A/N: Sorry for the delay everyone, and I'm very sorry if you didn't get your sneak peek. I just got back from my vacation. California is...amazing.

Disclaimer: I don't own it.


Chapter 4

Emmett's POV

"Not again." I groaned as I saw Alice rush over to the unconscious broad splayed across her kitchen floor.

"Emmett! Do something!" I sighed and hauled myself out of the chair. So much for a relaxed breakfast before my midmorning nap. A moment later Tatum came running into the room

"Ut oh! She got booboo." She chimed happily.

"She sure does sweetheart." I smiled at her vocabulary. It wasn't very often that Tatum said more than 'daddy' or 'mommy'. It was something that Alice had a hard time accepting considering her own loquaciousness.

"Emmett!" Alice shrieked

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I walked over and hauled the limp woman onto my shoulder. She was going to be out cold for a while which was probably a good thing cause when she came to she was not going to be happy.

"Are you sure you should lift her? I could call Jasper and have him come home. Is she going to be alright?"

"Sure she will be. Worst shes got is a concussion and sprained ankle. No point in bringing him all the way out here when it would be just as fast to take her in the truck."

"Well... we'll go with you. Tatum, get your sandals on, were going to see Daddy."

I walked down the hallway toward the front door. I heard a groan from over my back and picked up the pace. I didn't want her feet anywhere near my face when she woke up. By the time we got to the truck Alice and Tatum were right behind us. Alice opened the cab door to lay Miss Priss on the back seat. I crawled in as Alice pulled Tatum on her lap and buckled the seat belt.

"Let's go!"

"Alice, she is going to be fine... just relax."

"I can't believe this is the girl you were talking about earlier. You made her out to be a monster! She seems like a nice enough girl to me. Maybe if you hadn't been such a bonehead and used that big ol' noggin of yours for something other than banging into stuff she would have been a bit nicer to you."

"Mmm-hmm..." I flew down the gravel road eager to get the hens out of the coop. Five more minutes tops and I could be rid of the estrogen.

"She is a pretty thing isn't she? I was surprised when she said she was going to be taking the pictures instead of being in them."

"Mmm-hmm..." I conceded again as I drove faster.

"Mommy yook!" Tatum squealed.

Alice looked over her shoulder to check on the body in the back seat.

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Rosalie's POV

I moaned as I felt the pain stab through my head. It felt like I had been hit by a truck and my ankle was killing me too.

"Oh, Emmett, she's coming to." I heard a voice say and I groggily opened my eyes to see two eager faces looking at me. Alice sat in the passenger seat, her body angled to face me. The little girl was perched on her lap, the seat belt around both of them.

"Shouldn't she be in a car seat?" I mumbled as I tried to nod my head in the baby's direction but stopped when the searing pain reared from the most minuscule of movements.

"Are you okay?" Alice cried a bit too loudly for my headache, ignoring my question.

"Just great." I muttered as I closed my eyes again against the light from outside.

"We're taking you to the doctors office, it's sort of like our own little hospital here in town and..."

"Alice." Emmett interrupted her.

I didn't open my eyes but I could hear a hushed conversation taking place in the front seat and I had a feeling it was about me. Great, now not only did I have a psycho sheriff on my bad side but the rest of this town. Suddenly, Emmett slammed on the brakes, and I found myself sprawled on the floor of the cramped pickup cab. The little girl was squealing in delight as I painfully tried to right myself and Alice beat the crap out of Emmett as she shouted about being an 'insensitive jerk'.

"Are you okay?" Alice asked hurriedly as she turned to see me halfway between the seat and floor, using my elbow for support. I nodded mutely and Alice turned her attention away from me to glower at Emmett. "Apologize."

"For what? I was just parking. " Emmett chortled, but quickly held up his hands in front of his face as Alice raised her fists again.

"Apologize and then help her inside." Alice commanded as she unbuckled her and her daughter from the seat and slid out of the truck, slamming the door behind her. I grimaced as the noise sent a fresh wave of pain radiating through my skull and nausea boiling up into my stomach.

Emmett sighed as he let himself out of his door and then pushed his seat forward.

