Sorry for the long delay. Life is so chaotic right now that I won't make any promises on when I can post next. All I can say is that the drama in my fanfiction stories has NOTHING on my real life drama.

Enjoy a little Rose and Alice drama.

Emmett and Bella couldn't have left Forks, and let's face it, the whole country at a better time. The fallout at the Cullen house, though all encompassing for those that lived it, was only a small part of it. All of Forks was atwitter about Rosalie and Emmett, and everybody had an opinion.

Some people were firmly on Team Rosalie. The girl had waited at home for her soldier for six years only to have him come home with a wife and child in tow.

Other people were on Team Emmett, and by default Team Bella and Emma too, especially after everyone started to hear about Emmett's outburst in the grocery store. A lot of things started making more sense, and Rosalie's behavior was called more and more into question. The people of Forks hadn't forgotten that Rosalie had been engaged to Royce King, who they remembered from his high school rivalry with Emmett, they had just figured if Embry and Emily, and in their minds Emmett, had put it behind them that they should too. Now they were hearing that Emmett hadn't forgiven her for her 'betrayal', they rescinded their forgiveness as well.

The Cullens, the McCartys, Jasper and Angela were all reeling from the shocking revelations that had been shared by Alice Whitlock. But none of them were feeling the sting quite like Alice Whitlock.

When Alice finally got herself off the floor she wandered her own house aimlessly. She looked at the pictures that were scattered around the walls. They all depicted the happiest moments of her life. First day of high school, first high school dance, homecoming... All of them included her and the four most important people in her world. Jasper, Edward, Rosalie and Emmett. Now three of those four hated her. Jackson nudged her firmly from his comfortable place in utero and the tears that had stalled for a time were back full force. Was her happily ever after over? She had only wanted Rosalie and Emmett to feel the same joy that she and Jasper did. She wanted desperately to make things better for everyone, especially her son, but she didn't know how. She sat in the living room in the dark, unable to bear turning on the lights. It was after midnight when she heard her cell phone ring and she rushed into the kitchen to grab it from where she had forgotten it before her confession to Jasper, praying that he was calling her.

"Hello?" she said, hopefully.

"It's about time," Rosalie snapped. "I tried to call you hours ago!"

"Hey Rose," Alice sighed.

"I've been trying to get ahold of you for hours!" Rose whined. "I need you."

Alice knew she should hang up the phone and tell Rosalie to shove it, but she couldn't. Everyone else had turned their backs on her, but Rose was still her friend.

"What do you need Rose?" Alice asked.

"I need to talk to you. Can you get away from Japer for a little while?" Rose asked her. =

"Jasper isn't home tonight," Alice said, noticing the warble in her voice as she said it. Rosalie didn't even notice it, simply accepting Alice's words.

"Okay," Rose said. "I'll be there in ten minutes."

Alice flipped on a few lights and went up to her bedroom to slip on one of Jasper's T-shirts and some yoga pants. She did her business in the bathroom and then washed her face, arriving back downstairs when Rosalie's car pulled into the driveway. Alice was anxious for Rosalie to get inside. She needed Rose's support now and hoped that her friend would let her cry on her shoulder as well. She wasn't sure how Rose would take the fact that she had told everyone everything that had happened but she wanted someone to hug her and tell her that everything would be okay. She needn't have worried. Rosalie didn't even spare Alice a second glance, other than to comment on her attire, as she started to share her desperate plan.

"Alice," she said. "Don't take this the wrong way, but those clothes make you look shittacular."

"Sorry Rose," Alice responded. "It's been a horrib..."

"We have so much work to do," Rosalie said, interrupting her. "I have a fool proof plan that will make Emmett's little wife look like a vindictive, mean spirited little shrew and guarantee my place in Forks."

"Rose," Alice said as her friend. "Maybe you should just move on. I mean, now that everyone knows you aren't Emmett's girl anymore..."

"I will always be Emmett's girl," Rosalie snarled. "That house, the family, and you guys... I deserve that. Not her! Not little miss goody two shoes."

"She really seems nice..." Alice said.

"She seems nice?" Rosalie gasped, appalled that Alice could have such an opinion. "When did you spend any time with this little miss nice?"

"Tonight," Alice replied.

"So you participated in the little farce of a family dinner?" Rosalie asked angrily.

"They're my parents," Alice replied. "Of course I had to go."

"And I guess Bella is your new BFF now?" Rosalie sneered.

"No," Alice replied. "I don't think that will ever happen. Besides I think Angela is going to fill that spot."

"Angela?" Rosalie asked, surprised. "You mean Edward's snotty little fuckbuddy?"

"Edward's soon-to-be fiancee," Alice replied, defending the girl.

"He's too good for her," Rosalie snorted. "Seriously, she is white trash personified!"

"Oh," Alice said, not understanding why Rosalie had so much hate for a woman that she had only met once. She did an internal head shake. A week ago, she probably would have agreed with Rosalie and joined in adding something terrible and snotty that would add insult to injury.

"Really Alice?" Rosalie huffed. "She is awful. I mean she probably grew up in a trailer park with Bertha and Big Al as her parents. Thank God I don't have to be related to her. I feel sorry for you. At least you can only hope that she and Eddie don't procreate."

"I guess," Alice said. She knew Angela's family situation, not that she was willing to share it with Rosalie at this point. She also knew that Angela wasn't a bad person, and she had always hoped that Edward and Angela would move closer so she could get close to her future sister-in-law.

