Disclaimer - I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters. Stephanie Meyer does. I do own this plot (Rosalie's Baby) and any proceeding chapters. Thank you and enjoy.

Rosalie felt the bloodlust gripping her tightly. Every nerve-ending in her body twitched it anticipation. She knew what she was doing was wrong but so much in her life was wrong, she no longer cared about the consequences of her actions. It angered her as she stared deeply at her porcelain white reflection glaring at her despite the dirty, chipped window pane of an old adult shop. She watched as haggard prostitutes lined up on the pavement. Each one promising the night of their punters lives. She looked amongst the worn-out women, some peddling their bodies for drugs and others, the more forlorn looking girls simply hadn't gotten the right start in life.

She thought of Emmett. He knew that he would try and stop her if he knew what she had planned. How she loved him. Even with them being the most repugnant creatures in all existance he still retained an admirable pureness. She knew he would never condone this, but she had waited long enough.

Rosalie had spotted her. She wondered if her heart did beat, would it have skipped right then? The guilt was over-whelming but not enough to deter Rosalie from what she had in mind. She settled into the shadows and waited for her moment to strike. She would wait as long as it took.

Melody hated her waitressing job. She clutched her over-sized beige rain mac against her body in a desperate attempt to regain some warmth. She was used to the cold. Living in a tiny apartment nestled away in an awful neigbourhood, it was always cold. Nothing leafy green and the rays of the sun never penetrated her miserable street. She had come to the city four years ago from a charming area in Massachusetts. The kind of surburban paradise that was just right for raising children. That was where she met Penn.

They seemed to be destined for each other. The day they met in first grade, he held her hand and told her that he would love her forever. From that day they were inseperable. Until four years ago. He took Melody's hands into his own, like the day they had first met. He drew his face nearer to hers and told her that he was leaving her to go to college, and that he thought they had had a 'nice time' but there time had come to an end. Naturally, Melody had been devastated. He had taken her virginity not two months beforehand, after much hasseling on his part.

She couldn't just let the love of her life go. She turned down her place at Dartmouth College and followed him to the city. Once she got there he was already with another girl. A beautiful red-head whom she had recognized from back home. It transpired after a confrontation with 'Mindy' that they had actually been together for a very long time and had decided they would be going to the same college and living together. A real plan, not just an empty promise of eternal love from a first grader.

Melody had been far too ashamed to return home to a Mother that had warned her not to chase after Penn and assume her place in college and her new life. So, she did what she had to. She worked, she paid rent and she slept. She tried to make friends but with the only females around being prostitutes, she avoided them and kept her head down. She had become a recluse, nobody cared...even her Mother had stopped calling.

She wasn't aware of the vivid amber gaze that traced her steps down the street as she hurried home.
Rosalie moved stealthily, weaving her way through the gathering of unsavoury people on the street. She gracefully side stepped wolf-whistling pimps and drug addled unfortunates. Her sights were set on Melody. She had to admit that Melody was indeed beautiful and appealingly unaware of the fact. Tumbling soft blonde waves framed her heart shaped face, and her cornflower blue eyes were lidded with dark ebony lashes. Her pink cheeks were the only thing that showed she was alive though. The pale skin and misery in those beautiful eyes were enough to almost make Rosalie walk away.

Melody turned the key in her apartment door, a hand clamped around her mouth. Helpless, she had no time scream before she passed out.

Melody wearily opened her eyes. She could hear shouting. Not unusual for her neighbourhood, but in her apartment? She looked up and saw an attractive couple squaring up to each other. An enchanting blonde with a ferocious snarl seemed to be winning the war of words, despite the male being enormous. She then realised she wasn't even in her apartment. The furnishings were lavish, yet impersonal. She knew without a doubt that she was in a hotel. To her horror, she then realised that she was tied to the king size bed she lay upon. Her cerulean eyes widened with fear. She wanted to scream, but the anger in her captives face instinctively told her that wouldn't be a wise idea.

"Rose, she's awake..." the man told the fearsome woman. 'Rose' looked down at Melody. She looked at her and turned back to the man.

"See, the resemblence is uncanny Emmett. She looks virtually like I did before, even those eyes" Her face relaxed and she stared down at Melody, almost like a Mother gazing wistfully upon her newborn child.

"It's wrong Rose. I wont do this" Emmett, with all of his virtue refused to look at Melody.
"You just don't understand, do you? Before I was...was this, all I wanted was a family. A nice husband, and...children. It was all taken away from me"

He walked towards her. She didn't cry but it seemed that she wanted to. They embraced. Rose spoke again "I am so sorry Emmett, I am sorry. You don't think I've fought long and hard over this. I know this is wrong, but we can change her. Renesmee proves that this can be done"

"You want this girl to suffer the very thing you detest about yourself. You are hoping she can be as strong as Bella...and what if she can't?"

"I can't go on like this" Rose's anger began to rise again. "I chose a girl that nobody cares about...this is the girl. Emmett, we deserve this but if you won't do it...I'll have to find someone who will" With that she left the room.

