I Don't Bite, I Swear by .o.O.o.Emmett.Is.Mine.o.O.o.

Chapter Fourteen... Explain

Kristina yawned loudly, looking around his room. "I'm not tired, though, Emm. I swear..." she practically pleaded, yawning yet again. Her eyes began to water, and she rubbed them tiredly.

"Kris, I'm not going to believe that, so just give it up already..." he told her, holding back a laugh with a grin. "Just try and get some sleep. It'll make me feel better."

That seemed to change her attitude. Only slightly, though. "But I don't have anything to wear," she told him, still trying to get out of sleep. She didn't think she'd be able to fall asleep in a house full of vampires, even if her life depended on it. She didn't think they would attack her or anything, it's just the thought that scared her.

He nodded at the bed he and Rosalie had bought many years ago. "Looks like Alice already took care of that." And he was right. Laid out on the bed was a pair of dark blue, silk pajamas. "And trust me, she got the size right, too. She's good at stuff like that."

Kristina groaned and picked them up. "Fine, I give. Just let me have a moment," she called over her shoulder as she walked into the bathroom. "I'm still human, this'll take a sec."

Emmett grinned wildly, mind racing. Kristina was going to stay with him. She wasn't going to run away, or curse him out and call him evil. She stood by him. Man, he just couldn't get over it all... She was amazing. He sat down on the bed and waited patiently for her, knowing every moment was well worth it.

There was some running water, and some shuffling, then she came out. Even though the clothes were a little loose, they looked perfect, highlighting her dark hair and eyes. Emmett had to force himself to look away, mentally berating himself for possibly staring...

He felt the bed shift beside him and moved his gaze to the girl he hadn't noticed. She was now sitting beside him, legs crossed and leaning back on her hands. She looked completely relaxed. "You alright, Emm?" she asked innocently. "That's, like, the third time I've caught you staring off into space. Not including the times you were listening to your brothers."

The boy flopped back on the bed, bouncing her beside him. "I've just been thinking a lot lately. You seem to do that to me... The others have noticed it, too."

She lay beside him. "Explain," she said, almost asking.

When he still stayed silent and unmoving, she began to worry. It wasn't the fact that he wasn't moving, she was quickly getting used to the whole idea of vampires. It was the look on his face. There was an underlying of fear, but what she noticed most was the anger. "Are Edward and Jasper thinking things about me again?" she joked, hiding her fear.

Emmett sat up quickly. "I don't know about Jasper, but Edward gave me a little insight. He says you're dead-set to get changed, even though I've already said no. What's that about?"

Kristina looked to the ground, guilty. "Like I said before," she started quietly, "you'll never be happy with a human. Can you imagine having to watch the one you love wither away? Can you imagine what it would be like for me? I would slowly grow older, while you stay young and handsome. I don't want to have to go through that, Emmett. I can't even imagine the pain."

His eyes hardened. "Well maybe you can imagine the pain of transformation? First there's the actual bite, which is painful in itself. Then there's the agony of the venom, coursing through your veins until it reaches every inch of your body. You're burning everywhere, inside and out. Last, your body has to go through the actual physical change. Everything becomes tougher, you're bones and skin stronger. Your teeth change, too." He paused to let that all sink in, but just as he was about to continue, she spoke up.

"I'm sure I could stand that if you were there," she whispered, not lifting her gaze.

"That's not the last of it," Emmett put in, his tone still sad and serious. "Everyone in this household feeds from animals, not humans. For a newly-turned, that's incredibly hard. Worse than that, actually. And if you think you could handle it, ask Jasper what it was like for him."

Kristina didn't know what to say; what to think. She was shocked by it all, and that was evident. She stared off into space as Emmett had done a bit before. But this time, she had a different look on her face. It was one of realization and fear.

The teenage boy with her sat in silence as he watched for her reaction. It wasn't his intention, but he realized she could very well run for her life right now. Maybe, for some unknown reason, the only reason she had stuck around was because she wanted to be changed...

He spoke, breaking the silence. "Kris, get some rest and think about it, alright? I swear I will change you if it's something that you truly want. Not until some other things happen first, though, alright?"

She nodded silently, not having control of her voice yet. She cleared her throat and shook her head, as though she was trying to dislodge some thought she no longer wanted. "I think sleeping on it sounds like a great idea," she said quietly, crawling over the bed and under the covers. Before she lay down, though, she turned and spoke to Emmett again. "I have a few things to say before I pass out. Most importantly, I'm not staying human. Now, regarding that, I'm not leaving you either; I'm here to stay. Last: I would love it if you were the one to change me, but I'm sure Carlisle would do it instead."

Emmett stared at her, his jaw nearly dropping.

She rolled over to lie on her side, turning her back to him. "Good night, Emm. Talk to you in the morning," she finished with a loud yawn.

There was a soft whimper in the dark. Emmett opened his eyes quickly, thinking something might be wrong. But, as he looked around the room, he saw nothing out of place. Just Kristina, sleeping in his bed. He heard the whimper again, and this time he realized the sound was coming from the tossing and turning girl.

"Hnn," she whimpered again, rolling onto her other side. She was having a nightmare, and an awful one at that. She gasped, still with her eyes closed.

The boy could do nothing watch as she rolled over repeatedly, whimpering every once in a while. He felt the fear rolling off of her, even though he didn't have Jasper's powers.

After watching her for a few seconds more, he stood from the chair he was sitting in and slowly walked over to her, careful not to make any noise whatsoever, which wasn't incredibly hard. Kristina whimpered again, louder, more pleading this time.

"Kris?" Emmett asked quietly, slowly sitting down on the bed beside her. She flinched away from the movement, whimpering again. His eyes softened and his dead heart cringed.

"Kristina? I'm right here," Emmett called quietly to her, rubbing her arm, trying to comfort her. But as soon as he touched her, she screamed and awoke, a look of utmost terror on her face. Emmett stood and backed away from her to give her some space.

She sat there, panting heavily for a few minutes, not speaking. Then, after she was under control again, she looked over at Emmett with pleading eyes. "Emm, come here," she pleaded. "I don't bite, I swear," she said jokingly, though there was very little humor in her voice.

He stayed where he was for a moment, obviously thinking things over carefully. Finally, he walked forward and sat down beside her on the bed. They were both silent for a while, and the air seemed ready to burst with the tension. Who would be the first to break it?