|Bella vs The Volturi
Author: deb24601 PM
A very short alternate ending for Breaking Dawn. Convinced they can be persuaded to join the Volturi, Aro takes Bella and Edward to Italy.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Suspense - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 6 - Words: 4,708 - Reviews: 18 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 11-19-09 - Published: 11-08-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5497630
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A/N Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight. I wish I owned a New Moon Edward cutout. Many thanks to KelH and Shea for all the listening... I talk A LOT!!
10 Years Later…
It was a day to look forward, to look to the future. For a few moments though, I looked back, remembering how close we came to losing everything…
We'd picked up where we left off before the terrible moment when Alice had dropped that vase. Our reunion with our daughter had been memorable, with Renesmee leaping from the porch into my outstretched arms. Edward had folded us both into an embrace and we had lost ourselves for hours in our baby girl. The welcome home sentiments from the rest of the family were more subdued; we already missed Alice and Jasper. It was impossible to know how long they would be gone or what danger they might face.
Alice and Jasper crisscrossed the globe many times over. We received frequent messages and occasional packages documenting their travels. They made great strides with the vampires they met, averting the war that Alice had envisioned. The Volturi respected the peace.
Edward and I resumed our policy of night time solitude. Edward had told me that Rose and Emmett were completely consumed by each other for their first ten years together. I remembered thinking that they had nothing on us. I was right. A decade later, Edward and I had barely put a dent in the craving we felt for one another. Our walls were another story.
We had moved as a family three times in the past ten years. Our latest home was on Vancouver Island. It was near a very small town called, no kidding, Bella Bella. Edward loved that. Jacob was thrilled to have the Heiltsuk tribal reservation nearby. His Quileute tribe was closely related so Leah and Seth were happy to settle in there. They found their imprint mates within days of arriving.
Thanks to Huilen and Nahuel we didn't have to worry about Renesmee's accelerated growth. Just as they'd said, she reached her full maturity at around seven years old. Her relationship with Jacob had matured as well. She was so like me in some ways. We asked her to wait, be patient, have some life experiences before settling down. But she was impatient to begin the rest of her existence with the love of her life. We understood.
So today was the day. I was wearing a fitted sheath dress in Edward's favourite shade of dark blue. Rosalie had tortured my hair into a mass of curls and piled them all on top of my head. Edward admired my neck. I admired... his everything. He wore his perfectly tailored black suit with a gun metal grey shirt. His insane mane of hair was as unruly as ever; his hand seemed glued in it today. Edward and I held hands as we climbed the stairs to see Renesmee.
"Oh, you look beautiful," I gasped as I took in the vision that was my daughter. She was taller than me now with auburn curls tumbling to her waist. Rose had applied the barest of make up; it simply wasn't necessary. She was a perfect blushing bride. I reached to embrace her,
"Be happy, baby, I love you so much."
She beamed, "I know Momma." She looked down a little nervously and ran her hands down the silk of her skirt. "Well, Alice sent me the dress…what do you think, Daddy?"
Edward stepped forward looking between his daughter and I. He was overwhelmed. Gently, he lifted both of Renesmee's hands and placed one on each of his cheeks. He took a deep, unnecessary breath as she showed him how happy she was. Finally smiling, he looked into her eyes and murmured, "It doesn't matter if you are 2 or 572. You will always be my little girl. I love you." He placed a sweet kiss on her forehead and turned to me, whispering, "I guess it's time."
I left the room with a pang. I knew Edward was having an even harder time than I was letting her go. Last night we had taken Renesmee and Jake to their wedding present; a home of their own, newly built and furnished, near ours. I'd gazed happily at Edward remembering nights in our own little cottage. My thoughts must have shown on my glass face. Edward returned the grin before glancing at Jacob. The grin became a scowl before softening into a solemn expression. He squeezed my waist,
"Perhaps we should make some travel plans of our own."
Everyone was in place and music filled the room. Our own family, the Denali's, the Irish coven and even Zafrina had made the trip for this special day. Emmett had become ordained to officiate. Renesmee, resplendent in white silk, sailed down the aisle on Edward's arm. My cold heart swelled with pride at the sight of them and I thought to myself, "mine". If Edward's grip was too tight, she didn't let on. He smiled softly at our daughter before splitting a glare between Jacob and Emmett. The traditional handing over of the bride almost disintegrated into a tug of war. A baleful look from Renesmee sent her father to his seat. Edward almost collapsed into the chair next to me, drawing a frown from Carlisle. He took my hand and began loud, deep breathing exercises. This just drew more attention from the guests behind us.
The ceremony began. As Emmett spoke the words "to join this man and this woman", Edward slumped into me with a groan. He really was making a spectacle of himself. I heard his shocked gasp in the same moment he flew from his chair. Landing in the centre aisle, Edward threw his hands up and yelled, "WAIT!!"
"Daddy!" hissed Renesmee.
"You have got to be kidding me," Jacob seethed.
"Oh Edward," Esme and I moaned in unison.
Edward rolled his eyes. "I'm not trying to stop the wedding. I thought you might like to wait for some late guests."
The door swung open and Alice danced down the aisle. "Sorry to crash your wedding, sweetie," she sang out. "We weren't sure we were going to make it!"
There were hugs all around and Jasper worked his magic, flooding the room with the bridal couple's euphoria. Now we were ready. Now we were all here…
Emmett winked at Rose and cleared his throat to get our attention. "Come on guys! Let's get these kids married!
So my first little writing experiment concludes. Let me know what you thought. Oh and confession time... the title is silly, doesn't fit. Thanks for reading... if you read it review it!! Unlike Edward, I can't read minds!! Oh and Bella Bella, British Columbia is a real place... you can google it!!