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A/N: Thank you to anyone reading this so far. Special mention to **thehip-hopprincess** for being the first person to review. I appreciate it and again only hope that you'll like the ride my twisted mind is going to take us on. The question about human Rosalie is answered in this chapter. The story is really going to start to pick up soon. This was just the stuff that was needed to get all the players in place for the real conflict to come.

Also as a treat, next chapter Edward's POV. It's necessary.

Abducted

EM POV

She just stared up at me, her eyes frozen against mine. It was as if time had stopped though it had only been seconds but this was hardly the place for explanations. I needed to get Rosalie home and have Carlisle examine her. Bringing her to him in the hospital was out of the question.

I began to pull her with me when I felt her resistance. She still didn't speak but her free hand was clawing at my grip in an effort to get it loose. I pleaded with her. "Please Rose, stop fighting me, you're going to draw attention to us. We can't stay here." For some reason that made her fight harder against me. Did she have to be so stubborn even now?

The truck had stopped just beyond the intersection and the driver was climbing out to make sure everyone was ok. It was too much to hope he had missed my little rescue mission but at least if we were long gone it would make him question what he saw. It was the only favour I could ask for at this time.

By the time we got to the Mercedes I felt her fight begin to waver. She was human now and her strength and stamina must be much less than what she was used to. Between the crying and constant struggle I could see it had taken a lot out of her as she gave up and let me put her in the passenger seat. I offered her assurance. "Don't worry baby, we'll figure this out, we'll fix this." She didn't look my way, choosing instead to look out the passenger window as I drove her home.

I decided to call Carlisle to warn him and also hoped that he might be able to leave work early. He picked up after the fifth ring.

"Dr. Cullen."

"Carlisle, we have a problem, you have to get home as soon as possible." It was almost as if I could see him absorbing my words and the panic behind them. He didn't question my request; he trusted that I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

"Give me a half hour, an hour tops to wrap up my cases and I will be there."

We were pulling into our drive as I ended the call. I risked a glance at Rose and couldn't believe the wonder in her face as she saw the house. I suppose it must have been overwhelming, after all, her senses would all be human now right? That meant she couldn't hear as well, or see as well. I wondered how she was coping with what must have seemed blurred vision to her now. It was strangely uncharacteristic of her to have been so calm and well quiet. The explosion of rage must be on the horizon and just left me with more questions.

How had this happened? I've lived for almost 80 years and there has never been any rumour of our kind ever coming close to reversing the effects of our venom. If anyone could have found a way it would have been Carlisle. I was at a loss for what to do. She didn't fight this time as I coaxed her from the car to the inside of the house. Even her walk as I stepped behind her was different; in her walk you could see she felt defeated. There was nothing of the confident Rosalie I was used to.

There was no one in the house or on the property. It was just Rose and I. Edward and Bella must have been down in the cottage with Renesmee. It was possible Esme was with them never missing the chance to dote on her granddaughter. I had no clue where Jasper and Alice were.

Alice! Where was she, hadn't she seen this. Rose took a seat on the couch facing me as I paced back and forth while I tried to reach her. I took in her features again. Still stunning of course but missing that perfection that came with being a vampire. But she was still my Rose and I would stand by her. In a moment I finally understood everything that had conflicted Edward about his time with Bella as a human.

She was breakable, and I was so much more aware of it than I had been with Bella. Understanding dawned on me as to how he could control himself from taking her as he pleased when a single movement could crush her fragile body. How inconsiderate I had been to tell him to just get over himself and give Bella what she wanted in their physical relationship. My respect for Edward grew exponentially now that I had felt human flesh squish under my hold in front of the hospital. Would I have the control to make love to her now? It started to physically hurt me when I thought of the possibility that I could never claim that body with mine again.

Then there was the subject of her mortality. She was human, she would age, but Rose wanted nothing more than this, to be human again. Could I take this from her, could I be so selfish as to be working to find a way to reverse this just so I could live forever with her? I decided that I would not take this from her, instead we would find out how it happened so I could experience it too and we would live our lives together as humans until we both died.

During my silent reverie I observed her more closely. Her eyes darted around the room taking it all in before finally settling on me. It was still a shock to me every time she met my face full on. I had stood still to gaze at her until she grew uncomfortable and looked away. I resumed my pacing.

