A/N: So all I ask on this one, is that you go into this with an open mind. It took me a long long time to get this one out, not to mention I have been busy as hell. Just keep an open mind and don't kill me. I actually really enjoyed writing it, oddly enough.

Rosalie

I stared out the window of my third floor dorm room, my perfect reflection looking back at me. The sun was shining brightly and I had to squint to look out over the campus from my perch. Students walked back hurriedly to their dorms or to their cars in anticipation for the long weekend.

I turned away from the window and sat down on my small twin bed, looking around the messy room. Books and clothes scattered the floor, empty food containers sat on my roommate's bedside table. I looked at my side of the room and everything was in perfect order, as usual.

The door opened and my roommate came in, jumping on her bed in the process knocking over the food-crusted plate that sat on the bedside table. I cringed and threw her a disgusted look but she didn't pay any attention to me.

She stretched out across her bed, her pigtails covering her plump face. She didn't move for a while and I thought she had fallen asleep until she sat straight up, staring at me. Her dark frame glasses fell down her nose and she pushed them back up, brushing her black hair out of her face. I looked at her face and noticed it was exceptionally pale today. She had done her make up very heavy with black eye shadow and black lipstick, as usual.

I looked her up and down, her attire was something you would find at a Marilyn Manson concert; black knee high boots, black fishnet stockings, a black skirt that was entirely too short for someone with her figure and a tight red shirt with some band name on it that I had never heard of.

"Jenny do you think you could clean up your side of the room," I said staring at the plate with the fork sticking to it that now sat on the floor.

"I can't right now, I have to finish packing. I am going home for the weekend," she said getting to her feet and rummaging through her closet. She threw a couple of shirts onto the bed and I scoffed.

I got up off my bed, headed out of the room and down the hall to Emmett's room. I wasn't about to sit another minute in that damn room with her. I don't know how I was placed with her as my roommate anyways; we were two completely different people. I pushed passed a couple making out in the hallway and stopped in front of Emmett's door, loud music blaring from behind it. I knocked loudly, waited but there was no response so I knocked again loudly and pushed the door open.

Emmett was standing in the center of the room in the middle of a full-blown air guitar solo. He jumped up and down, striking chords on his invisible guitar. I couldn't help but laugh at him, he always knew how to make me laugh. I headed over to the radio and turned it down. He turned around, a confused look on his face, but when he saw me, his face lit up.

"Hey baby," he said leaning over to me and kissing my cheek as I stood with my hands on my hips, a smile stretched across my perfect lips.

"Em, I think we should have gone home for the weekend," I said sitting in a chair near the closet. All I could think about was Emmilie and I hadn't heard anything from Carlisle since her last treatment two weeks ago. That was Emmilie's second attempt at the chemo and I was hopeful that this would be the one to push her into remission.

"Well , babe, it's a little late now," he said sitting down on the edge of his bed, folding his hands in his lap. "It's nearly three. We will never be able to get home in such short notice."

"I miss my family" I lied.

"Rose, you hate your family," he chuckled.

"I know but I haven't seen them in months and I am really starting to miss Jazz."

"I don't blame you, I really miss Alice, Edward and especially little Em. I miss her little smile and the way she used to laugh at me when we would play peek-a-boo. I wonder if she lost her hair yet" He said staring off out the window. I cringed at the thought of my baby with no hair. Emmilie had always had hair, she had been born with a full head of curly dark hair.

A faint noise interrupted my thoughts and I looked around the room to find the source. Emmett reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out his cell phone. It rang loudly once it was freed from his pocket and he answered it quickly.

"Esme," he said excitedly. He paused and began talking again. "Really?….. No, I wouldn't at all… Sure…..Alright you too." He put the phone back in his pocket and looked up at me again.

"What was that about?" I said crossing the room and sitting next to him on the bed.

"Emmilie is…." I stared at him in horror." She is going to need a bone marrow transplant," he said hanging his head. "Esme wants me to come home to check if I match. The rest of them are on their way up to Seattle right now."

I clutched my chest, and tears pooled in my eyes. I felt a sharp pain in my chest and knew it had to be my heart breaking. I knew I had agreed with the Cullen's to remain silent when it came to Emmilie but I couldn't help it. She was my flesh and blood and no matter how much I wanted to ignore it, I couldn't.

Emmett grabbed my hand and wiped the tears that fell from my cheeks. He kissed my cheek and wrapped his arm around me as I leaned my head on his shoulder. He swayed back and forth, his attempt to sooth me failing. Nothing could be done.

"Rose, it's ok sweetie, we will find her one," he said softly, nuzzling into my hair.

"She is so little, Em. She doesn't deserve to pay for her mother's mistakes," I sobbed.

