Going to the chapel [And we're gonna get married]
["Sit with a pretty girl for an hour and it feels like a minute. Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute and it feels like an hour. That's relativity" - Albert Einstein]
Co-written with idont_fightfair and letme_showyou
The piano music playing was a CD but it was music that Edward had written. Nessie had spent all day with the Cullen women being coiffed, buffed, pampered and polished. Her nails and toes were done and Rose had worked with her hair for hours getting it to hang down in loose curls. She'd wanted to put it up and Nessie had insisted that it be left down. Jacob liked her hair down. Alice had brought an end to the whole argument when she told Rose to let it go, Nessie wins this one. Her dress was perfect, white, sleeveless halter style; casual enough but still very much what she once would have called a 'princess' dress. She was wearing four inch heels in an attempt to make up some of the height difference between her and Jacob. She took a deep breath and glanced out the window at the yard Alice had transformed. The trees had lost their leaves but Alice had replaced them with tiny, white lights woven through the bare limbs. Garlands of white flowers draped the chairs and formed an aisle for her to walk down. Edward's baby grand piano had been moved outside and electric space heaters, close to the ground dotted the yard. Night had fallen particularly early, Nessie thought; like her it had been unable to wait. Her stomach didn't flutter with butterflies and her feet weren't cold at all. Instead she wanted to tell everyone to sit down, hurry up and please, please let her finally get to Jacob.
Nervous didn't even begin to describe what Jacob felt as he stood beneath the archway that Alice had fashioned by combining and weaving several limbs from two different trees. He was pretty sure she had actually made Jasper and Emmett do it. Entwined with the branches were the same strings of lights that seemed to be everywhere else. Jacob wore the cargo khaki pants and white tank that Alice had said he could wear. On top of that was the dark leather coat. His arms were folded tight over his chest. This all seemed like overkill for tying the knot. Why, when the music was playing on a CD player, was there a grand piano outside? Aside from the few humans present, they could all see just fine in the dark without the plethora of twinkle lights strewn everywhere. And space heaters? Personally, he was burning up.
He was actually using his evaluation of the spectacle to cover up the fears that were welling up inside of him. If he let himself dwell on all of the uncertainties inside, he was worried that he would do something that would ruin the day for Renesmee. And how could he not be nervous. He was standing up here in front of all of the Cullens, his family and his Pack. Accelerated growth aside, Renesmee had only been born seven years ago. They had only decided to get married a little over a week ago and were under pressure and time restraints for completely different reasons entirely. Everything was happening so fast that he barely had time to get his bearings and completely think things through. All of this made him wonder if he was doing the right thing or not.
As he stood there, his jitters began to win out. He drew a deep, slow breath as his fingertips began to tap rapidly against his own forearm as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. It was just when he was about to demand to see Renesmee that he felt a sense of calm wash over him. Immediately he looked over to Jasper who was staring intently in his direction. Next to him, Alice was beaming innocently. Jacob rolled his eyes and nodded. Normally he would have protested Jasper affecting his emotions in any way. But this wasn't normal... not by a long shot. Fears quelled, that little bit of excitement made itself known and the corners of his lips twitched into an almost smile.
The only nerves Nessie felt hit her right about the time Edward and Bella guided her down the steps. Halfway down nerves washed over her, trickling down her back and she stopped abruptly. It only took a moment to remind herself that this was Jacob. There was no reason to be nervous, only there were a million reasons to be nervous. And they will all be alright because it's Jacob and me.
"You know, you don't have to do this if you don't want to. Imprinted or not," Edward whispered to Nessie. "We could skip off to Europe somewhere." Nessie rolled her eyes at Edward and shook her head.
"I could have told you he was going to say that and I'm not Alice," Bella laughed, rolling her eyes along with Nessie. They disappeared with that tiny bit of normality.
She placed her hand on Edward's arm and tugged him down the staircase until they reached the foot of the stairs. She took a deep breath as they reached the French doors leading out into the back yard. Her eyes immediately went to Jacob standing underneath the arch and she ducked her head, a smile curving her lips. Edward and Bella walked her down the aisle, whispering every few feet for her to slow down. Nessie was pretty sure her parents had never moved so slow in their entire lives. Finally they reached the arch and the preacher asked who was giving her away.
