Okay guys, thank you so much for all the reviews! Now, this is something I've decided to do, and you are either going to love me or hate me for it. Im thinking more towards the hate me :S You find out her decision and stuff but in a different way to just her saying. Anyway, I hope you like it! And btw the song is so adorable for this so please listen to it! Xxx

Song for this scene - Regina Spektor- The Call

Claire could feel her heart fluttering in her chest as she turned the corner.

Her peach painted nails were clutched tightly on her dad's arm as they faced the hordes of people in front of them. The music started to tinkle on speakers hidden at the sides of the chairs, signalling her friends and family to stand and turn to gape at her.

Claire couldn't stop shaking, half with nervousness and half with excitement. She was getting married. To Myrnin. Her thought dwelled in her mind and to Claire nothing seemed more perfect than this moment.

She took a deep breath and let pure joy engulf her body.

She glanced around at the people facing her, stretching her pink tinted lips into a smile of complete happiness. Her mother was at the front, a tissue pressed to her face, Amelie was stood next to her looking almost as proud. Michael, Eve and Shane were stood in front of them, next to the vicar. In front of them was the man of her dreams. He was turned to face her, looking directly at her and pure adoration was plastered on his face.

His hair was beautifully tousled and he looked amazing in his sleek, dark tux. His skin was flawless and smooth, his dark eyes were fixed on Claire. A huge, beautiful smile spread across his face, dimples forming at each corner.

Claire couldn't help but grin back, the sight of him driving out any nerves she had. He looked so adorable Claire's heart started to ache, she wanted to be next to him, she wanted to kiss him. Not yet.

The music slowed and queued Claire and her father to walk down the aisle.

"You ready?" Her father asked, squeezing her hand gently.

Claire nodded confidently, "more than ever," the smile wouldn't stay off her lips.

Myrnin turned back to face the vicar and Claire only just caught him bounce slightly on his heels with excitement and she could tell he was still smiling.

She started to step forwards in time with the music. The weight of her dress managed to calm her slightly, grounding her and only just managing to keep her happiness under control. The fitted bodice hugged her chest and her skirt flowed around her, her veil tickled her neck softly.

Eve had picked out the dress, and Claire loved her decision. The dress had lace straps sewn onto the bodice, covering it in a delicate, intricate pattern of lace and diamantes. The bodice was cut low at the back, reaching her waist at a point. The swirls of beading and pearls twined around Claire's hips, twirling into the beginning of the skirt, which billowed out around her legs. The silk of the skirt was gathered at certain places and flowed out behind her, the train trailed behind her, making her feel beautiful.

Claire's hair and makeup Eve also did. Her eyes were shadowed in soft pinks, accenting her delicate bone structure and her hair was curled in soft ringlets, with strands from the sides pinned at the back with her veil.

Claire felt beautiful, and from the smile on Myrnin's face, apparently he thought so too. She stared around at her relatives in gorgeous dresses and posh suits and everything looked and felt unreal.

Claire slowly stepped further and further down the aisle, admiring the decorations. Arches of white flowers were placed at the start and end of the aisle, white ribbons and bows were hung on each row of chairs and white roses were placed everywhere.

A white carpet led Claire towards her future husband and Father Joe (who had finally agreed to a vampire-human wedding), standing underneath the white arch of flowers. Everything looked perfect.

Claire and her father reached the end of the aisle, where they slowed to a stop and kissed each other's cheeks, but before she could escape to Myrnin's side her father whispered into her ear.

"I'm so proud of you sweetheart."

Claire smiled at him as he left to stand next to her mother, leaving Claire to edge up the steps of the small platform in her white heels. She came to a stop next to Myrnin, who was still smiling widely, and let her joy take over her completely.

They looked at each other, speaking into each others eyes silently. She knew what he was saying and she said the same in return. His smile got impossibly wider and he reached out and took her hand in his, intertwining their fingers as he turned back to look at the vicar.

Claire copied him and sighed with content as the vicar started to talk. His words blurred into one as Claire squeezed Myrnin's cool hand, which he smiled at and squeezed back. Before she knew abut it Myrnin had turned to face her, repeating the words the vicar had said and placing a delicate gold ring on Claire's finger to join her engagement ring.

Claire did the same and slipped the second ring onto Myrnin's finger, turning to look at Father Joe and listening intently for the words she had been waiting for for the whole day.

"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may now kiss the bride."

They turned to face each other once again. The smile cracked across his face again, as Claire allowed one onto hers. They leaned towards each other and Claire felt utterly elated as Myrnin's lips pressed against hers, his hand traced softly against her cheek as his other rested on her hip gently. Claire pressed both of her hands against Myrnin's jaw, binding him to her as they moved their lips together.

After finally realising that they were in public they broke away from each other, turning to face her family. They bounded down the steps, back onto the carpet Claire walked down, holding hands the whole way down the length of the aisle. White confetti fell as they half walked, half joyfully ran down the soft, white carpet. Their family beamed at them, mimicking the giant grins plastered on each of their faces.

Claire didn't know what would happen next. She didn't know what she and Myrnin would do about everything: children, aging, death. But no matter what Claire thought about, no matter how depressing or worrying, her smile never broke, because she knew as long as she was with Myrnin, her life was going to be amazing…

Please read and review! Ohmyjeez I cant believe I'm doing this, but this may be the end of The Hunter Is Being Hunted :O If you're lucky you might get a sequel but that's only if you're lucky. Im sorry nothing major has really happened and its kind of abrupt right after Myrnin's in the machine and there are a lot of loose ends but I'm only 15 and my story writing skills aren't top notch :S Anyway, I hope you've liked it and I will surely do another story sometime J I love you guys! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (If you want anything clearing up or need any help understanding anything about the story just message me)