I know it took a long time to get to this point, and I'm really sorry for that. When you've got writer's block it's hard to overcome. But I made myself sit down and finish it, and that's just what happened. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, and took the time to read this. :)

Epilogue

"Edward, do you know which color you prefer for the place settings? Cream or Ivory? I mean, there is a really big difference so I think I need your expertise," Bella said, amusement sparkling in her eyes.

"I don't know, love. If we pick the wrong one it could ruin the whole wedding. I just can't handle the pressure. That's it, wedding's off. Let's just head to Vegas and be done with it," I replied, equally joking.

"That is so not funny, you two. You know what, if you aren't going to be serious about this, then I won't let you help plan," Alice huffed.

"Sounds good to me, what about you Edward?"

"I'm not much for the planning process. I am straight after all. Maybe you could ask Emmett to help you," I burst out laughing when I heard Emmett's cry of indignation.

"Why do I even bother? I'm taking over and you two can just deal with whatever you get," she called while stalking away.

"What's the point of picking stuff when you know what we'll like anyway? Just don't go overboard and we should be fine. But remember, I always have the Vegas option and I'm not afraid to use it," Bella yelled to Alice through her laughs.

Bella swung her legs up to my lap as she settled more comfortably on the couch. Her eyes were still bright with laughter and I felt so lucky that I had her back in my life. I rubbed her feet as I became lost in my thoughts.

The wedding was only weeks away. We were going to be married just a week after graduation. I had proposed at Christmas after a lot of anger from Charlie and apprehension from Bella. She had finally made Charlie understand her point of view and it helped that we had been able to hide her little breakdown from Charlie. Alice really worked some magic with that whole incident. I'm positive that Charlie would have tried to shoot me had he known about any of it.

Bella had made a case to my family and, much to my dismay, she had made sure that she would be turned before her twentieth birthday. She refused to let me remain a teenager while she grew older. I complied, seeing as my family gave me no other choice.

I told her that if she insisted on being changed, then I wanted us to get married. Most of her objections were quelled when I told her how much it meant to me to be bound to her in the eyes of God. I knew she wasn't religious, but I still had the same values and I couldn't just throw them away. Plus I argued that it would give her father some closure knowing that she was going to be taken care of. After that little point she hadn't objected were to get married, have our honeymoon, and then we were moving all of our stuff up to Alaska. Charlie believed we were going to college there, but really Bella would become one of us on the eve of her nineteenth birthday. I was still severely against her becoming one of us, but since the choice was out of my hands, I had started to look forward to what life would be like. I would never have to be without her, and once she was over the bloodlust we could travel all over the world.

I never knew how much someone could change me so completely, but Bella had managed to do just that. My chest didn't feel cold and hollow anymore, I felt alive and so loved that it seemed like I would burst if it grew any more.

I glanced to Bella's face and she looked to be enjoying my nice foot rub if her soft smile indicated anything.

"I love you, Bella. Forever."

She looked up to me and smiled wider.

"I love you, too. Forever and always. Especially if you promise to massage my feet daily," she finished with a giggle.

I leaned over her and gave her a gentle kiss.

"As you wish, my love."

A.N. I thought a nice Princess Bride quote would wrap everything up quite nicely.