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Dream's Shadow

This is my take on the over- and usually poorly- done plot. Edward leaves Bella again. She is changed and they meet again in the future. There will be a big twist! Requested by Iris. Banner by Iris!

Try it! I know stories like this usually stink, but I thought I'd give it a try. I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns all.

88. Chapter 88

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The chapel is beautiful, more of Alice’s exquisite handiwork. I would swear the entire room was draped in white ribbons and long, fair, strands of what appear to be real pearls.

“Tell me those are fake,” I hiss at her as we enter to take our places, myself at the altar, Alice in the third pew (close enough so Claire can see her and Alice can orchestrate everything successfully, far enough back so Quil isn’t wrinkling his nose from the vampire stench at his own wedding).

She just looks at me. “Bella, this is me we’re talking about. Would I let a friend have fake decorations at her wedding?”

I groan. “You are nine kinds of impossible. When I get married, there will not be any semiprecious stones on the walls.”

“How about the precious ones?”

I glower at her. “What do you think?”

“A ruby here and there never hurt anyone.”

“Except Carlisle’s wallet.”

“Which is deeper than the Atlantic Ocean. Anyway, go take your place. They’re showing up.”

I stand there, quite still. It is one of the advantages to being a vampire, the total lack of any urge to fidget. One of many.

Quil takes his place, along with the rest of them. He looks happy. “Hey, Bella,” he greets me, quite normally, and I smile.


Jake is to be on the other side of him. He arrives a few seconds later, and his jaw drops. “Bella?”

“Jacob. Hi.” He sounds shocked, almost horrified, and I’m a little afraid. But it’s such a relief to see his familiar features, his wide smile, his white teeth and ridiculously pretty skin.

“Thank God!”

He envelops me in a sudden, blisteringly hot hug. “I thought you were dead, Bells. I tried so hard to save you, but they saw right through my lies…which, admittedly, kind of sucked. I’m almost as bad a liar now as you used to be. Oh, I was really worried.”

He’d be strangling me if I were human. “Oh, Jake, I missed you!” I return the hug, careful not to crack his bones. And then I pull a ways away. “You’re happy?” I demand.

A blinding smile splits his face. “Yes. Really, really happy. Are you?”

“Yeah. I am.”

“So we’re good.”

“Yeah.” And I throw my arms around him again. “But I really did miss you!”
“And I missed you.”

“Sorry I didn’t go to your wedding.”

“Sorry I didn’t go to yours. And, Bella, about… before. When I showed up with Alia, after Edward left you that second time… I really am sorry.’

I roll my eyes. “Why? It’s not like you can control it. Besides, I have Edward now.”

“Never thought I’d be glad to see you with a leech. But I am.”

“Can we get this party started?” Quil interrupts. “I’m glad to see the happy reunion, but the guests are arriving. Claire should be here any minute.”

His voice breaks a little on her name. It’s very sweet.

The pews slowly fill up, guests tramping in one by one, and then there is the slow chiming music of an organ, playing the classic wedding march.