For the Fandom Fights the Tsunami

Outtake from For the Love of Alice

Edward and Bella's Wedding Day

AN: I do not own Twilight. Enjoy!

Forever

BPOV

"You are so beautiful."

"Thank you." I said to Alice without taking my eyes off the full length mirror. I never considered myself to be one of the beautiful people per se. Since moving to Los Angeles, I was surrounded by them. Fit, confident, dressed to nines, flawless everything…these people were everywhere all the time. It was intimidating at first. I knew I couldn't compete with any of them and didn't want to, but over time I realized that they were all too wrapped up in themselves it notice my inadequacies. I found it easy to co-exist. Besides, I was beautiful to Edward and that was all that mattered.

But today, my wedding day, I had to admit that I was beautiful. My dress was simple. Made of taffeta, the only detail was strategically angled pleats from bust to hips giving me an hourglass shape. The skirt donned a small front bustle near one thigh and it had a chapel length train. Off the shoulder cap sleeves finished off an elegant look and fit my style perfectly. My hair was curled and the sides were pulled back, letting most of it fall loose. Alice had tried to get me to wear it all up, but Edward had always liked it down and I wanted to please him. In the end, we compromised and I was happy we did. I liked that it was mostly down but not in my face. I also opted for small white flowers to be woven into the hairstyle instead of a veil.

I reached up to where Edward's mother's necklace rested around my neck and touched it gently. He would be pleased to see me wearing it along with the earrings. I knew Edward missed both of his parents and would be thinking about them a lot on this day. To me, wearing jewelry that symbolized the love his parents shared was a meaningful way to honor them. Besides, it seemed fitting for Elizabeth to have a front row seat to her son's wedding.

"Okay, it's time to get this show on the road. Are you ready, Bella?" I had to chuckle at Alice. I had chosen Angela to be my maid of honor. We had become extremely close when I moved and she helped me get through the transition which had not been easy at times. I had been a little worried that Alice would have been disappointed at only being asked to be a bridesmaid, but true to Alice's style, she already had her role all planned out. When I asked her if she was upset that I didn't ask her to be maid of honor, she replied that there was no way she would be able to be the maid of honor and wedding planner at the same time.

Typical Alice.

She was so excited that I couldn't say no. So that was how it was decided that Alice would plan my wedding. I was a little worried at first, especially since I wasn't going to be there to oversee the details. Edward and I wanted small and simple. Those words were not in Alice's vocabulary and I was sure she was going to get carried away. But, to my surprise and pleasure, she really reined in her dramatic flair to ensure that it would be the day that Edward and I envisioned. The plan she had laid out for us was exactly what I would have picked myself but even better. A small ceremony followed by a catered diner all held at the Cullens' home.

I looked away from the mirror to see Alice, Rosalie, Charlotte, and Angela looking at me with complete happiness. "Absolutely." I said with the upmost certainty. At that point Charlie made his way into the room and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Let's go take our places girls and let these two have a moment." Angela ushered the others out of the room until it was just me and my dad.

"Bells…you look…you look so grown up. How did that happen? Just yesterday I was cleaning up a scraped knee from a fall on your bike. I blink and you turn into a stunning woman who is as beautiful on the inside as she is on the out. Where did the time go?" Now my dad was not an emotional guy by nature. The tear that escaped down his cheek spoke volumes.

"Oh, Dad." I walked over to him and put my arms around him. "I love you, so much."

"I love you too." He held me a minute longer and then gave me a small squeeze before letting me go. "Now, before we do this, I just want to say a couple of things. I am really, really happy for you. Edward, well I don't think I could have picked a more perfect person for you to be with, but you make sure he treats you right. Promise?"

"I promise, but I don't think it will ever be an issue. Edward loves me and will always put me first."

"Oh, I know he will. He knows the consequences if he doesn't." Charlie all of a sudden shifted from emotional father of the bride to intimidating police chief.

"Dad, what did you do?"

"Nothing, really. Besides, it's between me and Edward. We talked and we have an understanding. That's all."

"Uh huh." I smirked at him letting him know that I knew he was full of shit. Before I could question further, Alice poked her head in letting us know it was time. As she handed me my flowers, I made a mental note to ask Edward later about what Charlie said to him.

I always thought I would be nervous on my wedding day, and all week I had been. Even though Alice had it all under control I still stressed over the details, wanting everything to be perfect. But as for being nervous about getting married, I was one-hundred percent sure I was doing the right thing. No cold feet here. In fact, as Charlie and I made it to the top of the stairs to begin our decent, the confidence I felt in what I was doing spread throughout my body. I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with Edward. My entire being knew that without a doubt.

Canon in D Major began to play softly in the background. That was my cue for Charlie and me to start walking down the stairs. Before I began, I looked down to seek out Edward. I had practiced walking down the stairs in those heels for hours just so that I could look into his eyes the entire time. When it was all said and done, I wanted my memories to be of walking towards the man that I love to begin our forever, not just my attempt to not fall on my face. My practice paid off because I never looked down and I didn't miss a step.

