A/N: I'm so, so, so, soooooo sorry for the delay on this. I'm still writing it, I swear, I'm just loaded with work and sometimes it's easier to just write my other story "Bada Bing Bada Boom" – by the way, check it out and I'll hug you with all my loving – anyway, on the meantime I also finished my other story "My Beloved Monster" so just go there and read it. I won't hug you but I might just buy you a cupcake. Anyway, please enjoy the chapter!

This chapter is a little serious as the story now is going to a more dramatic turn. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 4: Ignorance is Bliss. But I wouldn't know that, I'm ignorant.

I let go abruptly of Edward's ankle and he avoided hitting the ground by only a second, moving swiftly.

"She's here!" I whispered sensing Rosalie's smell from a mile.

"Two miles." Edward corrected me. "Your senses are stronger so you may get confused sometimes." I didn't pay attention and ran to the window, trying to spot her.

"You might as well just bark and wag your tail at her. It would be less obvious." I turned around and glared at him. He crocked a smile but his voice was suddenly serious "Listen, Emmett, there's something I think you should know…"

Once again, I did not pay attention, Rosalie was already visible, she stopped abruptly, looking at the window I was and waving with a smile on her mouth. I still hadn't got used to the vision of her under sunlight. Today was a particularly sunny day and she was – in the lack of any better words – breathtaking. Of course I'm only speaking metaphorically, since I technically don't need to breathe anymore; being a zombie and all that. I waved back, smirking like a kid.

"Emmett! Pay attention at me!" Edward grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around at once so I would face him. This took me by surprise and I threw him against a wall. He looked at me, prepared to fight, but seeing him like that was all I needed to pull myself together:

"Edward, man, I'm sorry. It was a…"

"A mood swing, I know." He answered grumpily. "Nothing is hurt." He told Carlisle who had just showed up at the door, worried. "Nothing besides my pride, I guess."

"Oh, ok, that's wonderful. Esme and I were worried. Emmett never has mood swings."

"Yes but I just attempted to get his attention off Rosalie." Edward was still a bit stiffy and I felt the worst of all mythical beasts for hurting my baby brother. Edward raised both his eyebrows at me:

"What?" I asked

"Baby Brother? I'm fourteen years older than you."

"Not in my head." I started but an elegant and sweet pace downstairs distracted me. "Rosalie!" I exclaimed before running to the first floor to meet her. I was vaguely aware of Edward's voice answering to something Carlisle had thought:

"Yeah, I know, I made the same comparison just now."

There she was; smiling at me while putting some heavy-looking bags on the ground. She was wearing a hat over her glossy platinum blond curls, her face covered with makeup that made her cheeks look blushed and she had a long peach colored silk dress on her body, gloves and a rather large pearl necklace that embraced her neck twice before falling over her shoulder and bust. She looked dazzling as usual but still…Something was different and I couldn't exactly put my finger on it, she looked fragile…human. She opened her crimson lips and said so low that her words could be taken as a whisper:

"I missed you."

"I missed you too." I said in what I knew would be my biggest understatement ever in the many, many centuries of existence I had in front of me. Her smile faded suddenly and her next words were purely practical:

"Oh, will you help me with these bags? I still have a few waiting outside." She said clapping her hands. "Take all of them to your room, will you?"

"My room?" I stopped already holding twenty huge shopping bags and my voice came out muffled as I was holding one of them with my teeth.

"Of course, or are you planning to wear Edward's old clothes until the apocalypse comes and kill us all?" She answered giggling. "I was out shopping, you know? Or do you sincerely believe I enjoy leaving you behind like this? C'mon, hurry up." She went upstairs in what I think was the blink of an eye – I'm not sure 'cause I don't have to blink anymore.

"In front of humans you do, Emmett." Edward's voice came from upstairs.

"Alright, alright!" I answered crossly, climbing the stairs in half the time Rosalie did.

My room wasn't exactly cozy; there was nothing about it since I had just moved in. Esme told me that as soon as we moved, she'd put all her efforts on making me the best bedroom I had ever had. Honestly, it wouldn't be that hard of a goal to achieve. Rosalie had already dropped her bags on the big leather armchair I had in the corner of the room. She sighed happily, analyzing them:

"I did the best I could picking the clothes, I mean, I…" She made a brief pause, twisting one of her hands on the other, hesitating, and the silk of her gloves made a sweet hissing sound. "I bought all you need: socks, suits, jackets, shirts, hats, underwear…"Did she just say underwear? "Anyway, I'll let you alone to take a look through the whole thing. Have fun." She said patting me on the shoulder as she passed.

