Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the Twilight universe and characters and images. I'm just borrowing them for awhile.
A/N: My apologies that Emmett's section seems so short. However, he seems to pop up all over the place in everyone else's sections. Thanks to everyone who has put this story on favorite or alert. It certainly means a lot to me. And once again, thanks DA for all of your hard work as a Beta.
Emmett
I smiled as I watched the elaborate chess game unfolding below. Emmett was currently ahead, or at least it seemed that way, by the grin Emmett gave Jasper. I had to stifle a chuckle because I knew that Jasper would soon play subtly with Emmett's emotions in an effort to sway the game in his favor. Of course, then the real game would begin.
From what I have heard, they say that biological children from the same parents are often extremely different from one another. It was certainly true for siblings that shared no genetic traits except for the fact that they had all been created by the same venom. However, after living with two children that were guarded and much more serious, the arrival of Emmett in our lives was like an electric shock to a dormant heart. Emmett didn't struggle with being a vampire the way that Edward or Rosalie had. He took it in stride like he took most things in life. During his first year, he was certainly a handful. As much as he understood the choices we made in our hunting habits, there were certainly a lot of slip ups. As a newborn, Emmett was just so much stronger than any others of our kind that it took nearly all four of us to keep him from ravaging the small community that we were living in at the time.
With Emmett's playful disposition, the relationship between Edward and Rosalie improved. Emmett brought out a lighter side of Edward. He enjoyed any opportunity he could to tease Edward and Edward seemed to revel in this new relationship with his recently acquired "older" brother. The pain Rosalie seemed to experience from her perceived rejection from Edward was soothed by Emmett's doting on her. And though Edward and Rose would probably always struggle with one another, Emmett seemed to be a natural buffer and someone that they both loved.
As for me, Emmett was one of my "boys". Sometimes I was mom and sometimes I was just plain referee settling squabbles between the three of them and keeping Emmett and Edward from hurting the house during one of their tousles. I didn't have to worry about them hurting each other. We were fairly indestructible but the house wasn't.
Emmett worshipped Rosalie and his easy-going nature allowed him to give in to her every whim which included at least six weddings. He was eternally hers regardless of how many times they were married, but he knew that she enjoyed any occasion to dress up and show off and he couldn't deny her anything she wanted. Their relationship was also very physical. Maybe it was my love of fixing up houses or just the need to preserve our sanity, but several times we needed to "kick them out" and into their own space. Of course, they managed to destroy nearly every house that was built for them. Yet, I couldn't complain. Emmett made Rose happy which in turn made me very happy.
When Jasper and Alice joined us, Emmett quickly and easily embraced them into our family. He found in Alice someone who smiled and laughed as easily as himself. In Jasper, he found a partner in all things mischievous. They enjoyed competition of any kind, and nothing was safe from their friendly bets. It took Emmett a while though to realize that Jasper often had the advantage in these little wagers thanks to Alice's gift, but it didn't seem to stop them. And if I thought I was constantly breaking up playful rough-housing between Emmett and Edward, it only exponentially increased with the addition of Jasper. However, without the unfair advantage that Edward's gift gave him in wrestling, Emmett found himself on more equal footing with Jasper as his sparring partner. Between Jasper's skill as a fighter and Emmett's size and strength, I was worried that their games would become deadly. I was relieved when they took up chess even if it did become so complex and expansive that they nearly needed their own room for the game boards.
Emmett didn't seem to think he needed a mother. He viewed himself as the protector of the family and physically that was true. He would have died protecting any of us, not that there was much that could threaten such a large and powerful coven of vampires such as our family. At the time of his change, Emmett was 20 which made him one of the older siblings and only a couple of years younger than Carlisle. Yet, Emmett had the eternal spirit of a 10 year old and in that sense, he still needed me, needed a mother.