Where the hell was Alice, why weren't she and Jasper answering their phones? I needed to talk to someone now. EDWARD!!!!!! Something happened to Rose. I knew he would hear me and see the image of her human, even at the cottage. I continued pacing until I heard a small voice.

"Could you please stop pacing, you're making me more nervous." She had spoken, her voice oddly dull, the bells I so loved hearing were lacking in this new timbre. My head jerked to her automatically and I found myself on my knees in front of her holding her hands as gently as I could. Oddly enough, though she was human, her hands held no newfound warmth. She kindly pulled them back from me.

Edward arrived first, naturally being the fastest. Her eyes focused behind me as he came in and I heard her breath get caught in her throat and her heart beat accelerate. Damn it, I was never good when it came to this physical response stuff, but shortness of breath and racing hearts meant fear right. Was she afraid of Edward?

It seemed as if everyone else came in at that time, Bella, with the baby, Esme on their heels. I had been right about her being at the cottage with them. Carlisle also chose that moment to come home as well, everyone taking in at once the human Rosalie that sat on our couch.

"Impossible…" I heard Esme speak and could sense her indecision to come forward as she tentatively took a step forward and changed her mind. Bella grasped the baby tighter as Renesmee tried to lean forward to get a closer look. Edwards face held scrutiny as I can only imagine he was trying to make sense of her thoughts.

Without a word, Carlisle took my place with his doctor's bag to examine her. She was taken aback it seemed, surprised as her gaze stayed curious on the medical instruments. Carlisle barely began his examination when I heard Edward speak.

"Carlisle, it's not necessary to examine her. That's not Rosalie." Not Rosalie? Is he blind, what does he mean it is not Rosalie, is this some sick technicality Edward was choosing to dwell on.

I couldn't help but growl at him. "Just because she isn't a vampire anymore, doesn't mean it isn't Rose Edward." I turned to look at him.

He moved closer to get a better look at her face "No Emmett, it has nothing to do with that, this is not Rosalie; I will admit the resemblance is uncanny, but it is not her." I turned back to Rosalie only to see that she was still staring at Edward, her heart still racing and beating faster still with every step he took forward but it was her expression that captured my attention, and it held a pure look of…… desire? For Edward?

"Who's not who?" Rosalie asked as she walked into the room wiping at the grease spot on her face.

The interruption broke my train of thought. "Edward says this isn't you." I answered her amazed that she had managed to speak without moving her lips and it hit me that she hadn't. The voice I longed to hear, the melodic song of my love was back and was coming from behind me. My head turned so fast the exorcist would have been envious and there in all her vampiric glory stood my flawless wife.

I ran to scoop her into my arms giving her the most passionate kiss possible. "Oh Rose, you won't break if we have sex!" I would never let this woman go again.

"Well I haven't until now, what is wrong with you and can anyone else smell that awful metallic sourness. Carlisle did you bring home blood to test again. It smells like its going bad." She barbed while breaking from my iron hold.

Time stopped as she finally noticed, well, herself, sitting on the couch. "Oh….." She went and sat beside herself. "Unbelievable……." She was in awe. We had all unconsciously stopped breathing as we watched this improbable event take place.

"Now do you see," Edward broke the silence and we all let out the breath we had been holding, "she isn't Rosalie."

It didn't make sense, though I was seeing it with my more than perfect vampire eyes. On the couch sat two Rosalie's. One, the woman that I had called my wife for as long as I can remember, absolutely stunning and perfect in every way; the second, a fragile human who bore her resemblance in every way. She was only a fraction less stunning, it was as if I was watching two halves of a whole but of course with new answers came new questions. Namely, if she wasn't Rosalie whom we could see now she wasn't, who was she?

A ton of bricks smacked me in the face as I became painfully aware that I had just kidnapped a stranger and worse still, that we had all spoken entirely too freely in front of her. None of this seemed to occur to anyone else as we watched the two women continue their staring contest taking in the absurdity of the situation we were now in.

I had to shake my head again, two Rosalie's, well, kind of, but really, wasn't one enough already? I heard Edward stifle a snicker.