The moment Jacob saw Renesmee walk out to the spacious area behind the Cullen home, his eyes locked with hers. She was beautiful, as always. But it didn't quell the nerves still bubbling beneath the surface. In fact, his heart pounded louder. He was sure most of the wedding party could hear it and that in itself was kind of annoying. He didn't like being nervous in front of the Cullens, even after all these years.
It felt as if an eternity passed between the house and where Alice had told him to stand across the yard. The moment she was in front of him, a corner of his lips tugged into a boyish, half-grin.
"Who gives this woman away?" The preacher asked.
There was a beat before Edward answered. "Her mother and I." He then handed over Renesmee's hand to Jacob, from cold to steaming hot.
Dimly Nessie heard her father say something but it didn't really register because Jacob was reaching out and folding her hand in his.
Jacob took that delicate, familiar hand in his. Her hand was freezing after being held by her father's. Edward and Bella moved away, but really he didn't notice that. The preacher began to speak, but he didn't notice that either. The words were there, but his feelings overrode them. His feelings had always over shadowed anything anyone else had said in regards to Nessie and himself. He found himself getting lost in her and he kind of liked being so lost. So it was, when posed the most important question in the whole ceremony that he didn't say anything. The truth was that he had said 'I do' a million times before.
The preacher cleared his throat. "Jacob?"
"What?" Jacob asked, finally tearing his eyes away from Renesmee. "Oh. Uhm, yeah." He grinned at his bride again half playful and half apologetic. "I do."
In response, Nessie grinned and stuck her tongue out at Jacob a bit. The preacher nodded and looked to Renesmee. "And do you, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold as long as we both shall live?"
She sobered, biting her bottom lip, the smile still tugging at the corners of her lips. She nodded first, words sticking in her throat. "Forever and ever," she responded just as she had when she was little. "I do."
The preacher said some more things, talking about marriages and commitments. Nessie just wanted him to hurry up. There was never such a danger of her strangling a human in her entire life as there was at that moment. Her heart was thrumming as quickly as a hummingbird's and she kept having to remind herself to breathe. It wasn't from nerves but anticipation and excitement. After a lecture that Nessie was pretty sure would rival that of any of her college professors, the preacher said the only words she was listening for:
"I now pronounce you man and wife. Jacob, you may kiss your bride."
Again, the preacher was tuned out by both bride and groom. It was only when Renesmee's lips broke out into a full smile that Jacob grinned and leaned in to press a kiss gently to her lips. Within seconds a gentle kiss grew deeper and more sensual. Jacob was sure that the whistle and hollar to get a room was from Emmett. He pulled back and cast a glare in his general direction before taking Renesmee's hand. The music once again began and he found himself lucky that Renesmee knew what she was doing. She led him back through everyone towards the house.
Nessie had practically been counting on a comment like that from Emmett. He wouldn't have been Emmett otherwise. The main room in the house was decked out with decorations and stocked with enough food to feed an army; the pack is all there so they'd need it. Flashbulbs were popping as Nessie tugged Jacob toward the house and into the main room. For one moment, it was just the two of them in the room. Nessie was still grinning, biting her bottom lip as she leaned in to tug him down and kiss him briefly.
"Think we could just run away right now?" she half giggled.
Jacob smirked lightly. "Don't we wish..." Honestly, right now he would run anywhere that was not this crowded room where all the attention was on them and love it. Even the forest sounded good. But then the crowd from outside started spilling in, milling around and congratulating them. Nessie didn't mind the crowd much because it was primarily made up of vampires and wolves. That didn't mean that she wasn't ready to slip out but she tried to take a deep breath and enjoy everything. After all, she wouldn't make him do this again for at least twenty years or so. Jacob took it mostly in stride, trying to remain focused on just a few things; no matter what, it was going to be a long night, the room smelled of really good food and his stomach was already growling, and most importantly, he had just married a pretty girl... his girl. For so much hoopla, the wedding had lasted only moments. Sure, there were still pressures and stresses. But now they had several lifetimes to figure it all out.
