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I stood, for who knows how long, when i felt Emmetts arms around me, picking up my frozen form and curling me to his chest, hushing my. It was only then that I realised that i was still crying helplessly. ''My baby'' were the only words i could make my lips make. I clung to his chest, scared he would disappear too. I just wanted Aran back. My heart broke again. Hadn't Edward caused me enough problems without this final twist of the knife protuding, metaphorically, from my back.
I realised we were back at the house now. Slowly, i unfurled myself from Emmetts arms, holding back the over-whelming sobs. ''My baby''.
''Shhh, sweeheart, i know'' I grasped Ems' hand. We walked toward the house, moving at a slow, uneven pace. I breathed in, the dirt around me the most prominent scent, but there was something else. I let go of his hand and ran along the weak trail, realising it as Rosalies' scent. It went toward a clearing within the trees, and there, in th centre was Rosalie, crying and whispering to my baby.
''Shhhh baby, shhh''
It was only then that i heard my son crying. I held myself back with incredible restraint, wanting to attack and comfort her at the same time. Instead, i walked forward, arms up to show i wasn't a threat. She still snarled at me, suddenly regardless of the young baby in her ice-cold arms.
''Rose, i don't want to fight with you.''I used a reasoning tone, showing her i was no threat ''I just want my child back, please.'' My voice lowered unintentionally. Her gaze softend slightly, her eyes darting downward to my baby. ''I know, i know you want your child back, i...i took him...because i just want my own child, and for two hundred years, i have had to just long for a child, and now, i am holding one, your just going to take the baby away, from me.'' I held back the hiss that threatend to escape bewteen my clenched teeth, my hands clamped to my sides to stop myself from snatching my child back from her. How dare she say i will be taking MY child away from HER. I shuddered with a repressed pounce. She noticed though; putting her hand on the babys head, she took off.
I followed, all pretenses of niceness lost. I wanted my baby. I hurtled after her form. She swerved often, trying to lose me, but i was faster. Just. I pushed myself faster, when i smelt Emmett behind me. He sprinted past, before launching himself into the tree boughs and flying along through them to get ahead. I saw him drop in front of her, encasing her in his arms in what looked like an embrace, but it stopped her dead.
She was trapped, with no where to go and she wouldn't fight because she was scared of hurting Aran.
''Rosalie, please'' Emmett held his large hands out. ''Please.''
I saw her spine tense and a caught the back end of a growl in her chest. She knew she was trapped. With a resounding, resigned sigh she handed the child to Emmett. I waited for her to continue her mad run through the forest, watching her leaving us in the clearing, her sobs loud and clear, before closing the gap between us and wrapping my arms around Emmett and Aran. I kissed their foreheads. Em then leaned down to kiss me fully on the lips, a grin playing at the corners of his mouth. ''Everythings okay, Aran's back with us. He's safe, and i know that won't be the last we've heard of her, but she will never take our son again.'' We knew she would go back to Edward.
I took Aran from Ems' arms and grasping his hand, we set off at a leisurely pace to the white house. We were in no rush, we just enjoyed each others company.
The next chapter will be the last.
