Fighting for Love- Part Three

"This wedding is going to be a disaster!" Rosalie sobbed as she sat down on her bed. Bella, Anna and Alice all crowded around her saying words of reassurance while she got the jitters out. This was typical for brides; at least that's what they told her; anything to get Rosalie to stop crying and start getting ready, as the wedding started in four hours.

"Rosy," Anna said matter-of-factly. "This is ridiculous. You are marrying the man of your dreams, the wedding is going to be beautiful, and all you can do is cry? There is nothing to cry about!"

"Oh but there is!" Rosalie said as the pillows she sank her head into muffled her words. "The cake is going to arrive late, my hair is a mess, and it's supposed to rain!"

Bella tried to calm her down. "The baker said the cake will only be thirty minuets late, that's not horrible. And, we have lots of time to do your hair, and the weatherman is never right, even if he was, he said the chances of rain were only 32%..."

"But," Rosalie began to argue but was cut off by Alice who sat her up and looked her straight in the eyes.

"Listen to me and listen to me good missy!" Alice teased, then suddenly became serious. "Emmett doesn't care if there is no cake at the wedding, he doesn't care if your hair looks like you just got out of bed, Emmett doesn't care if it's raining so hard that your dress get's ruined and your makeup starts running down your face…he'll still think you're beautiful. He is marrying you for you, not the wedding."

Rosalie sat defeated, looking at her three bridesmaids and closest friends. They were right; she really needed to calm the heck down. She looked at Anna, her friend since elementary. Anna had gone through losing a fiancé due to the war; she was being really strong today despite that. Bella had been married to Edward, Emmett's younger brother, for two years now; she and Rosalie had become close friends because of that. And then there was Alice, Ms. Party-Planner, who was married to Rosalie's older brother, Jasper.

Nodding her head in agreement, Alice, Bella and Anna swept her off the bed and onto the dressers chair. She looked at her reflection in the oval shaped mirror; the four had a lot of work to do. Bella got started painting Rosalie's nails a light pink color; Alice began Rosalie's makeup; Anna began fixing Rosalie's hair. After all that was done and over with, the girls helped her into her dress and brought her back to the mirror. Rosalie was stunned; she couldn't have been staring at her reflection.

Emmett was tired from his bachelor's party, but not exhausted. He had insisted that Edward and Jasper bring him home at a decent time; however their definition of decent was very different from his definition. They hadn't gone to a strip club or anything, Emmett wasn't into that thing and neither were they. He didn't view that night as his 'last night of freedom', he viewed it as 'the last night before the best years of his life'. He was thrilled that Rosalie had agreed to marry him; he was the luckiest guy on earth.

Still trying to force his eyes open, Emmett heard faint footsteps approaching him…then swoosh! Water hit his face in a cold frenzy! Emmett sat up at a speed that could cause whiplash, only to see Jasper, Edward, and Greg, his groomsmen.

"Wake up!" Jasper sang like a mother does to her lazy teenager. "Your getting married today buddy!" Jasper was the jokester out of the three boys, infact Emmett was sure the water thing had been his idea. Jasper was Rosalie's older brother, so naturally the two had become friends. They were only a year apart in age, so they got along well.

"How does it feel to wake up alone for the last time?" asked Edward sincerely. He was Emmett's brother and married to his high school sweetheart, Bella. The pair were cute together, and had really helped in the wedding planning.

"Not completely alone, Edward, we're here, remember?" pointed out Greg. "Although, I'm sure Emmett would have liked it that way." Greg was a good friend of Emmett and Rosalie's from high school. The two had been on the football team together, and had also been in the same regiment in the war.

"Trust me guys, I probably would have," laughed Emmett as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Well, we would have let you wake up on your own sleeping beauty; however, it's twelve o clock." Replied Jasper.

Emmett freaked. "What! The wedding is in four hours!"

"Yep, that's why we're here." Said Greg.

Edward added. "Bella called and said that you had better be getting ready because Rosalie is freaking out about time and, I quote, 'If this wedding isn't perfect all of you are in trouble!', unquote."

Emmett got up and headed towards the shower. "Ok, let's do this men!"

Rosalie stood at the end of the aisle, her arm twined with her dads. They were waiting for the music to begin so they could start heading to the alter, Rosalie was shaking nervously.

Her dad patted her arm. It's at this moment that fathers usually say their last words to there daughters before they are officially married, and that is exactly what he did now. "Rosalie, sweetie, everything will be fine."

"I know Dad…I'm just nervous."

"Listen, my little girl, do you love Emmett?"

"Of course"

"Then you have absolutely nothing to be worried about. Just because you're getting married doesn't change the fact that you can always come to me when you need to. Your mom and I love you so much, and we also love Emmett. I couldn't be more proud of you then I am now." He kissed her on the cheek as she sniffled back tears.

"Thanks dad."

And with that, the music began and Rosalie took a slow step forward. Leaning on her dad for much support as she had done since a little girl, Rosalie rounded the corner to see all her family, family-to-be, and friends standing and watching her. Each step she took towards the alter seemed to take an eternity, but focusing on Emmett standing at the end was a huge motivator to not run out of the church right then and there. Rosalie normally liked being the center of attention, but this time…this time was different.

Once she got to the end of the aisle and hugged her dad, Emmett took her hands in his. He smiled his stunning smile as the priest began the speech that would change Emmett and Rosalie's lives.

"You look beautiful." Emmett mouthed as he stared into Rosalie's gorgeous eyes. He had never seen her look more absolutely stunning. She was in a big white dress, one that made her look like the beautiful princess she was, her make-up was girly, fresh, and natural, the perfect blending of colors. And her hair, it was curled loosely as it cascaded down her back. She was beautiful…and Emmett was desperately in love.

The priest interrupted Emmett's thoughts. "Emmett Cullen, do you take Rosalie Hale to be your wife, to have and to hold, for as long as you both shall live?"

Emmett smiled. "I do."

"And Rosalie," stated the Priest. "Do you take Emmett Cullen to be you're your husband, to have and to hold, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." Said Rosalie awe struck.

The Priest looked satisfied. "You may now kiss the bride!"

And for those ten seconds where Rosalie and Emmett's lips met, they forgot that all eyes were on them, they forgot the entire world's troubles, they forgot everything except each other and the passionate kiss they now shared…as a married couple.