I was a little disappointed that no one commented on the nad kneeing, granny clothes, or sandwich alimony. I guess Edward and the wedding trump everything.
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Chapter 38 – Wedding Crashers
Ann Marie helped me pick a dress. She had one that was loose-fitting, and she confessed that it was a maternity dress. When she'd originally heard Edward and I were getting married, she wanted to be sure to cover all the bases, just in case. Then all hell had broken loose, and I was kidnapped. Now I was glad she'd thought I was pregnant, because all the other gowns were fitted and would have hit in all the wrong, painful places.
She told me to wait in the bathroom, while she grabbed some stuff for my hair. I peeked out the door and saw all the men adjusting their suit coats, flashing their double gun holsters as they moved. I leaned back against the bathroom wall, trying to calm myself. You would've thought the guns would calm my nerves, but they'd had them at the church during Marky's wedding and it didn't stop them. It didn't stop Anthony, he was still out there, and I knew he would come after me.
I jumped when I felt Ann Marie's hand on my face. "Sweetheart, are you alright? You don't have to do this."
"No…yes…I mean, I'm fine, I want to, I just…" I took in a deep breath and finally met her eyes, "I'm scared to leave the room," I confessed.
She carefully pulled me into her arms. "We've got you, baby girl. We're ready for him. We weren't before, but we are now. No one is going to hurt you." She held my chin in her hand and looked me right in the eyes when she said it.
"I didn't realize I was scared to leave," I whispered.
"Sometimes bad things happen in life, and they scare the shit out of us. It'll take a while to get over this, but you'll have us to help you. I promise it'll get better." I fought back my tears and gave her a teary, hopeful smile. "Now, I've got plans for that hair of yours."
I looked in the mirror and noted the gauze still on my ear. "I should probably keep it down," I pulled a little at it.
"I know just how to do this. You leave it to me. My god, it's so crazy to think you're gonna be my sister-in-law. Is that messed up or what?" she giggled making me smile. I needed the mood lightened.
She pinned my hair up on one side and had it come cascading down on my bad side, covering the gauze completely. She had stolen some of the get-well flowers from my bouquets and was tucking them into my hair. She powdered my face lightly, covering the bruises. I was so glad all my swelling had gone down. She stood me in front of the little bathroom mirror, smiling over my shoulder. "Beautiful, right? I know what I'm doing," she kissed my cheek. She peeked out of the bathroom door and asked, "Is it safe?"
"Yeah, Victor took the groom to the chapel. Me and Joey are taking the bride," Tino said with a smile. "I get to walk her down the aisle." I noticed he had a flower tucked into his lapel, and so did Joey.
Tino spun around and grabbed something from the hospital room windowsill. When he turned around, I saw it was a makeshift bouquet from one of my flower arrangements, and by the looks of it, it was from the larger one that he had given me. He really was a sweetheart. "You ready, baby girl?"
I nodded my head and barely managed a thank you, as I was so choked up. I leaned into him, giving him a one-armed hug, careful not to crush either of our flowers.
"Are you sure you're gonna be alright here, Ann Marie?" Joey sounded worried.
"It won't be for long, and I'm gonna kill anyone who isn't my great-great aunt. You remember that," she pointed at the three of us smiling.
I crossed the room and hugged her to me. "I wish you could be there." I saw her glance at Marky, and I squeezed her arm. "I understand why you can't. Thank you, for everything."
I gave her one last hug before I took Tino's hand. Joey stepped out of the door first, and then Tino moved me so I was in front of him and behind Joey.
Tino must have notice my nerves, because he stepped closer and put his hand on my shoulder. "We've got you, little Knox."
"I don't want anyone to get hurt."
"Victor brought us vests, and not the tux kind. We were gonna put one on you, but Ann Marie didn't think it went with the dress. It probably wouldn't help with your…you know…" he ran his hand down my back, stopping above my stitched gash.
"Yeah, thanks for thinking of me."
"Ah, little Knox, we all are always thinking of you."
Tino's talking distracted me long enough to get me to the chapel. Surprisingly enough, Victor was behind the organ and started the wedding march. I had no idea he played. I guess you learned something new every day.
Joey had me walk past him, so he was behind Tino, before Tino came up to my side, taking my arm. He walked me to the front and kissed the top of my head.
"Who gives this woman?" the priest asked.
"Her ex-husband." The priest looked downright startled. "We had it annulled, she's good to go." Tino kissed my hand and passed it to Edward.
Tino didn't back away. He just joined Joey, who was standing in front of Edward and me. The two of them blocked us from the view of the exit. "Keep it short and sweet, Father, we ain't got time for the good stuff."
"I'm Father O'Malley," the priest greeted me.
"I'm Isabella Marie Swan, and I'm here of my own accord."
He nodded, knowing I was getting right down to business. He read a few short bible verses, but I was so nervous, I didn't hear a word of it.
