time she was reprimanded for not being on time. Unfortunately, they arrived just as dinner we being served, so Edward and I decided to just casually mention the news at dinner and hope for the best.

"The roast beef looks wonderful, Esme," exclaimed Jasper as she served us each a plate of her famous roast beef, garlic mashed potatoes, green beans and Yorkshire pudding. It looked delicious.

"So Bella and I have decided to get married this Christmas Eve," commented Edward simply. It was as though he was asking someone to pass the butter or something.

"Really?" shouted out Alice as everyone stared at Edward and I. "Are you pregnant? That's way too soon to plan a wedding unless you don't want the baby bump showing."

"No, I'm not pregnant Alice," I responded, my voice completely exasperated at her accusation. I took a deep breath and calmed myself quickly. "Edward and I met last December in Jackson Hole and we want to get married there. At the cabin, on Christmas Eve. I would appreciate help from both you and Esme, but I understand if you are…"

"Of course we will help Bella, don't even worry about it. This will however puts me in a bad spot considering I have told so many friends and family about the upcoming wedding," she said remorsefully as Edward scowled at her.

"How many times did I tell you we wanted a small wedding? You said a hundred and fifty guests and I said maybe twenty. So now you are getting the specifics. We will send out announcements to all the guests we don't invite, which is everyone not at this table," Edward said sternly as Esme took her seat and glanced over at me.

"Don't worry mom. When Rosie and I end up getting married eventually, you can have a big lavish wedding," laughed Emmett as Rosalie punched him on the arm. "What? You know you want to wear a huge poufy dress and dance while 500 people are watching you. At least that is what you said when we dated in high school."

"You remember that?" she said as she lifted her hand to her chest, clearly touched that he remembered something that happened so long ago.

"Of course. We might have been apart, but I remembered almost everything you said when we dated. I think it's all etched on my brain like a tattoo," he stated firmly as Rosalie gripped his face in her hands and kissed him passionately.

"Not at the dinner table," groaned Carlisle as Alice moved her hand to cover Logan's eyes.

"You don't have to cover them Auntie Alice, they do this at home all the time," he said with a loud laugh as everyone looked to Emmett and Rosalie who were finally pulling their faces apart and blushing profusely.

Once all the awkwardness was over, Alice and Esme talked my ear off about wedding colors, cakes, floral arrangements and most important of all… dresses. Alice was planning to make an appointment for me at a nearby bridal salon for Tuesday night, since Edward had a late phone conference. They seemed to get over their disappointment about having a small wedding pretty quickly once all the details were arranged. Even as they walked Edward and I out the door that night, Esme was still gushing about the possibilities of covering the entire living room in poinsettias, an idea I wasn't overly thrilled with.

"That was less painful than I imagined," laughed Edward as he opened the car door for me and I slid in effortlessly.

"That's because you just half to stand in your living room in a suit and look handsome. I have to help plan every single minute detail, down to the last poinsettia plant," I said with a laugh after her had gotten into his seat comfortably and latched his seat belt.

"It could be worse. You could be forced into the monstrosity of a wedding that my mother really wanted to plan," he explained as I felt his hand on my thigh and I instantly relaxed. "I've been meaning to ask you something all night though. What happened to the long engagement you wanted? I'm not complaining in the least, but before you went on the tour you were all about dragging this out and now its a few weeks away."

"While I was away… you don't realize how lonely I was. I know you were busy with work in the evenings or spending time with your family, but I was all alone in whatever hotel room in whatever city. Some nights I would just sit there and stare at the ceiling, wondering what the hell I was doing there. I should have been with you," I explained as Edward pulled out of his parent's private driveway and onto the main highway back towards Seattle. "It didn't take me long to realize there was no reason to wait to marry you. I'm certain about you and me. I just took a little distance to make me realize how I shouldn't wait for what I want."

"I could turn out to be a serial killer. You haven't looked in my storage space yet," laughed Edward as I leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"I'll take my chances."