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JACOBS POV:

I stood at the altar, waiting for something, or nothing, to happen. I was trying to listen in on some of the conversations between the guests. Maybe she just had wedding nerves. Or maybe she's just afraid of commitment. Then why would Jacob be here, still waiting for her? I don't know. Maybe he thinks she's coming and instead she ran away. I don't believe that. Maybe she's outside, probably just coalming er nerves. I was trying not to lose my temper as I listened to what they were saying. I wanted to tell everyone what was going on, though I knew I couldn't, so they would know the real reason she left.

Edward was waiting outside the house to see if she would arrive. So I tried my best not to listen to the guests, but to possibly here my lovely Renesmee outside meet with her father outside, ready to walk down the isle. So far I could hear nothing. I thought for a moment, thinking that maybe if she doesn't come back I should ask on more favor, from Edward.

"Yes, Jacob?" he said aloud so I could here him.

If she doesn't come tonight, could you please tell her that I love her and I respect her decision? It was silent for a short moment, and the only thing I could here then was footsteps in the distance, getting closer by the second. Um... Edward?

"Yes. It's her."

Thanks.

I took a deep breath and gave a small signal to the others that the wedding was on. Shortie came up to the center, telling everyone to take their seats and that the wedding was about to begin. She ran down the isle with Leah, who she picked as her maid of honor, and through the door. Blondie went over to the piano to play the wedding march and the doors opened slightly and then closed again. Leah walked down the isle, with, surprisingly, a huge smile put on her face. But I wasn't paying much attention to Leah, (hopefully Edward wouldn't tell her I thought that) but I was more excited to finally see my lovely, gorgeous, and beautiful future wife finally walk toward me down the isle. The doors, finally, opened and I saw her. A perfect vision of my lovely soon-to-be wife. She was officially the most beautiful bride I've ever seen. She met my gaze and tears of joy began falling down her face. Edward kissed her on the cheek, gave me her hand, and all I could think was we were finally here, together, getting married. Right here. Right now. No other moment could be this perfect. Carlisle was the one doing the vows for us.

"Renesmee Carlie Cullen. Do you take Jacob Black to be your husband, as long as you both shall live?" Tears continued down her face as she said the words, "I do."

"And Jacob Black. Do you take Renesmee Carli Cullen to be your wife, as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"Then I now pronouce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."

I leaned down and pulled her face to mine, kissing her gently, as she stretched up on her toes to make it last a bit longer. I broke the kiss and looked at her, my wife, my love, my life. I could have died and gone too heaven and not known, for I was in my own personal heaven at this perfect moment, with my beautiful wife in my arms. Nothing could change the way I was feeling now.

***

The reception seemed to go by fast, of course that was mostly because I had my eyes on my lovely wife the entire time. She's so beautiful. I can't believe she's all mine now. Wow. I just can't wait to--

"Don't get to carried away with your thought while I'm still here, son," Edward intrupted my thoughts.

Sorry. But you know me, I see and know what I want.

"Can't argue with that statement of fact. Now go get her, you two have to cut the cake in a few minutes."

Right.

I went over to where she was greeting some of the guests she hadn't been able to see before the wedding, most of them her best friends, asking where she had gone and why she left earlier. They were all crowding her, though I could still see over all of them beacuse I was so tall. It didn't take that much effort to take her as my own, away from the crowd of girls. I shoved my way through, trying not to bruise any delicate-looking girls, and grabbed her by the hand out of the circle. She smiled at me when she saw me and I knew right there she was glad I crashed the little girls' party.

"Thank you," she sighed in relief. "I thought I'd never get out of there. I was actually thinking for a moment that one of the girls planned it to get me awat from you take you as her own."

"You I'd blow here off and grab you like I did and probably run away with you," I said, leaning down to kiss her. She kissed be back and I couldn't help but pick her up and twirl her around in a circle. We were interupted by Edward and Bella, both clearing their throat loudly, reminding us what we had to do right now. "Okay, okay. Come on we've got to cut the cake."

"Okay," she said giving me a little pout.

Normal traditions were kept, as courtesy of Alice. We cut the cake, danced together and with Edward and Bella, Nessie threw her bouquet, falling in Leah's hands, and I removed her, well Alice's, garter from her leg with my teeth and threw it back into Jessie's hands. The party went by fast and before we knew it, Shortie took my wife from me to get her ready for us to leave for our honeymoon. I said my goodbyes to everyone, waiting for her to come downstairs and join me.

Then, she came down the stairs, in a beautiful white dress and heels. She was the perfect picture of my happiness. She ran down and jumped on me, giving me hug. I put her down and let her go so she could give her farewells to everyone. Then, I took her to the car and started driving away. She turned around in her seat for a short moment to look back and see her friends and family waving us goodbye. She smiled at me as I took her hand and kissed her on the cheek.

My happy ending was just beginning.