WARNING: THIS STORY IS NO LONGER BEING EDITED FOR CONTENT. FULL DESCRPTION WILL BE INCLUDED. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED…

Disclaimer: I don't own the original charactersthatare a creation of Stephenie Meyer's vision, but I do take credit for taking them and changing their lives up quite a bit.

This chapter has its own playlist. Also, not that you guys care, but I love the Canon D dance mix that I used for their entry at the reception. It was what my husband and I used for the entry of our wedding party and ourselves at our wedding reception and I couldn't resist. I just love the energy. We also reacted the same way to the beat as E and B do, my sister in law thought we had totally lost it while we were waiting to be announced! LOL!

http:/www. youtube. com/view_play_list?p=C6E257383D1EC9C6

Thanks as always to my fantastic beta Sihaya9. I really worked her hard throughout this story. She did great work! Also a big thanks to Sassenach Wench for her ever quick Validating.

Now on with the reception...

Everything

EPOV

It had been a long day waiting for the evening to come so I could finally marry my girl. Alice insisted we not see each other from the time they pulled her away from me the night before until she walked down the aisle to become my wife the following afternoon.

The hoops everyone jumped through to keep us away from each other were nothing short of ridiculous. One thing got me through the insanity of the day, I convinced Alice to be my information crack dealer. She came to find me on an hourly basis after each time she played the next song on the playlist for Bella, to let me know how she reacted or how she was doing. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it anymore and was going to push through everyone separating us like a linebacker at the Super Bowl, she would come with another update and I would calm down enough to make it another hour.

Just before the time came to go take my place for the ceremony, I sent Alice up with the last song, calling to talk to Bella while she listened. I really wanted one last moment that was truly just the two of us before the ceremony to remind her just how much I loved her and looked forward to spending my days with her.

When the music started, I took my place up front and watched as my parents and Elizabeth were seated, her husband broke his ankle a few days before and wasn't able to come with her, to which I was very disappointed. Not only did I really like the guy, but he really worked to help smooth things over with her over the whole name change thing. He really was a good guy and I had a lot of respect for him.

I smiled as I watched Alice dance up the aisle to stand on the far side...always the exuberant pixie. My smile grew even wider when Rose came forward, carrying my now sleeping niece in the crook of her arm while rose petals fell out of the little pink bag hanging from her wrist. Some day we would probably tease her about how she slept through her first ever flower girl duties.

Soon the first song ended and the song that Bella and I decided on, after listening to what must have been hundreds of songs, started. The band was good, but to be honest, all of my senses faded into the background when she stepped up to the banister with Emmett. I stared at her in awe as my beautiful Bella looked down at me like an angel on high. My heart began pounding in my chest and she made her way toward me, her eyes locked on mine.

The ceremony disappeared in a haze of my awe for her. I still don't know how I managed to get through my vows. Every moment that I held her hands and stared into her face was absolutely perfect. When the minister announced that I could kiss my bride, I grabbed her into my arms, twirling her into a deep dip as I kissed her passionately.

We took some time to greet our guests and allow them all to congratulate us and talk a bit before they were ushered toward the reception tent where they would mingle and begin munching on appetizers and sipping drinks while we took care of getting our pictures taken.

It was a bit tedious, but any excuse to hold Bella in my arms was good enough for me. Once we finished our official poses, we took a walk down the beach, taking a few more artful poses by the water and behind a heart I had drawn in the sand. Once we felt we had everything we wanted, we sent the photographer back and walked on together, taking a moment of solitude.

I loved having her alone and in my arms while we slowly paced up the shore, but as all good things must come to an end, we eventually turned back to face the rest of the night. We knew the party was going to be fun and we needed to spend time with our family, but if I was totally honest, I would have loved to skip this whole tradition and dash off to the airport with her right away. We couldn't disappoint Esme that way though, so we headed back, stealing kisses as often as we could until we finally reached the side of the tent.

