(Roses POV)
"Of course I have a heartbeat. That's normal! Wait... is it? Yeah, definitely NORMAL!" These people were starting to freak me out! I blinked and I saw a bunch of people crowded in the room. How the heck did they get there?! "Oh my goodness." I wasn't exactly sure of what I was supposed to be wearing but denim trousers wear certainly not proper... I think. A kind looking man with blonde hair, a light blue shirt, and pair of white pants kneeled in front of me.. "How much of your life do you remember?" he asked. I hesitated then said sadly, "Nothing."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive." the man sighed. He turned away from me for a split second and murmured something to fast for me to hear.
"I... I don't think I liked your family." I said feeling a twinge of guilt as the group of people looked at me, but I was really feeling guilty for saying I didn't like the big one. "Sorry." I apologized. It was directed towards everyone but I was looking at the big one. I felt a strong connection towards him. I just couldn't tell what. "It's OK. I don't think you liked us either." The kind one said. I wanted to go to sleep, mostly just to be unconscious for the duration of my headache. "Of course." Said a bronze-haired boy. "What?" I had asked, but before the word was completely out of my mouth I was picked up and being carried by the big one to a room down the hall. Before I was completely out the room I saw a tall blond man at the back breath in a sigh of relief like he was holding his breath waiting for a highly contagious sick person to leave the room. As I was set down on the bed, I fell asleep instantly.
(Emmett's POV)
It was so interesting watching my Rose sleep. I was so intrigued with her I barely noticed when Edward came in the room and sat down on a chair. "Who's whipped now?" he asked tauntingly.
"Still you, bro. It'll always be you that's whipped."
He threw one of the millions of pillows Rose insisted on having on the bed at me. I got really serious for a second. "Shh, dude! Your going to wake her."
"Not really. She's in REM right now." I looked at her and sure enough, rapid eye movement. "You'll be happy to know shes dreaming about you." Those words amazed me. Why was I so happy to know that?
"Because, you're so close to a actual human relationship it shocks you. You've never had real relationship before 'cause your life was cut short all because you thought it would be fun to try to wrestle a 200 pound bear.." I glared at him. He got the point and started to leave. Before he left I called out to him, "Next time I'll answer my own rhetorical questions!"