Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight- Stephanie Meyer does.

Summery: Rosalie has always wanted a child, so her and Emmett adopt four month old Isabella and take her home.

No ones POV

Rosalie strode into the adoption centre, long golden hair flowing out behind her, her eyes burning with want. She had made her mind up and no one was going to stop her, no one could stop her. She wanted a baby, and if she couldn't make it herself, she would find another way to do so. Emmett stood a few paces back, worried by the fierceness in Rosalie's eyes every-time she looked at him. They had been arguing all the way in the car about this.

He understood that this was what she wanted more than anything in the world, and he would let her if she really wanted it. But he had strong worries about getting a human child to bring into their lives. Mostly worries in case he hurt it- he was unsure of his own strength in relation to humans, and he could easily crush it when he wasn't paying attention. Or Jasper, the one with little control, could...

He broke away from the thoughts as Rosalie stood by the desk, her long blond hair fluttering slightly at the sudden stop, and asked in her sweetest voice if she could see the children. The lady, whose name-tag read Miss Barker, a fact that Rosalie didn't even bother to notice, began to show Rosalie and Emmett around.

They passed many cribs and beds containing children ranging from a few weeks to a few years in age, and Rosalie looked at each one, searching for the perfect child.

She quickly became more and more frustrated when she couldn't find one that caught her eye, until she saw the last one, and it made Rosalie smile. A small toddler with curly brown hair and big brown eyes, no more than four months old in a crib, looking up at Rosalie with a wide, toothless smile on her face.

"That's Isabella," Miss Barker explained, "her parents died in a car crash a few weeks ago, She's been here ever since."

RPOV

I knew instantly that I had fallen in love with the small girl as she reached up to me, and I took her tiny, very warm hand in mine.

"How old is she?" I asked, slightly breathlessly and found I was unable to take my eyes from the baby.

"Four months." the lady explained, "give or take a few days."

Emmett wrapped an arm around my waist and peered down at the little girl, a dimpled smile on his face. It seemed liked the girl too. I had told him this was a good idea.

"Emmett..." I began, my voice little more than a whisper. I wanted this baby, I wanted her so bad.

"I know, Rose," Emmett squeezed me and I ran a light touch all over little Isabella's face.

"That's all of them, have any of the children caught your interest?" asked the lady, tapping her foot slightly impatiently.

I was filled with a sudden burst of irritation. How could this human not see that me and my husband couldn't take our eyes of the one in front of us? Was she stupid? I should beat some sense into that dense brain of hers...

Calm Rosalie, I thought to myself. It definitely would not help me get the baby if I tried to kill the lady, however much I was tempted to do so.

"This one," Emmett spoke softly, surprising me slightly with his voice. He hadn't exactly been against this, he had been reluctant, and I knew he was frightened of hurting the baby. I knew he wouldn't, he was a teddy-bear really. I thought with a smile. And if he did... I threatened with my mind.

"of course," the lady said and I could hear her sigh slightly in amazement. "she is a beauty isn't she?"

I bit back a growl as I felt jealousy rip through me. The thoughts of the baby being mine flitting through my head like lightning. Relax,I told myself, I cant scare Isabella.

"Its a good choice," the lady added, making Isabella sound like some sort of item that could just be bought in a shop. I bit back another growl and Emmett's grip tightened on me, feeling me tense up.

"Can we just take her home now?" I snapped, a little too harshly and the lady's eyes widened slightly, her heartbeat picking up in fear.

"not right now," she said hurriedly, "there's still some paperwork you have to fill in..."

Sensing I was about to snarl at her, Emmett quickly said, "lets get this over with." and began to tug me towards the small row of offices and the paperwork that sat inside them.

I didn't want to leave Isabella, and Emmett had to almost physically drag me away from her, "its okay, Rose," he whispered soothingly into my ear, "You'll see her in a little bit."

Listen to Emmett, listen to Emmett, I chanted to myself in my head, and cast one last glance back at the baby, and saw her chocolate- brown eyes follow us out.

I'll see you in a minute, Isabella, I thought sadly, and followed Emmett into the office. The sooner I got this over, the better.

My phone vibrated, and without a second thought, I quickly crushed it into a powder in my pocket with a determined smile on my face. Nothing was going to distract me from this.

it was just starting to get dark by the time I exited the building, a tiny four month old baby girl in my arms. Little Isabella was asleep now, and I was trying my hardest not to wake her up. Emmett was peering at her and whining quietly to hold her.

"No Em," I hissed for the fiftieth time as I climbed into the car. "Now shut up or you'll wake Isabella!"

"Rose, C'mon!" Emmett whined and pouted.

I was not going to give her over to Emmett as soon as I had gotten her.

Isabella was beginning to stir and I glared at Emmett, "Now do you see what you've done? you're driving," I hissed, and clambered into the car, trying to rock Isabella back to sleep and I managed to succeed as her breathing deepened again and her heart slowed.

Throughout the drive, I watched Isabella sleep, watching her eyes move frantically behind the lids, and watching her tiny fists clench and twitch as she dreamt. Her small heartbeat, changing tempo occasionally to match the tenor of the dream. It was fascinating to watch, and Emmett kept glancing over, multiple times.

"I wanna hold Bella," he whined again.

"Bella?" I asked, turning to eye him slowly with a scowl.

"Isabella is such a long name to say," Emmett continued to whine, "Bella sounds so much nicer."
I looked down at the baby again, and thought about the name. It did mean beautiful in Italian and she was certainly the most beautiful thing I had ever set my eyes on...

"I see what you mean," I murmured, as I stroked Bella's nose, "such a beautiful name."
a few minute later, Emmett coughed uncomfortably and I looked up at him warily, Vampires, as a general rule, did not need to cough. "What?" I snapped, frustrated to be distracted.

"You do realise we haven't told... um... anyone about this don't you?" Emmett asked worriedly, looking nervous.

The family. I thought, and scowled, what would their reactions be? If they did anything to hurt my Bella...

I didn't care what they thought, no one was taking Bella away from me and if they touched a hair on her head, there would be hell to pay.

"They can get used to it," I snapped at Emmett and went back to looking at the girl, who seemed not to mind the coldness of my skin as I stroked her face as she continued to sleep, twitching and breathing in my lap.

This was just what I had wanted for ages, longer than I could remember. Even though it had been impossible for so long, I finally had my wish and I had never felt happier. The baby may not have technically been mine from birth, but it sure as hell was now and no one was ever going to take her away from me.

Emmett parked my BMW in the garage, before climbing out and waiting for me by the front door. He seemed visibly nervous as he entered the house with me and my new baby hot on his heels.

Then, I saw them, and we both stopped in the doorway- a guilty look on Emmett's face, and a forced calm expression on mine.

Our family was waiting for us.

A/N: I hope you like it. It was an idea that popped into my head while I was at my friends.

I'm going to have Bella fall in love with one of the Cullens, but I'm not sure if it should be Edward or Jasper. Review and tell me which you think.