Alice had been watching for us and by the time we reached them, she had already gotten everyone lined up and ordered the DJ to start our intro music at the sign. It was pretty silly considering they had been mingling in the tent for the better part of half an hour while we took our walk, but tradition was tradition.

Mom and Dad hugged us when we reached the group. Dad offered his other arm to Elizabeth so she wouldn't have to enter alone and then the dance club version of Pachelbel's Canon D filled the night air as multicolored lights flashed and the DJ announced each section of the group when they entered. Bella and I were excited as we waited, bouncing on the balls of our feet to the beat of the music earning chuckles from the rest of our friends.

The DJ worked his way through the list, leaving only Bella and I waiting outside. I turned to her, giving her one more passionate kiss before pulling her through the doorway and the DJ announced us as Mr. and Mrs. Cullen. The guests all cheered and clapped as we laughed and bounced our way to the middle of the room.

Everyone began tapping their glasses, demanding we kiss. I wasn't opposed to any excuse to kiss my wife. She smiled at me wickedly, knowing it was coming before I could act. I tightened my grip on her hand, tugging her toward me, spinning her frame to face me. I reached one hand behind her neck as the other slid to the small of her waist, spinning her into another dip as I kissed the hell out of her.

She giggled, reaching her hands up to tug at my hair.

Through my closed eyelids I saw the bright flash of several cameras catching the moment before I lifted her back to stand next to me, guiding her swiftly toward our seats of honor at the long table at the top of the dance floor.

Instead of separating them at the head table, we let the couples sit together on either side of us. Once everyone was settled and Emma was happily sitting in her little bouncer seat at the end of the table next to Rose, the night was started with toasts. My parents went first, talking about how much they adored Bella and how much of a blessing I was to their lives. They made sure we both knew that we were loved by them very deeply and they were glad to be a part of this day. Once Mom finished up her half of the speech, there wasn't a dry eye in the house.

The best man and maid of honor speeches were next; Emmett and Rose stood up from their seats, sharing the microphone as they did a joint speech of their own. Bella nearly sobbed outright when Emmett described how much she meant to him and how much of an honor it has been to have her as his sister. He mentioned their parents and how much they would have loved to have been there and how grateful he was that they had each other when they died. He went on to share funny stories of the early days, when Bella and I would skirt around one another but were always drawn to one another, bringing out the best in each other. He finally ended his portion of the speech with a blessing to us both that led to clapping from the audience.

Rose took the microphone next, telling her own tales of watching us in the time she had known us, joking about how everyone knew we loved each other except the two of us. She told specific stories about how they all hinted at it, and yet we were both oblivious to what the other felt, and I was even oblivious to it myself. Then she mentioned some observations that surprised me. She said that even in those early days before I realized the true depth of my love for Bella, I had a fierce devotion and attraction to her. Anytime she was in the room, I automatically seemed to be drawn toward her. It was like she was the planet I orbited around, destined to live in her gravitational field, and even if I didn't know it, she was always my true north, directing not only my physical but my moral compass in ways I had never realized.

My heart palpitated in my chest at the truth of her words. Nothing in my life ever led me to mend my ways in the past, not my mother's tears, not my father's concern, nor the women I left in my wake as I lived my life selfishly, focused solely on my own self-preservation and gratification. It was only when Bella made mention in her sleep how madly my behavior was did I start to change, because of her, because I couldn't stand for her to think of me that way. Only she could start a change in my so drastic that it led me to be in this place this day. She really was my everything.

I was lost in my own thoughts when the toast ended and everyone raised their glasses to toast together. I shook my head absently to jostle my train of thought, lifting my glass and tapping it lightly against Bella's. Mom had found us a beautiful matching set of dazzling Waterford Crystal wine flutes with hearts embossed on the side with our names engraved in the middle.