"What do you mean?" Emmett said pushing my hair out of my face. I had slipped.

"Well, I mean…you know since her mother gave her up…I only assume her mother was….ashamed or something." I said trying to backtrack.

"Oh, yeah I know. I don't think I could ever give up my child like that," he said pushing my head into his chest. "She is so sweet. What kind of person would do that?" I squeezed my eyes shut, more tears falling down my cheeks. He would hate me if he knew.

"Esme said she already booked us a flight to Seattle," he said unwrapping himself from around me and standing up.

"Us? She bought us both tickets?" I said startled as I watched him pull clothes from the closet.

"Yeah, you are my girlfriend, Rose. You are like family," he said pulling his suitcase from the top shelf. He was the only one that considered me family, I knew exactly where everyone else stood on that.

"I wouldn't feel comfortable intruding on your family's privacy," I said trying to find an excuse. If I showed my face at that hospital, Edward would surely tell Emmett about her.

"Rose, you are coming with me, like it or not so go pack your bags or I will and you won't like what I pack because I am damn near colorblind," he said turning to me.

I started out of the room and back down the hall towards my room, my mind spinning. I couldn't show up without Edward going ballistic. The look in his eyes that night scared me. I had never seen that sort of rage before, let alone coming from Edward.

I could understand him being angry with me, I had just ruined his relationship with Bella and yet all I could think about was what she had that I didn't have. What attracted him to her? I was pretty, wasn't I? I stopped at my door, a boy in the hallway stared at me and I flipped my hair. He smiled at me and I smirked back as I headed into the room, completely satisfied. Of course, I was pretty. I turned into my room to see Jenny packing still. I sat down on the bed and watched her, as I got lost in my thoughts.

He had never wanted me and I couldn't figure it out. I was more attractive than most girls were, I was smarter than most of them as well and the results were still the same. I had done everything I could possible to make him want me, and yet he denied me every time. As much as I wanted Edward to fall in love with me, I found myself falling in love with Emmett and yet I couldn't overcome my obsession with Edward

"Babe, why aren't you packing?" Emmett said interrupting my thoughts.

"Emmett, really, I don't think it's a good idea…" He started towards my closet and threw the door open. Clothes flew off the hangers onto the floor and my mouth gaped open.

"Emmett! What are you doing?" I said running to pick the clothes up from the floor.

"Rose, I don't have time to argue with you. You need to be tested as well. We need all the samples we can get," he said.

I knew that once he set his mind to something, there was no changing it. Emmett was pigheaded and I knew when not to push him. I could only hope that Edward would understand what I was doing, and that I was only doing it to save Emmilie.

He pulled my suitcase out from the back of the closet, set it on the bed and began throwing clothes into it. I grabbed the clothes in the suitcase, folding them and setting them down in the suitcase. Emmett helped me pack quickly and he carried our luggage down to the jeep as I got into it slowly, trying to stall but he skid out of the parking lot as soon as I closed my door. I had mere hours before I had to explain myself to Edward, the father of my child or to Emmett, the love of my life.

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We landed in Seattle three hours later, Emmett pulling me behind him as we exited the gate to get our luggage. Esme was already waiting for us, our baggage already on a cart and she greeted Emmett with a warm hug. She looked at me and my heart raced. I was unsure of the reaction she was going to have to me but she smiled and hugged me gently.

"I am so sorry Rose," she whispered into my ear, the words brought tears to my eyes. She quickly pulled back and I held the tears back as Emmett grabbed my hand and pulled me off towards the car.

Once we were loaded into the car, we headed towards the hospital and my anxiety began to build. I hadn't come up with anything to say, the words escaped me. I had no reason or excuse to give to Emmett once Edward told him and I was certain Edward would tell him. He warned me and I had disobeyed him. All I could do was hope he would show me mercy.

We pulled into the large hospital's parking lot, it's lights shining brightly against the black background of the night. I clenched Emmett's hand as we entered the lobby, my heels clacking against the tile floors, and followed Esme to the elevator. I hated hospitals, damn near despised them. They were so white and sterile and smelled of death.

Once we were in the elevator, my anxiety reached an all time high. My chest was tight, my breathing shallow and my mind raced. I squeezed Emmett's hand tightly and he turned to me, a smile on his face. I was nervous to see Edward's reaction.

The elevator doors pushed open and I immediately caught a glimpse of Edward leaning against at the nurse's station, his back towards us. Emmett stepped out towards Edward, but I didn't move. He pulled my hand gently again but I was frozen stiff as I stared at Edward's back. He ran his hands through his hair, the habit he did when he was nervous.

Emmett pulled me harder and I nearly stumbled as I crossed into the hallway, my heels interrupting the quietness of the floor. Edward turned around abruptly, his gaze on me. I held my breath and closed my eyes in anticipation of the end of my life, as I knew it.