My first idea was to just dress the first thing I found and then go down to be with her but, suddenly, I grabbed the scent of something I wasn't counting on and all the other objects around me faded, I was totally focused on that one in particular. I recognized it, it was human and familiar and an unknown feeling filled my chest. I recognized the origin easily enough and before I could notice, I was already holding the source of the scent on my hands.

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I found her sitting in our living room couch, her eyes on the enormous window, the sun on her hair and skin and a sad look on her face, a little distracted. How inhumanly beautiful an inhumanly creature can get, really?

"So, that's what you were doing, uh?" I said, sitting next to her and gesturing to the sweater I had on. She didn't look at me but nodded anyway:

"Thanks." It was all I said for a long time.

We stood there quietly, I kept facing the inside of the house and she had her eyes on the garden outside. The scent I had caught a few minutes before had been my own, it was coming from my own old clothes meaning that, besides shopping, Rosalie had also…

"So you're not mad that I looked for your family?" She was looking at me now. I turned around impressed:

"No, no way. Why would I be? I think it's great what you did for me." She sighed sadly:

"I don't. I'm really sorry. My first intention was to go there and just give some money to your family, you know? I don't know what I'd do if someone from my family went missing and I'd never get any news from them again I…" She lost trail of her voice "Especially if it was my own son." She caressed my hair.

I had very little memories of my past ever since I became a vampire. I have these little flashbacks of my old family but compared to this new sighs, this new existence, compared to Rosalie, they are just blurs.

"So I went there pretending to be someone from a bank or something, said you had died, that your body had already been buried – took them to a false grave." She was lost again for a while. "And then I told them that you had left them your lifetime savings."

"I don't have any savings."

"I know."

"Rosalie, you shouldn't have done this, I…" She raised a hand to shut me up.

"It was the least I could do, not for you only, but for them. I can't forgive myself for being so selfish already, but I could at least try to ease things for your family."

I looked at her, speechless. She still looked sad when she took something from her pocket. "I asked them if they wanted to donate your clothes to charity and that's how I got them but this one here…" she handed me an old photograph. "I stole from your room."

It was a picture of a much younger me with my grandparents, both my parents and all my brothers and sisters. We had used that one as a Christmas card a long time ago.

"I wanted you to have a memory, something to hold on to. Our family is the only thing that is actually valuable in our lives and I want you to remember them. It would be too selfish of me if I denied you yet another right of life."

"You never denied me anything!" I said, actually angry. "You gave me new rights, a new life! You can't keep blaming yourself for giving me something that I love so much, Rose!" I'm a direct person, I have always been, I can never help myself when I want to say things, that's just how I am. "I have a whole world in front of me, I have a new family, a new brother, and I have you!" I held one of her hands on both of mine. "I'm thankful to you for making sure I go on happily, but you didn't need to make any efforts! If you're here, then I'm happy. You're all I need." And I meant every word, still surprised of the way I felt so passionate about everything now that I had met her.

She stared at me for a while, her golden eyes slowly beginning to shine with a different feeling. She was happy again. Her arms embraced my neck and she giggled in a way that made me, for the first time, see Rosalie as the eighteen year old girl she used to be:

"Oh, Emmett, I'm so happy. So happy." There was genuine joy on her words and I felt a smile take over my face as I hugged her back:

"I'm happy too, Rosalie, as happy as someone can be!" I said closing my eyes and breathing her charming smell. But then she whispered a few words I wasn't exactly hoping to hear:

"My Emmett…" Ok, those I was. "My son." Those I wasn't.

Had she just called me son? From upstairs, Edward's voice came out a little smug:

"I could say "I told you so" but I'm afraid you might throw me against a wall again."

That was so not good.

A/N: Ok, guys, that was it. It took so long because it was really hard to write it, since Rosalie is kinda complicated, I mean, she's easy to understand because we can easily notice that all her guilty is due to the fact that she think she ruined Emmett dreams – mostly because she thinks everyone has the same dreams she has – and because she took him away from his family, but it's a bit hard to write about her, specially when I still didn't get the chance to make "badass hissing Rosalie" – the one we all learned to love and adore. Anyway, please review and if I didn't answer to one of your reviews, I'm sorry. I'm gonna get to that as soon as possible! Next chapter won't take as long as this one did, I promise!