Rosalie At the Airport

Summary: When Alice, Bella and Edward come back from Volterra. Rosalie's POV

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Finally Edward and Alice were coming home. And Bella. None of this would have happened if it weren't for that stupid human. If she had never met my brother then this would never have happened. She had to go and jump off that stupid cliff. But what happened after that I had to admit it was my fault. I called Edward and told him that Bella was dead. Maybe if he knew why I did it then he would hate me less. I didn't do it to be cruel to Edward. I thought that Bella was our problem. Because of her we all had to leave Forks and move again. The whole family was different. Edward left to go track Victoria. I don't know why he even bothered - he is not a tracker. When he did lose her scent I thought that he would come back to the family. But instead he went and stayed in some attic. With Edward and Bella no longer with our family, Esme became depressed. She loved us all like family but she loved Edward best. Esme's depression made Carlisle unhappy as well. Jasper could not deal with all of the depressing emotions in the house so he left to go to Alaska. Alice of course went with him. Alice was still somewhat like her usual happy self, she had her own way of looking at things. But even she was losing hope. Even Emmett, my Emmett, was not as much fun as he usually was. He didn't pull pranks anymore and he hardly even made jokes.

I was incredibly worried about my brother. I thought that after I called him and told him that Bella was dead that he would just give up on all this nonsense and come home to us. If he came back I thought that all of my family's problems would be gone. I thought that Jasper and Alice would come back, and Esme and Carlisle would be happy, and Emmett would be like he used to. Maybe if Edward sees that in my thoughts then he won't hate me so much. Maybe he will forgive me…

"Flight 101 from Voulterra, Italy now unloading."

I concentrated on why I called him until I saw Bella staggering out, holding Edward to keep her from collapsing from exhaustion. I forgot what I was supposed to be thinking and realized how grateful I was for Bella. She risked her life to save my brother. I knew now how much she really did love my brother. I made a vow to myself that I would not be so cruel to her in the future. When I saw how Edward was looking at me, all my hopes of him forgiving me immediately evaporated. I looked at Bella and hoped that at least she would forgive me. Maybe if she did Edward would too. When he got off the plane Esme gave him a hug.

"You will never put me through that again." she nearly growled.

"Sorry, mom," Edward apologized. He started walking towards the car and stiffened when he saw me.

"Don't," Esme whispered, defending me. "She feels awful."

I really do, Edward, I thought in his direction.

"She should," Edward said, loud enough that I knew I was meant to hear. He did not forgive me. I was not surprised, but I was surprised with who defended me next.

"It's not her fault," Bella said, her words slurred a little from exhaustion.

"Let her make amends," Esme pleaded. "We'll ride with Alice and Jasper."

Edward… please, I didn't do it because I hated Bella. I wanted our family to be whole again. I wanted my Emmett back. I know it was selfish.

Edward continued to glare at me. Clearly he had no intention of letting me apologize.

"Please, Edward," Bella said.

Emmett and I got in to the front seat and Edward pulled Bella in the back with him. She finally looked like she was going to sleep. I felt a pang of jealousy at her, she was able to sleep.

"Edward," I began.

"I know." Edward clearly was still not going to forgive me… not until Bella does I realized.

"Bella?" I asked softly, half hoping she was already asleep.

"Yes, Rosalie?" she seemed hesitant, perhaps I was too cruel to her in the past.

"I'm so very sorry, Bella. I feel wretched about every part of this, and so grateful that you were brave enough to go save my brother after what I did. Please say you'll forgive me."

"Of course, Rosalie," she mumbled. "It's not your fault at all. I'm the one who jumped off the damn cliff. Of course I forgive you."

I was so glad she forgave me but I was also shocked that she took the blame for the whole thing. I never realized how selfless she was. I was definitely too cruel to her in the past. I will make it up to her from now on. And then a miracle happened. Emmett made his first joke in almost a year.

"It doesn't count until she's conscious, Rose."

Everything was back to normal. And I was happy.