I sipped the wine, never taking my eyes off of my miracle beside me. A coordinator stood to announce that the food would be served momentarily just as a waitress stepped to the table sliding a plate in front of each of us. The food smelled amazing and looked even better. Mom had more or less followed Bella's guidelines, sticking to the idea of barbecue, but upping the stakes a little with high quality extremely tender meats and fancier sides than the cole slaw, macaroni salad and mashed potatoes Bella had envisioned. The food was divine though; we all ate enthusiastically and yet as cleanly as possible, each of us at the head table decked out in head to toe white, a dangerous combination with barbecue sauce.

The DJ played classical music while we ate. Frequently throughout the meal, someone would begin tapping their glass, demanding a kiss and soon the remainder of the guests would join in. Bella would blush and look shyly at me, as we would cross the space between us to please the demanding masses. When I would pull away she would sigh wistfully and smile at me, a twinkle growing a little brighter in her eyes each time. We were the first to finish our meal since we had been the first to be served, and sat together chatting as I tugged Bella onto my lap, hugging her to me simply needing her as close as humanly possible.

Once everyone had more or less finished with their meals, we moved on to the other traditional parts of the wedding reception. First we stepped to the cake table where Bella's dream cake sat. She had a pretty casual concept for most of the wedding except for the cake. She found a picture somewhere of this beautiful cake with a fountain under three tiers perched on white columns in the middle with six small satellite cakes all round it. Flowers that matched the ones she carried were used as decoration on the cake while each small cake had a tiny bridesmaid and groomsman while a large cake topper sat regally at the top. It was a bit much for the small wedding we were having, but it was quite beautiful and was Bella's dream.

We cut out of one of the satellite cakes, not wanting to risk tipping the big cake over. Bella had already warned me that she would kill me if I shoved the cake in her face. I promised I wouldn't do it to her if she didn't do it to me, making her go first to be safe.

She reached out and took a reasonably small sized square in her fingers with a large amount of icing on it, lifting it to my mouth. I opened, allowing her to place it in my mouth, but the amount of frosting on the piece left quite a bit on her finger.

I went next. She cautiously took the cake from my hand, her eyes cut up at me in warning, which made me smile. I had to resist letting my body to react as her mouth closed around the tips of my fingers as she removed the small square from my hand.

She smiled at me as she chewed the piece and then looked at her finger with a small frown before a mischievous look filled her eyes. She reached up toward me with her finger, pretending she was going to rub it across my face. I started to lean away when she winked and lifted her finger to my lips. I smirked at her before taking her finger in my mouth, swirling my tongue around her offered finger as I licked it clean of the white butter cream icing.

She sighed, her back straightening a bit as I did so, but continued to smile at me. I could see the cogs turning in her mind as visions of our wedding night danced in her head. She was still deliciously unaware of our honeymoon plans. I couldn't wait to get her alone for the next week.

Our moment of fun was soon interrupted by Alice dragging us to the middle of the dance floor where we were placed as the DJ made the announcement for the single ladies to take the floor for the bouquet toss. There weren't many there since most of our friends and acquaintances were either already married or soon to be. After a few minutes, the floor only held four ladies, Alice, Tanya, Sabrina, and Angela. Bella smiled over her shoulder with a wink before lobbing her 'tossing' bouquet which she had made for this so she wouldn't have to part with the one she, carried insisting we get it preserved as a keepsake.

I laughed as I watched the scuffle for the bundle of flowers. All four girls were very determined as they played a tug of war with the flowers before finally Alice ripped it away from the group, bouncing around and cheering while waving it in the air. The photographer finally got her to stand still long enough to take a photo of her with Bella.

Next a chair was brought out onto the floor where Bella was made to sit. I smiled wickedly at her as she began to shift uncomfortably. She knew what was coming next and she also knew me well enough to know I wouldn't behave. The DJ started the iconic garter song, The Stripper by David Rose as I leaned down, a dangerous smile on my face.

She sucked in a deep breath, rubbed her thighs together slightly. I reached down and took her ankle in my hand, running my hands up her smooth legs, until they disappeared under the skirt. I dipped my head under the skirt as well in search for the garter with my teeth, while my left hand smoothed right past it to brush between her thighs teasingly.

