Disclaimer: 'The Voice' has been checked into therapy to deal with trauma and some ridiculous notion of 'betrayal'. I blame the drugs. So, while it is there, I can say at this time that I don't own Twilight. Sad, sad, sad. But true. This chapter is here by dedicated to…BellaandEdwardLover!! Congrats on being first! So, here we go!

I collapsed on the forest floor, longing to be with the people I'd seen. I needed to be with them. I needed a family. More than anything, I needed a family. And who I had seen were my family. Or they would be. And I would find them. But one thing had to be done first, before I could find them. I knew it had to be done first, before all else. I had to find the boy with the blonde hair I kept seeing. A feeling or rightness washed through me. So I would find him. Then I would find my family. And then I would find happiness.

EPOV

It'd been fifteen years since Rosalie was changed. When she'd murdered the seven humans, I'd gone with her for support and help, if needed. She'd been so restless before that. The change in her was so visible, she was so much happier. A week after we'd moved, I'd uncovered a secret Carlisle was trying to hide from me. He'd hoped Rosalie would be for me what Esme was for him. I think it was at that point Rosalie became my sister. But our family of four hadn't stopped growing yet. The latest addition was yet to come. I was in my room, reading when Rosalie came home and screamed for Carlisle. I assumed she'd killed a human. She'd come talk to me if she really wanted to, if she needed to. Then, three minutes later, I smelt the blood and heard screaming. What had she done? I opened my door and went out into the hall, blocking her as she attempted to pass.

"What happened," I asked. The screams were only getting louder. My mind flashed back to the moment Esme and I had come home from hunting to screams, like this, only to find that Carlisle had changed a human. Oh no.

"It was a man. I asked Carlisle to save him for me," she replied, meeting my gaze. Wait, she'd asked Carlisle to change a human? Was she insane? After what we'd all been through, being involuntarily changed, especially Rosalie of all people, she'd asked to have someone changed?

"What? Why would you do that?" I asked. "After what you've been through, after what I've been through, why would you ask Carlisle to put him through the same thing?" She looked down then.

I don't know, Edward. I just...I couldn't let him die. Don't ask me to explain myself," Rosalie said. She then pushed past me and walked down the hall to Esme's room. I couldn't believe her. I walked down the hall to her room and went in. Indeed, there was a man lying in the bed, screaming and writhing as Carlisle sat at the head, watching.

"Why would you change him, Carlisle," I asked. "After what Rosalie and I went through, how could you do it again?"

"Edward, do not think me naïve," He answered. "This man was dying from a bear attack when Rosalie asked me to change him." Oh. I should've known. Carlisle would never change another human unless they were dying. All I did was nod and walk out of the room. The screams echoed throughout the house for the three days, never relenting, only getting louder. Finally, the screams decreased in frequency and got quieter. Sensing the end, Esme 

and I went to Rosalie's room. Rosalie herself wasn't there, but I heard her coming up the stairs. Finally, the man stopped screaming completely, and opened his eyes, sitting up.

"Oh, um, hello," he said. He seemed a bit scared. At least he had some common sense. Carlisle quickly introduced us, then explained what had happened. He seemed to be taking it rather well. He'd told us his name was Emmet and he had been hiking when he'd been attacked by the bear. Then I heard Rosalie's thought's. She had paused on the stairs.

'What if he's angry? What if he yelled? Don't be silly, when has a man ever yelled at you?' she was thinking. So she did care. That was a first.

"Rose," Esme said, calling her to the room. "Rose, come here, please." She quickly came up the rest of the stairs then, and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Carlisle said. She quickly entered and shut the door behind her. It was like something out of a romance movie.

'Wow, she's beautiful," Emmet was thinking. 'I'm so glad she saved me. I wonder why though. Why would a girl like her save a guy like me?' Rosalie's thoughts were all a jumble of worry.

"Um, hello," she said. I looked at her in blatant disbelief. Rosalie had never sounded so nervous in the presence of a man before.

"Hi," he answered. He didn't say anything else, but his thoughts had been thrown in to turmoil.

'Oh, my God. 'Hi'. That's it. Not even thank you. She's going to think you're completely ungrateful. She's going to think you're a complete bafoon. She's going to think I'm an ungrateful bafoon.'

"Look, I'm really sorry I asked to change you, without your permission. I know what that's like, believe me I know, and I'm sorry if this isn't what you want. I'm sorry." My word. Rosalie was apologizing. I don't think I would've been more stunned if someone came up to me and asked me to suck their blood. And then Emmet smiled.

'She's apologizing to me? She saved my life and she's sorry. She shouldn't be apologizing. I'm grateful. I need to tell her that.'

"I'm not angry, miss. I want to thank you, actually, for saving me from that bear. I'd be six feet under right now if it weren't for you," he said. Hm. Something was taking shape here. Maybe Carlisle had the wrong man at first.

"Well, then, you're welcome," She replied, smiling. She looked like she would be blushing if she could. I was surprised. I'd never seen this side of my sister before. I didn't know there was a side like this.

"Alright, then we've explained everything. Do you want to go hunting right away?" Carlisle asked him.

"Actually, if it's alright, I'd like a few moments to speak to Rosalie alone," Emmet said. We all filed out of the room, and I gave Rosalie a small, smug smile before I went. The next six weeks were amazing. I hadn't realized the feeling of family Emmet had brought with him when he'd been changed. He had become my brother within the week, hunting and spending time together. I also noticed he'd spent a lot of time with Rosalie. When he'd found out that I could read minds, he would've been red for weeks if he'd had any blood. He'd been thinking about all the things he'd thought about Rosalie before he'd known his thoughts were no longer safe. He'd fallen in love with her two weeks after his change. Rosalie had begun to feel the same way two weeks later, four weeks after his change. I couldn't believe how fast it had happened. However, I was happy for them. But I wouldn't do anything until they were ready to say how they felt. Six weeks after he changed, Emmet and I were in my room talking about music and sports when he brought it up.



"Look, Edward, there's something I need your advice on," He said. Finally. I was wondering if I'd have to intervene. Their thoughts were going to drive me insane if they didn't get out there soon.

"It's Rosalie," he continued. "I think I'm in love with her." I just nodded. Even before he'd known it, I'd expected it. After Rosalie had told her story about why she'd been changed, Emmet had leapt up and demanded he'd been taken to New York to kill the men who had killed Rosalie. When she quietly explained the she had already done so, his eyes and mind filled with admiration and sadness.

"I know," I said.

"Well," he asked, "Do you know if Rose feels the same way?" I pretended to hesitate for a moment before smiling and nodding. He broke into a smile.

"Thanks, Edward, you're a life saver," he said. He then jumped up and ran downstairs, no doubt to find Rosalie. I looked out my window to see Emmet rush into a small copse of trees. Moments later, he rushed out, swinging Rosalie around and holding her to him while she laughed and held him tightly as well. He set her down and took her face in his hands, giving her a gentle kiss while she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. I smiled briefly, then went back to my couch. It seemed Rosalie would get her happily ever after, after all.

A/N: Ugh, I couldn't wait for you guys forever. Thanks for those of you who did review, and I'll try not to do that again. This chapter is dedicated to... EdwardandBellaLover. Now, because you don't seem to read these, please, read this part. I've already said, I don't know why I started so much earlier, I just did. I think I meant it as a preface, but just kept going. I'm about three chapters away from the main story plot, so stick with me. I will however, change the summary just for you. Now, the new dedication questions will be harder, with breaking dawn spoilers. I've read the whole thing already, so I know. Here's the first BD question. : What did Jacob nickname Renesmee after? Good luck!