Disclaimer: I don't own it!

A/N: A friend of mine and I were discussing our predictions for Breaking Dawn and she told me that for Christmas she wanted me to write mine up as a story. We negotiated the number of pages and agreed on between 20-25. Somehow it ended up 130 pages long. So here is my version of Breaking Dawn, the real thing will be much better, but hopefully I get one or two things right. Hope you like, please read and review. Sorry about the typos! It takes a little bit to get going but kicks in after a few chapters.

Also: Jacob fans, don't hate me. I made him look good in my other story Never Forever. Sadly, I know the feeling of unrequited love and how insane it can make you and that was part of the inspiration for this story.

Chapter 1:

"Bella!" she yelled for the third time. What was her problem? I told her I would be down as soon as I was ready. Why was she rushing me today of all days? After all, this was supposed to be my day, at least as far as she believed. I knew that I was really doing this for Edward, Alice, Charlie and her. But my mother had been driving me insane since the moment she got here two days ago. She was just being her crazy self, but I would have thought today of all days she would have behaved.

"Bella!" she beckoned again. I guess not.

"What Mom?" I yelled. "I will be ready in a minute."

I heard my door open, "You have to see this limo Bella, it's bigger than a bus."

I sighed. That would be Alice's doing. She had stayed in control for the most part; I only had to say 'no' a few times during the planning of the wedding. I knew a limo was coming, but I didn't know it was the biggest limo in the entire northwest of the United States.

Alice left only ten minutes ago, after making sure I was dressed and made up to her exact specifications. She and Rosalie stayed with me last night at Charlie's house. Rosalie was there because we know how much she loves wedding, and ever since I asked her to be a bride's maid (after resigning myself to the fact that she would like much prettier than I could ever dream) she had been trying even harder to be nice to me.

Alice had been there for many reasons. For one she insisted that Edward not see me on my wedding day until I walked down the aisle, something about bad luck. And since 'bad luck' and Bella both start with a 'B' I figured I should go the safe route. So at exactly 11:59 pm last night she shooed Edward out my window.

She was also there because she wanted to make sure I was up on time, but also at Edward's orders, he was worried to leave me alone because of Jacob and my danger magnet ways. He never told me this, but I picked up on bit and pieces of conversations here and there.

It wasn't like I hadn't tried to contact to Jacob, I had. I went down to La Push on three occasions and begged Sam, the leader of the pack, to phase so I could speak to him. The first two times he refused and wasn't very nice. On the third trip down I changed my tact. I waited until I knew he was home with Emily and went to see them both. I explained to Sam that he and I were very much alike. That even though he loved Leah he loved Emily more, and that was how I felt, I loved Jacob, but I couldn't live without Edward, it was like we imprinted on each other. I told Sam I wanted Jacob to be happy, and that I had never mislead him about how I felt. But I loved Jacob and knew he was hurting. What could I do? I asked Sam what he did to help Leah, please tell me, maybe it would help Jacob. Emily started to cry, and asked Sam to speak to Jacob as well. She felt it was right. Sam agreed but not in front of me. He left and went outside to phase, the first time he had done so in a month. I waited inside with Emily, neither of us speaking.

When he returned I could tell right away it wasn't good news, not that I was expecting it to be, I knew Jacob too well. Sam told me he tried, and that's all he could do. I thanked him and left, holding back my tears until I was off the reservation.

Edward wasn't very happy about any of this but he went along reluctantly. After my third visit I decided that I had done everything I could, and at some point I couldn't be held responsible for Jacob's actions anymore, even thought I still felt like terrible.

And now was the big day, I was trying to be as upbeat as possible, but with my track record, I was constantly waiting for something bad to happen. I asked Alice a million times if she saw anything, and even though I said I would never bet against Alice, this time I was tempted.

My mother walked over to me and told me that I looked beautiful, and I felt beautiful so for once I didn't argue with her. We walked out of my room together and down the stairs to Charlie's house. Phil and Charlie stood at the bottom, Phil whistled when he saw us. Charlie just looked stunned.

"Bella, you are more beautiful than even your mother on her wedding day, and that is saying something," Charlie told me. I blushed.

We all walked to the enormous limousine, which had trouble turning around in front of house because it was so huge. The ride to the Cullen's was quiet, which was fine with me. Too much talking was never good with my family. Especially since it had only been in the past few days that they had finally made peace with the idea of my getting married. It was Phil who calmed my mother down when he told her that he had never seen a love like Edwards and mine. That seemed to assuage her, though I don't know why. And Charlie knew it was coming, and as soon as he ascertained we weren't getting married cause I was pregnant he was happy. Edward reminded him that I would spend more time in Forks since we were married and that made him smile.