She tensed and whimpered. I chuckled knowing she was probably beet red. I was careful to keep the activities of my left hand which were now exploring gently under the barely there material of her thong as my teeth found purchase on the edge of her garter. I wanted to stay and tease her longer, but knew if I kept it up much longer, Emmett would kill me.

I groaned a little to myself in disappointment as my fingers left the slick treasure I had found between her legs while I worked the satin and lace band down her leg and off of her foot. I stood up triumphantly, waving it above my head like a trophy while the guys whooped and hollered.

I glanced over my shoulder to see Bella's very red face glaring at me with a combination of frustration and arousal. I smirked at her with a wink before turning back to the group of single guys that were gathering before me. I chuckled when Benjamin appeared on the floor holding Tanya's little boy, Kellan.

Once everyone was settled, I aimed the elastic over my shoulder, trying to aim in the direction of Tanya's two guys. I shot it off, and unlike how the ladies all fought for the flowers, the crowd seemed to part allowing the band to fly straight to Benjamin and Kellan.

Benjamin laughed, putting the band on the baby's head like a headband. They posed with me for pictures before disappearing to the back corner of the room to rejoin Tanya who giggled away at the pair of them. I smiled, grateful that she really did seem to have found a decent dude this time.

The DJ made the announcement for the traditional dances to begin and the floor cleared. Bella and I had decided to each pick a song for our first dances. We would play her song first since it was shorter in length and dance to it alone and then would use my song to have the rest of our bridal party dance with us after the first minute or so and then allowing everyone to join us after that.

Bella smiled up at me that twinkle glowing in her eyes, as I wrapped her into my arms as the gentle piano began to play. I smiled down at her; Natasha Beddingfield's Againbegan to play. I looked in her eyes as they began to glisten with unshed tears as the chorus began.

Never believedthat things happen for a reason,
but how this turned out,removed all my doubts, so believe
that for you I'd do it all over again.
( do it all over again )
All I went through led me to you,
so I'd do it all over again ... for you. for you . for you

I took a deep breath getting exactly what she was saying. We had both been dealt a rough hand in life, losing parents, mourning their loss, finding our way and making mistakes, suffering through the hostage situation and the trial, but in the end, it leading us to one another and she couldn't regret that. Neither could I.

A tear escaped her right eye, so I reached up to wipe it away, kissing the salty trail it left behind as I pulled her body flush with mine, smothering her face in chaste little pecks until I reached her mouth. The kiss we shared on the dance floor was passionate and intimate. We forgot we had an audience, both lost in the moment together.

Soon the song ended and the DJ announced that the next selection was mine and the guests would be asked to join in at a later juncture in the song. I held Bella close, she rested her chin on my chest, looking up at me sweetly when the slow melody for Lifehouse's Everythingstarted. It was time for me to send a message to her. I leaned down to kiss her lips gently, the lyrics began. As she listened, the tears began to trickle down again; I bore my soul to her through the words of the song, reiterating what I had told her over and over this past year.

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

At this point the DJ asked the wedding party to join us on the floor. They smiled at us, taking the floor to dance in couples around us. I smiled back before focusing again on Bella, stroking her cheeks gently, willing my lungs to keep breathing through the weight of my emotions.

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

The DJ's voice invited the guests to join us after the chorus.

When the next line started, I lifted her up a little to claim her lips with mine, kissing her passionately as I spun us in a slow circle. Her hands buried in my hair, holding it tightly as she kissed me back with abandon.

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want you're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

When the quiet ending played, I leaned into her ear. "It's all true. You are everything to me and I wouldn't be half the man I am without you. Thank you."

She smiled up at me, kissing me gently before whispering. "The same with me, Edward. I love you so much."

I felt something tapping my shoulder and turned to see Emmett smiling down at us.

"Excuse me, dude, but it's my turn."

