A/N: Happy Easter! (For all those that celebrate it). Here is another chapter as a treat for you guys! Review!

I still needed to pick out the cake, the dinner menu, my shoes and even my bridesmaid dresses. Ugh, so much to do.

"Cheer up Bella," Kim said bumping shoulders with me in the car.

"Yea, you're wedding is going to be amazing," Sarah said turning to face me from the front seat.

"Dum dum dum dum," Andrea hummed like Quil did at the bon fire.

Letty had us call it quits after dinnertime, when her and Sue took us out again. The day was finally coming to an end and I had picked out most the food. I promised them to go finish all the wedding things when Leah was done with her make up patrols, but they also wanted me to get the cake design and flavor chosen with Sam. So that was another thing I had to do.

As I shuffled in the house from the long day, I saw everyone was hanging around here.

"Oh gosh," I breathed, plopping on top of whoever was on the couch.

"You look like you had fun," Embry laughed.

"Don't even get me started," I sighed.

"What did you do?" Collin asked.

"There were flowers and food and dresses. Ugh, there's even going to be more dresses and shopping. We aren't even close to finishing it all."

"Well, that's why you have a month," Sam smiled.

I rolled my eyes, "Yea yea, well you and I have to go cake shopping this week. We have to pick out the design and eat a bunch of samples."

"Yum," Brady said.

"Ha, yea, just wait till you go through 20. Then you want to barf."

"Doubt that," Jake laughed, patting his belly.

Towards the end of the long week, Sam and I had picked out a wedding cake and flavor. We were pretty plain people at the end of the day. Our cake was wide and four-tiered. We thought the bigger, the better with the Pack. Anyways, the cake was white and had a bunch of swirly designs to sophisticate it all around. On top was our bride and groom, but he was holding me in his arms and were gazing in each other's eyes. I thought it was pretty cute. The flavor of our cake was actually half chocolate, half vanilla, two tiers of each. The samples were all pretty good, and we thought about doing something unique, but I think Sam and I both were getting tired of trying cake and stuck to the traditional stuff.

"Hey Bells?" Sam asked as we were getting ready for bed.

"Yeah?" I responded, putting on some lotion before slipping under the sheets.

"Who did you want me to ask to be my best man?"

"Sam, you can ask anyone you want," I said. "You don't have to have my approval or try to run it by me. This wedding is part yours too."

"I didn't know if you wanted me to ask Jake…" he trailed off.

"Baby, you can ask anyone you want to, inside the Pack or out."

"I think I'm going to ask Jared," he said slipping into bed.

"Yea?" I said coming to snuggle with him.

"He was the second to phase and we got to know each other pretty well before Paul came in the picture. I guess I feel like he would be the right guy to pick out of everyone. Its hard though," he said running his hand up and down my back.

"I know what you mean," I sighed, kissing his bare shoulder, "but I'm glad you are picking Jared, he is a good guy- all of them are," I told him.

"Whom are you picking for the maid of honor duty?" he wondered to me.

"Not sure yet," I yawned. "hopefully I will know soon, but I feel like I shouldn't pick. It feels unfair," I admitted tiredly.

"No, it's just a title. I guess it only means more since we are adding thought to it."

"Maybe," I yawned again.

"Goodnight Bella," Sam said softly.

"Night Sam. Love you," I hummed.

"Love you too baby," he told me and I drifted off to dreamland.

Leah finished up her makeup patrols by the second week of August. This caused all the girls to go shopping again. We picked out my shoes, and even how I wanted my hair (which Rose liked). I had set it straight with Alice that I wanted my makeup natural and then we picked out my jewelry.

"oh fuck," I exclaimed as I waited for everyone to try on their bridesmaid dresses I had picked out.

"What?" Sue and Letty asked as they sat next to me.

"I have to write my vows," I claimed.

"That you do Bells," Leah smirked as she came out. The mothers gasped while I grinned, "it's sold my lovely maid of honor, you are wearing that dress."

"What?" she asked me, freezing in her place. I blushed and bit my lip. Guess I had chosen. "Well," I started off as Letty and Sue watched me walk forward, "I need a maid of honor. And even though I subconsciously just picked right now, I feel like it's the right choice. You're my sister, whether Sue and Charlie decide to tie the knot right now or not and I would love to have you be the first female person to have my back.

Tears watered in her eyes and she almost jumped into my arms. "Of course I will Bella, I…thank you," she sniffled.

"of course," I laughed. Kim, Andrea, and Sarah soon joined us all out afterward in their dresses and I smiled. They each somehow fit their style. I had picked the wine color of the calla lily flowers to coincide with the dresses.

