Lost in Translation

Disclaimer: all character's and copyright belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Epilogue-Seven Years Later

Jacob came up behind Bella and slipped his arms around her waist. She smiled as she felt his warm hands gently caress the bump under her maternity dress. As if the baby inside could feel his touch it kicked, startling Jacob, and making Bella laugh at his surprised expression. "Gotcha!"

"Jeez, he's a feisty one, isn't he?" Jacob joined in the laughter as he kissed the back of her neck.

"Wonder where he gets that from, huh?" Bella glanced behind her, arching her eyebrows meaningfully.

"Not from me, honey. I am the calmest person I know." Jacob twisted her around in his arms so she was facing him. He smiled at her lovingly as he lowered his head to press a kiss onto her inviting lips, when they were suddenly interrupted by the whining voice of their three year old daughter, Shannon.

"Daddy, it went down my dress." She pouted as she held up the long skirts of her velvety, purple dress. It was covered in tomato sauce.

Bella groaned as she shot Jacob an annoyed glance. She had only just finished dressing her daughter and curling her hair. Now she would have to find another dress for her to wear, and it would make them late. Jacob was supposed to have been keeping an eye and making sure Shannon didn't spill any of her breakfast. "Tomato sauce, Jake?" She bent down and caught hold of Shannon's hand. "On pancakes?"

"What can I say?" Jacob shrugged as he grinned sheepishly. "She has eclectic tastes like her old man. Don't you Shan?" He winked at his daughter who giggled.

"Come on, Missy." Bella said in a mock stern voice as she began to steer her daughter out of the room. "You'll have to wear the pink dress after all."

"Hate pink." Shannon complained. "Wan' purple…."

Jacob tried not to laugh as he heard his daughter complain all the way to her room.

Charlie fiddled with his tie nervously. He glanced at the clock and sweat broke out on his forehead. Why was it so hot? It was Forks for goodness sake, not the Mediterranean. He fidgeted with the cuffs of his suit and stared down the aisle. Where was she? He heard a chuckle and he turned and glared at Jacob. Why did his son-in-law have to be so freaking tall? He dwarfed Charlie and made him feel like a midget. He was nervous enough as it was.

"Grandpa?" Shannon called out his name and waved furiously at him. Was she wearing her purple jeans? He saw Jacob shrug. "Did she ruin her dress again?" He guessed in resignation.

"'Fraid so. Tomato sauce this time. Bells tried to get her to put on the pink one, but you know Shan and purple." Jacob saw Charlie roll his eyes. "Don't worry she'll be here."

"Easy for you to say." Charlie tugged on the collar of his shirt as he waved back at his granddaughter. Bella was sitting beside her, trying to keep Shannon still in her seat.

"She loves you, Charlie." Jacob said softly as he put his hand on the older man's shoulder. "You have nothing to worry about. It's natural for the bride to be late." He became misty eyed as he thought about his own wedding day. "I mean Bells was nearly half an hour late for ours."

"Only because she nearly broke her leg walking in them ridiculous heels. It took me an age to pull the damn stiletto out of the drain and I hurt my back." Charlie complained. The sudden sound of an organ starting up made him jump out of his skin. "Dammit." He cursed quietly.

"Here we go." Jacob tried not to laugh as Charlie pulled at his tie and the cuffs of his suit. His forehead was shiny with perspiration. Jacob had never seen Bella's father so nervous. He glanced across the church and saw his brothers. They were lounging about; most not happy they had been forced into confining suits. Sam was trying to hold his twin daughters in place as they craned their necks trying to catch sight of their grandmother and their mother coming down the aisle.

"There's Seff." Little Bethany yelled loudly, her sister echoing her. They escaped Sam's hold and fled down the aisle toward their grandmother.

Shannon saw her friends running off and slipped out of Bella's arms and followed them. Bella tried to stop her, but a wave of morning sickness made her stay rooted in her seat. She paled and put her hand over her protruding stomach. "Don't be sick, don't be sick." She said under her breath.

Sue smiled widely when she saw all the girls come careering toward her. She held onto Seth's arm as they gathered around her and looked up at her in delight. Sue could hear Leah cursing her daughter's behind her.

"Can we have flowers?" Bethany asked as she reached up and snatched Sue's bouquet out of her hands.

"I want some." Her sister, Beatrice, grabbed the flowers from her twin's grasp and the bouquet fell apart onto the floor. "Now look what you did?" She stamped her foot.

"You did it." Bethany raged.

"You did it." Beatrice retorted.

"You both did it." Shannon said mildly. She was always the peacemaker between her fiery friends.

Sam suddenly appeared. He smiled at his wife as Leah glared at him, and scooped his daughters up in his arms. "I think you should let Nanna get married now." He hurriedly went back to his seat, the packs laughter echoing in his ears.

Bella appeared soon after. Sue noticed her soon to be step daughter looked a little green. "Are you okay?" She asked in concern.

"Ignore me." Bella clapped a hand over her mouth and grabbed Shannon's hand. "I won't be sick, I won't be sick…" She kept saying in her head as she pulled her daughter back to her seat.

"This is taking too long." Charlie groaned as he watched the chaos playing out before his eyes. He just wanted to get his vows out of the way, escape the madness which was his wedding and get his beautiful bride home alone so he could ravish her in peace without an audience. He stared in awed silence as Sue Clearwater finally reached him. Seth kissed his mom on the cheek and stepped back. Leah was busy glaring at her errant offspring who had escaped again and were causing a riot at the back of the church.

"Excuse me." She whispered apologetically as she hurried away to sort them out.

Sue raised her eyebrows at Charlie as he grinned at her widely while simultaneously tugging on the collar of his shirt. "Are you sure you want to become part of this madness permanently?" She whispered to him in a low voice. "Last chance to change your mind?"

Charlie had completely misheard her. He leaned in close, the tips of his ears turning red as he whispered back to her. "Can't wait, Sue. You look lovely in that dress but it will look even better on the floor of our honeymoon suite later." Loud guffaws greeted this statement. Charlie had no idea the pack could hear every word he was saying. He looked behind him in confusion.

Sue hid her own smile and took his hand in her own. She felt like a girl half her age as she turned, ready to join herself to this man she had known as long as her beloved Harry, but had come to love just as much. So to the sound of Bella throwing up, and the young girls yelling and Leah cussing, Charlie and Sue exchanged their vows.

The End….

A/N-thanks for reading!