A/N: NEW ARTISTS OF THE WEEK!

Lauryn Hill! –favorite song: Ex-factor! &

Christina Perri- favorite song: Arms!

The lyrics I used in one of the last paragraphs is from the album called "Lovestrong" by Christina Perri. The song is called "Arms," I would suggest you listen to the song.

Lyrics at end of story by Lauryn Hill, "Ex-factor". Beautiful song.

One More Sunny Day-

Alice smiled at me over her cup of coffee, allowing her nose to live in the crushed beans aroma. "It's a beautiful day." She looked at the sky, since we had a window seat in the little, convenient café across the street from her house. "Jasper has been accepted into Coronado's full-time Instructor position. He'll be teaching Navigation, and things of that caliber." She shrugged softly, her smile widening. "Of course, his ribs still need to heal. But his pension and my check will take care of us until then." Alice was a landscaping designer off base, and made an honest living out of it. Not enough to pay for their big white house and two Mercedes, though.

"Ali, if you ever need anything, I can promise to help." I laid a consoling hand over hers. I knew pension didn't pay so much. I had dealt with this sort of situation more than once with my foundation.

Her smile seemed to break as she shook her head. "I'm going to NSA and asking for some sort of bail out." Just a few weeks ago, she and Jasper were arguing over credit card bills and the increasing interest rate. I knew the money wouldn't come fast enough to allow every end to meet.

"No, Alice!" I sighed, pushing my coffee away. "I mean, I will loan you the money. You won't have to go through NSA." A proud woman like Ali would never allow herself to seek out aide or any sort of money that she felt she could make on her own. There was no telling what else Jasper went through, and men didn't always bounce back as quick as Emmett. "Between your cars, the house, and insurance you can't possibly think it will all get paid on its own."

"Don't worry, Bella. I have an inheritance I haven't even touched. If times get hard, I'll use it. You've got a little girl on your hands; you can use all the money you have on her." Alice reassured me, sipping her cup with a healthy gulp.

"Emmett refuses to let me pay for anything. He's even gone to extremes of paying my rent." I shook my head. "And I don't know what for. We haven't even had sex." I chuckled.

Ali spluttered her drink a little, blushing a deep scarlet. "You're talking like a SEAL now!" She smirked, knowing just who my influence was. "Perhaps he cares for you? You, it's not a completely alien thing for someone to really love you. Love does exist, no matter what the examples you've seen." Alice was right, I supposed. But I had never seen love, and so if I was in it, I would never know. "I can't wait to meet this Emmett. Any guy who pays your bills is a guy to keep in my book."

I smiled, looking down at my coffee once more. "No, in your book, if he buys you a Mercedes, he's a guy to keep." I peered out of the window at her bran new, shiny car. Jasper would give her anything she wanted in this whole world. She laughed outright at that, not denying one minute of it.

Dinner-

Emmett dropped Sophia off with the Gertrude's, as they had profusely called me to drop her off for their youngest daughter's slumber party. I knew Mrs. Gertrude was only worried about me and Edward, but I was glad that she was trying to help. One night without Sophie and her mile-a-minute dialogue would be healthy for me. And she did need to go out in the world with people of her own age, not just her old woman of an aunt. "Are you alright?" Em asked me from across the compact sitting area, the television turn on low, which was weird. Em liked his TV loud and right there with him.

I nodded, trying to push away the tears that were threatening to fall everywhere. "Yeah, I'm fine." I shrugged, not knowing what I was supposed to say to him. I was perfectly fine sitting there, watching him get all into the game- commentating snide remarks about the opposing team. "Just thinking about everything." I replied truthfully, even if he already knew everything on my mind. I could feel his eyes on me, piercing right through the walls I put up for insurance purposes. "Imagining how this is all going to play out." I shrugged, not meeting his hazel eyes. "What if my brother isn't going to be my brother, after all? I've seen these guys go in great and come out a monster. My brother isn't inhuman, he isn't any super exception! He's just a normal guy, whom is just as susceptible to psychological damage as any other." I admitted lowly, staring down at the Glamour magazine I picked up an hour ago at the café; I really wasn't one for fashion mags, but it was the last one on the shelf and I favored a quick read.