"Alice!" Rosalie huffed, not liking the fact that Alice wasn't joining in.

"Sorry," Alice shrugged. "I guess I'm tired."

"Then let me get right to the point," Rosalie said. "So here's the plan. You and I are going to go shopping in Port Angeles tomorrow, getting us out of Forks and giving us an air tight alibi. While we are there, someone will break into my house and smash the pictures of Emmett and I, and spray paint the walls with hateful and possessive words. I'll have no choice but to call the police, of course, fearing for my safety and all. Since Bella is the only person who would have motive to do something like that, she'll be blamed. I'll play the innocent victim, but refuse to press charges against her. Bella will be run out of town and I'll have the house, and my family back."

"Rose," Alice said, planning to caution her friend about her plan.

"It's perfect," Rosalie said happily. "And you don't have to do much. You are just going to provide the alibi and you'll have to put the spray paint in a place where Bella would have access to."

"Rose," Alice said. "It's too much."

"No!" Rosalie said, glaring at her. "It's perfect!"

"This won't only hurt Bella," Alice said. "Emmett will be hurt too. And what about the baby?"

"Emmett deserves to be hurt," Rosalie snarled.

"I thought you loved him," Alice said.

"I do," Rosalie said with a shrug. "He just needs to pay for not loving me."

"Still," Alice said. "There has to be another way..."

"No," Rosalie said forcefully. "This is the way it is going to be."

Alice was torn. She knew that this was all wrong but she couldn't find it in herself to speak up any more. Rosalie Hale was all she had and turning her away meant that she'd have nobody.

"Who is going to break in to your house?" Alice asked, reluctantly.

"Me," Rosalie said, grinning proudly. "I'll think of it as therapeutic."

"So when is this hate campaign on Bella going to begin?" Alice asked, feeling sick to her stomach.

"Tomorrow, bright and early," Rosalie said. "Are you ready to go shopping?"

"I don't think I can," Alice sighed. Somehow shopping while her whole life was in shambles seemed completely wrong.

"What?" Rosalie scoffed. "Jasper isn't going to let you go?"

"Rose," Alice sighed.

"Look, Alice, we all know that Jasper would do anything you asked," Rosalie said. "Just tell him it will make you feel better and I'll pick you up at 10:00. Love ya!"

With that Rosalie was out the door, leaving Alice to stare after her in shock. Alice was even more torn than before. Rosalie was the only person that didn't hate her, but she knew if anyone found out that she had participated in Rose's plans she would lose any chance of reconciliation with Jasper and the rest of her family. But she also knew if she didn't participate, Rosalie would hate her, making her lose the only person she felt that she had left.

Alice never went to bed that night, pacing the floor anxiously. She tried calling Jasper's cell phone, which went straight to voice mail, over and over, never getting the courage to even leave a message.

It was almost 8:00 the next morning before Alice finally decided what to do. It took her almost the full two hours, and a lot of make-up, to get herself dressed and looking human. Even so, Rosalie scoffed at her haggard appearance.

"I thought women were supposed to glow when they were pregnant," Rosalie said, looking at Alice with disdain.

Alice just smiled tightly at her friend and got in the car, before she could change her mind again. Rosalie drove out of Forks smiling happily to herself, while Alice tried her best from the passenger seat. She clutched her phone to her, hoping with all she was that someone would call her and offer her some words of support. Finally, when they were ten minutes out of Port Angeles, her phone chirped with a message.

I'll be home tonight to work things out. I love you. - J

Tears sprung to her eyes as she responded. Thank you. I love you too, so much.

"Jasper?" Rosalie asked.

"Yeah," Alice responded.

"You are so into yourself and your happy life with Jasper, that you haven't even asked me how my plan has been going," Rosalie snarked. Alice knew that if she wanted a chance to work things out with her husband and her family that she had to get out of any involvement in this. She fiddled with her phone nervously as she forced herself to play along with Rose for the time being.

"What have you done so far?" Alice asked, trying to sound chipper.

"Oh Alice," Rosalie sighed dramatically. "I really outdid myself this time. It's going to be perfect. I took all the pictures off of the wall and smashed them making sure to deface some of the better ones. I used the spray paint that I bought at Walmart in Port Angeles to spray terrible words onto the walls and then I used a knife on anything else I could find in the house. It really was very therapeutic."

"Rose," Alice said. "That's a lot of damage. Bella could end up going to jail."

"Even better!" Rosalie said, causing Alice to gasp. "Then I can comfort poor Emmett and his little brat and I will truly be Forks royalty."

"Rose," Alice said. "It's too much. This isn't a game! Bella has a baby, she doesn't deserve to be put in jail for something she didn't do."

"Alice," Rosalie stated firmly. "Now is not the time to lose your head. Just two more steps and we are both home-free. I'll have Emmett and it'll be just as it was supposed to be."

"Emmett doesn't love you anymore," Alice said.

"He does," Rosalie said. "He just forgets. Look I've made some mistakes and so has he. We'll forgive each other and move on."

"Do you even love him anymore?" Alice asked.

"Of course I do!" Rosalie said. "Once I have him trained again, he'll be perfect for me and everyone will be happy again."

"Except for Bella," Alice sighed.

"She's only getting what she deserves for taking what was mine," Rosalie sneered.

Alice fought the urge to vomit as she looked over at her friend. The plan was already in motion and she knew that if she didn't do something the results would be catastrophic for everyone.