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Master of Ceremonies

Summary:
Please read A B.A. in B.S. prior to reading this one...it will help you quite a bit. This is the second part of a three part series. Edward and Bella have grown quite a bit since he left...to the point they got back together AFTER Edward earned Bella back and then proposed. And he did all this after they talked to Charlie! So, here comes the bride, the groom, all the wedding fanfare, and many suprises inbetween. Oh...and lots of lemony goodness too. Again, some OCC, but you'll likey. Please bear with the first 10-11 chapters as they are a buildup to a kickass twist in chapter 12! Update 8/12/11 I've just added 3 new chapters and I hope you enjoy them. There's a bunch of fun stuff starting and on it's way!!I've also added some references from one of my fav UK shows into one of the chapters. I hope I described them well enough so you know which episodes I refer to. I am loving the reviews I am getting...but I do wish there were MORE! C'mon peoples-give me a few clicks of the mouse, a few keystrokes, and maybe about twenty seconds of your time...you know you want to!
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15. Chapter 15

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BPOV

“Thank God he can’t read your mind and doesn’t like it when I sing opera in Cantonese.”

“Alice, what’s going on?”

“Bella, right now, I just need you to trust me. I’m doing something for my familyand for you and Edward. I’m creating one last happy memory.” I nodded at Alice to let her know it was ok.

Two minutes and thirteen seconds later, I was walking down the stairs back to my Edward.

Alice dressed me in a strapless, a-line, tea length white dress. I had on simple, patent leather, white, sling-back heels. My hair had been pulled back into a French bun with some of my naturally wavy and curly strands of hair framing my face and strategically hanging from certain spots on my head. Alice loaned me her Cullen crest choker, I had on Rose’s blue garter, the dress was new-with tags still attached, and I had a haircomb of Esme’s in my hair; old, new, borrowed, and blue.

I steadied myself in my heels as I saw my family dressed in magnificent clothing; the men in black suits and blue ties and the women in blue dresses of varying styles, lengths and colors. The living room had been cleared out.

There was a makeshift alter infront of the busted out window that was now covered with a sheer curtain and Carlisle stood at its peak. Edward was to his left and looked amazing. Next to Edward was Jazz and Emmett. Alice and Rose had taken their positions on the other side of Carlisle, but left enough room for me to stand closest to Carlisle.

White roses, which still bloomed behind the house in Esme’s old garden, had been cut and scattered around the living room. Two dozen of them had been cut and wrapped together with a blue ribbon-my bouquet. I noticed that Alice and Rose held about a dozen of the same roses and the rest of my “wedding party” had a rose pinned to their lapel, or in Esme’s case, right above her heart.

I would never be able to thank my family enough for the beauty and magnificence that was this moment.

Once I got to the bottom of the stairs, Esme took my arm and walked me toward the aisle; she was going to give me away to her son. In that one simplistic moment, I yearned for my father. I wished he could have been there giving me away, wiping away the happy tear trailing down my check, lifting my veil (that in the planned wedding I would have been wearing) and kissing me, telling me he loved me, and giving my hand to Edward; I wanted my daddy. I would never be able to have that or to truly tell him goodbye, but I made peace with that fact because I was keeping him safe.

By the time I made my peace, I was standing in front of Carlisle and he was beaming. Esme kissed my cheek and took my right hand and placed it into Edward’s left. Alice took my bouquet and I turned toward Edward and gave him my left hand. I stood there gazing into his honey-colored eyes and knew this is exactly where I had always wanted to be; it is where I belonged. I belonged to him; and he to me.

Carlisle started a simple yet traditional ceremony. He talked about love and fate and how when two people belong together, nothing could tear or keep them apart, even if death parted them. We both understood what he was saying; no matter what he and I would always be together, even in death.

“Edward, do you take Isabella to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward for all eternity?”

Edward smiled widely, “I absolutely, without a doubt do.” He slipped an eternity band onto my ring-finger which sat in front of the engagement ring he gave me.

“Isabella, do you take Edward to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward for all eternity?”

I blinked tears out of my yes and thought briefly about the mascara that Alice put on me that must be smudged. The last thing I wanted to do was make her upset, especially now. Alice tapped me on the shoulder and handed me an engraved white gold thick wedding band for Edward. She mouthed the words “It’s ok” and smiled. I smiled back and took the ring from her.

“For all eternity” was engraved in script in the inside. Emmett caught my eye and mouthed “Love you, Sis” and I knew immediately he had somehow engraved those words into the band. I took the band and placed it on Edward’s left ring finger and smiled at him adoringly. “With all of my life, all of my soul, with everything I am, I do.”

“With the power vested in me by the state of Washington and by The Church of the New Moon Online Ordination, I now pronounce you man and wife. Edward, please kiss your bride.”

“Get her, bro,” Emmett-never the one for holding anything back.

I closed my eyes and felt Edward pull me into him with his arms wrapped around my waist. His lips slightly touched mine. Really, he was going to be chaste now? He pulled back and saw the “Really, that’s it?” look on my face and laughed. Suddenly his lips were on my hungrily. I slightly parted my lips and licked his bottom lip with my tongue. That set him off. He picked me up and took me upstairs to our room. I felt his tongue intertwining with mine. It was almost as if it was searching for something-perhaps a way to stay here forever. That’s the way it was supposed to be. That’s all we wanted: forever.