The hall was eerily quiet and I waited but Emmett released my hand and my eyes flew open. Emmett crossed the hall and embraced his brother and then Alice. Alice smiled at me from over Emmett's shoulder and she ran to me and hugged me. Her reaction startled me as I hugged her back.

"It's ok Rose," she promised me and I released the breath I was holding.

"How do you know?" I whispered.

"He is thinking about nothing but Emmilie. She is the most important thing right now and all we care about is getting her healthy." I looked up at Edward who was talking to Emmett. I caught his eye, but he wore a blank stare on his face.

Jasper appeared from around the corner and I ran to him as quickly as I could, a startled look on his face. I wrapped my arms around my brother's neck and sobbed softly into his shoulder. He patted my back softly and shushed me.

"Jasper, I am so happy you are here," I croaked.

"Of course I am here. I missed you," he said pulling back. "You ok?" he said as he pushed a tear off my cheek.

"Yeah, I think so. How is she?" I said quietly.

"She needs a donor Rose. Carlisle is in there talking to Dr. Pendergrass right now, so we are just waiting to get the go ahead."

We followed Esme into the waiting room down at the end of the hall. I sat next to Emmett and griped his hand so tight my knuckles turned white but I doubt it affected him any. I didn't dare look at Edward. I was far too afraid he would just burst into a fit of rage.

We sat in the waiting room for what felt like forever when Carlisle came in and sat next to Esme. He hugged her momentarily and turned back to the rest of us. He looked into all of our faces, a somber look on his face.

"Well they are ready for everyone," he sighed. "Who will go first?" he said looking around at all of us. I knew I wouldn't be needed because I was already tested. Emmett stood up and Carlisle nodded. I grabbed his arm nervously and he looked down at me and smiled.

"It's alright Rose, it's for Em," he said placing his finger under my chin and raising it so he could look into my eyes. "I will be fine." He leaned down kissed my cheek and followed Carlisle out of the room.

The whole family turned to look at me once Emmett was gone. Jasper came and took the empty chair next to me as I stared after Emmett. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I began to sob softly. Alice knelt in front of me and grabbed my hands in hers, a look of angst upon her face.

"This is entirely my fault," I said weeping into Jasper's chest. "I am a terrible person." I heard someone scoff and I could only assume it was Edward but he was right, I was.

"This is not your fault Rose," I heard Esme say. She was always so kind to me, even after everything, I had done to her family and I couldn't figure out why. She should loath me and want me out of her life and yet here she was comforting me.

"She is right," I heard Edward say and my head shot up in surprise.

"What?" I said quietly as I looked into his eyes, so much sadness flashed in them that it nearly hurt me to look into them.

"As much as I despise you Rose and everything you have done to me, THIS is not your fault. Emmilie being sick is no one's fault." I could not believe my ears and I furrowed my brow. I looked down at Alice, a small smile crept up at the corners of her mouth.

"Look Rose, don't expect this to be something that happens often, me sticking up for you. If anything you owe me a hell of a lot of apologizing," he said getting up from his chair and stepping to the window, staying quiet once more.

I had never realized how much of a selfish bitch I was until I saw him standing there, looking out the window, a single tear falling down his cheek. He was in pain, pain that I had caused him. I had taken so much from him in my selfish attempt at happiness. He seemed to age right in front of me, from a shy little boy into a strong young man.

I knew we would never work out, I knew he loved Bella and I knew she made him happy, just as Emmett made me happy. Edward would never love me and it had bothered me so much more than it should have, until now.

Every man in my life had always paid attention to me because I was beautiful, all except Edward. Edward saw past my looks and my fake personality that I always presented to people and he didn't buy into it. The unhealthy obsessed I had developed in high school had become nothing more than a habit that had carried on for years. It had become a challenge once Bella had come into the picture and once I saw the connection they had, I had to figure out a way to stop it.

I became utterly jealous that this small town girl could capture Edward's heart in ways I could never even dream and I pushed harder to get it. I pushed it so far I had run Bella off and out of his life, leaving him alone. My intense desire to have everyone love me ruined people's lives, including my own, starting with Emmett.. I had this wonderful person in Emmett who loved me with all of his heart, it wasn't enough for me, and now that I had realized what it meant to me, it might all come crashing down at any moment.

I had to tell Emmett the truth even if Edward didn't; I had to. Emmett deserved the truth and he deserved to know what kind of person he really loved. I was ready to assume full responsibility for my actions and tell him Emmilie was my daughter and that Edward was her father. Edward was Emmilie's father after one drunken night that I hadn't remembered much of in the first place.