Each of the girls standing in my wedding, who were the imprints with me now, had the same color dress with a different styles. For example, Leah's was strapless straight across with a tight fitting waist and flair out to the top of her knees; Sarah's had a sweetheart neckline and flared down a little more than Leah's. Kim's dress was a thick spaghetti strapped v-plunged design that cupped both of her boobs nicely and flared out to her knees, while Andrea's was one shouldered and dipped down to under her armpit, to later flared out.

Last but not least, yes I know you are surprised, was Claire. She shyly came out from the dressing room and we all shined smiles her way brightly. Her dress was a thick-strapped halter-top dress that was tighter around the top and flared out even more than the rest of the girls. Smiling I bent down and hugged her. "You look beautiful."

I had picked Claire to be another one of my bridesmaids because I thought it would be exciting for her. There was a marriage going on and I felt like she should be included in that- almost as if it was her right. She was apart of the family, even still being pretty young. I also especially wanted her to experience what it was going to be like and have her start fantasizing of the dream.

As the seamstress went over all the measurements and fixed what needed to be, I waited and talked with the mothers. Alice and Rose were going to be in my wedding too (yea even though I said I wasn't going to have a huge one, it was going to be, well in my book anyways. 7 girls and flower girl? Sheesh) so I picked out their dresses too. Alice was going to be wearing a spaghetti strapped dress, actually fairly plan, but I figured she would spice it up with her makeup, jewelry and hair. It flared out more like Leah's originally did and she approved of that.

Rose's dress was more of designed as a circular neckline. It was actually fairly close to her neck and then had lose material at her chest area. It then tightened again a little above mid body and then began to loosen again, somewhat flaring out. Hers was quite different from the rest of the girls not only because it was a circular neckline because of the back. Turning the dress was where it was the prettiest. The circular neckline met at the back of the neck with the semi thick straps and then went straight down, only to plunge out again left and right to show some more skin. It connected back to the dress and adapted normally to the style. I knew Rose's was more unique, but I wanted it for her and worked all of the same. As everyone else was finishing up I waited for my flower girl to get here.

The little chimes on the door dinged and I looked over to see Scott bringing Joey.

"Hey you two," I smiled walking over to them. Scott apologized for being late to us and put down little Joey.

"Scott, Joey, I would like you to meet some more of the family, this is Sue, Seth and Leah's mom- Leah is over there," I said pointing to the people, "this is Letty, Paul's mom and Will's grandmother," I told Joey. She nodded. "Here is Kim, and next to her is Sarah and Andrea." I smiled.

"Hi Claire," Joey said first.

"Hi Joey!" she exclaimed waving as the seamstress was fixing her dress. Scott and Joey had met the whole family a few times but each time Scott was pretty overwhelmed.

I remember the first time like it was yesterday too…

Brady had brought them over to mine and Sam's house. It was unexpected but we welcomed it nonetheless. All of the guys were hanging around, coming in and out with Patrols and waiting for dinner.

"Scott?" I said popping my head up from the oven.

"Hey Bella," he said slightly overwhelmed. He held onto Joey, who was looking all around.

"Hey Sam," Brady said.

"Hey Brady, you brought some guests?" Sam asked kissing my cheek.

"Sam Uley, you are…" my fiancé said stepping out to introduce himself.

"This is Joey, my daughter and I'm Scott," he said.

"Oh yea, Scott, of course. Nice to finally meet you," Sam said shaking the man's hand.

"Hey Joey, did you want to sample this bread for me?" I asked. She nodded and kicked her daddy lightly as a signal to get down. Coming over to me with a rush, I held out some bread for her to try. She nodded and smiled, "that was good."

"Think it will go with my spaghetti?" I wondered. She nodded again, "yea."

"Okay," I smiled.

"Did you guys want something to drink? Brady you know where they are," I told the pup.

"Can I have some juice?" Joey asked.

"Sure, we have some in the fridge. What did you want? I think we have fruit punch, orange, and mixed berry."

Her eyes widened, "can I have a mixed berry?"

"Of course," I smiled going to the fridge and pulling out a juice box.

"Isabelley!" a voice called busting through the door.

"Hey Claire," I smiled as she ran up to hug me. Quil chuckled and followed her further into the house.

"Oh umm…hey?" Quil said confused to the new people in my kitchen.

"Quil, this is Joey and Scott, they are with Brady," I said.

"Oh wow, dude, nice to meet you," Quil said shaking Scott's hand and waving to the little girl Joey beside me.

