Chapter 1: Getting There

"Where the hell are my pants?" Rosalie demanded as she strode into the room, clad in only a short sleeved white tee and black boy shorts.

Emmett gave her a once over. "You look hot Rose. Don't know why you think you need pants." He smiled his gorgeous cocky smile. "Besides, life's a lot more fun when you're not in pants." He gave her a wink as she growled at him.

"Alice and I are going shopping. I need my jeans Emmett." Catching sight of a bit of dark blue denim peaking out from under where Emmett was sitting, she let out another growl.

"Get your fat ass off of them. I can see your sitting on them! Those are my favorite 7 jeans!!" Rosalie stalked over to him and tried to grab them from under him.

But Emmett wasn't about to let Rosalie have her jeans. Lightning fast, he flew away from his seat, and held her jeans high above his head. "Come get them Rose." He challenged, his eyes sparkling and his smile wide. Never willing to give up, and loving the challenge, Rosalie crouched down, ready to spring. Letting out a low growl, she sprung on Emmett, clawing his arm to get her jeans. A slow smile coming on his face, Emmett dropped his arm. Rosalie almost fell, but managed to throw her arms around his neck or else she would have gone crashing to the floor.

"Not fair Emmett! You're not playing fair." She such out her bottom lip in a little kid pouty expression.

"Do I ever play fair baby?" the wild look came back to his eyes a split second before Rosalie lips came crashing down on his. Emmett moaned as she opened her mouth to him. Wrapping her legs around him and pulling her arms tighter around his neck, she bid her time. She knew how to play him.

Emmett started walking towards their bed, not bothering to pull off the comforter. He wanted her – they both knew that. Their mouth still joined, Emmett set her down on the bed, angling his body so he was half on her half off.

Running her fingers through his curls, she pulled him closer to her – as if that were at all possible. Running the tip of her tongue across his, she could feel him tense up. He liked this, and she knew it. She felt him loosen his grip on her jeans and they slid to the floor as he brought both of his arms around her and under the back of her shirt, ready to strip her of the little clothing she was wearing. But she was too quick for him. Pushing his hands away from her, she wriggled out of his grasp and off the bed. Quick as lightning she grabbed her pants and pulled them up her long legs.

"Rose what the hell!?" Emmett demanded as he sat up.

"A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Anyways, I gotta split. Alice and I are hitting up Chicago."

"That's not fair Rose, leaving me like this." He crossed his arms and tried his hardest to look severely hurt by what she did, but it didn't exactly work. He sorta looked like a little boy upset that he couldn't go fishing.

Rosalie giggled. "Do I ever play fair baby?" she mimicked, quoting what he had said to her less than five minutes before. She kissed him on the top of his head before heading for the door. "We'll only be gone for the weekend. Carlisle said we have to be home in time for school." She rolled her eyes. "I hate senior year of high school. One can only endure so many years of it."

"All weekend!? Emmett ran up to her, blocking the door with his bulky frame. "You can't be serious Rose. You're leaving me all weekend to deal with this? Almost giving it to me and then leaving?"

Rosalie shrugged her shoulders. "Oh you'll live you big baby. Not like you haven't been like this before." She laughed when he made a face. "Alice did suggest that we maybe check out Victoria's Secret. Who knows what I'll come home with?"

Emmett sighed a big dramatic sigh. "I guess that makes up for it, but only a little bit. Bye Rosalie. I'll miss you baby." He leaned down and kissed her again, wrapping his arms around her.

"I'll miss you too. I love you Emmett." She looked up at him through her lashes and smiled.

"Love you too." Opening the door, he gestured very formally for her to pass. Grabbing her hand, they walked downstairs together and headed for living room, which was where everyone was gathered.

"I'm almost ready Alice. I just need to grab my shoes." Rosalie said, as she grabbed her Chanel purse from the end table and heading for the front closet that contained her black boots.

"Wow that was fast." Jasper commented, only to be slapped by Alice.

"What? What are you guys talking about?" Emmett looked around at everyone. They all went silent and looked away, innocent looks suddenly appearing. Edward suddenly began laughing, breaking the silence.

"What Edward?" Jasper looked over at him; ready to hear whatever it was that someone was just thinking.

"Yeah, what is this all about?" Rosalie appeared from the front hall and standing behind Alice.

"Nothing." Edward choked out, gasping for breath.

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "What ever Edward. You ready to go Alice?"