I sat back in my chair, still leaning against Jasper, Alice taking her seat next to Esme. I closed my eyes and tried to remember that night, the night I had ultimately ruined Edward's life.

I didn't remember much of that night past going into the room with Edward. I saw Edward standing in the hall. Edward was stumbling around the hallway, looking in every door he could to find a place to sleep. Emmett of course helped him stand straight and I offered him my room and then…..then the memory stopped.

I remembered waking up the next morning, half-naked with a blanket covering me. I had a vague recollection of what had happened the night before as I looked down at my half-naked body.

Emmett had come in a couple of minutes later, a big smile on his face. He lay down next to me as I sprawled out on the bed under my blanket and I looked up at the ceiling, thinking about my first time that I hadn't remembered. He told me about how he had always loved me ever since the first time he saw me. He told me how much he wished I would be with him and how he would do anything for me.

I had never had anyone express their feelings for me so when Emmett told me those things that morning I started to cry. He didn't want me for my body, he didn't want me for my looks; He wanted me for me and nothing else.

"Don't cry Rose," he said as he leaned over me and caressed my cheek with his thumb. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but want to love him back. I broke down, and gave him a chance, as well as myself to love someone other than me. I gave him the chance and we started to see each other soon after.

Nearly three months after the party, I had missed my period, which wasn't uncommon, but I decided to get a pregnancy test. It tested positive but I decided to go to the doctor to make sure. He did confirm my fear and placed my conception to the time of the party. I hadn't slept with Emmett until nearly a month after the party so I knew it had to be Edward's baby.

I was afraid to tell Emmett, I was afraid to tell anyone but once Jasper found out, he told my parents. Mrs. Cullen found out and once she did, she ended up firing my father, hating me even more than she already did and sending Edward away to boot camp. I was pretty sure she didn't like the fact that I was seeing Emmett, I could see it in her face on the day we moved away. I had even heard her call me names under her breath many times and to other people but it never surprised me. She knew that once I left he would come and find me and be with me because he loved me.

Two years later and he still loved me, and I was still obsessed over Edward. The thought of now losing Emmett scared me, scared me more than Edward's rage. I leaned into Jasper's chest and began to cry again, this time tears for myself. Was this God's way of punishing me for my heinous acts of inhumanity? To strip me of all things I held dear to my heart?

I had been so afraid to commit to Emmett before and I had taken him for granted. We had only spent the last seven months together, such a short period of time because I was pigheaded, ignorant and obsessed with a fantasy that would never be. I had wasted such precious time with Emmett and now I was regretting it. I had to make things right, some how, some way.

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to Emmett's booming voice. I opened my eyes to see Emmett standing in the middle of the waiting room, a big grin on his face. I had fallen asleep in Jasper's lap and I got to my feet, hugging Emmett tightly. I looked around the room and noticed everyone else was sleeping and the sun was shining brightly through the large glass windows.

"Hey, hey!" Emmett said pushing back and looking at me. "What's that all about?"

"I missed you," I said leaning up and kissing his lips. I really and truly did miss him more than ever.

"I was only gone a couple hours," he said yawning. "Edward went in an hour ago and Alice and Jasper are next. Are you going in?" he yawned again.

"I already did," I said hugging him tightly again, not necessarily lying. This was going to take some getting used to.

We didn't stay much longer in Seattle after everyone had been tested. Emmett and I had caught the red eye back that night after I had said goodbye to Emmilie. It pained me to see her. The months of chemo made her skin pale and her thick curly hair to fall out. With the holidays around the corner, I knew I would see her again and soon. I contemplated transferring back to Washington for college, kicking myself for thinking Texas was a good way to go.

Thanksgiving came around nearly a week later and we headed back to Seattle. The sterile hospital becoming our second home. Esme had rented an apartment just a block from the hospital where she would stay while she was here. The chemo and tests continued while we waited for more news in the apartment. We spent Thanksgiving in the hospital cafeteria where no one spoke. It was the most awkward Thanksgiving I had ever been to but I was near my daughter and I couldn't imagine being anywhere else.

I decided to go back to Forks for a couple days to spend with my parents and Jasper before we all headed back to our schools, Jasper back to New Hampshire, Emmett and I back to Texas. I left Emmett in Seattle with his family as I headed back home to Forks dismally. My family was not exactly the perfect family and it showed that by the way my parents handled our issues.

My parents knew the Cullen's had taken Emmilie but had refused to see her and begged me to do the same. They wanted to be done with it. Once I had told my mother about Emmilie's illness, she refused to speak about it. I hated the fact my parents could just sweep the whole thing under the rug, as if nothing happened, as if I was never pregnant and as if Emmilie never existed. It wasn't so easy for me to forget and I couldn't be around them when they acted that way. I headed back to Texas earlier than planned and waited for Emmett who came home the next day.

