Here it is! The final chapter. I hope my vision of Bella's wedding is fitting. And thank you all for staying with me. I love all of you guys! Please review, and help me go out with a bang!

"Come on, Bella!" I could hear Alice cry as she tried futilely to get Bella to cooperate. We were getting married today, and even though Bella begrudged her the dress, that was just about all she was willing to do.

"No, Alice, just no. I'm not wearing some stupid crown like I'm freaking royalty, because I'm not!" I heard the sounds of a brief scuffle. Alice must really be giving it all she's got!

"It will look so pretty on you, though! And it's going to be sunny today, so the sparkles will match your skin! Please!!" I could hear as well as feel the desperation pouring from Alice. If I knew her, she would consider it blasphemy not to dress like a princess on her wedding day. She already thought it was bad enough that Emmett was going to be officiating. Bella growled.

"Alice, I swear to God. I'm not wearing it. Please, just please with the crown! Could we just, I don't know, just curl my hair a bit and call it good?" She wasn't giving in. I couldn't help but smile at her bravery as I chuckled to myself and went to finish getting ready. As I walked into the room, Carlisle was waiting for me.

"How are you feeling, Jasper?" he asked.

"Honestly, Carlisle? Fine. I'm not nervous or anything. I'm…happy. This just feels right." It was the easiest way to explain it. And I wasn't lying-I was absolutely not nervous. And from what I could tell, Bella wasn't either. This wasn't going to be some big thing with bells and whistles and all of that. This was just Bella and I finally making things right. My families eyes would be the only eyes to bear witness, and I was fine with that. I think Bella was a little sad that her mother couldn't be here with her, but she was happy non-the-less.

"That's wonderful. And we're happy with you. Bella has brought light into your eyes that I myself have never seen. Tell me-do you plan to stay with the family once you're married?" Bella and I talked about that just the other day. I thought she would want to go away for a while. I was mistaken.

"Yes. Bella is happy here, as am I. We want to stay and be a part of this. Maybe someday we'll go off on our own for a while, but for now we'll be here." I could feel his happiness, so I'm guessing that's what he was hoping for. I know Esme was-she loved having her whole family under one roof. Carlisle got up, patted me on the shoulder, and left me to finish getting dressed. I wasn't going all out with a tux-I was just wearing a simple pair of black pants with a short-sleeve white shirt and a black tie. I'm impressed that Alice was letting me get away with so little, to be honest, but I wasn't going to argue. Bella wanted simple and I liked it. I sat down, just for a minute, when Emmett stuck his head in the door. I very nearly died (again) laughing. He was decked to the hilt in a long Priest's robe, complete with all the Catholic decorations.

"Emmett, aren't you worried about blasphemy there?" I said, pointing to his outfit.

"What? I need to look official, right? So here I am. Anyway, Alice told me Bella's ready, so we're going to get started now. And that means you should probably be out here. All though I'm sure there's someone out here who wouldn't mind taking your place if you get cold feet." He smirked at me. I growled back, angry at just thinking about Edward standing in for me. And Emmett was right-I knew very well that he wished it was him.

"I'm not going to let you make me mad. Come on," I said, pushing past him as he laughed at my not-angry-but-angry state. When I entered the yard, I found that the family had kept true to their word about not making a fuss. There was no isle, really, because there was only one row of chairs. Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie and Edward were already seated. The rows were positioned in front of a wood-carved gazebo, that wasn't painted at all. It made it all the more lovely because it was completely natural. Emmett took his place at the head of the gazebo-I caught Rosalie shaking her head at him from the corner of my eye. Esme was beaming, and Carlisle was radiating happiness. Edward looked sick. But he was here, and that was something. I'm guessing it was a show of faith for Bella. He nodded at me, catching my thoughts. I went and stood on the right side of the gazebo, waiting for Bella. We debated, briefly, about having Carlisle walk her down the non-isle, but she felt it wasn't right. She acknowledged Carlisle's part to her, but she wanted to leave that honor open for her father who couldn't be there.

I saw Alice flitting gracefully and quickly towards her seat, carrying a flute. I looked at her questioningly, and she gave me a half-grimace.

"Bella is walking down the…well, walking to you with music, I don't care what she says. I'll play from my seat." I laughed at her disgruntled state. This was not at all the wedding she had planned, but it wasn't her wedding to worry about. Alice turned her head to make sure Bella was on her way, and then faced forward and began playing. It was just a sweet, soft song, but it was perfect. Bella grinned at me, laughed at Emmett, and then began walking to me. Her dress was perfect. It was white and sleeveless. The first layer was satin, and the satin was layered by chiffon. It fell to her knees. There was no beadwork, and no lace. She was wearing a pair of white ballet flats. Her hair was curled-it fell around her face and onto her shoulders in a very carefree manor. She had a daisy tucked behind her ear. And right then, watching her walk willingly into marriage with me, I knew. Everything up until now was done so that I could have this moment now. I looked at Alice, and she was grinning, having put down the flute. I could feel her joy. And I knew that she had seen this long before she let on. Edward was staring at her like she was the only one in the world for him, and I sadly realized that was how he felt. He felt exactly like me, except my joy was his pain. Bella reached me and took my hand, grinning like a fool the entire time.

"You are…beautiful," I whispered to her.

"You don't look so bad yourself," she grinned back. We turned to face Emmett, who was trying very hard to look serious.

"Here ye, here ye! We are gathered here today to join together in the holiest of matrimonies this little munchkin, Isabella Marie Swan, to this big-ass country bumpkin, Jasper Whitlock Cullen Hale." I rolled my eyes at him, but let him continue. Bella thought it was great. He said a few more words, and then it was time for vows. I would go first. We decided to keep them short-summing up our feelings in one sentence.

"Bella-I am nothing without you." She smiled at me, and she'd be crying if she could. Hell, I would be too.

"Jasper-I love you." I couldn't help myself-I reached down and gave her a quick kiss.

"Hey! You can't do that until I say you can," Emmett interrupted. This time it was Bella who rolled her eyes.

"Then please, get to the point, brother bear," Bella said.

"Fine. By the power vested in me by the great internet, I now pronounce you husband and wife!" We turned to each other. "Now you may kiss your bride." And I did.

We turned to the audience after some gentle nudging from Emmett. "May I present for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Jasper Whitlock!" We decided to take my first last name. Bella loved my family, but she thought it would be more fitting if she didn't use the name Cullen right away. I picked her up while she giggled, and spun her down the non-isle while our family came to meet us. And that was it. We were married, and the world had set itself right.

We weren't going to take a honeymoon, at least right away. Bella thought the family should come first, and we had a lot of healing to do together. Besides, she said, we'd have all eternity to take as many honeymoons as we wanted. Right now, we wanted to be together with our family. I gave a quick scan of them as they danced around us.

Emmett was pulling at Rosalie's arm, trying to convince her to say 5 Our Fathers. He really did want her to kill him, didn't he?

Rosalie was angry, but more amused. She refused to play his games. She was looking at us, and I saw her give Bella a tentative smile. Well, that was nice!

Esme was practically choking on her happiness as she pulled Bella into a hug. Well, she more likely sandwiched Bella between herself and Carlisle, but her happiness was writing on her face like permanent marker.

Carlisle squeezed Bella's shoulder and then turned and smiled at me.

Alice was practically exploding with glee, trying to force everybody together for a picture. She saw me watching and gave me a quick thumbs up.

Edward went back into the house. I didn't blame him, not one little bit. But he was here, and we would get through it sooner or later.

I smiled.

Don't forget, I'll be posting the Eqilogue ASAP-maybe even later today. I already had one reviewer guess what was going to happen!