Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or You're Beautiful. But the cookies are mine. Ha.

My life is brilliant. My love is pure. I saw an angel. Of that I'm sure.

The boom box was blaring, and Emmett began to sing. His voice was rough, and he was off-pitch, but it was the sweetest thing he had ever done.

"You're beautiful. You're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true." Rosalie blushed, a faint pink crawling across her flawless skin.

"I saw your face in a crowded place, and I don't know what to do, 'cause I'll never be with you." All of us girls had tears welling in our eyes, Alice and I started trilling out a chorus of 'aww's.

"Rosalie," Emmett boomed over the music. "You may not love me, and you may hate me after what happened at the dance- sorry about that, Eddy!" He turned to Edward, who was barely visible in the window.

"No problem!" Edward shouted back. Rosalie grinned, tears threatening to spill.

"I know you deserve someone better than me, and you'll find that guy…someday. But I just want you to know," his face was absolutely serious, his eyes wide and sincere. "You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met, inside and out. I love you, Rosalie Hale, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Rosalie had covered her mouth with her hand, too stunned to speak. Emmett began to sing again to the song.

"You're beautiful. You're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true." He stared longingly up at the goddess he was serenading.

"There must be an angel with a smile on her face, when she thought up that I should be with you." He smiled up at me, winking. I grinned.

"But it's time to face the truth, I will never be with you." His smile disappeared, and he lowered his head, turning the boom box off.

Tears were pouring out of Rosalie's eyes, trailing down her cheeks like rivers of silver. As Emmett turned to leave, she shouted, "Wait! Emmett!"

He spun around, and she leaned as far out of the window as she could without falling. "Don't go," she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. "Don't leave. I love you, too."

The happiness on Emmett's face was contagious. I couldn't help but smile, smile at my goofy brother for doing something so Emmett, that it won over the girl he loved.

He dashed up the trellis on the side of the house, and planted his lips on hers. She wrapped her arms around him, nearly pulling him into the room. Alice and I started applauding, and Edward let out a 'whoop'!

A chuckling near the door startled us causing everyone to whip around to see the source.

Carlisle and Mrs. Cullen, who kept fervently asking me all evening to call her Esme, stood in the doorway, robes wrapped around their pajamas.

"Well, this boy certainly knows how to charm a young lady. But may I ask who he is?" Carlisle asked, a bemused look on his face.

I giggled. "This is Emmett, my big brother."

Carlisle and Esme walked across the room, and each shook Emmett's hand.

Esme looked at him with a motherly fondness. "Would you like to come in Emmett? There are some cookies downstairs. Oh, my," she shuddered. "It's freezing out. Come in, quickly. We don't want you to catch a cold."

Much too nimbly for someone so large, or related to me, Emmett sprang into the room, landing neatly next to Rosalie. She smiled up at him lovingly, and he took her hand in his.

We followed Carlisle and Esme down to the kitchen, where she shoved a huge plate of cookies in front of us, and started pouring seven glasses of milk. I grabbed a cookie, and munched on it while Carlisle was telling an anecdote from his days in medical school.

Everyone was in tears by the end of the story, clutching their sides from laughing so hard. Esme started fussing over Emmett's hair, how he should really get it out of his face so everyone could see his pretty eyes. He just laughed and smiled, and I knew Mrs. Cullen reminded him of his mother, before cancer.

Carlisle started on another story, capturing the attention of Alice, Edward and I. Rosalie was comparing hairstyles for Emmett with Esme, and I knew he was enjoying every minute of it.

"And then he just ripped off his pants and started running around The Commons naked, shouting, "Grr! I'm the cookie monster! Rargh! Well, then the campus police showed up…"

I looked over and noticed Esme eyeing me thoughtfully. I realized that Edward's arm was around my waist, and every few seconds he would kiss my head, my neck, my cheek. I blushed, and she smiled.

She gave me the same fond look she was giving Emmett, and I felt a surge of happiness flow through me. I had never had a mother, and for her to already look upon me like a mother would, well, the feeling was unexplainable.

"Well, I should be heading home. I didn't exactly tell Charlie I was going out." Emmett stood up, and went to shake hands with Carlisle. "Thanks for not calling the cops on me, sir. That would've been awkward when my dad showed up."

"No problem." They smiled, then Emmett turned to Esme. She wrapped him in a very maternal hug, and started fussing at him again, "Now, go to bed a soon as you get home, you need your energy. And drive safely, don't speed. And take some cookies with you," she thrust a plate into his hands. "There."

Carlisle laughed. "Don't smother him dear, you just met him. Have a safe trip, Emmett."

"Thanks so much for everything. Especially the cookies. See everyone later. Bella," he turned to me, in full blown big-brother-mode now. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He had a stern look on his face, and I knew he was truly concerned for me.

I laughed. "There's not too much you wouldn't do, Brother-bear."

"Touché. But you know what I mean. No drugs, no beer, no tattoos." He raised his eyebrows at Edward, hinting at his other restriction, then smiled and waved to everyone. Rosalie walked with him out to the truck.

"Well, kids, we're going to bed. Don't stay up too late." Carlisle left the room with a smile, but Esme hesitated. She placed her hand on my head, just briefly, then followed Carlisle, with a 'goodnight'. I could hear her cooing on and on about Emmett all the way up the stairs.

From that point on, even though the words were never spoken, I knew Emmett and I had been accepted into the Cullen family.

Whoo! Another chapter! YAY! Sorry it's short. I nearly did Check Yes Juliet or Fall For You, but I finally decided You're Beautiful would be the easiest to write around. I really hope you liked it! And to voldemortperfumes, I listened to the song you suggested, Niki FM, and it was perfect for the story, but I decided it would be too slow and hard for Emmett to sing. But it was really good. And thanks to Kelsey for pointing out my error. I'm such a spelling nazi among my friends, so the correction is appreciated. I can't beleive I missed that.

R&R PLEEZ!

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