I smiled at my brother in law with a nod, handing my wife into his huge hand. He smiled down at her, kissing her cheek gently and I stepped away. Jasper had a huge influence on the song lists for the day, giving Emmett several suggestions for his and Bella's adjusted version of the father/daughter dance, which we asked the DJ to announce as the Brother Bear/Little Squirt dance, earning quite a few chuckles from the group. I moved to sit at the table that my parents and Elizabeth were sitting at to watch as they danced and chatted to the tune of Heartland's I Loved Her First.

I smiled as I listened to the song. Emmett disliked country nearly as much as I did, but I had to admit the words more or less seemed to match them really well. Even before their parents died, Emmett had a very strong connection to his little sister. None of us met her until the funeral, but that first year of school almost every other sentence he spoke was about Bella. At first we thought it was his girlfriend back home or something until some of the things he said seemed weird and we finally figured it out. He hated leaving her to start high school without him there and worried like crazy that she was going to get hurt by some guy. He was always sort of like a papa bear as much as a brother bear, even back then.

Then their dance ended, it was my turn to dance with my Mom. Another big stressor with Elizabeth was the fact that I had chosen to have Mom be the official mother of the groom. She was the one who raised me for the better portion of my life. She stuck by me even when it was difficult; when I was a rebellious teen and a college lothario, she never turned me away or turned her back on me. She loved me no matter how bad I fucked up. She was every inch what a mother should be and it was in no small part thanks to her love in guidance that I was here and happy.

I smiled at my mom, reaching a hand out in offer to her. She smiled, placing her hand in mine and letting me lead her out onto the dance floor as the DJ announced the mother/son dance. I had a hard time picking out a song for this dance too until Bella suggested a song I never would have considered because I thought of it as a romantic love song, but as I listened, I realized it was perfect. The DJ opted for this song to bring down the bright dance floor lights and let the illumination of the light strands hanging along the top of the tent to be predominant. I swayed with her on the floor as Celine Dion's Because You Loved Me filled the air.

Mom smiled up at me, with tears in her eyes as she listened to the lyrics. After the first verse and chorus played I leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Thank you, Mom. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you and Dad. I would have never been able to pull it together for Bella without the help of the two of you. I can't begin to thank you for everything, for raising me, for putting up with me, and most of all for helping me be a man that is somewhat worthy of her."

She wiped at her eyes before she sighed against me. "I love you, Edward. You are a good man with a good heart. You are lucky to have each other. Just remember that no matter what happens in your lives, you have to stick together and love each other, even when it isn't easy. Marriage is easy when things are good. It's during the hard times that you have to fight to keep your marriage strong. I know you both have the strength and tenacity to make it through anything, so just love one another and no matter what, your father and I will always be here for you."

I hugged her close as the song came to a close, kissing her on the cheek as my Dad stepped up behind us. He hugged me before wrapping Mom in his arms and holding her close.

Once we were done, the serious traditional songs were over and someone decided it was time for the 'fun' traditional songs to break out. It started with the Hokey Pokey, disintegrated into the Macarena, and then broke out into the mother of all hilarious wedding fiascos, The Chicken Dance. Being the groom, I was not allowed to hide as I usually tended to do during this crazy song, but the laugh that ran from Bella as she was swung around the room during the do si do part was all worth it. We laughed as a slightly drunk Emmett got a little overzealous, nearly knocking Bella off her feet when he twirled her around. It was crazy, but it was fun.

As the evening wore on and the drinks flowed more and more freely, someone got the fun idea of dedicating songs to us. My parents chose Alison Krauss When you Say Nothing At All, and Alice and Jasper chose Tim McGraw and Faith Hill's It's Your Love.Mama D decided to break the monotony of the lovey dovey songs and asked for Smashmouth's I'm A Believer which got us all dancing. I lost count of the rest only taking notice that Bella's boss and her husband chose the Hawaiian version of Somewhere Over The Rainbow by Israel K-something or other too long to pronounce, and Emmett and Rose went 90's Old school with Bryan AdamsEverything I do, I do for you.