"Sometimes it's hard to realize that a person is only human, when before you could have sworn they were superheroes." I looked up at him, smiling my first lift of lips that day. "That's the thing about heroes, Bella. They do exist, but they're only human." He shut off the TV with a click of the remote and sauntered over to me; when he sat next to me, his body mass made an indentation in the cushions. He pulled me to him, covering my body with his arms. "I'm going to take care of you, Bellsie. I promise." He tilted my chin so that I looked directly up at him, being sprawled along on my back against his taut body.

Bellsie? I thought I'd never see the day. "You put your arms around me, And I'm whole." I whispered, fearing that I quoted a favorite song of mine too loud, it break the moment I had waited my whole life to be in. How long had I secretly wanted a man to hold me, and tell me he would take care of everything? I had waited to be a Rosalie for far too long- I felt like I had waited forever.

"That's what I like to hear." He smirked, taking my lips in a chaste kiss. "It's what I'm here for, to take care of you."

I smiled, rubbing his palm with my smaller fingers. Edward set up our correspondence, not intending on anything going further than a few kind words and helpful motivation. He meant for me to help his friend, of who could not help himself. "Edward set us up on Email to make sure you were alright and to have a little guardian to give you motivation to…live." I shrugged. It was what I summed up so far, but Edward was always full of surprises, a drawback indefinitely. "He wanted to give you someone who wouldn't judge or hurt you, someone to take care of your emotional needs- because he thought you needed it." I shook my head, suddenly realizing something. "But I was the one who needed all of that. I needed another person who was more than half-witted, with a morsel of humanity. I needed you." What Rosalie said about fate, and the cards of my fate that would come? [chapter 1] It had to be true, and it was something I could now understand and hopefully come to appreciate.

"You're a strong woman whom is never going to need another person. But I will be more than happy to be with you, for as long as you want me." My eyes were glossy at his beautiful words. God, was he real? Was this the real him, or was he going to change everything up one day? He had to be the leaving kind! The wretched kind that likes to toy and mess with a girl's mind for the hell of it! Emmett was just too perfect. "Stop thinking like that!" He demanded harshly, giving me a stern look.

"I'm not thinking anything." I shrugged, feigning a cool exterior.

He rolled his colored eyes. "Yes, you were. You were thinking about how fake this has to be, because it seems far too perfect." I didn't agree with his educated guess (or perhaps his impeccable mind-reading skills), nor did I deny that I was thinking exactly along those lines. "You get this wicked sour look, as if someone of a higher power just stole your best friend."

I peered up at him, I still beneath him. "If you're talking about God, I don't blame him for anything." Not like you, I almost added. When was the last time he called Him God? Obviously, if he didn't believe in his mystical ways of blessings and miracles, he didn't call him God. It was like calling your worst enemy your best friend- you just didn't do it. "I try not to think like that. It's just hard."

He nodded. "Lots of things in life are hard, Bella. This is nothing." He chuckled, pushing a strand of my hair away from my face. I always wanted my lover to do that to me, too.

And in such a moment, I felt like Sophia. Abandoned by the people whom were supposed to know me best. "Promise me you won't just leave me when I get too crazy?" his melodic laughter filled my usually empty apartment in a lovely fashion. He shook his head and kissed me, dispelling any fears I grew from my own wicked garden.

Cry for me, cry for me- You said you'd die for me. Give to me, give to me- Why won't you live for me?

A/N: How's that for some Em/Bella interaction?

Isn't he just a charming bit? Oh, I could just write a sappy dude like him all day!

Who else watched Thor and thought of just Navy SEAL Emmett, and not human Kellan Lutz? Me too!

Review, ladies and gentlemen.