"No, I want to hear what Edward's going to tell us." She suddenly gasped and then laughed. "Edward! Tell! It's so funny! You're going to do it anyways."

"Ok." He took a deep breath in order to calm down. "I just wanted to tell Emmett to have a good weekend. You know, with all that pent up sexual frustration."

Everyone burst out laughing, even Rosalie. "Edward!" Emmett growled and moved as to catch him. Sensing what he was going to do, Edward gracefully moved out of the way.

"Let's get out of here before they really tear this place up. Bye Jazzy! I love you!"

Alice called as she grabbed Rosalie's arm and they walked out to the garage.

"Can we take my baby?" Alice begged as Rosalie pulled out her keys to the Mercedes. "I know I promised we could take your Mercedes, but I really wanna take my baby to Chicago! She's never been there before."

"She? Your car now has a gender?"

"And a name, but I don't normally use it. I think Jasper is jealous of her." She whispered in a dramatic stage whisper.

"Oh."

"So can we take her please? I really wanna drive her." Alice jumped up and down, looking at Rosalie with a hopeful expression.

Rosalie sighed. "I guess we can take the porsche. Will it have enough room to hold all our bags?"

"Yea and we can put down the back seats too. Trust me; she'll have plenty of room for everything we're gonna buy."

"Ok then, its settled. We'll take the porsche." Rosalie put the key to her Mercedes back in her purse and slid into the porsche's passenger seat.

Alice did a little dance as she hurried to the drivers' side. Opening the door, she slid in and revved the engine. Backing out of the driveway, she pointed the car towards Chicago and hit the gas.

Roughly seven hours into their mostly pleasant drive, the porsche started running dangerously low on fuel.

"Oops, we gotta stop for gas." Alice said as she slowed down to the speed limit. "We're pretty much running on gas fumes right now. I'll just get off at this exit. The last sign said there was a gas station off this exit. Do you mind?"

"Do I really have a choice?" Rosalie's voice was clipped.

"I'm sorry Rosalie!"

Rosalie suddenly relaxed and laughed. "I'm just messing with you Alice. I don't care at all." She punched her in the arm. "I'll even go inside and flirt with the guy behind the counter."

Alice chuckled. "Poor guy. He doesn't stand a change with you." Steering off the highway, she pulled into a small gas station.

"So what should I do?" Rosalie asked as Alice parked the car next to a pump. "Pretend I don't know how to pump gas? Tell him I don't know what type of gas to use and have him explain it to me in immense detail? Be a dumb blond?"

"Tell him you don't know how to pump gas. I think that one is the funniest. I'll just buy myself a coke or something. I gotta see this. Maybe you can get him to teach you."

"Ha ha yeah maybe I can. Well, her goes nothing." She unbuckled her seatbelt and walked inside. The lights were dim and the floors dirty. Walking down the isles for a minute, she finally approached the counter, looking as nervous as she could.

"Hi." She said shyly to the twenty-some year old behind the counter.

"Hey." His smile went wide, and he was probably thinking what a babe she was. It was all Rosalie could do to not laugh.

"Can you help me?" she asked, batting her eyelashes. Just then the bell rang above the door and Alice walked in. the guy didn't even notice her, but kept his gaze fixed on Rosalie.

"I don't really get this pump thing. I mean what you do with it?" she wound a strand of her hair around her finger as she talked; silently thanking the fact she couldn't get split ends. "Like when do I put it in the gas thing, and does the gas pump itself, and what gas do I even use? I don't get these things! They're so confusing." She pretended to get choked up. "I don't get it!" Rosalie broke out into fake sobs.

The response was instantaneous. The guy jumped over the counter and wrapped his arm around her.

"Its ok beautiful. My name's Mike, I'll help you out. Here, would you like to sit?"

"No." Rosalie pretended to sniff, and 'regain control' of herself. "I think I'll be ok. So, what do I need to do now?" she flashed him her coy smile.

"Umm, do you have a credit card or are you paying with cash?"

"Cash." She reached in her purse and pulled out two twenties. Pressing them into his hand, she felt his pulse skyrocket. "Will that be enough?" she whispered, getting closer to him.

"Ummm, yea. Right, cash. Ok so I'll put this in the register. Why don't you go to your car? I'll meet you there in a second. I just need to, umm, check inventory on something."

"Perfect. I'll be waiting for you." She winked at him before sauntering outside to wait by the porsche. She could hear Alice chocking back a laugh, but it was to quiet for Mike to be able to hear.