"This is a much shorter version, but still just as binding. You both must promise to take your holy covenants seriously, and promise to remain faithful, along with any children you may be blessed with."
Edward and I both answered affirmatively and then glanced to the doorway nervously. I think the Father got the idea that we needed to get a move on. He gave a short spiel on how Eve was made from Adam's rib, so she could walk beside him and under his arm for his protection. The bits I was able to focus on were beautiful.
I was relieved when he finally asked if we had vows, because I knew we were nearly done.
"I'm sorry, Father, we don't have time for vows here, but we'll express them when we're safe," Edward promised.
We finally got towards the end, and I realized we didn't have any rings when Father O'Malley mentioned them.
Victor surprised us by popping up from behind the priest and passing some rings to us. He gave me a wink as Edward placed the ring on my finger, and my hands shook badly as I slipped the ring on Edward's. The priest blessed our marriage, and then Edward kissed me in a way that wasn't proper in front of a priest, even if we were married.
"Come on; let's get you two back to the room."
I startled the priest when I hugged him and thanked him. We we're finally married, and there was nothing Anthony could do about it. We all signed our names on the license and passed it to Victor. "You be sure to file that one," Tino threatened.
Joey took a couple of pictures of us. I was so happy he'd thought of that. "Are you kidding me? Ann Marie would kill me if I didn't have something for her. I recorded the whole ceremony, though I don't know how good the quality is, since it's on my phone and I was aiming it from behind my back, not really looking at the shot I was getting."
I hugged Joey, "Thank you so much. I'd really love to listen to it when I'm not such a nervous wreck."
"I know what you mean. I didn't hear a word of my vows until after I got home," Victor teased.
"We need to get out of here. I've got a bad feeling, and my feelings are never wrong." Tino moved toward the exit and peeked around the corner. He jumped back. "Get down!"
Edward pulled me behind the pulpit and told the priest to run. "No matter what's going on, no matter what you hear, don't move from behind this spot. You hear me, Bella? Stay behind here, out of sight. I'll come get you when it's safe to come out."
I nodded, unable to breathe in deep enough to form words. He kissed me lightly on my lips. "I love you, Mrs. Masen, more than words."
"I love you, too," I squeaked out, and his answering smile was huge.
The first blast of a gun went off, jolting us out of our moment. I heard Tino swear, and I glanced toward the organ when another blast popped off from behind it. I saw Victor with his gun at the ready. I watched him take two shots and then drop back as wood splintered right by where he had been.
This was it, Anthony was here, and no one but Edward would be getting out of this alive if he had anything to say about it.
Victor popped off three more shots, making me jump each time.
The wood split by where he was hiding and he cussed. He had been shot in the leg, up high in the thigh. I could see from my position how bad it was bleeding. It had to have hit an artery.
I saw Edward step back between me and Victor. I looked up at Edward just in time to see a bullet hit his vest. He jolted back, and I heard Anthony scream, "NO, you stupid bastards!" He shot off, but in different direction. I crawled out and pulled Edward into my lap.
"I'm fine," he said pushing away from me.
He saw me look over at Victor and nodded, giving me permission to go. I dove behind the organ and glanced back just in time to see Edward get up.
"Grandma's aunt's sisters…shit, baby, it's me!" Marcus shouted as he rushed into the room. I was so relieved to see him. I was a wicked mess inside, knowing he had been out there tailing that psycho of a father of his, while I was stuck hiding in this room like he'd ordered.
I'd never minded this life much. We had our stress and our fair share of threats, but we'd always made it through unscathed. My baby being shot was nearly a deal breaker, though. It was only Marcus's vow to kill his father that made me rethink leaving him. Anthony had pulled a gun on Marcus more than once in the past, and it was only little Eddie's stepping in that had saved my husband. We owed him so much.
That last run to save Bella had me a mess. I knew Edward wasn't going to be around to save my husband, and when I found out Marcus had taken our son with him, I nearly shot him myself.
I wanted Marcus to retire, but I knew that wasn't an option. I'd seen what had gone on when Edward tried to stay in the dark. They didn't let you. Those brothers, that family, hell, even the rivals, they didn't let anyone disappear. If you had the Volturi name, you were a target. Marcus had lost four cousins that way. None were in the business, but they had those telling yellow eyes that people feared, the same eyes as my husband, the same eyes as my daughter. Little Marky had mine, but he still had the name, and there was no way in hell I'd risk my daughter's life.
No, we were stuck in this life, and we had to kill every last person who challenged us or be killed. There was no way I was sitting back in this fight any longer. That bastard had shot my boys, and he'd come after me and beaten me to a bloody pulp when my husband wasn't there. Marcus wanted to go after him then, but Luke talked him down and told him they had to do it safely. There couldn't be any repercussions. Marcus had to be in control when things went down, or the wrong brother might try and take us out to take over.
"Where is everybody?" Marcus asked checking the window. "We followed Anthony and your fucked-up twin brothers here. Luke is getting Aro's guys to help track them down."
"They went to the chapel."