"I am sorry Miss Priss for slamming on the brakes, and therefore causing you to fall into the floor." He said in a dull, dry voice and I could see a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Hmpf." I replied as I crossed my arms and set my jaw, turning my head away from him.

I could hear his quiet chuckle and I tried not to let the sound fill my ears, as I realized just how pleasant it sounded.

"Well, come on then." He finally sighed and before I could turn to find out what he wanted I was being hoisted up out of the backseat and into his massive arms. My weight seemed to be nothing to him as he effortlessly held me to him and kicked the door of his truck shut with one leg before walking into the small clinic that stood in front of us.

"Did you apologize?" I heard Alice ask as she opened the door to let us through.

"Yes." Emmett sang mockingly.

"Did he?" She raised an eyebrow as she looked at me expectantly and I nodded my head slightly in ascent.

Emmett seemed to know what he was doing as he expertly walked down the hallway and took me into an empty room, setting me down on the examining table. I couldn't help but notice that his hands were surprisingly gentle for someone of his size.

The white paper crinkled underneath me as I shifted so that I was more comfortable. Emmett walked quietly to the other side of the room and leaned against the wall there. Alice came in shortly after, her daughter trailing behind her, and planted herself in the chair beside him. Emmett looked anywhere but me but it felt like Alice's eyes were boring into my skull and I shifted restlessly, silently pleading the doctor to come in.

Then, when he finally did, my mouth fell open. He was young, blonde, and sexier than any of the doctors from Grey's anatomy. He had a chart in his hands as he walked, his eyes fixed on it as he read whatever was written there, and I used the time to quickly compose myself. I bit my lip as he looked up, a smile on his face, and met my eyes.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Whitlock, you must be Rosalie Hale?"

"Yes." I said quietly as I nodded my head.

"Daddy." The little girl squealed again and I looked over to see Alice stand up, the little girl in her arms, and walk over to the doctor.

"Hey Tate." He said as he took the little girl from Alice and kissed her cheek.

"Hi daddy." She smiled.

"Hey baby." Dr. Whitlock sighed as he reached over to kiss Alice on the lips. "What are you doing here?"

"Wait..." I said stupidly as I stared at the picture before me. "You mean...you mean you're with him too?"

"Rosalie, this is my husband Jasper. Jasper this is the photographer that vogue sent and who Emmett made fall over and hurt herself." Alice laughed as she gestured between us.

"You mean you aren't married to Emmett?"

The whole room exploded into laughter at that and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks in a very uncharacteristic blush.

"God no." Alice finally breathed once her laughter had quieted. "Emmett is my cousin."

I felt like an idiot as Jasper began his exam of my head and my ankle. After a few minutes of poking and prodding it was determined that I had a minor concussion and a twisted ankle. I would be fine with a little rest and relaxation, none of which I would be getting anytime soon.

"I don't think it would be a wise idea for you to be walking around in those death traps either..." Jasper laughed as he pointed to my shoes that Alice was cradling in her arms.

Alice's jaw dropped as she stared at her husband. Emmett chortled from his corner of the room where Tatum now rested in his arms.

"Well if somebody had let me grab my suitcase from my car this morning," I fumed "I might be able to do that. But unfortunately, unless I walked the twelve miles back..."

"It's only eight." Emmett chimed and I glared in his direction.

"Well you could always borrow some of mine. What size are you?" Alice suggested.

"Eight and a half."

"Oh, I don't think that's gonna work. I only wear a five, but I'm sure you could borrow some of Bella's. She's about that size. She should still be at the diner, we can just walk down there."

"Eat lunch?" Emmett asked hopefully.

"Yes." Alice sighed, rolling her eyes. "You gluttonous pig."

"Well if someone hadn't interrupted my breakfast..." He said with a sidelong glance in my direction.

"Don't even start." I growled.

"Well I have an appointment in ten minutes so I'll meet you there..." Jasper said as he kissed Alice one more time and walked out of the room.

With that Emmett passed Tatum to Alice before swiftly lifting me from the table.

"Let's go wifey," Emmett laughed as he winked at Alice.

"Please, I wouldn't marry you if you were the last cousin I had."


A/N: So I we were able to get my chapters of this off of my computer. Thank goodness, so the sneak peeks are ready to go. Unless of course I can get 15 or more reviews today and then I'll post another chapter.