AN: First, I have no claim of ownership to any of these character, they all belong to Stephenie Meyer

Second, as a thank you for your reviews and kind words, here is a second chapter for this week.

What Emmett Wants – Chapter 10

"Emmett," Rose pouted, "I wanted to buy the gloves for Bella."

We were lying on the bed waiting for Edward to leave. He planned to spend the entire day at Bella's house. Jasper and Rose had already made plans with him to go hunting over the weekend. To deter him from asking why I wasn't going, Alice and I had chosen to go out hunting right after our little meeting and the planning of the wedding. We didn't return until early Sunday morning.

The wedding idea had surprised me. Jasper and Alice didn't make a habit of marrying every few years as Rose did. I knew Rose enjoyed being the center of attention, and I figured that was one reason she enjoyed being married so often. For me, the best part was the honeymoon, so I never said no when Rose wanted to get married again.

I laid on side with my arm bent at the elbow resting on the bed and my head propped in my hand as I watched Rose. I loved the way her lips pursed when she pouted. They always looked so damn kissable. I raised myself up, used my arms to pull my body toward her, and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. "Could you buy her something else?"

Rose's face became more serious. "Maybe. I suppose Alice and I could go shopping; maybe in Seattle." Rose lost her pout and a wide smile spread across her face. "We could look at wedding dresses at the same time." She rose from the bed as she said that.

"Rose," I said softly as I watched her.

"Yes," she turned toward me.

"Have fun," I smiled lovingly at her. I knew I wouldn't see her until late tomorrow. When those two went shopping, well, it was scary. I knew she would spend the rest of the day making plans with Alice and they'd wait until late tonight to drive to Seattle. Being Sunday, no specialty shops would be open.

Rose slowly walked back toward me, took my face between her slender graceful hands, and gently kissed me. "I love you Emmett."

I smiled back at her and replied, "I know." I watched her put a sway and bounce in her steps as she left the room. I loved her flirtatious walk, and I knew she did it intentionally to excite me, and it inspired me to find some special way to welcome her home after her shopping trip.

I wanted to plan something romantic, so I ran up to Edward's room. If anyone could help, it would be him. When Bella first entered his life, he discovered what romance was, but since they both returned from Italy, he spent more time romancing Bella. No matter what anyone else thought, I believed he was using romance as a way to apologize to Bella for all the hurt he caused her. Now, he was all about romance.

As I approached his door, I heard him moving around.

"Good, you're still here," I announced as I barged through his door and sauntered into his room.

"Humph," he snorted and returned to rummaging around in his closet.

"Edward, I need some help." I emphasized as I sat down on his leather couch. I noticed that Bella's scent still lingered in the room even though she hadn't been here for some time.

"Emmett, you've been avoiding me all week. For what reason, I'm still trying to discover. Now, all of a sudden, you want my help." There was a bite to his tone as he turned and looked at me. "Why?"

"Well, I want to do something romantic for Rose, and I thought maybe you could help."

"Help, why should I help?" He gave me a skeptical look.

"Well, you're my brother, and you should be happy to lend me a hand." I smiled at him trying to create the right mood.

"Emmett, I'm not good at creating sexual fantasies." He turned back to continue his hunt for whatever it was that he was looking for.

"No, you're not," I chuckled. Then I took a more serious tone. "But you are good at romance. I want something romantic. What do you do for Bella that's romantic?"

Edward turned back toward me. "Emmett, I don't think Rose would enjoy the same things as Bella."

"That's okay," I offered. "You give me some ideas, and I'll take it from there." I chuckled as I envisioned were it could go from there.

"Emmett," Edward warned, "If you want my help, please avoid adding graphic details."

I could tell he had seen what I had envisioned, and I chuckled more. If Edward were capable of blushing, I'd bet my bank account that what he'd seen would've made him blush.

"I'll help you on one condition." He walked toward me, his expression becoming serious.

I'd learned from previous experience never to say yes to Edward without first learning what he expected in return. "What's the condition?"

"Tell me why you've been avoiding me this past week."

"I'm not avoiding you; I've just been spending some quality time with Rose." At least it was half true.

"Then why all the secrecy?" He challenged.

