Hello. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I was busy with sports. This chapter is also in Rosalies point of view, but eventually it will be Edward and Bella's POV.

I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

P.S. in the last chapter i had a typo with Bella's birthday. Her birthday is on the 13th not the 18th. Sorry about my mistake. PLEASE REVIEW THIS CHPT!

RPOV

I glared at Edward, waiting for him to pounce. I was surprised it was Edward not Jasper having trouble keeping his control.

Edward if you hear me, STOP WANTING TO KILL MY BABY! I yelled at him. His eyes flickered to mine, but quickly turned back to Isabella, his prey.

Emmett started to follow Alice's orders. At vampire speed he got up to grab him, but as fast as he launched to stop him Edward was launching for Isabella.

I held her tight but not too tight so I wouldn't hurt her or worse kill her myself. Edward reached for her but I quickly kicked him away, making him land across the room.

Emmett tried again to stop him, including Carlisle and Jasper. This time they actually got him, grabbing his arms and pushing him against the wall trapping him.

"Edward calm down," Carlisle demanded in a caPlm voice, while Edward struggled for escape.

"Edward, please, hold your breath. It will help," Alice suggested. Knowing her she probably saw that it would work. And it did, Edward held his breath and started to calm down. Eventually he calmed down enough that he could be released.

He looked down at the ground and then looked up at me with sorry eyes, "Rosalie—,"

"Don't," I interrupted him, "I know," I assured him. I knew it wasn't entirely his fault for wanting to eat my new baby. But if you ever try again I will surely kill you, and I will enjoy it. I threatened him, and he nodded.

"Edward are you okay?" Carlisle asked concerned.

"Yeah I'm fine. I don't know what came over me, she smells so… delicious," he told Carlisle, and I growled. I didn't like how he talked about her like she was a piece of meat.

"Edward she must be your singer," Carlisle told him.

"My what?"

"His what?"

We both asked at the same time. We looked at each other real quick then turned our attention back to Carlisle.

"Your singer, also known as your la tua cantante, it is a name that the Volturi uses to describe how her blood affects you. In this case Isabella blood sings to you Edward," he explained. I turned and glared at Edward. How dare his singer be my Isabella? He is just going to make life more difficult than it needs to be.

"Umm, I'm going to go to my room," he mumbled and ran upstairs.

"Why so sensitive?" I asked. He was acting like such a cry baby. Speaking of babies I looked down at Isabella who was now asleep. I was surprised how she could fall asleep after almost being killed by a vampire.

I looked up and saw Alice glaring at me, "Rosalie you are such a bitch."

"What's up your butt?" I asked.

"Why so sensitive?" she repeated me in disbelieve, "He almost killed her, and you wonder why he is so sensitive to the situation?" she asked.

I looked down in shame. She was right of course, but I was more concerned about Isabella.

I looked back up at her and everyone around me, "Umm, I'm going to go speak to Edward," I told them running up to his room with Isabella in my arms. I arrived outside his door.

Edward? Can I come in? I asked him. The door then opened. Edward was lying on his back on the black leather couch.

"What do you want Rosalie?" He asked slightly annoyed.

I cleared my throat before speaking, "Well I usually don't do this because…well…you know me," he looked up at me confused waiting for me to say something. "I want to…apologize for being such a bitch, as Alice puts it," I told him, "I was being entirely insensitive to how you would be feeling to the situation. I just am thinking more for Isabella than of anyone else around me. You know how I feel about being a mother, I wouldn't want to lose her now that I have her," I explained.

"Rosalie you shouldn't be apologizing. For all the things you should apologize for, this isn't one of them," Edward told me. What do you mean? I was being a selfish bitch. He chuckled at my words. "Finally realized it didn't you?" he laughed. I glared at him. Shut up. Now tell me why I shouldn't apologize.

"Rosalie, I was about to kill her. You have every right to hate my guts. I know I hate mine right now. I'm embarrassed that I couldn't control myself, I thought I could but obviously I couldn't," He explained.

"Edward everyone slips up once in a while," I informed him.

"Yea, but I almost killed a baby," he said with a sad voice.

"No you didn't," I told him. He looked up at me confused, "If you almost killed her, she would be dead. You wouldn't have missed," I explained, "Showing that you still did have some control."

"Rosalie, why are you being so nice?" he asked me.

I looked down confused, "I don't know, I guess Isabella softened me up a bit. But if you tell anyone outside this family that I was nice, I will make you pay," I threatened. He laughed.

"Deal," he responded, then he hesitated before speaking, "Umm, do you mind if I make a suggestion?" he asked. No, but it doesn't mean I'll use it. I thought. He nodded, "Well my suggestion is to not call Isabella, Isabella. The name is too long," he told me.

"What do you suggest we call her?" I questioned.

He smiled, "Bella."

"Bella?" I repeated, actually liking the name.

"Yes Bella. Beautiful Bella…" he said trailing off.

"Okay, Bella it is," I said looking at her with love in my eyes.

How was it? If you don't like Rosalie being so nice, remember Bella has softened her up a bit, but not enough to change her bitchy ways completely. Please Review. I hope for 20! More would be good too.