RPOV

I shifted my bag from my left shoulder to my right and fought the urge to scream. I'd just caught a glimpse of the latest PEOPLE issue and once again my face had found its way to the cover. "Hollywood Heartthrob says 'I DO' while Hale screams 'I DON'T" The were of course referring to the proposal her ex James Tyler the current 'it' actor had made all too public for my liking. Taking that knee on the red carpet in my mind was just plain tacky and the thought of marrying that scum ball repulsed me. I'd remained with him for as long as I had because my sister turned image consultant Alice Whitlock had told me it would help me to not only seem unavailable, but also that I had snagged the hottest man in Hollywood.

The supermarket was crowed and so I knew that I could at least grab the milk before someone noticed me. I'd pulled my hair back into a messy pony tail and shoved it under a cute Seahawks baseball hat in hopes that even that little a change would make me able to slip under the radar. I'd added a pair of big red sunglasses that covered most of the top half of my face as a precaution. Alice had threatened me with death if I was seen so soon after the breakup.

I paid for the milk and left the store more than a little frustrated. I really hadn't meant to scream no when James had popped the question, it had just been so embarrassing. If I'd been thinking clearly I would have smiled and accepted and then at a later date simply walked in on one of his love trysts and ended it. But I wasn't exactly known for my ability to plan ahead. Give me a script, or put me in front of a camera and I was golden, but leave me to my own devices and even I knew I was stubborn, impulsive, and more often that not mean to those she didn't really know. Slipping into my 'low profile' car, a pale blue Cutlass I'd fixed up myself she relaxed her muscles. Acting and modeling were my gift because of the face and body I'd been given, but cars were my passion.

The ring of my phone jarred me form my thoughts and I answered with a terse, "I wasn't seen Alice relax." Then I heard the tears.

"Alice? Alice what's wrong? Alice please, talk to me tell me what's going on!" Then it was Jasper's calm voice that filled my ears.

"Rose, don't panic, but Charlie had a heart attack." I felt her own heart skip a beat. I loved Charlie, my step-father more than my real father, a man who had been the first man to sleep with me at the age of six. That had gone on for about a year before she'd told her mother Sue who promptly took Rose and two month old Alice and fled filing a restraining order the next day. Four years later Sue had met and married Charlie Swan police chief of Forks, Washington. Charlie had taught me that not all male attention was bad, and over the next six years I'd grown to love him and seen him as the father I never really had.

"What…happened? Is he okay? Are Bella and Edward there?"

"Yes," responded Jasper calmly. "They got off their flight about an hour after it happened and as soon they turned on their cell phones they got the message."

"When?"

"It happened about nine this morning…"

I glanced at her watch and snapped. "Then why are we finding out about it three hours later Jasper?!"

"Rose, please relax I can't handle you screaming and Alice crying… Sue didn't start calling people until she knew Charlie was going to be okay, which she found out at about ten thirty. She called Bella and talked to her for a half hour and then called us. Sue assumed you'd be home." Abashed for a moment I fell silent and felt a few tears leak out.

"Can we go home? Can we go home soon Jasper?"

"Rose I've got a jet waiting at LAX. It leaves in fifteen minutes. I'll see you there." I sped to the airport and parked in a VIP parking lot. I called Jack the owner of the garage where she stored her cars and he agreed to pick it up within the hour. By twelve thirty Jasper, Alice, and I were on a plane headed for Forks.

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We touched down and Jasper held Alice's hand as she exited the plane with her other hand over her belly. I felt a stab of jealousy at that moment. Jealous that Alice had a hand to hold and a baby in her belly and all I had was fame that even I knew wouldn't last past my thirtieth birthday. I would be the best Aunt that baby could ever hope to have, but what I wanted more than anything else was to have a husband who loved me and a little part of us to hold.

I pushed the thoughts away. I wasn't the marrying kind, I knew that, but apparently Hollywood and James didn't. I wasn't able to tolerate people other than my sisters, parent's and brothers-in-law for more than a few months at most, and the rest couldn't handle my rages. I pulled myself off the jet and saw Alice run to Bella and Edward who had come to meet us in Edward's 360 Challenge Stradale. I could feel myself drooling. Edward, a successful doctor who had been born into money, shared my affinity for nice cars. Bella had driven in a separate car, her Saab 9-7x Aero Concept, I laughed out loud. That was to be their family car.

