A/N:

ah...so I'm not so find of the last chapter or this one, but the next is in progress and already I've fallen slightly in love with it.

enjoy.

Edward had only been to Emmett and Rosalie's house when it was under construction, he thought of it as their unholy place to do unholy things. As he approached the house, he heard only Rosalie's thoughts, which were only about herself, signifying that Emmett was not there.

The light sound of Edward's footsteps alerted Rosalie to her visitor. "Come in," she quietly called.

Once inside Edward reaffirmed that he never wanted to be in this house again. Strewn across various objects, was pieces of lace, and other objects included in Emmett and Rosalie's privet ventures. The front hall, was where he stopped not daring to confirm what was lying on the couch in the parlor to his right; a pile of black that emitted a fragrance that was definitely leather.

Rosalie flashed down the stairs in front of him, and placed herself conditionally in front of the parlor, attempting to hide their mess of toys.

"Please stop thinking of that Rosalie," Edward commanded as he heard her picture what her and Emmett had been doing the previous night with the items that were now thrown all over the parlor.

"What do you need?" she demanded an answer, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"I want to talk to you about Emmett."

"What about Emmett?" she thought and then verbally stated her question, "What about Emmett?" as well.

"You do realize that this would be much easier if you just thought and I responded, instead of you repeating yourself," he responded to her double question sarcastically.

Rosalie huffed, and then commanded through her thoughts "speak."

"You know Emmett's suffering," Edward began.

"Obviously."

"Carlisle said that he wouldn't condone Emmett ending his suffering, but if Anna couldn't live any longer he would oblige Emmett the choice," Edward told perfecting Carlisle's exact tone.

"Thank you, Edward."

"I thought you'd want to know," he replied smiling crookedly. He turned to leave, but he stopped with his hand on the knob of the door, twiddling his fingers lightly on it, before adding, "And Rosalie?"

"Yes?" she replied aloud.

"I didn't tell you any of this."

Edward walked behind Emmett, when they returned to school after the holidays. Edward constantly monitored Emmett's thoughts, but they yielded nothing to the subject of murder to an innocent human girl.

It was after school that he heard a thought while on the school's grounds that he hadn't heard there since last spring.

"Edward," Rosalie's thoughts called. "Edward can you hear me? If you can scratch your right ear."

He confirmed that he could hear her. Where could she be? Why was she here he wondered? But his questions were answered by her thoughts. She detailed her plan out for him.

"Can you distract Emmett for a while?"

Edward nodded, he had no way to verbally tell Rosalie that Carlisle would be severely disappointed in her if he knew what she was going to do. Carlisle may not let Rosalie and Emmett come back. The happy couple had already been kicked out of the house. It probably was just the first step in separating the two sets of mates, leaving Edward to choose which he would stay with. Of course he knew he'd stay with Carlisle, that's how it had always been, but he'd miss his brother.

"Thank you, Edward. I won't lead Carlisle to suspect you had anything to do with this."

Edward searched his mind, trying to think of a way to distract his brother for an hour or two, but the opportunity presented itself the minute the two walked the common grounds towards their truck parked on the other side of the lot.

"Cullen!" Lucas's rough voice slashed through the air.

Emmett whirled around to sneer at Lucas, crouching low in a defensive position. He loved a good fight.

"So Cullen, you hit on my girl, you let her smash her head, and then you don't show up for a month like a coward," Lucas shouted pointing his finger and getting very close, in an uncomfortably close proximity for Emmett, in a dangerously close proximity for his well being.

Emmett stopped breathing preparing to calm himself before he did ultra-human stunts in front of the crowd that was now forming around the common ground areas. Edward read each of their minds before stepping in. Emmett was calming himself, but itched to fight. He could resist, Edward concluded. Lucas just wanted to fight, purely to fight, no other reason. He could not be reasoned with but he could be provoked to make the first move.

Edward continued to listen, and then heard the thoughts that he was itching to hear. Confirmation.

"Anna's dating that Jim kid, not Lucas."

Thank heavens for gossiping girls, Edward thought.

"Lucas, in case you haven't noticed, your girl is dating another kid. Well not just dating but you get the picture," Edward alluded to something more.

"I know that you idiot!" Lucas retorted slightly dumbfounded.

"Not you don't," a forth figure joined the fight, a boy Edward recognized as Jim.

And then Lucas threw the first punch, straight into Jim's unprepared face. The two broke out into a fight.

"Let's get out of here before we have to start answering questions," Edward whispered into Emmett's ear. They turned on their heels to leave the scene, just a the principle approached to send all four to the boys to detention. Edward knew this was coming, but decided that a hour of detention would give Rosalie enough time to complete her task.

"Hello, you must be Anna," Rosalie smiled sweetly, gracefully sliding from her car, and dancing over to Anna walking home from school. "Do you remember me? I'm Rosalie. I met you at the Halloween party."

"Oh! Hi," Anna responded surprised by Rosalie's friendly nature.

"Emmett said you were a really good friend of his, and he wanted to know if you would come to dinner at our house this evening," Rosalie said.

"I'd have to ask my parents," She replied, surprised this time at the fact that she really wanted to go. She wanted to see where Emmett and Rosalie lived. They were both so glamorous.

"Okay, would you like a ride home?" Rosalie asked.

"Sure."

"Rosalie! What did you do?" Carlisle raised his voice for the first time ever that Rosalie had heard in her time as a vampire. They were in the exam room of Carlisle's office, Anna once again lying on the metal table.

"She was walking near the ravine, and slid on some ice. By the time that I saw her fall, I couldn't reveal my abilities to save her. It as too risky, I didn't know if she would be conscious," Rosalie said staring at the cupboards, trying not to see the damage she just caused. For all the beauty and grace she had, this was the first time she had felt truly like a monster.

"Rosalie, her injuries are severe. She's bleeding internally. She can't survive these injuries, not even with my help."

"Is she in pain?"

"She will be when she's conscious, which will be soon."

"Can someone put her out of her…misery?"

"Rosalie, I'm very aware of what you're suggesting. Yes, I do suppose that is what must happen."

"Waste not," Rosalie mumbled under her breath.

"Don't say that," Carlisle reprimanded once more. "I suppose you can take her to your house, and get Emmett. And Rosalie, you and I will talk later. I must forge evidence now because of the mess you made."

Rosalie turned and picked up Anna's limb, warm body, left the room, and began to run.