Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Human Strikes Back

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 29:

Charlie’s POV

I wasn’t sure how to feel about today. I was unbelievably happy for my baby girl. She hadn’t been a baby in a while. But she would always be that knobby kneed kid who I saw for too short of a time in the summer. I thought about her when she came to live with me. So quiet and unsure of herself and her place in the world. I remembered how she, unbeknownst to me at the time, lost herself in the world of the supernatural. I remembered my horror in finding out the truth, pride in finding out that she had discovered herself before it was too late. I remembered my pride in her looking at her after the Volturi massacre. The look of a woman who had conquered her demons. Who knew who she was.

Today she was taking another step in becoming who she was. She was joining her life with a man. A man who was her partner in every way. And she did it without imprinting or vampire mating or any of that other crap that goes around in the supernatural world. Despite that, I still believe that something drew Jason and Bella together. They were two pieces of a whole.

She walked out of the large white tent set up on the beach and towards me. I lost my breath looking at her. She was

JPOV

Beautiful. It was too simple a word to describe her. She was a vision in white. I held my breath as Charlie walked her down the aisle. She was gorgeous. I couldn’t believe she was going to be mine. I never dreamed about growing old with someone because honestly I never thought of growing old. My lifestyle and profession did not lend itself to aging gracefully.

But from the moment I met her I tried a little harder to stay alive than I normally did. I thought about it before I did something that towed the line between stupid and brave.

She reached me and I reached for her veil. She stared at me with those big brown eyes I could fall into. She gave me a smile that melted my heart. I gazed up and down her, being a good boy and only stopping my gaze at her cleavage for two seconds. I heard the preacher talk but I couldn’t have torn my eyes away from her for anything in the world.

“The bride and groom have decided to write their own vows. Jason if you would begin.”

“Bella since the first moment I saw you on the beach, I knew that you were the missing piece of my soul. I saw your beauty but it was only after getting to know you that I saw your true beauty. I saw your kind heart. I saw your forgiving nature. I saw your bravery. I saw the fire in your eyes. The fire that said there was nothing you would not do to protect and care for your loved ones. I knew that if I wasn’t with you I would spend the rest of my days feeling only half myself. You are the half that makes my whole. Without you I am nothing. You have my heart. My soul has been intertwined with yours from that moment on. I promise from this day forward to love and protect you. I promise to defend you and rely on you to defend me as well. I promise to never close off my heart and soul. I promise to remain faithful through sickness and health. I promise to love you longer than we shall live. You are my soul mate and I will love you in this life and the next. “

BPOV

By this point I was in tears. Thank God for waterproof mascara. Jason slipped the ring on my finger and I felt whole. I was Mrs. Jason Connolly. Although I had already known I would be with him forever. I now understood why everyone said marriage was a big deal. Saying your innermost emotions in front of your family and friends is an almost mystical thing. I heard the preacher ask me for my vows. I hope I remember them all.

“Jason from the moment I saw you on the beach I knew you were it for me. I saw your obvious strength. You had the loveliest smile and your eyes showed the joy in your heart. Over time I saw you for who you really were. You protect what is yours and defend what is not. You are giving, brave, trustworthy, loving and kind. You make me feel like I’m the only one in the world when you look at me. I have never felt more beautiful or stronger or braver than I do with you. You are the other half of my soul. I promise from this day forward to love and protect you. I promise to defend you and rely on you to defend me as well. I promise to never close off my heart and soul. I promise to remain faithful through sickness and health. I promise to love you longer than we shall live. You are my soul mate and I will love you in this life and the next. “

I slipped the ring on his finger and heard the words I had been waiting my whole life to hear. I just didn’t know it for most of my life.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

Jason took me in his arms and tilted his lips to mine. He kissed me gently but firmly. I felt my body vibrate under his lips. I felt weak in his arms. He had that effect on me. I didn’t say it as much as breathe I love you into his mouth. He reached down and kissed me under my earlobe and said he loved me as well. I heard the crowd begin clapping and he turned me around and we walked to the large tent. I couldn’t stop smiling as I received hugs from well-wishers. Some normal hugs, some cold ones and some hot ones.

The Elders agreed to let the Cullens come to first beach for the wedding. Considering what they did for Jacob after the Newborn war it wasn’t that hard of a sell. They had made their true allegiance to humanity known in the Volturi massacre by taking sides with humans against their own kind. Jake walked up and shook Jason’s hand and gave me a hug. I had talked to him on the phone more and even though it was still awkward I had hopes that our friendship would return to the way it used to be. Even if I was living in another state.

I didn’t let go of Jason’s hand. If it was up to me we would go straight to the bedroom. But we had this reception to get through. It was important for us to have to thank all the people that helped get us here. Plus I was in the mood to celebrate.

We took pictures with the bridal party and my parents. It made me sad that Jason had no one here from his family expect the team. Renee danced with Jason during the father daughter, mother son dance. Edward came up to congratulate us. I was hoping he would have stayed away but maybe this wedding would get it through his head to give up.

After the dances we ate and cut the cake. The food was delicious. Jason had brisket flown in from Texas along with ribs and Polish Sausage made in a small Central Texas town by an old Polish family. Animal and Mikey had stayed up all night barbecuing. We had potato salad, and Baked Beans. We ate off of paper plates. We drank beer from Solo Cups. Sweet tea had also been flown in from Texas since Jason swears it isn’t done right here. I mean its sweet tea. How complicated can it be right? But I admit it was better. Something about Cain sugar made in Texas.

