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At the Beginning with You

Summary:
This is my take on Breaking Dawn, or at least what I hope will happen in the final book. It is told from Bella’s POV and in later chapters it may switch as needed to allow for that character to be completely understood.


Notes:


1. Preparations

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The time of my ceremony was quickly approaching, in five short hours I would be Mrs. Edward Cullen. I stared at myself in the mirror, that was across from me, taken back by the reflection that greeted me. Alice was busy trying to create a "masterpiece" as she put it, and right now my head was being tortured into a thousand different curls, that she would soon carefully pin into place.

"Bella sit still or I am going to burn you." Alice persisted as she pulled another one-inch section of my hair into the extremely hot curling iron.


"Sorry Alice," I answered as I tried to pry my eyes away from the mirror. "I was lost in thought about the ceremony."


"Sure, sure," she responded, giving me the same type of answer that Jacob would often give his father.


Oh Jacob, my heart felt like it was being ripped in two. Jacob was still missing and I wondered if I would ever see him again. I missed the carefree smile that would cross his face while we were talking and the way that he would notice little things, the things that I would never say out loud. No matter how I felt, I had to pull myself together. I had made the right choice after all. Of one thing I was certain, I would spend the rest of my life with Edward and the start of our lives together would begin in five short hours.


"Alice?" a voice came from behind the closed door.


"Yes, Rosalie?" Alice answered as Rosalie entered the spacious bathroom.


"Edward would like to speak with you." Rosalie responded with a smile.


"Oh! Okay!" She answered as if she was caught guard. "Will you continue to curl Bella's hair?"


"Of course I will!" Rosalie answered and came and took the curling iron from Alice's hand.


Rosalie had been more friendly to me in the last few weeks. I was taken back by her eagerness to help me get ready for my big day. The most beautiful woman on the earth was now helping me prepare to walk down the aisle to the most beautiful man on the earth.

"Rosalie?" I whispered looking into the mirror, "How is Edward doing?"


"He's great!" She responded quickly. In fact it was almost too quickly.


"Honestly?" I spoke silently as I looked down at my perfectly manicured fingernails.


"Well, actually, he's pacing up and down in the yard." She giggled. "I think he's pretty freaked out right now."


"Well, he isn't the only one freaking out here..." I started to wring my hands together.


"I know, would you like me to get Jasper up here to calm you down?" she laughed as she curled another section of my hair.


I looked up into the mirror to see the smirk that was in place across her face and I could not help but laugh myself.


"Rosalie?"


"Hmm?"

"Does it ever get easier?" I asked as I turned my head slowly to look into her eyes.


"What is it exactly?" She responded with a puzzled look in her eyes.


"Marriage?" I whispered.


"Marriage? Yes!" She responded, "You know Emmett and I have been married quite a few times."


"Edward said something like that." I said as I looked down at the floor.


"The secret is that after the third or fourth time you walk down the aisle you do something new. Something with a theme." She giggled.


"A theme?" I asked giving her a puzzled stare.


"Yes, in fact I think my next wedding will have an oriental theme to it, or something like that." She said as the pulled yet another section of hair into the curling iron.


"Oriental? Really?" I started laughing again, trying to imagine all of Emmett in a kimono. "That's something I will definitely have to see."


"Of course. You'll be there," She answered. "I want every member of my family to be at my wedding!"


Family. Part of his family. I was more ready than ever to be part of the Cullen family. I heard the door open behind me and Alice reentered the room, carrying a small box with her.


"Edward wanted me to give you a gift Bella," she sang as she handed me a delicate blue velvet box. "Oh, and he didn't spend any money on this gift either. He wanted me to explain that to you too."


I smiled. I hated it when Edward spent money on gifts for me. My fingers fumbled with the edge of the box and I gasped as I opened it. Inside the box was a simple choker. It was a piece of ribbon with a cameo on it. I looked at his gift and felt the tears well up into my eyes. As I glanced at the box, I found a small simple note written in his elegant script.


The note said: This was my mothers, she wore it on her wedding day and I hope that you would wear it on our wedding day. I love you more than life itself, my beautiful Bella. Love Forever and then some-Edward.


Now the tears were flowing. I was so thankful that my make-up had not been completed yet, or there would be definite need of touchups. Rosalie handed me a tissue to blot my eyes with and I continued to cry as she and Alice made my hair into a masterpiece.


