The McCarty's New Beginning

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight; I am merely adding my ideas to her lovely saga.

----PROLOGUE----

Rosalie tugged Emmett back to the Cullen house after their "walk" into the forest the night before. Just the thought brought a smile to the blonde's face. Her mind was back in a blissful state.

They had shared their memory of the first time they became a couple thanks to the cabin they had found on the Canadian border… Even though it was no longer standing.

Emmett smiled over at his wife beside him.

"I sure hope that place didn't belong to anybody."

Rosalie pushed his shoulder playfully, "Awe is my Emmy Bear feeling remorseful?" She asked already knowing the answer to her question.

The big lug scoffed, running his hand through his short hair.

"Hell no! I'd do you again if I felt like going back and rebuilding that abandoned cabin, just so we could demolish it again!" He said this with a smirk.

Rosalie let out a soft laugh at her husband, a slight twinge went through her stomach but she pushed the thought aside disregarding it as the way Emmett made her feel. Like butterflies.

She wrapped her arms around his body from behind and rested her head in the crevice between his shoulder blades. His muscles never ceased to amaze her.

A smile played at her lips as she traced down the contour of his abs through his shirt. He let out a content growl.

"I have to say I wouldn't object to that." She answered his statement from earlier.

Suddenly Rosalie felt strange. She was dizzy. Her body felt… different. She swayed.

Emmett turned sideways towards her slowly, sensing the shift in her demeanor.

"Rosie?" His face was laced with concern. He embraced her tight, making sure he didn't crush her too roughly.

Rosalie panicked.

"Emm… I feel…" Her voice trailed off, clinging to him.

He picked her up swiftly.

"Shh, baby I got you." He raced back to the house, "Dad!" His booming voice rang throughout the white structure.

Their family filed out of the various rooms of the three story home. Carlisle, being the head of the family, was one of them. He stepped out of his office, concern plain on his beautiful face.

"Yes Emmett?" His voice was calm.

Rosalie winced in pain. She dug her nails in Emmett's shoulder. He cringed.

"Ow Rosie…" Emmett whispered, laying her carefully on her back on the leather sofa in the living room. He met Carlisle's gaze, "Something's wrong with her."

Carlisle was down the stairs in a flash. He knelt beside Rosalie and began to examine her.

Esme was at his side. She touched Emmett's shoulder, looking up at her largest son, apprehension clear on her normally serene features. She tended to worry the most, besides Edward that is.

"What happened?" Her soft tone was quieter than usual.

Emmett shook his head, trying to figure that out himself. He mentally backtracked to the events prior. Shooting Edward an apologetic look, though he came up with nothing that could answer Esme—no his—question.

He sighed in frustration.

"I have no idea. We were walking home. We stopped briefly, she hugged me and then she was in pain… It was so fast." He looked at Rosalie. His face contorted; his eyes held the pain reflected from his wife.

Jasper could feel it the best out of them all. He decided to use his gift to help out his family. A wave of calmness washed over Emmett.

"We will find out what's wrong with her Emmett. Somehow." He murmured.

Edward stood beside the blonde male, nodding his agreement. None of them could bear to see their family members in discomfort, be it physical or emotional. Their bonds were very strong.

Alice made her way to them after running Bella and her niece, Renesmee, to their cottage for now. Nessie didn't need to worry anymore than she needed to. She was the youngest member of their family and close to Emmett and Rosalie.

She stood on the other side of Jasper, taking his hand with her small one.

"I'm keeping an eye out Emm…" She said sensitively, watching her sister being examined on the couch.

Rosalie let out an abrupt cry of pain instantly. Emmett hovered over her protectively, a thought coming to his mind.

"I guess this is how you felt with Bella so often, hm, Ed?" As Edward nodded to the reflection, Emmett turned his attention to Carlisle, "What is it?!" He demanded, worrying.

Carlisle did not answer immediately, bringing his gaze to Emmett's. None of them could read his expression clearly.

Emmett was soon frustrated by the looks of confusion, surprise, and disbelief that flashed across his father's face.

"Edward!" He snapped.

Edward was by his side in a nanosecond. He also seemed surprised or taken aback rather, but he forced a composure.

"Yes?" Like Edward really had to ask.

"Tell me what he is thinking!" Emmett pleaded with his bronze haired brother, who was blessed with this gift, "Is it bad?"

He could not expect the answer that was to come from Edward's mouth. And nor could Rosalie.

Edward blinked as he spoke in an almost whisper, like what he was speaking was a secret.

"He thinks… No, he is positive that Rose…" he paused for some reason. It was irritating Emmett. "Is pregnant."

Emmett stumbled back at the last word spoken. It wasn't possible!

Rosalie stared wide eyed at her brother, then to her husband. She grabbed his hand as the words sunk into her mind. They sounded like a jumbled mess.

"I… but we can't—"

Carlisle simply nodded to her stuttering.

"But you are." He whispered.


A/N: Okay, this is the Prologue for the sequel to my story "Things I'll Never Say". And yes I did make Rosalie a pregnant vampire… ^^ I am talented. Kidding! I know it's a weird concept, but I do have a way to explain it. As the story goes on. Dunno if it makes sense to everybody, but it is totally creative. Ha ha! Chapter 1 will be posted ASAP.

~Ebony Rosez