The reception lasted late into the night as I stuck tightly to Bella's side. The guests finally began to disband around one in the morning. Bella and I were still going strong though, staying on the dance floor until the DJ began packing up for the night.

Bella looked up at me through glassy eyes. "I'm not ready for it to be over yet." She sighed deeply as I smiled and lifted her chin to look at me.

"The wedding ceremony might be over, but our marriage is just beginning. Now are you ready to start our honeymoon?"

A bright smile filled her face. "Absolutely. Should we go upstairs?" She winked at me and I smiled down at her, rubbing her arm.

"Only long enough to change our clothes and grab our bags."

She frowned up at me in confusion. "But I didn't think we were leaving until tomorrow. You kept saying we didn't have anywhere we had to be tonight."

I smirked down at her, kissing her nose lightly. "I said there wasn't anywhere we HAD to be, I didn't say we didn't have somewhere to go. Come on, I'm ready to get this show on the road!"

We quickly sprinted up to the guest bedroom. I ducked into the bathroom to change, not wanting to tempt myself to stay at the beach house with Bella's unclothed body. Once she was done, we grabbed the bags Alice had waiting for us on the bed and hugged everyone who was still awake, on our way downstairs to the front door.

Bella was still confused when we climbed into Emmett's jeep for our destination.

"Edward, where are we going? Where are we staying?"

I smiled over at her, bringing her fingers up to my mouth to kiss gently, smiling at the feel of her wedding band under my lips.

"It's a surprise, love. You'll find out soon enough."

We drove in quiet stillness as we made our way north to Waukegan. When we pulled into the small airfield Bella looked even more adorably confused. I laughed, parking the car and leading her through the small airport to the waiting area where our pilot waited, surfing the web on his laptop.

Thirty minutes later we were in the air, the rented Leer Jet taking us toward our European destination. Once we reached cruising height, we were informed it was safe to get settled in. I stood up with a wide smile while Bella began asking where we were going. She squealed when I revealed that we were on an overnight flight to Greece where we would be on a beautiful Greek island in our very own private villa for the next six days.

Her joy was only increased when I introduced her to the luxuries of the plane which included a bedroom in the rear. Her smile morphed into a sexy smirk as she pulled me into the room, slamming the door behind her and pushing me onto the bed. She climbed on top of me, moving her body in ways that made me insane. I groaned before flipping her under me, kissing her with unbridled passion.

"So, Mrs. Cullen, I take it you're not too tired to enter the Mile High club with me this evening?"

She smiled up at me coyly. "No, Mr. Cullen, I am definitely awake enough for that."

We laughed before falling into one another again and again, not getting any rest until after we were tucked safely away in our beautiful honeymoon villa.

I decided to leave them here. I hate writing honeymoons...they just get way too boring and predictable after a while. I mean we all know they're going to lay in the sun and screw like bunnies on Viagra, so I figure your imaginations can do them far more justice than I can! I hope you guys enjoyed the last of their wedding day and the end of their story. We have the epilogue next...we jump fifteen years into their future for a glimpse at family life for the Cullen/Swan/Whitlock Clan. Hope you enjoy it.

Thank you all for your amazing reviews and comments. I'm going to miss this story and I'm really going to miss hearing from you guys. I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for helping this story break two thousand reviews on here. I really appreciate it.

As you well know, I do not own the rights to any of the following songs mentioned in this chapter.

Robert Miles – Pachelbel's Canon D Club Mix

Natasha Beddingfield – Again

Lifehouse – Everything

Celine Dion – Because You Loved Me

The infamous Chicken Dance (I really don't know if anyone owns any rights to this insanity)

Allison Krauss – When You Say Nothing At All

Tim McGraw and Faith Hill – It's Your Love

Smashmouth – I'm a Believer

Israel Kamakawiwo'ole– Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Bryan Adams – Everything I Do (I do it for you)