About three hours later, as I lounged on the couch in my robe, Esme, Alice and Rosalie came in and sat beside me.


"I want to make sure that we have everything right," Alice sang as she pulled out her wedding list.


"Something old," Esme chimed in.


"That would be the choker that Edward gave me."


"Something new?" Alice asked winking at me.


"That would be my dress," I responded in a whisper.
"Something borrowed." Rosalie giggled.


A look of horror came across my face. "I don't have anything borrowed!" I yelled.


"I'll get it!" Rosalie responded as she left the room and returned before I even had time to breath. "Here wear these."


Rosalie handed me a pair of simple pearl earrings.


"Thanks Rosalie!" I said as I let out a sigh of relief.


"Something blue," Alice said as she looked up and met my eyes.


I had my something blue on already. It was a gift from Alice purchased at Victoria's Secret. Something for the wedding night.


"Well, that covers it," I said as I stood up and went to the window. I tried to open the curtain ever so slightly to look out over the wedding site, to see if I could see my future husband. I found him pacing in the yard, fully dressed in his tux. I was taken back by the beauty of his features, the color of his hair, his crooked little smile.


"Bella?" Alice whispered.


"Hmm?"

"It's time to get dressed."


"Okay." I smiled as I turned and followed her into her massive closet.


Hanging beside my white garment bag where two beautiful, long and flowing crimson dresses. Alice had did an excellent job of picking out bridesmaids dresses for herself and Rosalie. The dresses were long, elegant and would definitely be something that could be worn again. The colors that Alice, Esme and my mother had picked out for my wedding were pure white, dark gray and crimson. My bridesmaids would carry bouquets of white long stemmed roses and my bouquet would consist of several crimson roses surrounded by white roses. Alice and Rosalie hurried to go and get dressed and I heard a noise from the corner.


"Oh, Bella!" I heard my mother cry, "You look so beautiful!"


"Thanks, Mom!" I said as I turned in surprise; I hadn't expected her to be in the closet too. "What are you doing in here?" I questioned.


"I came to help my only daughter get ready for her big day," She responded as she wiped away a tear. "I know that you're going to be happy and I'm happy to help you."


"Where's Phil?" I asked.


"Phil's out in the lawn talking to Edward," she responded with a laugh. "You know Edward is pacing back and forth, I think the distraction is helping to calm his nerves."


"That's great," I responded as I heard Alice and Rosalie reenter the room. Alice was smiling as she brought the white garment bag over to the door beside me.


"First the slip!" she persisted as it carefully went over my head to my waist.


"Next is the dress!" Rosalie gushed, "Bella, I love this dress! It's perfect!"
"Thanks Rosalie!" Alice agreed. "I think she looks beautiful!"


The next thing I knew hands were working feverishly behind my back to fasten all of the buttons that adorned the back of my dress. The antique lace was truly beautiful, I looked at the sleeves as they worked. I glanced at my left hand where my engagement ring rested on my third finger and sighed.


"Bella, hold still, we're going to place the veil next." Alice giggled, "That...should...just...about...do...it." She was having a hard time placing the veil in my hair, this forced me to smile. Thankfully, not everything today would be easy for her.


I heaved a sigh of relief as I was turned to face the floor length mirror. I truly did look like someone from the Anne of Green Gables era, I was perfect. I could feel the butterflies start flapping like mad when Rosalie and my mother brought the choker from Edward and the borrowed earrings from Rosalie. They placed them in the proper places and helped smooth out any wrinkles. As I turned to face them I heard a bunch of ooh's and ahh's. My mother, Alice, Rosalie and Esme all stood in awe.


"All right ladies, I'm ready to go!" I said as I picked up my bouquet and headed to the door.
I made it safely down the stairs and greeted my father.


"Charlie, you look so handsome," I laughed as I gently hugged his neck, careful not to wrinkle his tux.


"Bella," Charlie answered as tears welled up in his eyes, "You look so lovely. Edward is a lucky, LUCKY man."


I was getting ready to answer my father when I heard the music pick up. Rosalie stepped out first and walked slowly to the front, bearing off to the left. Alice turned around and gave me a wink and followed in her footsteps. My father placed his arm around mine and glanced forward. This was it, the moment I was dreading and waiting for. I could see him at the end of the aisle, he looked at me and gave me that perfect crooked little smile that I loved so much. This was the point where I knew that I had definitely made the right decision. As I stood at the ending, I looked forward to our beginning.