Melody felt intense fear. It was true, nobody cared for her but still, was she so worthless that people felt they could take her hostage...and change her? Change her into what? Who was Renesmee and Bella? It seemed that she was now left alone with the most rational, yet heartless member of this unusual couple. After what seemed to be hours, he looked at her.
His eyes were a flashing intense gold, he crouched beside her bedside, and she flinched away.

"I am so sorry. I am mortified that this could happen to you, at the hands of my wife" he reached a hand out and rested it lightly on her arm. "I could have never anticipated how bad things had gotten for her. I never knew how bad her desire to be like everyone else was"

Melody spoke, her voice felt a million miles away, so unlike her usual voice that she wasn't even sure if what she had said made sense. "What are you? Why am I here?"

"You could do something for us. Something that we could never ask you for, which is why you are here. What we are is more complicated...we could never tell you. Secrecy is a code we must all live by"

"What...is it you want? I have nothing, my life is nothing"

"Another reason why it's you and not just anyone off the street. Rosalie has been looking a long time for someone like you"

"Like me?"

"Somebody who is destitute. Somebody who might want to do something amazing at a great risk. She knows because our life is one of secrecy she could never have anyone volunteer for this, they would have to be taken by force. I cannot abide by this" His face was heartbroken, which only demonstrated how devastingly handsome he was. His face expressed a yearning to give his wife whatever she wanted but his moral obligation to an innocent young girl fought with his conscience. He must have been about her age, yet he seemed so much wiser than those years.

"Please tell me...Emmett" She used his name cautiously, she wasn't sure if he would appreciate the familiarity. "What is it you want?"

"Like I said, she...we want what most couples take for granted, a child"

"You want a child? Keep trying, my Mama took 3 years to concieve me and you are both so young"

"We are not as young as you would think"

"Still, it could happen, there are plenty of willing surrogate mothers if it didn't. You wouldn't need me"

"You look like her, she wants the child to resemble us"

"You could find lots of blonde women. For the right price you could get a supermodel"

"She wants you"

"Tell me what you are?"

"I can't"

"Please"

"I shouldn't tell you, I would have to kill you if I did, that is not a joke. I could do it too, crush every bone in your body in a second" It sounded like a threat but she could tell he was just telling her the truth. There was no menace in his voice, just weariness.

"When I said my life was nothing, I am nothing. I wasn't joking either. I do not fear death. I have lost the only thing in my life I deemed worthy. Now, you have me tied up here and I have no choice but to listen to what you say but I would find it easier if you told me what you are"

"If you ever told anyone, I would kill you"

"I would welcome it"

"Would you hear me out completely?"

"Yes"

"We're vampires"

A sharp inhalation of breath was the loudest thing in the room.

Emmett was surprised at Melody's calmness. He had revealed a secret to her far too easily but the obligation to her was far too great. He had felt so sorry for her that he had felt an instant trust and connection. He was angry at himself for feeling that way. He was prepared to kill her if he needed to. The Volturi didn't give second chances, but he may as well finish what he had started then take action after.

"Rosalie was changed first, she was almost killed by her fiancee and his brutish friends. They did dreadful things to her. Used her and threw her in a ditch to die. Our leader Carlisle found her...he smelt the blood and changed her. Years later whilst she was hunting in the mountains, she found me. I had been attacked viciously by a bear. We only hunt animals. Never humans. We like to think of ourselves as 'vegetarians' Anyway, I was almost dead, Rosalie carried me for miles to Carlisle, and he changed me. You see thing about vampires is that your body is frozen in time. You can't change, you can't even sleep and that also means, if your a woman, you cannot bear a child"
"But a man can?"

"Yes, a man can impregnate a human woman. It's been proven recently with my brother"

Melody began to realise that Rosalie did not have her in mind as a surrogate to a human child but to Emmett's vampire baby. She wanted her to carry their child. She couldn't help but feel mildly flattered and important, and also extremely horrified. The horror was soon beaten down by pity.
"It's dangerous isn't it. Bella? She's your brother's wife isn't she? I heard you say she suffered?"
"Yes, it's true. It nearly killed her. As soon as she had given birth to Renesmee, we changed her"

"And she's happy now?"

"I think Bella's happiness is half of the reason Rosalie felt she needed to take such drastic action"

No words were said for what felt like an eternity. Melody thought of this poor tragic couple. Frozen in time, ready to unite themselves forever but unable to have the one thing they truly want. She remembered her Mother speaking about the horrible disappointments she went through every month in her quest to concieve her. She thought of Rosalie now, tearing through the streets. Going through the intense agony of knowing she may have to choose between her desire to be a Mother or the love of her clearly devoted husband. She took a long, deep breath and looked straight into Emmett's bewitching eyes so he knew she was serious.

"Ok...I'll do it" In a voice that spoke in waves of power she had not experienced in her 22 years of life.