After dinner we changed. I got out of my dress and put on a pair of jeans and a sleeveless western blouse on that was red. I also wore my boots, and Jason put on Wrangler jeans, a belt buckle with the Navy Trident on it, boots and a form fitting white shirt. He wore his straw hat but I would be getting that from him soon. We had waited until we were both changed for us to have our first dance as a married couple so we could be us. I sat down at the table with my bridesmaids and Jason walked up to me and reached a hand out to me. “May I have this dance Mrs. Connolly?”

“Yes sir you may.”

We had decided together on the song but it really was obvious. We were alone on the dance floor as “Cowboys and Angels” by Dustin Lynch began to play. I listened to the words as I relaxed into Jason’s arms and let him lead me. The song described us so well.

There’s a want and there’s a need

There’s a history between

Girls like her and guys like me

Cowboys and angels

I’ve got boots and she’s got wings

I’m hell on wheels and she’s heavenly

I’d die for her and she lives for me

Cowboys and angels

We ride side by side

A cloud of dust, a ray of light

My touch is her temptation

Her kiss is my salvation

She’s sweet, I’m wild, we’re dangerous

Cowboys and angels

I’m not sure why her path crossed mine

Accident or grand design

Maybe God just kinda likes

Cowboys and angels

We ride side by side

A cloud of dust, a ray of light

My touch is her temptation

Her kiss is my salvation

She’s sweet, I’m wild, we’re dangerous

Cowboys and angels

There’s a want and there’s a need

There’s a history between

Girls like you and guys like me

Cowboys and angels

I was in tears as the song ended and he looked like he was nearly there.

I would like to say the rest of the wedding was a romantic touching loving affair but it was not. It turned into a wild ass party which was appropriate. Quil and Emmett took over the DJ booth. The beer flowed freely. Rose and I would up dancing on top of a table. Jason made requests from Quil and Emmett, mostly classic rock and what I would consider stripper songs. Emily let loose. The pack was going crazy. I looked over at one point and noticed Edward in the corner of the room watching but I didn’t pay much mind. I was inebriated by that point.

It was midnight before the party ended for us. We had a long flight the next morning and Jason and I retired to our rented cabin. We were flying out of Port Angeles in the morning to Seattle and then onto London for a week, Paris for a week and a stop in Verona, Italy before heading back to Galveston.

“You know darlin we have a flight in 6 hours and we are both a little drunk. Maybe we should get some sleep.” Jason said with a smirk.

“Mr. Connolly you had better get in this bed and fuck the hell out of me. I won’t have my husband unable to make love to me on our wedding night. What would the President say about your combat readiness?”

He smiled down at me. I could already see his patriotic flag was raised.

“The things I do for my country.”

By the time 530 rolled around, or as I like to call it 6 orgasms later we had gotten no sleep but we had definitely sobered up.

JPOV

If you have ever thought about, eating barbecue, drinking beer, dancing all night and then making love all through the night and then getting on a little plane for a ride to a bigger plane going overseas for hours I don’t recommend it. I mean seriously last night was the greatest night of my life but I felt like hammered dog shit this morning. Bella felt the same but she had this glow to her and wouldn’t stop smiling. She was so excited. I admit I was excited too.

I had been to a lot of places overseas but unfortunately I was always sent to kill somebody or bodies. Occasionally we were sent on a rescue mission but even then somebody was getting shot. This was my first trip to England. Considering me and Bells both loved Shakespeare it was an obvious destination. We chose Paris because we wanted to see the Louvre and the Eifel Tower. We touched down in London after sleeping in first class cuddled up to each other for the last 6 hours. We woke up and kissed each other. That’s how you know you’re in love. You want to kiss each other despite the fact that both of you have horrible alcohol breath.

We checked into St. Ermin’s Hotel. It was a classic, beautiful hotel in the heart to of London. Built in 1900, it was perfect for the two of us with our love of the old. Thankfully it had been remodeled last year to provide modern luxuries as well.

We visited the Tower of London, Hyde Park, Windsor castle, and saw Romeo and Juliet performed at the New Globe Theatre. Bella loved it and I admit I loved it as well. I picked up a tail at one point but realized they were just standard government agents keeping an eye on things. I kinda have this reaction when my passport is flagged at airports. I guess you could say my reputation preceeds me. I went and spoke with them after promising Bella I wouldn’t kill them and they seemed happy that I was just there for a honeymoon and congratulated me in their annoying cheery British accents.

I thought Bella may have been upset but she couldn’t wait to tell everybody she got tailed by 007. In between tourist stuff we made love like rabbits. I have had her for over a year but something about her being my wife made me keep a hand on her at all times. I couldn’t get enough of her and she felt the same.

Paris was a different story. That city was dirty. Seriously, nothing against the French. I think they are a fine people and they were friendly despite what I heard to expect. The fact that I could speak fluent French may have gone a ways to paving the way but still. That city was dirty. It was like New York City! But we enjoyed it all the same. We took two days to explore the Louvre. We kissed at the top of the Eifel Tower, a lot. We explored the French country side on rented motor bikes.

The week passed to quickly and we found ourselves in Verona, Italy. We were only there for a few days. We took pictures next to Dante’s statue. I’m a huge fan of the Inferno. I called Bella Beatrice the entire time, until she told me to stop or she would kick me in the nuts. I thought it was romantic. Calling her Beatrice, not getting kicked in the nuts. We visited Juliet’s house and I rubbed the breast of the bronze statue of Juliet. Bella did the same. Before you think bad thoughts it’s actually a tradition to rub Juliet’s breast for good luck. Considering how things ended for Romeo when he rubbed her breasts I’m not sure how that is good luck but I am not one to buck traditions.

BPOV

The Honeymoon was coming to an end. At least the trip. Did you know they eat horse and Donkey meat in Verona? Not happening. Just wrong.