We resumed classes the following Monday as we prepared for winter break, that was only a couple of weeks away. I studied harder than ever, hoping to distract myself from Emmilie. I filled my days with books, term papers, and shopping for Christmas gifts.

I worried more with each passing day, hoping that one of us was a match to her. I called Carlisle, what seemed like nearly everyday, in hopes he would have news. The weeks until Christmas seemed to drag on at a painfully slow pace and my anxiety was enough to kill me.

The last week before break, I focused on my classes, studying anything and everything I possibly could. I tried to study in my room but Jenny was offering up more distractions than I would have liked. She kept the radio loud with music you couldn't even understand. It was nothing but loud screaming rock music, which definitely wasn't my type of music.

"Jenny, do you think you could turn down the radio?" I said turning from my math textbook to see her lying on her stomach on the bed. She was banging her head to the beat with her eyes closed.

"JENNY!" I nearly yelled this time at her. She turned to me quickly, giving me an annoyed look.

"What?" She scowled at me.

"Can you turn the music down?" I said staring at her but instead she turned back to her books ignoring my request.

I scoffed, gathered my books and headed down to the library. I never studied there but at this point, I needed the quiet to think. I grabbed my jacket from the closet and headed across campus towards the library just as the sun was setting, casting pink and oranges across the sky. I loved winter when the days were shorter and much cooler. It was definitely a change from Washington but I loved it here.

I pushed past the crowds of students loitering on the library steps, huddled together to shelter each other from the wind that was whipping through the courtyard. They were all talking loudly and laughing as I climbed the steps and pulled open the large wooden door that lead to the library. A warm gust of air hit me as soon as I stepped into the building taking the slight chill away.

I made my way over to the corner of the library even though there hardly anyone in the library, I wanted to make sure I was going to be left alone. I set my books down on a round wooden table and looked around the desolate library. Finally, the peace and quiet I had been looking for. I pulled my jacket off, hung it on the back of the chair and took a seat. I opened up my books and began to read again, but I kept reading the same paragraph repeatedly, unable to take in the words. I kept getting distracted by my own thoughts of Emmilie. I was never going to be able to study, no matter where I went.

I stayed in the library until they kicked me out and headed back to my room. Once outside, the cool winter air chilled me to the bone, making me shiver and run hurriedly back to the warmth of my room. I passed by Emmett's room on my way to my own and smiled. I hadn't seen him all day but that was partially my fault. I was ignoring him to a point. He had a tendency to make things worse when it came to distractions.

I opened the door to my room to find that Jenny was gone finally; where to, I didn't care. I tossing my books onto the desk, changing into my pajamas and snuggled down into my lumpy bed to try for some sleep for the upcoming finals I had coming this week.

I finished the rest of the week out passing all of my exams but not as well as I would have liked. My last exam was Thursday afternoon and I planned to be back in Forks by Thursday night. After my exam, I headed back to my room to pack for the near month winter vacation. I entered my room, which was quiet; Jenny had already packed and left yesterday.

I heard a knock at my door and Emmett's head appeared from behind the door, a smile on his face. I smiled back at him and turned back towards my closet, pulling clothes off the hangers and laying them on the bed.

"Hey gorgeous," he said plopping down on the bed next to my suitcase. He grabbed my arm and pulled my onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me.

"Hi," I said snuggling into his arms. He pushed the hair out of my face and kissed my forehead tenderly.

"Are you almost ready to go?" He pulled me closer into his chest and I sighed in contentment.

"I would be if you hadn't come in here and distracted me," I said wriggling in his arms.

"Alright, alright," he said loosening his grip on me and I climbed out of his lap to finish packing.

I finished packing the rest of my belongings into my suitcases as Emmett sat on the bed and watched me. Once I put the last item of clothing on top of pile, I zipped the suitcase up and set it on the floor. I gathered a few more things and we grabbed my luggage, heading down towards the parking lot where the jeep was parked. I climbed into the front seat while Emmett put my luggage into the back. I fidgeted nervously in my seat, excited to go home for Christmas and I hoped that Edward wouldn't react with hostility.

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Carlisle was waiting for us at the gate once we had landed in Seattle and he escorted us to baggage claim to help us find our luggage. Emmett and Carlisle talked about something while I trailed behind them, rolling one of my suitcases behind me. I picked my trench coat up that was lying on top of my bag and slipped it on before headed out through the automatic doors.

It was pouring down as usual in Seattle and luckily, I had changed out of my red velvet heels and into a pair of black leather heels. They didn't match with my outfit as well as the red ones but I wasn't about to ruin them by getting them wet. I pulled the jacket over my head as we headed for Carlisle's Mercedes.