I met Alice and Bella and wrapped my arms around both of them. I then walked over to Edward and gave him a hug as well. "He's fine you know Rose, already angry that you all flew down here." Edward always knew just what to say but I blinked up at him.

"I'd feel even better if I could drive to the hospital."

"Well of course we will…"

"I meant if I could drive."

Edward grinned wickedly, "Well sure I guess…Bella can Rosalie drive your Saab to the airport?"

I pouted but it was better than nothing. Bella responded with a smile, "I guess as long as she doesn't go too fast…"

"I wont." I promised taking her keys gently. Bella road with Edward and I carried Jasper and Alice chauffeur style. We got to the hospital in four minutes and thirty eight seconds. A personal record I might add. Now that I knew Charlie was doing fine I was a lot more relaxed. I knew this new time was a record because Bella was quite accident prone and we'd had to make this trip a few times.

In the car Alice, Jasper and I decided that we would stay here for a month or two to shy away from all the media attention after the break up. It was fine by me. I knew I'd be flying around a considerable amount to make it to my photo shoots and I had a few commercials to do, but no movies right now, which was good. I pulled into the hospital, beating Edward I noted and when I entered the hospital. I walked up to the front desk and asked for the room number of police chief Swan.

"Hey Rosalie, it's me, Jessica… from Forks High?"

"Jessica Stanley? You're working here now?"

"Yeah, well after my third was born I had to give up any kind of full time job and now that three out of the four are in grade school I can chip in a bit financially while my mom watches the baby. Only about three hours a day."

Even Jessica Stanley had a baby. Four to be exact. I remembered her husband from high school. Eric Yorkie, Jessica had despised him until he made quick money inventing some dot com shit. Then she decided he was worth her time. Back in senior year we'd fooled around at a party. I was surprised at the cheery welcome to be honest. But then again Jessica was never that bright…

"Your step-dad's in room… 321." She informed me brightly.

"You mean our DAD is in room 321," Bella amended and I could have kissed her.

"My mistake Bella."

"It was good to see you Jessica, I'll have to swing by and have a chat with that husband of yours…" I purred the word husband and Jessica shot me a look of death… as did most of my family. I ignored them and breezed off to my dad's room in a way that I knew made me look even more stunning. I knew Bella and Alice were apologizing for me and I'd get a talking to later, but it was worth it to put that bitch in her place for bringing up kids… she remembered what had happened… she was just cruel.

"Dad…" I breathed as I entered the room. I swooped down and kissed both his cheeks.

"Hey Rosie, how are you?" Charlie was the only one allowed to call me Rosie. I smiled.

"Dad I should be asking you that, not the other way around… You scared me."

My dad blushed, never one for emotional displays. Bella was like him in that way…except with Edward of course… "Oh Rosie, I'm fine. You really shouldn't have flown all the way here…"

Alice answered for me in her clear soprano. "Nonsense Daddy. Of course it was necessary." She hugged him and sat by the bed holding his hand. Unlike me Alice didn't mind showing our father how much she cared, even when she knew it made him uncomfortable. She was the baby of the family, only twenty to my twenty-six and Bella's twenty-eight and she and our dad had an interesting relationship. While Bella and dad were distant Alice and dad had been thick as thieves and she was his baby. Bella hadn't moved in with Charlie until she was sixteen and her mom had married Phil, where as Alice had known Charlie since she was four. He was the only father in here eyes.

"Dad," Bella entered and stood a sliver away looking reserved before joining Alice and I on the bed.

"It takes a heart attack for me to get all my girls near me…it was almost worth the hassle."

"Hassle," sighed my mother as she entered. "He scares me to death and calls it a hassle for him!" We laughed and my father looked embarrassed, blushing just like Bella does. "Why don't you young people head out to dinner. I'll take care of your father, Carlisle says he should be able to leave in no more than two days."

Edward took a look at the chart and nodded, "yeah he should be out of here by this time Sunday." We sighed. I was about to great my mom when a man burst in carrying a bouquet of flowers wider than his shoulders…which were to put it lightly…pretty wide. Freesias and orchids and lilies, and roses, it looked like he'd simply thrown together every flower the poor florist had in his shop. His face was hidden and he bumped into Edward before he moved his flowers to speak.