When Edward's eyes met mine, they lit up with all the love I knew he felt for me. I had seen him look at me with that expression many, many times before. But as I got closer, I noticed that something was not right. Maybe to everyone else the smile plastered on Edward's face did not change. However, I knew every one of his smiles and in an instant his had gone from loving to all fake in an 'I'm in pain but I don't want anyone to know' kind of way. In addition, his eyes became vacant, his skin became paler with every step, and he looked like he was breathing heavy. My eyes narrowed as I studied him further and continued to walk.

What is wrong with him? He can't be having second thoughts…

Just as the thought entered my head, Edward's eyes rolled back into his head and his knees buckled. Ben, who was standing immediately next to him, grabbed him instinctually and kept him from crashing to the ground. Everyone gasped and things started to move in slow motion.

People began to yell. A crowd formed around him. I couldn't move. I was frozen to where I stood as I felt my heart fall to the pit of my stomach. Immediately, a thousand thoughts, all of them bad, flooded my mind like a horror movie.

We were just at the beginning of forever. How could it be over so soon?

"Man down! We have a man down!" Emmett yelled at the top of his lungs and it startled me back to the here and now. I needed to get to him.

"Edward!" I shook free of Charlie's hand and rushed to where Edward was laying on the floor. I dropped my flowers and kneeled down by his side so I could put my hand on his face. It was clammy and dripping with sweat. I faintly registered people hovering around us as Carlisle did his doctor thing next to me. By the time he was done assessing Edward, he was coming to. He was groggy and seemed surprised to see everyone huddled around him.

"What…what happened? Why am I on the ground?"

Carlisle chuckled a little. "You fainted, son."

"I…what…?"

"He said you fainted…like a girl." Leave it to Emmett to forget his verbal filter at home.

"Is he going to be okay?" I asked Carlisle as I reached for Edward's face and stroked his cheek. The need to feel him warm and alive was powerful and urgent. I was worried like I have never been worried before. Since I had known him, Edward had never, ever fainted. This was not normal.

"He'll be fine. He just needs to rest a bit. Wedding days can be stressful for anyone. I'm sure it's just nerves." I was immensely relieved and slumped a little, my hand still clutching Edward's.

He was going to be fine.

"Wait, I'm not resting. I want to get married. Right now." Edward began to sit himself up only to be hit with a wave of dizziness. Carlisle and I gently guided him back down to the floor as Edward took a few deep breaths.

"Edward, please do what Carlisle says. What's the difference if we get married now or thirty minutes from now. You need to rest."

"Because I did not pass out from nerves or stress and I don't want you to think I have one shred of doubt about what we are about to do."

"Edward…" I wanted to tell him he didn't have to do this. I knew he didn't have any doubt. He didn't have to prove it to me.

"No, just give me a minute." He began to get up again except this time he did it slowly. This time his body reacted much more favorably and he sit up successfully. He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles. "Bella, you literally took my breath away. I was expecting incredibly beautiful, but this beautiful…this beautiful was beyond my wildest dreams. I simply forgot to breath. Please, don't make me wait another second to be married to you.

Well how can I say no to that?

I looked over to Carlisle who seemed to be smiling a little. "What do you think, Carlisle?"

"As long as he's steady on his feet, he should be fine. But he should get up slowly. Any sudden movement could make him relapse." Edward reached his hand out towards Ben and Emmett for support. He did what Carlisle said and cautiously got back up to his feet. The whole church erupted in cheers and the color in Edward's face came back as he flushed with embarrassment. I squeezed his hand and gave him an assuring smile as we took our place in front of the minister.

The rest of the ceremony went off without a hitch and soon we were pronounced as Mr. and Mrs. Edward Anthony Masen. When the minister said he could kiss his bride, he didn't disappoint me or our guests. I felt it all the way down to my toes. My husband was an awesome kisser.

My husband.

After being congratulated by our friends and family, we spent a little bit of time doing the obligatory pictures. Alice had it so organized that it went by quickly and Edward and I were able to sneak off for a moment to ourselves before our small reception was to begin.

"You have no idea how much I want to get you out of this dress." Edward said as he kissed my neck. I was melting inside but I knew this could not go anywhere.

"Well husband, you are just going to have to wait a little while longer. Alice has gone through a lot to plan this. We can't leave just yet." I felt Edward sigh and his warm breath traveled down my neck.

"I know. In the mean time, I have a little gift for you."

"Edward, when we said no gifts, I thought we meant no gifts." I hated that I was slightly irritated with him on our wedding day, but damn it, he was always doing shit like this. I didn't get him anything because we had agreed no gifts.

