Yeah I'm still a douche...Been long huh?

Rated: T (Yeah shut those dirty minds off here ;)

Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight series.

Summary: White Roses were the purest of them all. They symbolize love, peace, and promise. Yet Bella just didn't understand how this White Rose had been tainted black.

Parings; No one really cares who i put together. Yeah someone told me that :) thank you, and it's all about that Bella and Rosalie pairing Eh? You can still tell me who you want up in this.

Remains

Patience. It's a skill; One that can be practiced despite most opinions. There was no doubt you could be born with an endurance of having time pass while keeping their composure. It's just success doesn't come easy. Even the most gifted have to add training onto their schedules at one point in their lives. To practice means to have endurance, and while most have a surprising amount of patience. There is no way possible that anyone can withstand the force of time. Everyone has a breaking point.

The point might be further up the road for some, or closer. A difference can only be distinguished when you realize just how much time someone has put into practicing to push the due date to their zero hour farther away. It's just not everyone can halt the clock that is silently ticking away.

Having spent and observed a large amount of a vampires patience, Bella realized the full extent of being trapped within the barrier of time. While everything else in the world withered away changing over the years...decades while you stood buried under an unchanging body and growing mind. You can't help but mindlessly obtain It's helped. Over the year Bella developed the knowledge and has silently been waiting; gathering enough patience to even deal with what she's deemed as unattainable. Yet even she can't figure out when her unfolding is. So it's a foreign knowledge when she feels that the moment is slowly creeping into light;

Waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

It's silent. To the point where she feels as though she can hear her own heart beat. There's a moment she thinks it sounds slightly shallow. Though she realizes that may be due to the fact that the entire family has gone hunting. Or maybe it's because she notices that Rosalie hasn't spoken a word to her since they had arrived back at the Cullen household. It's then that Bella decides that she doesn't likes this. It bothers her that they hadn't spoken a word to each other, that Rosalie is upset.

She had been so keen on questioning the blonde as soon as the giant wolf had leapt across the road, and into the forest. Until she had seen the clenched fist and stiff posture the blonde was supporting. It had taken her a few moments to realize that Rosalie had her left hand gripping her own with enough pressure to make Bella understand the silent fear. So instead of badgering the vampire with her own curiosity, she did her best to silently assure her safety.

Only now that they are alone in the empty Cullen household does she frown. The itching thoughts of what she had seen earlier are in full force, but she swallows her questions and simply stares. Her back leaning against the wall she hasn't moved from since they had arrived, she shoves her hands inside the pockets of the sport jacket Rosalie had given her the day before. Slightly tightening the material around her frame, enjoying the comfort it gave her.

Her mind wanders and she almost smiles when she realizes she hadn't thought of Edward. It seemed she has had enough to preoccupy herself as of late. Though she can't help but worry of his whereabouts. Alice hadn't given any information that she knows either. That alone frightens her that he can elude the small vampires gift. It doesn't help that while in the midst of his absences he hasn't tried to even come into contact with the family. If anything it angered her that he hasn't. She understands, but he should know by now Carlisle would appreciate even an email from him.

"Bella..."

Her eyes shoot open, and only when she receives a series of worried frowns. Shifting her head she blinks a few times before she tries to figure out exactly when she had closed her eyes and how she hadn't heard the rest of the family enter into the den. Exhaling softly she let her gaze fall onto the blonde still standing in the same position she had been in, but now her she was staring blankly at the floor. Rosalie glanced her way quickly, and Bella would have been surprised if she wasn't slightly out of it at the moment.

"They will be here in a few minutes." Alice speaks softly, but Bella doesn't let her eyes fall from the blonde.

"Wolves...and there are more of them?" The question is directed towards Rosalie, who nods slowly.

"Alice believes she can't see the future of the wolves. It may be due to their impulsive mood swings. It would be wise of us all to try and keep a leveled head."

Carlisle speaks firmly, and Bella notices the way he flicks his attention to the stoic blonde towards the end. She doesn't take the action into much thought. From the way Rosalie had reacted to the wolf earlier, Bella can infer that Rosalie doesn't take to kindly to them.