Rosalie smiled to herself as she heard him scramble around inside, spraying what she smelled to be cologne, run a comb through his hair, and recite multiplication tables to himself. The last one made her laugh, because she knew exactly what he was doing.

"What can I say? I just have that effect on people." She whispered as she heard the door open and Mike running towards her.

"Ok, so lets get started." Rosalie could tell he wasn't one for physical exercise. Even though he wasn't showing it, he was laboring in breath. She could hear his heart pounding, a dull thud in his chest. She wondered if he was close to a heart attack.

Emmett was never like that. He could run forever and never get tired. Even before he became a vampire, he always seemed to be one in tip top physical shape. She loved that about him. Rosalie loved the fact he could hold her so close and she felt so safe, with his huge arms surrounding her, she felt like nothing could get to her.

"Do you get that?"

Rosalie snapped back to attention. She hadn't realized she strayed so far in her thoughts. "Yup." She smiled brightly. "I think I got it now. I'll take it from here."

Grabbing the gas pump away from him, she quickly started filling up the porsche. "I'm doing it right, right?

"Yes you are. You're a fast learner."

"Yeah I know." After the porsche was filled up, Rosalie put it back into place. "Thanks so much Mike. I don't know what I'd do if you hadn't helped me!" she threw her arms around him, startling him.

Suddenly Alice appeared out of nowhere. "Ready Rose?"

"Course I am. I was just thanking Mike here for being such a gentleman and helping me in my time of need."

"Works for me. We should be going now. We'll miss all the good sales. Oh, and Mike, you really might want to get inside. There's a couple getting it on in the girls' bathroom." Mike sprinted away as the girls slid into the porsche and drove away.

"Is there actually a couple getting in on in a gas station bathroom?" Rosalie asked as they hit the highway again. She flipped down the visor so she could see herself in the mirror. "Or did you just make that up?" She ran her finger along her full bottom lip and re-applied her lip gloss.

"No, they're gonna do it in about twenty minutes. I just wanted him to leave us alone. He was sorta leering at you. No offense but it was a little creepy. Lets just say Emmett would break his jaw if he saw that."

"Ugh. Humans just creep me out."

"And Emmett doesn't leer at you like that guy did? Do you see how he looks at you?"

Rosalie sighed. She knew she had no argument to Alice's accusations. "Ok fine. Your right. Just don't tell anyone I said that."

"Don't worry Rosalie. Your secrets safe with me. Here find us something to listen to, this car is positively silent, and I hate it."

Rosalie grabbed a huge CD case and rooted through it until she pulled out an old Bryan Adam's CD and popped it in.

"Works for me." Alice said, humming along with the music. "I think we should get some new music though. Get a few more popular CD's. I heard a song by this one artist Rihanna the other day. The song was pretty good. I think I might grab her CD along with a few others."

"Rihanna?" Rosalie ran her fingers through her hair. "Who's that?"

"Oh I donno. Some new age singer. Supposed to be really popular right now I guess."

"Wow, I really need to read up on pop culture. I'm so behind on the latest. Hmm, should I get Emmett a present?"

"Do you ever not go shopping and buy Emmett a present?" Alice glanced over at Rosalie, smiling wickedly.

"Alice!" Rosalie cried, "You have such a dirty mind! And I'm serious! What am I going to get him?"

"Oh I don't want to tell you. I'll just keep you guessing." Suddenly she slammed on the breaks, and slowed back down to the speed limit. "I hate cops." Alice commented as they slowly crawled by the cops, going seventy.

"Oh, I forgot to ask you. What was with Jasper's comment about that being fast? What was he talking about?"

"Yeah, about that. Ok so don't shoot me. I sorta saw you and Emmett making out, and I just figured we'd be leaving later than I planned. Never bothered to realize he had your jeans in one hand."

"I just needed to distract him long enough so he would drop them. I was serious about leaving on time."

"Figured as much after Edward's comment."

They were quiet for awhile, just listening to the music. Finally about two hours later Rosalie started shifting in her seat. "If I was human I'd be horribly cramped up right now. How much longer till we reach Chicago?"

"About half an hour. It would be shorter but they got cops all around here, so I actually have to drive the speed limit."

"Joy. Looking forward to driving slow."

The time seemed to crawl by as Alice and Rosalie slowly made their way towards the outskirts of Chicago. After what seemed to be more like two hours rather than half an hour, they finally made it into Chicago.

"Shopping here we come!" Alice cried with joy as they hit the city limits.