"I know what we said, but this is kind of a gift for both of us." I raised my eyebrow in skepticism and folded my arms. Smiling, Edward pulled a nicely wrapped shoe box off of a dresser and presented it to me with the enthusiasm of a little kid giving his mom a macaroni necklace on Mother's Day. Resigned to the fact that I was not getting out of there without opening it, I unwrapped the box and took off the lid. The contents made me laugh so hard I snorted.

Inside was a pair of white, fuzzy slippers adorned with silk flowers.

"I'm a little selfish. I know Alice put you in a pair of death traps today and I don't want them getting in the way. You see, I want to dance with my wife tonight…a lot." Edward pulled towards the bed and had me sit down with him kneeling in front of me. He took off my high heeled shoes one by one. After a small foot massage and a kiss to my ankles, he put the slippers on my feet. Then he reached up and pulled me in for a real kiss before there was a soft knock on the door indicating that it was time for us to be sociable.

Again, Alice did not disappoint. Edward and I opted out of a formal sit down dinner. We wanted people to be able to mingle and not be bound to a chair all night. In the dining room, Alice had organized a catered buffet with the most delicious gourmet food I had ever tasted. The decorations consisted of strings of twinkle lights, candles, and fresh flowers on every surface. The large living room had been removed of all of its furniture and turned into a dance floor. Alice had stayed true to her word and maintained the simplicity that Edward and I had wanted, but her attention to detail and natural sense of style made it elegant and classy. It was just right.

When Edward and I arrived in the living room, a DJ off to the side announced us as Mr. and Mrs. Edward Masen. A thunderous applause broke out as we took our place in the middle of the dance floor. Surrounded by our closest friends and our dearest family, Ben Harper's Forever began to play and Edward and I danced our first dance as husband and wife.

Not talkin' 'bout a year

No not three or four
I don't want that kind of forever
In my life anymore
Forever always seems
to be around when it begins
but forever never seems
to be around when it ends
So give me your forever
Please your forever
Not a day less will do

From you

People spend so much time
Every single day
Runnin' 'round all over town
Givin' their forever away
But no not me
I won't let my forever roam
and now I hope I can find
my forever a home
So give me your forever
Please your forever
Not a day less will do
From you

Like a handless clock with numbers
An infinite of time
No not the forever found
Only in the mind
Forever always seems
to be around when things begin
but forever never seems
to be around when things end
So give me your forever
Please your forever
Not a day less will do
From you

I could feel Edward's warm breath on my face as I nestled my cheek into his neck and we swayed along with the music. Edward and I had searched for a long time before finding this song. Listening to the lyrics as we danced, I was reminded as to why it was so perfect for us.

We were each other's forever and not a day less.

o~o~O~o~o

"Bel-la. Bel-la. Wake up sweetheart. I have something you'll want to see." Edward's smooth melodic voice pulled me out of my slumber. I had a feeling I knew exactly what he wanted me to see, but for crying out loud…it was fucking early.

"Seriously, you couldn't wait an hour or two. It's Saturday, babe. I don't want to do it right now." Okay, that was a lie. Morning, noon, and night I was always in the mood to do it. We were newlyweds, after all.

"As much as I plan on calling you out on your bullshit, that's not what I'm talking about, you perv." I managed to open my eyes to see Edward waving a section of the newspaper in front of me. Immediately, I sat up with a jolt.

"Is it in there?"

"Yup."

"How does it look?"

"Great. So great that Angela called forty-five minutes ago to ream my ass out. Apparently, she's already been shelled with calls. Like a hundred of them." I smiled knowing that she probably was. I felt bad, but damn, this was the best idea Edward and I ever had.

We followed our wonderful wedding with an amazing honeymoon to an island off the coast of Brazil. Both of us had figured that being able to get married and then leave the country without the press knowing was just super lucky on our part. We had been totally prepared to be bombarded as soon as we got off the plane. The funny thing was we weren't. Apparently, no one had known anything. We waited, waited, and waited some more, but nothing. We couldn't believe we had gotten away with it. After about a month, we decided to put our wedding announcement in the paper like everyone else and see just how long it would take for people to pick up on it. According to Angela, it took close to a nanosecond.

"I wanna see." I reached out for the paper but instead of giving it to me, Edward flopped on the bed and spread it open for both of us to read. There it was on page six of the Living Today section, nestled alphabetically with about ten others. "We look good, don't we?"

"Good? Baby, we look way better than good." We both took another minute to look it over, satisfied that we had definitely pulled one over on the media world.

"Angela is going to kill us." I did feel bad that she had to deal with the backlash of our little joke.

"She'll get over it. It was so worth it." I couldn't disagree there. "Are you finished looking at it?"

"Yup." I began to fold the paper back up.

"Good, because I think I'm ready to call bullshit. I know you want to do it." He had a devilish look in his eyes as he grabbed my waist and I could feel my body responding to him instantly.

"You got me, Mr. Masen, you got me. Now show me something I'll want to see."

There you have it. This story is one-hundred percent complete. I hoped you like this outtake of their wedding day as much as I enjoyed writing it. ~Isannah