"GET THE HELL OFF MY SISTER!"

Even as the words left Emmett's mouth he was yanking Edward off of Bella. Considering that Edward wasn't exactly a small man it took him off guard to be yanked right off his feet. One moment he was on the ground with Bella under him and then next he was flying through the air. Unfortunately, the unexpected action along with the fact that he'd been tangled up with Bella caused his belt buckle to catch on the hem of Bella's petticoat and the delicate lace and cotton gave with a loud rip.

Even as Edward hit the wall near the back entrance sending a nearby pie cabinet shaking, Emmett was on him again, bellowing and pounding on him. "THAT'S MY SISTER, YOU FUCKER!"

Bella had lay there stunned for a moment before she processed what was going on and by then Edward was trying to dodge Emmett's fists, which had already punched several holes in the wall behind Edward's head.

Now her own cries joined her brother's angry bellows, "Emmett! Emmett! STOP!" and, she was very unsuccessfully trying to pull her brother off of Edward, who wasn't even trying to fight back just get the hell out of the way. As she heard a few of Emmett's punches land with meaty thumps, she tried to grab onto him, but she might as well have been a fly with the good it did. Even as she clung to Emmet's arm and was being swung about as he continued to try to land punches she thought she was going to be sick from being tossed about so much.

Hearing the commotion Carmen ran downstairs, screaming, "¡Dios mio! ¡¿Que 'sta pasando!" Then she came into the scene of Edward trying to find his way to the door and Emmet trying to beat him down. Bella, now with a torn blouse and a petticoat hanging haphazardly beyond the hem of her skirt, was holding on to Emmett and swinging about like a cowboy clinging to a bucking bronco. Carmen was stunned for a moment before her own shrill cries joined in with Emmett's bellows, Bella's pleas, and Edward's imploring Emmet to stop and listen. "¡Ay! ¡Ay! ¡Lo vas a matar! ¡Basta! ¡Basta, niños! ¡Ay Dios mio de mi vida!¡Ay!" Even as she continued screaming in Spanish, imploring them to stop and saying the Emmett was going to kill Edward she was trying to figure out how to reach the back door and run for Eleazar or someone that could help. But, considering the fact that they were blocking the back door and that Edward would probably be dead if she tried to go all the way around the house, she looked around for something that could help her.

Reaching out she grabbed the large basin of dirty water that she used to rinse the breakfast dishes and with a loud splash the three figures in front of her were doused from head to toe. While this wouldn't usually have stopped Emmett in the pursuit of defending his sister's honor, it did distract him long enough to Edward to get one good gut punch in quickly followed by a kick that meant Emmett wouldn't be visiting Rosie for social relations any time soon. He felt bad doing it, but it was either that or let Emmett continue to beat him and he was already in a world of hurt.

Coughing Emmett doubled over a groaned, cupping his groin with both hands.

All of them, with the exception of Emmett, stood there stunned, and it took the sound of the tin basin slipping out of Carmen's hands onto the word floor to bring them out of it.

Now everyone's voices were filling the air again, speaking at the same time so it was hard to decipher who was saying what.

"Bear! Bear, are you all right!" "Em, it wasn't what it looked like I swear!" "¡Ay, Patron! ¡Te pegaron en los meros huevos!"

Coughing a bit and moaning again, Emmet managed to shuffle over to the kitchen table and he sat down with a groan, pressing his forehead against the table's surface as he closed his eyes.

Bella was the first to talk and going up to him she whispered, "Bear, it wasn't what you think. I…I fell off the gate, tore my shirt, and Edward gave me his to cover up with and carried me back here…"

If any other girl had told that story, he might not have believed them, but Emmett was well aware of his sister's clumsy nature. He just wished he'd taken that into consideration before he attacked and gotten his balls hurt in the process.

He just nodded a bit in response, not lifting his head off the table. He could feel Bella patting his back in comfort. Finally turning his head to the side, he looked over at a beaten, bloodied Edward whose attention seemed intent on something else. Following Edward's gaze he saw that now not only were his baby sister's underthings exposed, but with the good dousing she'd gotten in Carmen's attempt to stop the fight there was really nothing left to the imagination.

Considering where his sister was standing in proximity to him as she continued to pat his back and the fact that Edward was staring at her breasts like he was a starving man looking at a feast, he felt himself blushing brighter than a ripe apple.

Still in pain he managed to croak out, "I said that's my sister, fucker!"

Edward's gaze snapped away and he also started to turn crimson. Bella was saved embarrassment as Carmen grabbed Edward's discarded shirt off the floor and placed it around Bella's shoulders, effectively covering her up. "Come, m'ija. Let's get you cleaned up and leave these sinverguensos to talk."

Holding the shirt tightly around her, Bella let herself be led out of the room. She did look over her shoulder at her brother, hoping he was all right, but her final gaze was left to Edward as she smiled sadly at him and mouthed, "I'm sorry."

Translations for this chapter:

"¡Dios mio! ¡¿Que 'sta pasando!" = "My God! What's going on!"

"¡Ay! ¡Ay! ¡Lo vas a matar! ¡Basta! ¡Basta, niños! ¡Ay Dios mio de mi vida!¡Ay!" = "Oh! Oh! You're going to kill him! Stop! Stop, boys! Oh, dear lord in heaven! Oh!"

"¡Ay, Patron! ¡Te pegaron en los meros huevos!" = "Oh, Boss! They hit your right in the balls!"