"Chief Swan… I'm so sorry! I can't believe I gave you a heart attack!" His face looked so sad I wanted to frown with him. His face was so sharply male I hissed a breath through my teeth., but his full tipped down lips made me think of a little boy. His eyes were wide and the color of topaz. He had dark brown hair that curled sweetly about his head and face, it wasn't pretty boy long, just like he'd waited a little too long between trips to the barber.

He was built, broad shoulders, at least six four, and arms almost as wide as my leg. Muscles rippled along his chest under a tight black tee shirt. He wore loose light colored Levi's, but when he bent to set down the arraignment of flowers my eyes were impressed. Dad spoke then.

"Oh Emmett you didn't give me a heart attack…"

"Harry Clearwater's fish fry did that for you…" Sue interrupted her husband with a smile. Dad harrumphed.

"Anyway… you we're just fixing that old piece of junk I like to call a truck and it just happened so don't worry all right?" He fixed cars? Be still my heart… "Oh and you know Alice and Bella and their husbands, but this is my other daughter, Rosalie, she doesn't come home too much. She's famous you know, you must have heard of her… Rosalie Hale?" Don't ask me why I reverted to my birth name… Alice said it sounded better and Charlie was fine with it.

Emmett laughed, "Yes Chief I've heard of her from you almost every time I come by, just like I hear about Bella and Alice." He extended a hand and looked down at it and frowned. I looked down too and noticed the oil that remained stained around his nails and knuckles. He pulled it away before I could shake. "Sorry Ms Hale, I'm a bit dirty… I wouldn't want to muss your pretty hands…"

I grabbed his hand in my own and smirked. "Rosalie please, and for the record, I don't mind a bit of grease. Dad, I'm headed back to the house. I'll come see you tomorrow…" I bent down and kissed his cheek before storming out, furious at that…that boy…

I could hear Emmett's booming voice as I slammed the door. "Was it something I said…?"

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That… that little… presumptuous, arrogant, stereotyping, dense, chauvinistic, OLAF! I stormed away from the hospital and I could hear that stupid little Jessica Stanley…Yorkie… on the phone with her husband warning him to stay away from me. Not that I cared about Eric. He wasn't worth my breath, save to infuriate Jessica. Reaching the parking lot I realized I didn't have keys. I swore under my breath. Well there was no way in hell I was going back in there that's for sure. I paced for a moment before deciding to call in a favor.

I quickly texted Alice,

A.

Getting a ride from Black.

Meet me at home,

R.

I didn't wait for her to respond before calling Jacob. He owed me for my prom night the little SOB. "Black it's me Rosalie."

"Rose, how's it going. Head about the engagement…or lack there of… sorry about that…" My shoulders tensed.

"Shut up Jacob, fake sympathy was never your thing. Listen I'm in Forks at the hospital. I need you to come get me." I swallowed the bitter taste in my mouth even the thought of the word brought up and spat it out. "Please."

"Woah a please out of Rosalie Hale?" At my silence he continued. "All right Rosalie, I'll be there in five." I bit my lip.

"Make it three and take your bike."

"Whatever Hale."

I snapped my phone shut and sat on a bench in front of the hospital and crossed my legs. My phone came alive in my hand and I read Alice's text.

Rosalie,

Jacob? Really? After the whole

Prom thing? See you in 15.

A.

My eyes fogged as I flashed back to my senior prom. I'd spent hours getting ready. I was so excited and Alice and Bella had both agreed I looked perfect. Jacob and I were going together as friends. My silky skin tight pale blue dress made me look like the model I swore I would one day become. I should have known it was a bad idea when he showed up fifteen minutes late on his motorcycle. A motorcycle to prom…I mean really what the fuck. So we'd taken my Dad's old truck. About half way through the prom Jacob showed me a motel card. I'd been sipping from a flask John Newton, Mike's little brother, had taken to prom and I was more than a little tipsy so I nodded and he stole me away from my prom.

When we got up to the room he acted all gallant and manly as he opened the door. Too bad he'd forgotten to tell the other girl he'd had in the hotel room before me that she needed to leave. Needless to saw we were both pissed and instead of turning to Jacob the little brat swung a freaking lamp at my face. It cracked me just above my ear and my hair matted with blood. If she'd gotten my face she'd be dead today. As it was I'd only made the rest of her high school years hell. So I'd spent the night of my prom being sewn up by Dr. Cullen. Jacob and I hadn't spoken since.