Co-written with idont_fightfair and letme_showyou
The piano music playing was a CD but it was music that Edward had written. Nessie had spent all day with the Cullen women being coiffed, buffed, pampered and polished. Her nails and toes were done and Rose had worked with her hair for hours getting it to hang down in loose curls. She'd wanted to put it up and Nessie had insisted that it be left down. Jacob liked her hair down. Alice had brought an end to the whole argument when she told Rose to let it go, Nessie wins this one. Her dress was perfect, white, sleeveless halter style; casual enough but still very much what she once would have called a 'princess' dress. She was wearing four inch heels in an attempt to make up some of the height difference between her and Jacob. She took a deep breath and glanced out the window at the yard Alice had transformed. The trees had lost their leaves but Alice had replaced them with tiny, white lights woven through the bare limbs. Garlands of white flowers draped the chairs and formed an aisle for her to walk down. Edward's baby grand piano had been moved outside and electric space heaters, close to the ground dotted the yard. Night had fallen particularly early, Nessie thought; like her it had been unable to wait. Her stomach didn't flutter with butterflies and her feet weren't cold at all. Instead she wanted to tell everyone to sit down, hurry up and please, please let her finally get to Jacob.
Nervous didn't even begin to describe what Jacob felt as he stood beneath the archway that Alice had fashioned by combining and weaving several limbs from two different trees. He was pretty sure she had actually made Jasper and Emmett do it. Entwined with the branches were the same strings of lights that seemed to be everywhere else. Jacob wore the cargo khaki pants and white tank that Alice had said he could wear. On top of that was the dark leather coat. His arms were folded tight over his chest. This all seemed like overkill for tying the knot. Why, when the music was playing on a CD player, was there a grand piano outside? Aside from the few humans present, they could all see just fine in the dark without the plethora of twinkle lights strewn everywhere. And space heaters? Personally, he was burning up.
He was actually using his evaluation of the spectacle to cover up the fears that were welling up inside of him. If he let himself dwell on all of the uncertainties inside, he was worried that he would do something that would ruin the day for Renesmee. And how could he not be nervous. He was standing up here in front of all of the Cullens, his family and his Pack. Accelerated growth aside, Renesmee had only been born seven years ago. They had only decided to get married a little over a week ago and were under pressure and time restraints for completely different reasons entirely. Everything was happening so fast that he barely had time to get his bearings and completely think things through. All of this made him wonder if he was doing the right thing or not.
As he stood there, his jitters began to win out. He drew a deep, slow breath as his fingertips began to tap rapidly against his own forearm as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. It was just when he was about to demand to see Renesmee that he felt a sense of calm wash over him. Immediately he looked over to Jasper who was staring intently in his direction. Next to him, Alice was beaming innocently. Jacob rolled his eyes and nodded. Normally he would have protested Jasper affecting his emotions in any way. But this wasn't normal... not by a long shot. Fears quelled, that little bit of excitement made itself known and the corners of his lips twitched into an almost smile.
The only nerves Nessie felt hit her right about the time Edward and Bella guided her down the steps. Halfway down nerves washed over her, trickling down her back and she stopped abruptly. It only took a moment to remind herself that this was Jacob. There was no reason to be nervous, only there were a million reasons to be nervous. And they will all be alright because it's Jacob and me.
"You know, you don't have to do this if you don't want to. Imprinted or not," Edward whispered to Nessie. "We could skip off to Europe somewhere." Nessie rolled her eyes at Edward and shook her head.
"I could have told you he was going to say that and I'm not Alice," Bella laughed, rolling her eyes along with Nessie. They disappeared with that tiny bit of normality.
She placed her hand on Edward's arm and tugged him down the staircase until they reached the foot of the stairs. She took a deep breath as they reached the French doors leading out into the back yard. Her eyes immediately went to Jacob standing underneath the arch and she ducked her head, a smile curving her lips. Edward and Bella walked her down the aisle, whispering every few feet for her to slow down. Nessie was pretty sure her parents had never moved so slow in their entire lives. Finally they reached the arch and the preacher asked who was giving her away.