I climbed into the backseat as quickly as I could and pulled off my jacket while Carlisle and Emmett put the luggage into the trunk. Emmett climbed in beside me and shook out his damp hair, water droplets hitting me in the face.

We pulled into the hospital parking lot and headed up to Emmilie's room. Esme was sitting in the chair, holding Emmilie and reading her a story. I nearly cried when I saw Emmilie, a small pink scarf with white hearts covered her little head. There was no sign of her hair; it was all gone. I stood in the doorway for a few seconds while Emmett wandered over to Esme and knelt in front of her.

"Hey Little Em," he said, tugging gently on her bare foot. Her pale face lit up, a small giggle escaping her tiny mouth.

"Emmm," she mumbled. "Emmmm….uhhh," she tried again. Emmett grinned widely as she tried to say his name.

"She can talk," he said standing up and turning to Carlisle.

"She's been talking for a couple weeks," Esme said softly, closing the book and setting it on the side table. Carlisle sat down on the cot and I took a seat next to him as I watched Emmilie.

"She's been doing really well. I have been working with her for weeks," Carlisle said smugly.

"Where is everyone else?" Emmett said turning to Carlisle.

"Edward and Alice are still in Forks. The doctor's said we can take Emmilie home for a while, at least until her next round of chemo. We are going to stay the night here in Seattle and pick Jasper up from the airport in the morning then head home."

"Emmilie finally gets to come home," Esme said snuggling against her. "Edward and Alice are decorating the house for Christmas. I can't wait to bring her home for awhile," she said looking at me.

We all headed back to the apartment with Emmilie, the first time she had been released since she had been admitted nearly four months ago. Emmett set up in the living room while I set up in one of the guest rooms and fell asleep early; Everything was catching up with me all at once and was exhausted. I was asleep the second my head hit the pillow.

The next morning we followed Esme to the airport where she picked up Jasper and then headed back to Forks. Jasper and I had decided that it was best not to tell our parents that we had come back yet so I could spend sometime with Emmilie.

We pulled into the Cullen driveway a little after one and we parked the cars in the garage. I was nervous to go into the house knowing that Edward was going to be in there and not knowing what his mood was. Emmett pulled our luggage from the trunk of the car as I pulled my jacket up and over my head, ready to run towards the house.

"Emmett, can you bring that suitcase into the house?" I said pointing to the large suitcase, he had set down on the concrete. "That one has the presents," I said smiling and turning towards the house.

I ran quickly across the driveway, my heels digging into the gravel and mud as Emmett trailed behind me walking at a slow pace. I made it up to the porch right as Carlisle had opened the large front door. Esme jogged up behind Emmett, Emmilie in her arms covered with Esme's jacket. I stepped inside the warm house, Esme and Emmett stepping in after me and I set my jacket on a chair near the door. I could smell pine and I knew there had to be a tree around here somewhere.

"Hello! We are home," Carlisle yelled, his voice echoing off the walls. I heard a squeal and Alice came barreling around the corner and ran right for Emmett who lifted her from the ground, spinning her in a circle.

"Emmett!" Alice squealed into his ear.

"Hey Al," he said setting her down onto the floor. Alice, once released from Emmett's grip, ran to Carlisle and hugged him as well.

"Hi Rose," she said over Carlisle's shoulder, giving me a big grin.

"Hi Alice," I smiled at her. Edward appeared in the entryway, a smile on his face as he looked over his family members. He looked at me and I tensed up, the smile disappearing from his face. I held my breath, waiting for his reaction but he just nodded and hugged Emmett. I took his nod as one of peace and I released my breath quietly, trying not to show my nervousness.

Everyone headed into the living room, which was decorated for Christmas. A large Christmas tree, which had to be ten feet tall, stood in the far corner of the room. It was decorated with what had to be hundreds of tiny white lights, silver balls and small red ribbons randomly placed. A large silver star on the top of the tree completely the look that looked beautiful. Piles and piles of presents sat underneath the tree, all colorful and wrapped perfectly. It looked like a scene from a store window; Alice had really outdone herself.

I went back into the entryway where Emmett had left my suitcase and I rolled it into the living room, setting it down on the floor near the tree. Everyone watched me as I pulled out present after present and set them under the tree.

"Rose, dear, you really didn't have to do that," Esme said, resting her hand on my shoulder. I looked up at her and smiled.

"I wanted to do something nice for everyone," I said happily. I didn't want to tell them I had only done it to keep my mind off Emmilie, but it was another reason I had gone out and bought all these extravagant presents.