"Help me move Marky to the far side of the room. We'll close the curtain around him and drop the bed down low. Hopefully, if they come in, he'll be safe."
I pulled out the bulletproof vests Victor had brought for us. I slipped mine on and lay Bella's over Marky. I passed the one Victor had brought for Marky to Marcus. "Put this on, I'm not losing you."
It was small, but it covered his major organs. What I was about to do would piss him off, but I wasn't risking my husband again. If something happened to him, my kids would be sitting ducks.
I leaned in and kissed him. "I love you so much. You remember that, no matter what, I love you."
"I know, baby." He kissed me back, squeezing me tight.
"I need to get something from my purse," I lied, so he'd release me.
I bolted straight for the door and took off running down the hall.
"Ann!" I heard his pained shout.
"Don't you dare leave our son!" I screamed back at him.
I stopped and peeked around the corner just in time to see Daniel shoot Aro and Anthony shoot David. Then the other guy with Aro shot Daniel in the head, but was then shot in the head by Anthony. They must have all had vests on, because everyone was going for head shots. My brothers were dead, and I knew I was screwed if I didn't hit my target the first time. There was no way in hell I was letting Anthony get away. That bastard was going down.
I peeked around the corner again and saw Edward standing in front of the pulpit. Anthony was smiling at him. "It's just you and me now, Son. I don't know where that little bitch is hiding, but I'm glad I got here before she did. She's not good enough for you."
There was a shot, and then another one.
"Shit! You're not a killer, Edward, just like your mother. God, that hurts like a bitch, though. I taught you well, fucking up my hands. That shit stings," I heard Anthony let out a pissed growl. "All the same, you're coming with me."
I wasn't letting him get away. I stepped around the corner just in time to see Edward shoot out Anthony's left knee, and as he aimed for the second one, I took my head shot. The large gun my husband had bought me for our anniversary showed no mercy. It ripped through Anthony's skull, leaving nothing behind. There was nothing left of that psycho's head.
"Fucking hell, I almost had him!" I looked to my left to see Tino, struggling to hold up a gun. His vest had taken an obvious three hits, and both his arms were fucked up and gushing blood, but he wasn't gonna lose Edward or Bella.
"Joey, fuck, where the hell is Joey?" He was the only one I trusted to save Tino.
"Over there, behind the bench. He took a shot at close range to the chest. It blew him back, knocking him out. I don't know if his vest saved him!" Edward shouted as he jumped over the pew. "He's out cold, but he isn't bleeding."
"Check his pockets for those wakeup capsules. The ones you use when you've fainted."
"Got it. Come on, Joey, wake up," Edward begged.
I heard my brother groan.
"Get over here, Joey," I called. "Fucking Tino's shot to hell."
Tino laughed a little. "Settle down, Ann, it doesn't hurt."
"That's not good, you stupid bastard." I didn't want to lose my brother. I couldn't lose my brother.
"Shout for a doctor. I need extra hands!" Joey ordered as he took my place.
I called for help, and then turned around when I heard Edward cry out, "No, Bella, no!"
I heard footsteps coming as I turned and ran to where Edward was. That boy couldn't lose his wife before he had her.
Edward held a blood-soaked Bella, unconscious in his arms. He was patting all over her body, looking for the wound. I looked down at Victor. There was a huge puddle of blood between the two of them. "Son of a bitch. Joey! Fuck, Joey, get over here!" I searched for a pulse on Victor, but didn't have a chance to find it before Joey shoved me out of the way.
"Snap a vial under Bella's nose and ask her where she's hurt. This blood is Victor's," Joey was tightening a belt that had already been cinched around Victor's leg.
I did as he said, moving out of the way as a couple of guys loaded Victor onto a stretcher. Bella jumped awake, flailing. "Victor, help Victor!"
"We've got him," I tried to calm her.
Edward was still a crying mess and nearly fought the guy trying to take Bella to put her on a stretcher. "Bella, oh God!" he cried.
"I'm fine." She looked down at her blood-soaked dress and grimaced, turning pale again. "I'm fine, it's just the blood."
She closed her eyes and looked away.
"The blood is making her sick," the guy who was pulling Bella from Edward's arms warned.
He started to fight, but Bella pushed Edward away. "I'm fine. I swear it. Let them clean me up. Go take care of your brother."
"I've got another live one here. Get me a bed, now!" I heard another man shout from across the room. He was over Aro's body.
I jumped to his side, hoping Aro would make it. I didn't think Dora would be able to handle losing him. He had been shot in the neck, and I hoped they could save him. Marcus had said that Dora was stable, but I had a feeling a loss like this would kill her. I got right next to Aro's ear, so he could hear me. "You hang on, you crazy bastard. Dora needs you, and you know it. Don't you dare die on her, you hear me? Dora needs you. You hang on." I was pushed out of the way as he was loaded and rushed down the hall.
This was a fucking nightmare, but, God forgive me, Anthony was finally dead.