"What secrecy?" I could challenge and bluff as well as he could.

"Everyone has closed their minds off to me: you, Rose, Alice, Jasper, and even Esme of late." He was almost in my face. "I know all of you are hiding something from me, and I want to know what it is."

I knew Edward was mad, but I decided to make light of it because if I became serious then he would definitely know I was holding something back. "Edward, not everything is about you. If it seems like I've been avoiding you, it's because I've been busy with other things. This week I've spent a lot of time with Rose. In fact, it has been a special week for both of us. Actually," I felt myself becoming a little more serious. "I've had a new experience with Rose this week and I've actually discovered a new depth to her personality and," I felt a pleased smile turning up my lips, "I've really enjoyed the time she and I have shared together this week." I fought back the urge to picture Rose on the motorcycle and catching her in my arms, but with a little snicker, I did imagine her early this morning as we first laid down in bed after I returned home from hunting.

"That's your story, what about everyone else?" I noticed he was still standing close.

"I don't know. Maybe they were having private moments they didn't want you viewing much like Rose and I were." I noticed his frown was deepening. He wasn't pleased with my answer, and I was getting frustrated with his interrogation. "Hell, Edward, maybe they're just tired of you spying into their lives." I finally yelled. Sometimes Edward could get on my nerves, but we were really closing him out this past week and at no fault of his own. "Look, all I wanted was a simple romantic suggestion. Something special I could do for Rose. I didn't mean to come in here and yell at you, but sometimes, Edward, you can get annoying."

With a frown, Edward commented, "And how do you think I feel Emmett," he sat down beside me with a decided droop to his shoulders, "when everyone in my own family seems to be avoiding me."

I turned toward him, "Maybe we're not avoiding you as much as you're hardly home." I watched the frown deepen on his face. "Edward, we all understand why you're not home very often. Heck, I'd be living in her room all the time if I were in your shoes." I paused as I realized that wasn't quite true. "No, if I was in your situation, I would've run off with her, changed her, married her, and lived happily forever, or worse yet, I might have drained her blood the first day I met her." Edward emitted a low growl. "Look, I'm not as strong as you are when it comes to resisting; I have to admit it, Edward, I'm weak in that area, but I also have to admit that Bella is worth all the effort you have put into resisting her. The two of you were meant for each other."

"Okay, Emmett, maybe everyone isn't avoiding me, even though it feels like it," I noticed he mumbled the last part softly under his breath. "But, if I find out you've been hiding something from me . . ."

It was best just to cut him off. "Edward, the only thing I hide from you, and sometimes not very well, is what Rose and I do with our time alone. Besides, you might go blind if you saw some of the things we did." I knew my mind was wandering to some of the more choice encounters we had had lately.

"Stop Emmett! I've already told you, I don't want to see Rose like that. It's disgusting; she's my sister."

"Oh come on Edward, don't tell me you don't ever imagine Bella in situations like that." 'He loved her, how could he not,' I thought, but then I made the mistake of dwelling on what he might imagine in relation to Bella, and I instantly understood why Edward was upset when I had such images of Rose. As I heard Edward emit a low growl, I hit him across the shoulders.

"Hey!" Edward roared. "What was that for?"

"Don't you ever have images of Bella like that," I warned. "I don't think I like the idea of anyone imagining my little sister like that."

"Emmett, that was your image, not mine."

"Yah, but I know how the male mind works. You be more respectful where my sis is concerned."

Edward laughed, "Now you know how I feel when you throw some of those graphic images of Rose at me."

'I'd have to be more careful of that in the future,' I thought. Of course, I probably wasn't the only one who imagined their wife like that. I hadn't thought before about the fact that the other males in the family might have like images on their minds, but he was right; I wouldn't want to see the images they have either. For once, I was truly grateful I didn't have Edward ability. "Fair enough," I offered. "So, will you help me?"

Edward looked thoughtful for a moment. "Tell you what, I'll ask Bella about it and when Charlie throws me out of the house tonight, I'll come home with some ideas. Maybe you and I can sit down and develop a plan. I'll let Bella know I'll be a little late returning tonight, but I'll explain why."

