**ESME'S P.O.V**

Keezer left last night. As soon as Emmett had returned, they had spoke privatley for a while – I'm not going into details – but Keezer stormed out a while later. Emmett raced after her, begging for her to come back. But failed. It hurt so much to hear my baby boy cry. He sobbed unshamedly when he returned – we were all so shocked. Emmett, crying? It hurt too to see Keezer, the funny, lively girl I considered now a daughter – leave. It ached so much. Later on, Alice told me everything-about why Keezer had left. I personally think Emmett deserves a second chance, but I cannot judge. Keezer's decision is her own, and I will not force her to return, and nor will Carslile, I am sure of that. But its not fair on Emmett. Not fair at all.

Three Weeks Later...

**ROSALIE'S P.O.V**

Its been three weeks now, and no-one knows when Keezer is coming back, or even if she is at all. Emmett is wandering round like a dead person; Alice is really quiet; Esme sits crying half the time and even Bella seems slightly down. Renesmee sits by the window every morning and every evening, awaiting her favourite aunt's return home. Yeah, yeah, I confess- Kezeer's her favourite aunt, you can tell. Anyway, I've decided-it was me that made Keezer leave, and its me that will bring her back.

I set off that morning, tracing her faint scent (Channel No.5, palma violets and hairspray mainly), all the way down, up, round, left, right, centre. In fact, it took my all day and I ended up in New York. Right up to Central Park – and there she was, sitting on a bench. Keezer. Wearing a long blue checked dress, a chunky black belt, and leggings. Blue converses and her hair was in little plaits. Her eyes were browny-orange, her face protrayed boredom. Her leggs were crossed and she had ear-phones in- she was listening to her ipod. Her feet tapped to the beat. Then she smelt me. She looked up. Her eyes narrowed.

"Hi," I said gently. I walked up to her and raised an eyebrow- she could hear me but she pretended she couldn't, listening to the music. I moaned and pulled an earplug out.

"Hey!" she said crossly, taking the other one out too. "I don't want to talk to you, Rosalie Hale. I don't even want to look at you right now."

"I'm sorry Keezer," I said patiently, but feeling a little angry. "Hear me out. I didn't come here to force you home. I came here to tell you what's been going on since you left.

"Emmett hasn't hunted at all, and his eyes are black. All he does is wander round the house all day, looking but not seeing, hearing but not listening. He never speaks, he never sings, he never jokes around or puts in his opinion. He refuses to sit on the sofa, and doesn't watch football games anymore. He sits by the window all the time, gazing out, hoping you're ok. When he goes out, he calls your name, sings your name, screams your name. Its like he's tired but he can't sleep- hungry but he can't eat." I looked at her gently. Keezer's lip trembled. "And Alice is so quiet all the time. She doesn't get excited anymore, she hasn't been shopping since you left. Jasper sometimes sits in your bedroom for hours, listening to your music. Esme sat and cried for an hour when you left, and Carslile nearly did too. Edward and Bella miss having their house trashed- and Renesmee sits by the window, waiting for her favourite auntie. She misses paintballing and dressing up." Keezer's eyes glazed over.

"They can live without me," she whispered hoarsley.

I shook my head. "Well, maybe I can," I admitted. "And Bella and Edward, and Jasper and Alice, maybe even Esme and Carslile. But Emmett can't. No way. He's like a dead man."

Keezer stood up. "He doesn't want me back and neither do you." I stood up too. "YES HE DOES! He wants you so bad he cried when you left – Emmett cried! He never cries! He misses you. He wants you back, we all do."

Keezer sighed.

"How do I know Emmett's not going to cheat on me again?"

"I know Emmett," I said firmly. "He'd rather die than hurt you again." Keezer thought for a moment then shrugged and smiled. "Ok I'm in. If it means that much to you," she winked.