The moment Jacob saw Renesmee walk out to the spacious area behind the Cullen home, his eyes locked with hers. She was beautiful, as always. But it didn't quell the nerves still bubbling beneath the surface. In fact, his heart pounded louder. He was sure most of the wedding party could hear it and that in itself was kind of annoying. He didn't like being nervous in front of the Cullens, even after all these years.
It felt as if an eternity passed between the house and where Alice had told him to stand across the yard. The moment she was in front of him, a corner of his lips tugged into a boyish, half-grin.
"Who gives this woman away?" The preacher asked.
There was a beat before Edward answered. "Her mother and I." He then handed over Renesmee's hand to Jacob, from cold to steaming hot.
Dimly Nessie heard her father say something but it didn't really register because Jacob was reaching out and folding her hand in his.
Jacob took that delicate, familiar hand in his. Her hand was freezing after being held by her father's. Edward and Bella moved away, but really he didn't notice that. The preacher began to speak, but he didn't notice that either. The words were there, but his feelings overrode them. His feelings had always over shadowed anything anyone else had said in regards to Nessie and himself. He found himself getting lost in her and he kind of liked being so lost. So it was, when posed the most important question in the whole ceremony that he didn't say anything. The truth was that he had said 'I do' a million times before.
The preacher cleared his throat. "Jacob?"
"What?" Jacob asked, finally tearing his eyes away from Renesmee. "Oh. Uhm, yeah." He grinned at his bride again half playful and half apologetic. "I do."
In response, Nessie grinned and stuck her tongue out at Jacob a bit. The preacher nodded and looked to Renesmee. "And do you, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold as long as we both shall live?"
She sobered, biting her bottom lip, the smile still tugging at the corners of her lips. She nodded first, words sticking in her throat. "Forever and ever," she responded just as she had when she was little. "I do."
The preacher said some more things, talking about marriages and commitments. Nessie just wanted him to hurry up. There was never such a danger of her strangling a human in her entire life as there was at that moment. Her heart was thrumming as quickly as a hummingbird's and she kept having to remind herself to breathe. It wasn't from nerves but anticipation and excitement. After a lecture that Nessie was pretty sure would rival that of any of her college professors, the preacher said the only words she was listening for:
"I now pronounce you man and wife. Jacob, you may kiss your bride."
Again, the preacher was tuned out by both bride and groom. It was only when Renesmee's lips broke out into a full smile that Jacob grinned and leaned in to press a kiss gently to her lips. Within seconds a gentle kiss grew deeper and more sensual. Jacob was sure that the whistle and hollar to get a room was from Emmett. He pulled back and cast a glare in his general direction before taking Renesmee's hand. The music once again began and he found himself lucky that Renesmee knew what she was doing. She led him back through everyone towards the house.
Nessie had practically been counting on a comment like that from Emmett. He wouldn't have been Emmett otherwise. The main room in the house was decked out with decorations and stocked with enough food to feed an army; the pack is all there so they'd need it. Flashbulbs were popping as Nessie tugged Jacob toward the house and into the main room. For one moment, it was just the two of them in the room. Nessie was still grinning, biting her bottom lip as she leaned in to tug him down and kiss him briefly.
"Think we could just run away right now?" she half giggled.
Jacob smirked lightly. "Don't we wish..." Honestly, right now he would run anywhere that was not this crowded room where all the attention was on them and love it. Even the forest sounded good. But then the crowd from outside started spilling in, milling around and congratulating them. Nessie didn't mind the crowd much because it was primarily made up of vampires and wolves. That didn't mean that she wasn't ready to slip out but she tried to take a deep breath and enjoy everything. After all, she wouldn't make him do this again for at least twenty years or so. Jacob took it mostly in stride, trying to remain focused on just a few things; no matter what, it was going to be a long night, the room smelled of really good food and his stomach was already growling, and most importantly, he had just married a pretty girl... his girl. For so much hoopla, the wedding had lasted only moments. Sure, there were still pressures and stresses. But now they had several lifetimes to figure it all out.