Time: 4:34AM (PST)

I think we deserve a little more Emmett and Rosalie time. Because you know… Bella can get really tiring. LoL.

Enjoy.

I got school in 4 hours. Greeeeeeeat…. (do you hear the sarcasm? Cuz' if you don't… wow man… wow.)

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"Get Bella upstairs and trade clothes," Edward commanded.

"Why should I?" I hissed. "What is she to me? Except a menace - a danger you've chosen to inflict on all of us."

I glared at the Bella, who was cowering behind Edward. I had every mind to just offer her to James and finally get rid of her.

"Rose…," Emmett murmured into my ear, putting one hand on my shoulder.

I shook it off.

Edward calmly turned away, "Esme?"

"Of course," she agreed.

I glared as Esme swooped Bella into her arms and dashed up the stairs.

Edward didn't say anything else before he turned to go into the garage.

Emmett remained at my side.

"Rose," he started, "you can't continue acting this way towards Bella."

"But-," I was mildly shocked.

"No, we have to accept that she is with Edward," he told me, "she's family… we protect family."

I sighed and stubbornly glared down at the floor.

"I swear, if you get hurt protecting that damn girl… I'm going to-" I couldn't even finish my sentence, just the thought of him getting hurt because of her made me both angry and terrified.

Emmett gently put his hand under my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"Nothing is going to happen to me," he assured me.

"But-"

"We just have to accept that this thing is bigger than the both us."

He kissed me gently on the lips before turning to leave. Before he can get any further I quickly grabbed his hand.

"You're wrong you know," I whispered as I pulled him into me as close as possible, wrapping my arms around his waist making sure he wasn't going anywhere. "Nothing in this world is bigger than the both us."

Emmett began to gently caress my cheek with the back of his hand, I closed my eyes at the burning feel of his touch, "Rose, you know you will always be the center of my world."

He leaned in and kissed me deeply. For a moment we pulled away; eyes closed, foreheads pressed against each other.

"Please, don't die," I joked, but secretly begging.

I could feel Emmett's gentle smile.

"I won't," he chuckled before kissing me again.

* * *

Esme and I were left behind while everyone went their separate ways.

Esme and I were in charge of protecting Charlie, Bella's father.

We were stationed right outside, prompted up on a tree not far from his house.

"Renee, please call me as soon as possible," he begged helplessly, "it's about Bella."

I notice Esme frown, "this must be hard for him, he thinks he's losing a daughter."

I remained silent, silence is always best if you're afraid you'll saying something to your mother that you will soon regret.

"Rose, are you listening?"

I was forced to talk.

"How do you know how he feels?" I said coldly, unintentional of course.

"Because," she said calmly, "I'm a parent."

What an obvious answer.

"This is just a fraction of what Edward must feel," she continued.

I felt my jaw tightened.

"I know this has to be hard for you Rose. But, you must understand how it must feel like losing someone you love."

"And you don't think I understand?" my voice was smooth but had a slight edge to it. "Or did you forget how I almost lost Emmett once."

I didn't bother look at her. I knew she was my mother and all, but how dare she say I "must understand."

"Honey, that was so long ago."

"Doesn't mean I don't think about it."

"Rose, I'm sorry," I could hear the regret in her voice, "I shouldn't have mentioned it."

She was right, she shouldn't have mentioned it.

"You know," I said softly, "it's been almost fifty years since it happened."

"It must have been hard for you."

"Yeah… It was…"

* * *

"Emmett!" I yelled from downstairs, "Hurry up! If you haven't noticed the burning in my throat! I'm so thirsty, I can eat an elephant."

"Yuck," I heard Emmett say as he descended from the stairs, "I've had elephant before, when we were in Africa on vacation, they do not taste good."

"It was an expression," I said rolling my eyes, "lets go."

* * *

I just finished draining my fourth buck.

As I rose to my feet I smiled slightly, satisfied that the burning was now gone.

"You ready to head back home?" I heard Emmett ask from behind me.

"Yeah, I promised Alice we would go into town and shop," I groaned.