Alice had decorated the entrance to the Cullen's home so that no one could miss it, and when we drove down the long driveway I could hear my mother and Phil gasping at the Cullen's property, which was even more striking than usual thanks to Alice's decorations.

Everyone was seated and waiting for us as the limo stopped. It was going to be an interesting crowd. The Denali clan had made the journey from Alaska to be there. Tanya, the one who had the hots for Edward was kind of rude to me when I met her, but I guess that's to be expected. A few of Carlisle's other vampire friends were invited, and of course there was the assortment of locals and associates from both sides.

Alice timed everything perfectly so that a tuxedoed gentleman opened the door as soon as the limo stopped. Rene and Phil walked down the aisle together. I could hear the music change to the wedding march and Charlie got out the same limo door Rene and Phil had, then walked back a bit and opened the my door for me. This was the first hurdle as far as I was concerned. Could I Bella Swan, soon to be Cullen, actually get out of the limo without falling on my face and then, miraculously make it all the way up the aisle to the altar where my Edward was standing? I remembered all too well Alice's conversation with Charlie the day before reminding him of my inability to walk across a flat surface without falling so he should be ready to catch me as I exited the limo, and now here I was in heels ready to perform this dangerous feat. Charlie seemed to remember as well because he braced to catch me.

Maybe things would not go all wrong today, cause I made it without any problems. At the end of the aisle Charlie smiled and left me alone and went to sit with Renée and Phil in the front row. I could see Esme and Carlisle on the other side of the aisle, Esme would have been crying… if vampires could cry.

Edward stepped down off the altar and grabbed my hand, and as soon as they touched, I was sure nothing could go wrong. He helped me up the two steps to the altar.

I smiled at my bridesmaid's Rosalie, Angela and Jessica and of course my maid of honor, Alice. I looked across Edward to smile at Jasper who was his the only member of his wedding party since Emmet was officiating. It was a little lopsided but no one cared.

There was a small orchestra to the right of the stage and they stopped playing. Emmet stepped up to and started the ceremony; I knew Edward and Rosalie had warned him over and over to behave, but the grin on his face made me nervous.

"Ladies and Gentleman, I can't tell you how I honored I am that I was asked to officiate this ceremony. I have long thought of Bella as my little sister, and today it will be official. Edward and Bella requested, should I say demanded, that I stick to the script, but since I am the officiating, I thought I would take a moment to read a poem I wrote."

Every Cullen in the place shot a nervous look at Emmet. Edward seemed even paler, if that was possible.

"Just kidding, I didn't write it, it's by Khalil Gibran, from his book The Prophet. It's the chapter called 'Love',"

Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."

And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.

And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,

Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."

And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

When Emmet was finished half the crowd was crying. I couldn't believe that he could be so tender.

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, do you take Isabella Marie Swan to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or worse?"

"I do," said Edward staring in to my eyes, dazzling me like he always did.

"Please slip the ring upon her finger, carefully, that's my future sister there…" Emmet said and everyone chuckled.

"And do you take Isabella Marie Swan take Edward Anthony Masen Cullen to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or worse?"

"I do," I said but I was so dazzled by Edward it was like a whisper.

"Speak up!" yelled Renée stifling her crying for one moment.

I blushed redder than I ever had before; I looked out at everyone and my knees slightly buckled.

"I do," I managed to squeak out slightly louder.

"Is that loud enough for everyone?" Asked Emmet to more chuckles from the crowd. "Bella can you please place the ring on Edwards finger." I did, though Edward had to help I was shaking so much.

"Then by the power vested in me , I know pronounce you man and wife! You may kiss the bride."

Edward leaned in to kiss me, and I couldn't stop myself anymore. Even if this wedding wasn't for me entirely I was completely caught up in the moment. As we kissed my tears landed on his gorgeous face. And when we broke apart he wiped them away with his finger. I knew I was supposed to walk down the stairs through the crowd and into the Cullen's house from our rehearsal the day before. But I forgot everything other than how beautiful the color topaz was, and Edward had to give me a gentle nudge to get me started. As we walked through the crowd rice landed all over us and I laughed picturing the look on Alice's face that people were messing up her decorations. Everyone was applauding and waving, the orchestra was playing, it was the happiest moment of my life. Except.


Except for the howling sound I thought I heard far off in the distance.

Otherwise it was perfect.

A/N: I don't own the Khalil Gibran parts either, but I love the The Prophet.