I heard the rev of a large bike and I looked up. I may have hated Jacob Black but his bikes never sensed to amaze me. I swung a leg over the bike and took the offered helmet and slammed it onto my head.

"Drive." I hissed and he obliged racing off toward my childhood home. As we sped away my blue-violet eyes closed and all I could see were that insolent, gorgeous, man.

EPOV

This was just my luck. Chief wasn't just my neighbor, he was also my friend and the thought that I had killed him terrified me. As soon as Mrs. Swan had called to let me know that he'd be fine I raced to the florist. The lady was really nice, batting her eye lashes and asking if there was ANYTHING else she could do for me. After I'd gotten her to put every pretty flower she had in stock into one big bouquet I'd raced to the hospital.

When I'd entered the room it was packed, but the fist thing I noticed was the blonde I hadn't seen before except in pictures, and I'd seen her pictures everywhere. She was wearing a Seahawks hat and had her golden curls messily up through the little loopy thing. A few strands fell out here and there to frame her perfect angel face in tiny ringlets. I gulped. Her white shirt hugged her trim body and her dark blue jeans looked amazing. I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Chief Swan… I'm so sorry! I can't believe I gave you a heart attack!"

"Oh Emmett you didn't give me a heart attack…" Even still I felt horrible.

"Harry Clearwater's fish fry did that for you…" Sue interrupted her husband with a smile. Chief harrumphed and I bit back a laugh.

"Anyway… you we're just fixing that old piece of junk I like to call a truck and it just happened so don't worry all right?" Shit now the goddess knows I freaking fix cars for a living…"Oh and you know Alice and Bella and their husbands, but this is my other daughter, Rosalie, she doesn't come home too much. She's famous you know, you must have heard of her… Rosalie Hale?" Heard of her? More like worshiped her. Not only was she beautiful but her garage was filled with babies whose hood I'd die to look under.

I laughed trying to seem casual, "Yes Chief I've heard of her from you almost every time I come by, just like I hear about Bella and Alice." I extended my hand to Rosalie and smiled. I looked down and saw the grease stains and my ears flushed. Crap this was embarrassing, bad enough she knows I'm a mechanic, now she can see it too…I lowered my hand and spoke. "Sorry Ms Hale, I'm a bit dirty… I wouldn't want to muss your pretty hands…"

She grabbed my hand and her perfect lips twisted into a smirk. "Rosalie please, and for the record, I don't mind a bit of grease. Dad, I'm headed back to the house. I'll come see you tomorrow…"

She kissed her father's cheek and flew out the door a whirl of lovely perfume teased me and I tilted my head down and asked anyone and everyone. "Was it something I said…?" Tiny little Alice Swan…Whitlock…I internally corrected myself. She and the Jasper character were married now and the huge rock on her finger reminded me… But tiny little Alice shook her head.

"No Emmett she'd just a little stressed with work. Don't take offence…" Her cell phone rang and she blushed, "Excuse me." She then began to text quickly her tiny fingers a blaze on the keys.

"Yeah I saw, fans aren't to happy about the rejection I take it…"

Jasper mouthed 'no' frantically but Alice looked up and exploded.

"No, they aren't and I could just KILL Rose for that little stunt! She knew James was crazy for her and we talked about this possibility. We agreed she would agree and we'd just arrange for her to walk in on him with another woman. But no not Rose heaven forbid she listen to anyone but herself. Damn it she doesn't see what this could do! Cover Girl called and told me they were very unhappy with her unprofessional actions on the carpet. So of course I had to say that we'd love to make it up to them with an additional commercial with half the commission which is annoying because we get a lot of revenue from those commercials."

I blinked a little shocked at the outburst and looking around everyone else felt the same as well. I smiled my best charming smile. "Well, that's…upsetting…I think I'm going to head home." Tipping my head I murmured, "Chief, Mrs. Swan, I'm really truly sorry." I smiled at Jasper and Alice. "Mrs. Whitlock, Jasper, good to see you back in Forks."

"Wait," Mrs. Swan called after me, "please, join the kids for dinner tonight."

I shook my head, "I wouldn't want to impose…"

"I insist." Declared Mrs. Swan and I nodded. She smiled smugly. "You can meet them at seven then. At the diner." No need to ask which one, there was only one diner in the whole town of Forks.

I nodded and smiled. "Seven sharp, thank you Mrs. Swan."

"Please, Emmett for the last time, call me Sue."

My ears flamed. "Thank you Sue."