I got up from the couch and headed toward the door, "Thanks Edward, I do appreciate the help," and before I left his room, I turned and added, "You take good care of my little sister. I don't' want to hear that you've hurt her feelings."

Edward just chuckled as I left the room, but I was just fully realizing how much I really did consider her 'my little sis.'

Edward kept his word, and after returning home, he and I spent an hour going over some of the options he and Bella had churned out. Edward chuckled as he explained how Bella and he sat in the living room throwing out ideas while Charlie was in the room. Finally, Charlie looked over at them and asked what they were doing. Edward explained, "I told Charlie you asked me for some ideas for a romantic evening with Rose. One idea Bella had mentioned concerned 'dining' on grizzly bear, loosely speaking of course. Charlie only heard part of the conversation and asked Bella why she thought Rose would find it romantic to watch you hunting a grizzly bear. Since Charlie doesn't know about our diet, he misunderstood her meaning. I'm not sure why, but Charlie's comment caused Bella to laugh so hard that she had tears rolling down her cheek."

It was times like that when I wished I could tag along with Edward because Bella could be so amusing. I wondered if she had also turned that humorous shade of red when she laughed that hard, but I felt it best not to ask Edward about that.

"Charlie commented that it was inappropriate for you to want romance your sister, but Bella interceded for you by explaining to Charlie that Rose and you were not blood relations. She told him we all might live in the same family, but we were adopted and over the past five years, Rose and you had fallen in love." Edward concluded.

I figured Charlie was as confused as most people in Forks because everyone seemed to forget we all came from different families. Although, Carlisle's story did have Rose and Jasper related but not the rest of us.

Edward finally provided three possible ideas; of course, I liked the one about taking Rose to dinner and catching a grizzly bear for her, but Rose didn't favor bears, I did; she preferred elk and deer. The idea I finally went with was filling the bedroom with flowers, scented candles, and soft music. Bella even suggested a mixture of red and white roses and baby's breath because of what they meant, and then she suggested candles with a water type scent like rain or ocean breeze or possibly a pine scent. I liked the pine scent idea and went with that. I also spread rose petals across the bed; Bella had an extremely good idea with the flower and candles and I made a mental note to thank her for her help.

I spent all day Monday gathering what I needed to decorate the bedroom, and as a last minute touch, I went out to drain some blood into a thermal container and then rounded up two champagne glasses. Maybe I couldn't offer Rose champagne or wine, but I could offer her warm blood. I like the idea of toasting her and drinking with her in a romantic setting, and I had to admit, Edward and Bella outdid themselves with their suggestions.

I was waiting on the porch to greet her when Rose came home late Monday evening from her day of shopping. I graciously carried her purchases upstairs and slowly ushered her into our bedroom. Rose's mouth dropped open in surprise, and the look of appreciation and love she turned and gave me, reassured me that all the thought and work I had put into arranging the evening had been well worth the effort.

We spent a gloriously romantic night in each other's company and her face absolutely glowed when we went downstairs early the next morning. Edward and Alice were in the living room when we walked in and Alice promptly asked, "Nice night?" and then chuckled into her hand.

Rose quietly replied, "Very memorable," and walked off toward the kitchen where I heard Esme humming to herself.

I walked over to Edward and lightly slapped him on the back, "Thanks Edward, and let Bella know how much I appreciate her help. In fact," I paused as I thought about my next idea, "I may stop over at her house this evening and personally thank her for the romantic evening she helped create."

"If you do, wait until after seven, Bella has to work after school, so she'll be home late." Edward offered.

"Thanks, I'll do that." That was helpful news, I could see her at work while Edward wasn't around, and I could tell her about Saturday. In fact, I decided I could also do that shopping for her at the same time.

"Come on Edward, we'll be late if we don't leave now," Alice called over her shoulder as she headed toward the door.

"I'm coming," he replied. "As if it takes me that long to drive to school," he muttered to himself.

I felt extremely satisfied. Rose and I had had a perfectly romantic, memorable evening, Bella would be free of Edward for a few hours, so I could talk to her while at the same time I could buy the rest of the equipment Bella would need, and everything else was set in place for Saturday's lesson.

AN: Edited and revised chapter 8/09/08