"I'm Claire," Claire said introducing herself to Joey.

"Hi," Joey said shyly.

"Want to go play? Quil always does with me," Claire said.

"So does Brady," Joey said with her eyes widening again.

"Come on," Claire said taking the lead and walking off. Us adults all laughed as Quil and Brady who just returned into the room with a drink for Scott, was pulled off to go play.

"You have a really nice house," Scott said.

"Thank you," I smiled again, going over to the stove to check on my sauce.

"Anything I can do to help?" he asked.

"You cook?" I asked.

"I do," he said.

"Okay, come taste this," I said. "I would offer to the rest of the guys but they don't really know what's missing," I said. Giving him a spoon I had him try my tomato sauce. With a few seconds of deliberation he decided oregano.

"Hey Bells, any more lemonade? Claire wanted some," Sam said coming back into the room.

"Check the fridge, last time I checked there was some unless you finished off the pitcher," I spoke. He nodded, and walked to the white machine.

"Bella!" Jake called, with Embry and Jared tailing behind him. Scott raised an eyebrow again.

"Scott, this is Jake, Embry and Jared. Guys, this is Scott, Joey's dad," I smiled. They all nodded, coming to shake his hand. Soon after that, Scott met all of them boys' and some more family (like Charlie and Billy) as they trailed into the house. He was for sure overwhelmed and looked really nervous.

"Welcome to the family," I smiled.

"So, you ready to get your dress on?" I asked my little flower girl. Her eyes sparkled and nodded. "alright, go head into that dressing room," I said pointing to it. She nodded and ran off.

"Thanks again for including her Bella," Scott said.

"Of course," I beamed. Joey came out a few minutes later with a really pretty dress. Joey's was different it was white and was full more like Claire's dress. It had pleats so you could see the scrunched up curtain like design and the chest/neckline was pretty straight, but dipped in the tiniest to give some more elegance. There was a perfect, red whine colored bow at her waistline and was tied perfectly. She smiled at her dad and went to the mirrors to see what would need fixing.

They all looked perfect and I couldn't wait for the big day to arrive.

As I busied myself with other things, like writing music, I had also planned my time to sort through the honeymoon idea. Sam and I weren't really sure what to do. We both knew Jared didn't like running the Pack unless needed and we didn't really want to do that to him since he had to do that when Sam was in a coma.

"We could just take a vacation in Port Angeles," he said. "I'll still be Alpha and do whatever needed, maybe phase from time to time to check in, but then we have a hotel room to ourselves. It will be like a vacation that's not so far away."

I pondered with the thought and somehow liked it. Maybe then while Sam was on wolf business I could check up on the music studio. All knows that I've been too busy to stop by there.

"That sounds good," I smiled to my fiancé. "Good baby," he said kissing my lips softly.

So after getting that all booked, we just took our time finishing up loose ends. The meal was planned, there was chicken or steak, with side of potatoes and vegetables. I think the meal was like a three or four course, I wasn't really sure anymore. Things all just blended together- from the cake size to the party size and music. My head was about to go crazy.

"Bella!" Rose called as I video chatted her.

"Oh sorry," I blushed.

"Not a problem," she laughed.

"How does it look?" she asked modeling the dress I had sent her a few days ago to try on.

"Holy crap, do you even have to ask?" I wondered. "You look gorgeous."

"thank you," she beamed.

"Bella, I love this dress! I can add so many unique things to it," Alice said skipping in with her dress on.

"Good," I laughed. Her dress fit her well too and I liked how they both looked.

"So how is wedding planning?" Esme asked coming into view.

"Hey Esme," I smiled.

"Bella," she grinned pulling up a seat.

"So I have a question to ask you," I breathed. She nodded and waited gently.

"Well, I was hoping you and Carlisle…I mean well, if it is okay with you two, to umm…well…" I stuttered out.

There was a chuckle and I looked up. Sam was in the doorway of our bedroom holding back a smile.

"Just ask them Bella," he smiled. I shot him a dirty look and bit my lip. I had been struggling with this all week.

"Bella?" Esme wondered.

"Will you sit in the family section? You know in the front pews with Sue, my dad and Uncle Billy? I just…well I mean I know we have the mortal enemy thing down, or well you do with my fiancé, well, not that you really do its just your supposed to," I babbled, "but it would mean a lot if you sat with them. They don't mind it and I know I would love it. I consider you guys to be my family and especially you and Carlisle. You both are like another mother and father to me so I thought you could, you know, sit there, or stand, or not," I fixed with my lip in my mouth. Sam let out another chuckle and walked over to kiss my head.