He chuckled, "I'm sorry you are going to have to live through that."

"You and me both babe."

Emmett and I began running back towards the house. Just about twenty miles within our run something or someone came into view.

We both stopped abruptly, about a hundred yards away from the figure.

"Is that?" I began, "an old woman?"

"I think it is."

Emmett took my hand and at human pace made our way towards the woman.

"Are you lost?" Emmett asked.

The small woman's face was covered by a black hooded cloak.

Which was very peculiar. Who in the world wore that?!

"Actually," her voice was brittle but sweet, "I'm looking for someone."

"Who?"

"You."

"Us?" I asked surprised.

"Not you dear… him," a long, pale, boney finger emerged from her cloak, only to point at Emmett.

She turned her head slightly, and the sun reflected on a portion of her face. My eyes grew in shock as I saw a glint of her dark burgundy eyes.

Instinctively I pushed Emmett behind me and was in my crouch growling furiously, "who are you?"

Emmett was a little slow on the intake, "Rose? What are you doing?"

"Emmett. Don't. Move," I ordered, "I said who are you?"

The old woman finally removed her hood, only to reveal snow white long hair, a sweet smile and her burgundy eyes.

Emmett was finally catching on and began to growl. I knew at any moment he would try to protect me.

"Remember what I said," I told him.

He did as he was told and stayed behind me.

"Don't make me ask again," I told the old woman.

Her sweet smile only grew, "you must be very strong."

I growled louder, furious that she ignored me as she looked directly into Emmett's eyes.

"I can give you a gift," she said humbly, "you'll be a thousand times stronger than you are now."

"I don't want anything you're giving," Emmett said coldly.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that," she said, "but it seems like you have no choice."

Suddenly her burgundy eyes flashed green for a split second before returning to it's original color.

THUD!

Without a second thought I spun around, only to find Emmett laying unconscious on the ground.

"Emmett?!" I practically shrieked.

He laid on the dirt ground unmoving, he didn't look like he was in pain.

"What did you do to him?!" I spun around only to find nothing.

I was alone and the woman was gone.

I fell to my knees, "Emmett? Wake up. Emmett? Please."

I began to gently slap him trying to force him awake.

I began to shake uncontrollably letting out dry sobs, "Baby, baby c'mon please! Wake up!"

I continued to slap him.

"Rosalie!" I heard someone yell from deep inside the forest.

I recognized that voice, it was Alice.

"Alice?" I first whispered, "Alice? Alice! Alice! I'm over here! Help! Please!"

In seconds Alice was at my side, followed by Edward and Jasper.

"What happened to him?" Alice asked as she fell to the ground next to me. "I saw him pass out."

All three of them looked worried. But, none were as close to insanity as I was.

"I-I can't hear anything," Edward said in shock.

"What?!" I looked up at him my face filled with concern. "He's… He's not…" I couldn't even say it.

"No, I don't think so," Jasper said, "We should take him to Carlisle."

Jasper was just about to pick Emmett up off the ground.

"No!" I exclaimed, "I got him."

I swooped him into my arms and began to run towards the house.

* * *

I laid him on the on the couch gently.

"Rose what happened?" Esme asked as she watched her youngest son lay unconsciously on her couch.

I told them the story of the old woman.

"… and then next thing I knew he was on the ground."

"I think we should give it a couple of hours," Carlisle said, "wait to see if he wakes up."

"That's it?!" I exclaimed, "I will not just sit here and do nothing! I refuse!"

I glared fiercely at my father.

"Rosalie listen… it's all we could do for now."

I continued to glare before turning my heel and rushing to Emmett's side.

* * *

I held Emmett's hand as I watched him… "sleep" was the word I was most comfortable using.

My family left me to be alone.

Doing all this reminded me of the days of his transformation. Only difference was I didn't know I was in love with him then.

Suddenly I heard him groan, my face immediately lit up.

"You're awake," I said breathlessly, "thank god I was starting to-"

I was interrupted, when he quickly pulled his hand away.

