I do not own Twilight or any related characters. This was written out of enjoyment of the series, and no profit is being made.

Spoilers: Vague spoilers for Eclipse for something ridiculous Edward does. None otherwise.
Warnings: None!
Notes: AU Set-Up: Emmett and Rosalie had some sort of falling out. Emmett hooks up with Angela. Rest is mentioned in dialogue within.


Ground Rules

Angela sighed contently as the song on the mix CD ended, leaning back into the seat cushions of the passenger's seat. "So the road trip of eternity begins."

"That's what it looks like," Emmett said, taking the Jeep down a right-hand turn. "Unless you don't want to be on a road trip for eternity."

She shrugged, looking over at him. "What else are a witch and a vampire going to do with all their spare time?"

"I don't know. Oh!" Emmett grinned. "Open a paper company?"

"Paper cuts?"

"Damn!"

Angela leaned her head back against the seat, laughing into her hands as Emmett beat his thumbs against the steering wheel. "No Weber-Cullen Paper and Products for us then?"

"Have you been watching The Office or something?"

"Angela, I am offended. Do you give me no credit for my own sense of humour?"

"You totally have."

"I definitely have. But seriously, anytime you want to head back to Forks or anything, just tell me."

"Oh, I wouldn't mind going back, but right now, I think we just need some time for ourselves." Angela looked out the side window for a second, watching the empty countryside roll by.

"That reminds me. This you and me thing. Is it…"

"Something?" She turned back to him.

"Well, yeah. Is this just a cross-country vampire and witch road trip or do you want it to be –"

Angela was smiling at her knees when he looked over at her. She rocked a little from side to side, sitting on her hands. She looked up at him and they laughed. "Alright, then! Emmett and Angela, cooking up a little somethin' somethin'.

"So, first thing's first. I've never dated a witch before. Is there anything I should know?"

"Anything you should know?" Angela repeated. "I'm not sure what you mean."

"Like – ground rules. Things I should know about you before we go in heavy on this."

She nodded thoughtfully, watching the white dashes on the pavement flit by. "…Okay. But you'll give me your rules later, right?"

"You want me to give you rules?"

"Equality," she said in a light sing-song voice.

He laughed. "Okay, I'm listening. Rule number one?"

"Hmm. Well, to tell you the truth, the first thing that's coming to mind is, uh…"

"What?"

"Timeofthemonth."

"Oh. Yeah. I'll definitely be keeping that in mind."

"Believe me, so will I."

"Rule number two?"

"You want more?"

"Mm. At least give me three. I'm bored."

Angela sighed dramatically, leaning back against the head-rest and staring at the ceiling. "Alright, give me a minute."

The Jeep was quiet for a while. Emmett entered a town called Quilcene and drove around to pass the time. Finally Angela stared straight out the window. "No ripping the engine out of the car."

Emmett let out a surprised peel of laughter. "Alri-"

"Not even if it turns out that zombies exist too. I mean, I know I just found I was a witch a couple of weeks ago-"

"Last month."

"-Last month, thank you, but that doesn't mean I won't be able to help out."

"I never said-"

"And no getting your sisters to kidnap me. Or your brothers. Or your parents."

"Ange, we're on a road trip. I told you a couple of minutes ago that if you ever want to go back to Forks we can. They're nowhere near here."

"Yeah, but you vampires and your cell phones." She shook her head humourlessly, but said vampire had to restrain himself from laughing. "You and your super speed. I don't know if I like the idea that you can spring that trap on me."

"I promise I wasn't going to. And has anyone ever told you that you're sort of kick-ass, Ange?" Emmett tried his best grin on her.

She faltered. But continued.

"And I'm going to kiss you. And I think I'm going to do it when you don't expect it. And you're going to have to deal with that. I don't really want to have to tape a big warning sign on my forehead."

"…Was that rule number three?"

Angela pondered this. "Yes."

He grinned, gold eyes shining. "I like that rule."

She smiled back, sunlight shining through the front window and into her eyes.

Suddenly she frowned, spotting something outside the car. "Breakfast buffet," she read off a sign beside a small café.

Emmett looked: yup, breakfast buffet. He glanced back at her. "But won't it be weird if I go in there and don't eat anything?"

Angela shrugged. "Maybe you just don't have an appetite?"

Emmett looked back again. Then veered into the parking lot so quickly Angela had to brace herself against the door. He parked and unbuckled his seatbelt so quickly, he blurred. The witch-girl laughed. "Where's the fire?"

Emmett climbed out of the Jeep, slamming his door. "They have bacon. I need to see someone eat bacon again, quick –"

And he jogged up the steps and disappeared inside. Angela could hear the little bell above the door tinkle from the front seat.

She laughed again, and followed.


AN. I love witch!Angela a whole lot, I'm sorry. It makes a road-trip more interesting, don't you think? The next one will hopefully be human!Angela.