"Bella, of course we will. That means so much to us," she smiled, almost looking teary eyed. By then I was pretty sure if she could cry she would.

"Sam, you aren't supposed to be around," Alice barked as she came back into view, changed from her dress.

"Sorry Alice," he smiled coming to sit next to me on the bed. I smiled down at him and leaned to kiss him softly.

"Bella, do we have certain shoes to wear with the dress?" Rose wondered.

"Yea, I sent them. They are white- opposite of mine," I said.

"Bella! You aren't supposed to discuss anything with him in the room!" Alice screeched. I held up my hands, "okay okay." Sam let out another laugh. "So you're shoes aren't white?"

This caused Alice to freak out again and I rolled my eyes, teasingly glaring at Sam for jabbing her on.

"So how are the vows coming along?" Uncle Billy asked as I hung out at his place on one Saturday morning. Sam was home with some of the guys talking about Bachelor party stuff so I thought it would be a good time to go hide out and hang with some people I never really had the chance to anymore.

"Not too good," I groaned with a pad of paper in front of me. My hand was twiddling with the pen, making a repetitive beat.

Uncle Billy chuckled, rolling in his wheelchair towards me. "They come from the heart Bella, not the head."

"I know," I whined, "I just want them to be perfect. I want to say everything I think and feel in the short amount of time I have."

Billy smiled at me. "I'm sure you'll get it."

"Yea, maybe a year from now, and that will be too late," I grumbled. My Uncle laughed again as Jake walked in the house.

"Bells," my best friend acknowledged said kissing my head. "How are those vows?"

I groaned again and laid my head on the table.

"that good huh?" he said grabbing some food from the fridge.

"Can I make you guys dinner?" I whined, trying to get my thoughts off of this stupid task.

"When have we ever said no?" Billy chuckled.

The battle was on between Leah and Jared. They both wanted us to have a bachelor and bachelorette party, but it unclear of what we could do. Strippers? No strippers? Lots of drinking? None?

Sam was pretty adamant that he didn't want us girls drinking, but Jared made it pretty clear the boys were going to be. I said no to strippers for both sides, which Sam agreed to but neither of them liked that either.

"Bella, I am your maid of honor. You have to give me some leniency here. Please, come on, I want to plan something fun," Leah whined.

"And we can, just no strippers," I clarified.

"Fine, but I at least want to take one shot with my girl."

"I agree to that," I said. She gave me a look "It's Sam, not me."

She growled and nodded. The poor Alpha, I'm sure he was going to get an earful when he returned home.

"Sam," Leah said before he made his presence known in the living room.

"Hey baby," I smiled pitifully. He read my face and furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Sam…oh Sam," Leah started, "Sam I am," she stated. I let out a little giggle but she remained serious. "Sam, Sam the man," she rhymed. "Sam…as in Samuel. Sam as in Samuel Uley," she said. "We are drinking- Bella is drinking when it comes time to have her bachelorette party," She clarified.

Sam immediately glanced to me. "She wants me to take a shot with her, nothing I can really protest to," I chalked up. He sighed, knowing the real battle now was about to begin.

"No."

"Sam," Leah gritted out.

"Baby, it is kind of unfair you boys get to go drinking but us girls don't," I added.

"Bells, we're wolves. We have high tolerance that can't get us drunk till probably our 50th beer," he said gently.

"And who says you wont reach that much? And what about Scott and Cole? They aren't wolves," Leah said. I raised my eyebrow at that and agreed with her. Its not that I protested against Sam, I guess I could see where he was coming from (and I didn't mind it because I wasn't a big drinker), but I did want to take a shot with Leah, my sister.

"Leah, you know we won't and honestly, it's not worth the risk."

"Risk of what?" Leah said. "I'm a wolf too. All I want is to go to a bar, dance and take a shot or two with my girl."

"No," he said again.

"Oh come on," the female wolf gritted out.

"Relax," I said putting a hand on the growling girl's shoulder.

"Leah, you may be a wolf, but what if something happens. What if with all of that commotion someone spikes your drink? Or maybe Bella's or Sarah's? That will affect them or maybe you," he said.

"We aren't stupid Sam," Leah said, "We drink a full drink. And if we don't, we leave it and order a fresh one when we want."

"well, what about Claire? She's apart of the wedding. No bars for her," he said.

"I'm having two parties babe," I smiled, "one for little kids and one for not."

He raised an eyebrow at that.

"Oh please, don't even think about it. You boys don't get two."

"Why, we have Liam," he bargained.