I got to my feet and set the now empty suitcase against the wall. Emmett picked up Emmilie, trying to be as gentle with her as he could which was surprisingly careful. She smiled at him and grabbed for his face, her small hand running down his large cheek. Seeing Emmett with her made me want to cry, he was also so good with her. I sat with Emmett on the couch for what felt like forever, holding Emmilie, listening to her giggle and watching her play with her doll.

A wrenching feeling formed in my stomach as I watched Emmilie, her dark hair gone, her once rosy cheeks now pale white. I was tired of waiting, waiting to hear if she was better, waiting to know if she would be better any time soon. I was nervous and afraid for her. She was a baby and she didn't deserve to have this terrible disease or be stuck in that damn sterile hospital, unable to do anything more than just be a baby.

"Maaaaammuuhhh," she cooed as she sat in Emmett's life. My eyes lit up as I watched her, my baby was talking and she knew whom I was. I smiled at her as she reached up towards me.

"Oh, Carlisle, she knows who I am," Esme said sweetly from behind me as Emmilie reached for her and Esme picked her up and snuggled her into her chest. I then realized she had seen Esme and was calling for her, and not for me. My throat tightened as I fought back the tears that threatened to flow from my eyes. I hung my head for a moment in an attempt to compose myself, taking in deep breaths.

"Dinner is ready everyone," Esme said, kissing Emmilie's pale cheek. Emmett immediately jumped up and headed towards the kitchen, ignoring my sudden change in mood. I was glad for Emmett's obliviousness sometimes. I took my time getting up from the couch and followed behind Jasper as he headed for the kitchen. He saw me out of the corner of his eye and he pulled me aside in the living room.

"Rose, are you ok?" he said holding my arm gently. I sniffled a bit and rubbed my nose, hoping the tears didn't start again. I took another deep breath before I spoke again.

"Jasper, I just don't know if I can do this anymore," I said leaning against the wall and closing my eyes.

"Rose, you have to do this for her." He said putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Jazz, she called Esme, Mama." I said folding my arms. He leaned closer to me and whispered.

"If you hadn't notice, she is her mother, Rose."

"That is MY daughter," I said gritting my teeth together, my anger rising in my stomach.

"Rosalie," he said callously, "you lost your right to call her your daughter the day you handed her to someone else to raise." He narrowed his eyes at me.

"What? Are you saying I shouldn't have given her up?" I whispered through my teeth.

"No, what I am saying is this; you gave her up, and you gave up your rights to her. Esme is her mother and you need to let Esme be her mother."

"Jasper, why are you being so insensitive? I am still her mother."

"You are right, you are her biological mother, that doesn't make you a mother," he said and I stumbled back in shocked. How could he be so hurtful? I stood opened-mouthed in front of him, unable to put a complete sentence together.

"Look Rose, I love you and you are my sister but you are so damn selfish sometimes. This world doesn't revolve solely around you," he said turning around and heading into the kitchen.

I stood on the other side of the wall, shocked at Jasper's hurtful words. No matter what happened I would always be her mother and I would always care. I hated to admit it but he was right about me being selfish; I was being selfish. I had given Emmilie up, I had given her to Esme and Carlisle and they were her parents now and I had no rights to her. They were generous enough to even let me see her.

Edward rounded the corner, interrupting my thoughts, and I straightened up quickly, wiping the tears from my eyes. He looked me up and down and continued out of the living room and out the front door. I took a couple deep breaths and headed into the kitchen to eat dinner, a fake smile plastered on my face.

I sat down at the table next to Emmett and he rested his hand on my leg, smiling at me as he shoveled food into his mouth. I picked at the food that sat on my plate, my appetite had suddenly disappeared, right a long with support from my brother.

"Where did Edward go?" Emmett said looking around the kitchen.

"He went to go meet up with Tanya," Alice said. She rolled her eyes as she said the name.

"Who is that?" Emmett said taking another bite.

"Some….girl he has been hanging around with from school. She volunteers at the hospital in the children's ward." Alice said pushing her food around her plate.

"He's got a girlfriend, huh?" Emmett said smirking.

"NO!" Alice said loudly, throwing her fork down on the plate, a loud clanking noise ringing throughout the quiet house. She pushed her chair back, it scrapped loudly on the tile floor, and stomped out of the room.

"What's her problem?" Emmett laughed. I looked down nervously into my lap, knowing full well why Alice was upset. Bella was Edward's only girlfriend. I touched his shoulder lightly and shook my head and his face went serious. I hadn't realized it until now but I had hurt Alice as well. I took away her best friend.

We sat at the table quietly and no one else said another word. It was the most awkward dinner I had ever had with this family and I sat there quietly, knowing this fight was about me. Everyone at the table had known it as well; all except Emmett. I touched Emmett's arm again, ready to go home and he nodded at me, knowing my request.