"- is something wrong?"

He held his head (as if he had a migraine) and sat up, his eyes were still tightly shut.

"Emmett are you-"

I heard him growl at…. me.

His eyes shot open, only to reveal that they were a bright startling red.

"Emmett?"

Just then I felt a crushing blow to the chest. I don't really know what happened next all I heard was the shattering of glass and the wet grass beneath me.

Before I could pick myself up off the ground I was pinned.

Emmett laid on top of me growling as he held me down.

I was terrified and didn't know what to do.

His grip tightened and I began to wince in pain.

"Emmett… you're… hurting me."

He only growled more viciously. He lowered his head toward my neck I could feel the heat from his breath against my skin.

This wasn't like any of the other times when this would usually send me into a frenzy of uncontrollable passion. I was actually terrified for my life.

I felt his lips touch the base of my neck ready to rip me to shreds.

I shut my eyes tight to brace myself.

Instead of feeling pieces of me being ripped off I felt a massive weight taken off of me.

I opened my eyes only to see Edward, Jasper and Carlisle holding Emmett back.

Esme and Alice were quickly at my side.

"Are you alright?!" Alice asked.

"Emmett?" was all I could say.

I was confused, what was going on?

* * *

My brothers took Emmett into the basement to try to restrain him.

"Carlisle get out of my way!" I demanded once again.

"You can't go down there," he said.

"You can't stop me from seeing my own husband!"

"Who… what ever that is down there… Is not the Emmett we all know. It is like he's a newborn all over again but a thousand times stronger. He is almost a complete savage."

"I don't give a shit! Move!"

As hard as I could I shoved Carlisle out of the way.

I made my way down the stairs.

I saw my brothers hover closely next to Emmett who sat in a chair.

"I managed to calm him down as best I could," Jasper said without looking at me.

"He doesn't have any memory… about any of us," Edward said also not looking at me.

"Even me?" I whispered.

"Especially you."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Is that true, Emmett?" I whispered, "you don't know who I am?"

"Yes," he spat, "nor do I care."

I knew his words should of hurt me, truth was they did. But Carlisle was right, this wasn't the man I was in love with.

His face was different too, he no longer had the trace of child-like innocence. Maybe that was what made it easy to change my pain into anger.

"I see…" I glared.

We both looked into each other's eyes. I didn't feel that fire like I usually did, I felt nothing.

"Hold him down," I ordered.

"What?!" Jasper said.

"Do it."

They both did as they were told. I slowly made my way toward them.

Aggressively, I grabbed hold of Emmett's face and pulled it close to mine until it was just inches away.

"I will have my Emmett back," I seethed, "Even if it's the last thing I do."

He said nothing, he just glared.

I violently pushed his face away as I looked down at him.

"Good luck with that," he smiled wickedly.

Without any thought I felt my hand ball into a fist and pull back.

BAM!

I heard a slight cracking in his jaw as my right hook connected with his face.

Immediately I turned to leave.

"Go to hell," I heard him say.

"Not until I send you there first…"

* * *

I sat on my bed frustrated.

'What do I do?!'

I began flipping through the album Emmett had made for our anniversary. It held all our happiest memories. Again I began to shake from my dry sobs.

I traced the picture of Emmett at our first wedding with my finger.

"I miss you…" I whispered.

Then suddenly a flash of that old woman's face flashed inside my head.

'Maybe if you kill her… this would all end,' the voice in my head told me.

Actually that wasn't such a bad idea.

I quickly hopped off of my bed.

"Are you going to need any help?" Alice asked as she walked into my bedroom.

"Do you see that I'm going to need help?" I asked emotionlessly.

"No."

"Then I'll be fine."

She sighed, "I guess I can't do anything to stop you."

"No, you can't," I told her, "tell me one thing though."

"Anything?"

"Is my theory right? If the old woman dies will I get my Emmett back?"

"In theory… maybe. When the woman dies, I see that Emmett is alive. But the rest is unclear. So basically what is there to lose if you do try?"