"Fine, talk to Jared," she growled.

He chuckled at her reaction.

"What if we drank here?" I bargained thinking about the thought. "the girls could all have a big sleepover here- big girls I mean," I said. "that way no one has the chance to spike our drink and we are out of harms way. No kidnapping, getting overly drunk or anything else you can think of," I told Sam. He thought about it for a few seconds and agreed.

"No eyes though," Leah warned in a dark voice. "We see any boy hanging around we get to hurt you where it counts."

Sam and I both winced at the thought. "I'll make sure I'm at the Black's," Sam said. I laughed and nodded.

"Bells, you ready to meet my dad?" he asked me.

"now?" I wondered wide-eyed. He nodded to me. Glancing at Leah she raised her eyebrow and got up from the matress. "Well, have fun with that. I'm sure I'll hear about it."

"thanks," I groaned, tossing myself back into the bed.

"I'll talk everything out with the rest of the girls. See ya Bella!" Leah called making her way out.

"Hey," he said coming over to lay next to me, "I thought you wanted to meet him."

"I do, but now? Like this? In a matter of minutes?"

"Yes," he said confused.

"I'm nervous," I admitted.

"Don't be," he smiled, "I've already talked to him about you. He seems to like you without even meeting you so far."

"Great, now I'm not going to live up to this man's standards," I groaned with a pillow on my face.

"Didn't you just hear me? I-"

"I know," I said taking the thing off my face, "and baby, no offense but you think I'm as great as the reason you need to breathe."

"You are the reason I breathe," he corrected. I rolled my eyes at the corniness but blushed a bit too. He chuckled, kissing my mark and lips.

"Let's go."

Sighing, I let him help me pull me up and left the house with him.

Sam's dad was a great man. Tall like Sam and the two even shared many features and looks. He greeted us as we stepped onto the reservation with open arms. I enjoyed watching Sam interact with his father because it really seemed like they missed each other. I could tell how passive Sam was trying to be around him.

"Bella, this is Joshua Uley, my dad," Sam said, "and dad, this is my girl, my life, my imprint and fiancée Bella."

I blushed at his introduction and shook Sam's dad's hand. "It's nice to meet you Bella."

"You too sir," I smiled.

"Son, please come in," he said opening his home to us. Sam wrapped his arm around me and led us in the house. Mr. Uley's place was pretty spacious and somewhat empty. If I didn't know any better, he wasn't here that often. It was an open spaced flat with a TV, couch, bed and kitchen all in one, with just large doorways separating each. There was a bathroom off to the side on my left when I first walked in, but I'm guessing it wasn't anything surprising either.

"So Bella, I heard you've been dating my son for a while, even sticking with him while in a coma?"

I nodded and glanced at Sam. "Yea, but I don't know why that should really be surprising. I would always stick by him."

Joshua Uley grinned and grabbed us a couple of sodas as we sat down at the table.

"So tell me about yourself Bella," he said.

"I'm an only child," I said. "my dad is Charlie Swan and I came back here around…five years ago after my mom died." He nodded, "I graduated from college a while ago, while also working in the music industry thanks to your son Sam," I grinned.

"Music huh?" Mr. Uley said. "and how did my son help you?"

"He took some of my music I wrote and sent it in to an agency. For my birthday he gave me their card and told me if I wanted to contact them I could, either way they like what I was writing."

"So you're interested in writing. Ever sing?" he wondered.

"sometimes," I blushed, "usually for a demo I do, but never for a record. I may be good but I'm not that good and personally, I don't think I could handle the attention. I would blush too much," I joked. The two men laughed and since then, everything has kicked off.

It was one random day near middle of September when the RSVP of Phil Dwyer came. I was shocked and sat there for a few seconds. It was late, but it came and he was coming.

"You okay?" Sam asked as I sat at the kitchen table frozen in place.

"He's coming," I said surprised.

"Who?" Sam wondered lost.

"Phil," I spoke with a catch in my voice. Sam raised an eyebrow and went over to me. On the card was the check mark, saying what he was going to have to eat and he was coming.

Flipping over the card for who knows what reason, I saw he had written something. Bella, I am so sorry for this being late and how our relationship dwelled off. I only hope to make this up to you as a father you deserve. See you on your special day, Love always, Phil.

"Bella?" Sam asked. Glancing over at him, I saw the hesitation.

"What?" I asked.

"Who's going to walk you down the aisle?"

A/N: So how do you like that twist? Good I hope? And did you enjoy Sam's father? Was the dress description okay? Confusing? Not? Let it out so I can kno!