"It's getting late and I think we should probably be getting me home," I said turning to Carlisle and Esme and they both nodded. I pushed my chair back and Emmett followed me as I headed towards the door. I picked up my coat from the chair and placed it over my head as Emmett' lead me out the door, the rain pouring down on us as we raced across the driveway towards the garage.

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I had second thoughts about returning to the Cullen house after what had happened with Alice. I had hoped that she wouldn't have held what I had done against me, but I knew I was being foolish. I was actually somewhat jealous of what Alice and Bella had together.

I had decided that I would spend a couple days with my family, even if Jasper spent his time with Alice. I couldn't stand my mother for more than five minutes, so I found myself out and about the tiny town of Forks, in every store that I could find that didn't sell outdoor equipment.

I ended up in this small bookstore, one of two bookstores in the town, searching for a book on leukemia. I walked up and down the aisles, looking at book titles aimlessly, in no hurry to find a book on leukemia in such a small store.

When I hadn't found what I was looking for, I decided I would head back home, slowly of course. I dreaded going home to my mother who liked to pretend that nothing was wrong. She was at home baking gingerbread cookies and hanging the normal festive holiday decorations. It was Christmas, but it felt nothing like Christmas should. We still had no word about Emmilie and if any of us were a match to her. If anything, this was the worst Christmas ever.

I stopped at one of the only lights in town and waited for the light as trucks made their way into town from the highway to make their weekly delivers to the stores. I stared out the window at an elderly couple that walked slowly across the street with each other and I sighed. I wanted to grow old with Emmett but I was so scared of what Edward would do.

A car pulled along side me, music blaring loudly and I, for some reason, became extremely annoyed. The music boomed loudly through my cracked window and I was on the verge of yelling at the person to turn it down. I waited for a couple seconds, waiting for the music to fade down but it never did. I turned back to the car and was about to open my mouth when I stopped suddenly, my mouth hanging open in shock.

In the other car was Bella, sitting in her car, a smile spread across her face as she spoke. I leaned forward, trying to see whom she was talking to when I spotted a very handsome guy sitting in the passenger seat. I quickly sat back and gripped the steering wheel tightly, hoping she hadn't seen me. The light changed and I speed through it, my tires squealing as I tore off down the street back to my house.

My mind raced as I tried to understand what I had just seen. Bella was home. When had she gotten home? Who was that guy she had riding with her? How long was she here for? I wanted to reach into my purse and call Alice to let her know but once I had picked up the phone, I had decided it was not such a great idea.

I pulled into the driveway of our home and I got out, racing up the walkway into the house. The house smelled of pine trees and gingerbread, just as I had suspected and I raced through the house and into my room, slamming the door behind me. I threw myself on my bed face down and racked my brain for answers.

I sat on my bed, for what must have been hours, when I heard a knock at the door. The door opened and Jasper appeared, a smile across his face. He was wearing his black jacket and looked ready to go out. His smile disappeared when he saw my face, my brow must have been furrowed as I was lost in thought.

"Rose, what's wrong this time?" He folded his arms in front of him, a look of annoyance on his face. I don't blame him for being annoyed with me; it seemed like I was on an emotional rollercoaster lately.

"Jazz, do you promise not to say anything if I tell you?" I said leaning forward on my bed, pulling my knees into my chest. His face grew serious and he crossed the room, taking a seat at the edge of my bed. I hung my head and he rested his hand on my knee.

"You know I wouldn't do that," he said leaning down to look into my face.

"Jazz, Bella is back," I said quietly. I felt his fingers tighten around my knee and I looked up.

"Bella is back?" he repeated and I nodded. He let go of my knee and sat back, looking down into his lap nervously.

"Please don't tell Alice," I said leaning forward.

"Rose, Bella is Alice's best friend. She should know that she is home," he said turning back to me.

"I know, and believe me, she will know but….but there is something I have to do first." I said reaching for my bag.

"What are you doing Rosalie?" He said sitting up straight and growing rigid.

"Trust me on this, Jazz," I said as I pulled out my cell phone and began to dial.

"Rosalie, I think you have a bad track record for that," he said grabbing for my phone.

"Please Jasper, just this once, just….trust me," I said as I put the phone to my ear and listened to it ringing.

"Hello?"

"Bella? Don't hang up, this is Rosalie." There was silence except for heavy breathing. "We need to talk."

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed it, if not I am sorry. It gives you a bit of insight into the one and only Queen B**** who isn't such a B at all. Review it....I shall wait eagerly for your responses, good and bad....Be nice! I guess I don't have to warn most of you, you tend to be nice to my poor little heart.

Thanks Gabby for the support, you are awesome and I do heart you! Couldn't have finished it without you cheering me on.

~J