I brushed passed her.

"Everything…"

* * *

(Old Woman's POV)

I opened the door to my small secluded cottage that was deep in the forest.

Instead of stepping right in, I let the door swing open.

Something didn't feel right…

I slowly stepped in.

Not even two steps in a felt a massive force.

Next thing I knew I was pinned against the wall.

I turned in horror, only to find the blonde girl from earlier today.

She smiled sweetly, "Hello."

* * *

(Rosalie's POV)

"Hello."

The old woman's eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of their sockets. I notice she began to struggle.

"You're probably wondering why you can't push me off," I said continuing my sweet tone. "You can find I can be very strong when I'm angry."

"Now deary… we don't want to do anything rash."

I tightened my grip on her neck, elevating her off the ground.

"Oh this isn't rash at all," I grinned, "this is seems very sensible to me."

She began to look frightened, "What do you want?"

"You know what I want," I said now changing my sweet tone into a deadly one.

"I can't stop it," she quickly said.

"I thought you would say that… So I guess I have no use for you anymore…"

I reached into my back pocket only to reveal a small metal rectangle.

"What are you doing?"

I spoke calmly, "what do you think? You're going to die today… and no I am not talking about a quick fiery death. You're going to die slowly… and yes it will hurt."

"No-No! Please! I'm sorry! Please!"

I tightened my grip again completely flashing with anger, "Is your sorry going to bring back my husband?! Is it?!"

I put the small metal rectangle close to her face before I flicked it open. A small flame emerged from it and her eyes only widened.

I pushed the little flame next to her eye and watched as her skin began to sizzle under the flame.

She began to shriek in agony.

"Your eyes are going to have to be the first to go… So you can never do this to anyone ever again."

She screamed louder and louder and as each octave grew higher and higher so did my satisfaction.

* * *

I raced back home after I was done with my "mission."

I burned her till she was nothing but a pile of ashes, that includes her house.

I ran straight thru the gaping hole in the house (which was once our glass sliding door).

"Rose, we're down here!" I heard Alice yell from the basement.

I ran downstairs. My whole family was hovering around a limp figure that slumped in the chair.

I pushed passed them and was quickly in front of Emmett.

"He's been like this for about half an hour," Edward said.

That was about the time I finally killed the old woman.

A few minutes have passed and still nothing.

"C'mon…" I whispered.

"Rose, maybe…" Esme said softly.

I knew what she was going to say.

"No! He's going to wake up!" I exclaimed, "He has too…"

I knew it sounded like a dumb fairy tale but maybe if I just kissed him he would wake up.

Slowly I inched closer and closer to his face it felt like hours until our lips finally met.

I slowly pulled away and held my breath (like that did anything).

Nothing happened.

I began to get frustrated.

"Grrrrrrr……" my brow furrowed and my eyes tightly shut.

"Emmett!" I yelled, "I said! WAKE UP!"

SMACK!

Next thing I knew I slapped him as hard as I could. Which only had him flying off the chair.

Esme gasped.

Seconds later Emmett's body began to stir.

'So you only respond when I hit you?!'

I was quickly at his side as I pulled him onto my lap.

His eyes fluttered open only to reveal his beautiful gold eyes.

"Rose?"

I began to shake, there I go crying again.

"I'm h-h-h-h-h-h-here, baby," I shook.

"I think I had a dream," he said sitting up., "you and I were back in Tennessee and we were old and we had grandchildren."

I continued to shake, "y-y-y-y-y-y-you had a dr-dr-dr-dr-dream?"

"Yea…"

Before he could say another word, I launched myself at him causing us both to fall over.

I held myself against his chest and continued to cry.

"I-I-I-I-I-I thought I l-l-l-lost you f-f-f-forever!"

"Shhhh…. Shhhh," he cooed, "everything is fine, Rose."

He rubbed my back as he soothed me.

* * *

"We should go?" I heard Esme say as she broke painful trip down memory lane.

"Huh?"

"The sun will be coming up and Charlie should be waking up. Lets go."