"I can smell them a mile away. Geez,they smell awful." Emmett whines.

She almost cracks a smile when she spots the look of distaste on half their faces, though Carlisle and Esme's seem more to be a small grimace.

"How will we ever get that stench out of here. Esme we've got to have this meeting outside. My nose is dying here. No pun intended." Emmett earns a small glare from the woman.

"Emmett shut up they are outside...Not that I can acutely disagree with you on this." Casey mumbles.

"It seems like these mutts have some home training." Rosalie smirks.

Bella smiled softly at the remark. She leaned a little closer to Rosalie - who had since made her way to wall and stood to her right - Esme returned into the den, and Bella frowned when she heard a series of heavy footfalls behind her.

Her posture stiffens. The more of the natives that file into the room the more she grows uncomfortable. Rosalie shifts closer and by now they are touching lightly and Bella relaxes a bit at the contact. She's sure they look familiar. The first one to enter has to be at least 6 feet, more defined jaw bone, brown eyes, muscular and short black hair. She spots a tattoo on his right forearm. The next one same height as the first male, though his muscles seemed a bit more rounded, and cropped black hair, he didn't seem different from the first. Two more entered and Bella noticed the tattoo on all of their forearms.

"A human." That voice.

Bella feels Rosalie stiffen, and it seems as though she's trying to take deep calming breaths. Bella frowns, because she's sure she's heard that commanding voice somewhere. She concentrates on the second male...She's seen him somewhere.

"Who is in no harm as you can see." Carlisle stands.

"She's still a human." The second male raises his voice, and Bella flinches.

Rosalie sends her a quick glance, and Bella tries her best to ignore the stare. There's a heavy thud, and Bella hears a few quickly paced footsteps. She tenses when the owner steps around the corner. She's sure she's seeing wrong. Her eyes are becoming faulty, because she can not be seeing her friend since childhood standing before her. In a room full of vampires, and supposedly wolves.

She blinks a few more times, and lets out a small grunt in displeasure. She takes a step closer but freezes when she sees he's physcially shaking; hard enough that she can see the veins popping from his neck. She believes she heard a low hiss behind her, before Rosalie is standing in front of her blocking her view of Jacob. Bella too shocked to realize that she has her hands on the blondes hips, and side steps her so that she can once again see the supposed wolf.

"Jacob." She whispered.

He looks different. His vibe feels entirely off. His hair is much shorter than she last seen him, and is much like the male that had first walked in. His arms are much more defined, and she notices he has the same tattoo as the others do. Though right now he seems to be trying to conceal his anger.

"She reeks of blondie!" He huffs out.

"That's not possible...She's human." The first male drawls out, and Bella frowns at that. Bella suddenly feels a sheet of calmness overshadow the room, and Jacob slowly stops shaking.

"How about we all take a moment to calm down." She shoots Carlisle a small nod.

"Paul?" The second native boy questions.

"You're missing one." Paul comments.

A small silence passes over, and Bella cringes slightly at the mention of Edward. It seemed that no one was going to answer the unspoken question. Esme nods.

"Yes there has been an issue with a far relative, and we sent him to help out."

"They're lying, he must have drunken human blood. He's the one were after." Paul glares at the boy silently.

"Enough Jared. It is a scent of a woman we are finding,"

"Like there's a difference between decaying corps."

"The stench of wet puppy isn't far from us." Emmett mutters.

"May we question why you are here?" Jasper politely asks.

"There's a redhead, my scouts spotted her on our land. She was chased over to the county border. There was no hope for the dark skinned one though. The killings have been consistent, her scent is at every scene. She's broken the treaty." Paul spoke calmly.

The reality that Victoria slightly terrified her, though the information that Laurent was no longer a threat she let out a soft sigh. There was no way that Victoria would soon pop up once again. Bella was also aware that the knowledge of eluding Alice's gift was starting to spread.

"She isn't one of ours. Kill her, hell we don't care." Emmett grumbles.

"There has been a dispute between us. The male his name was Laurent, a friend of the female Victoria. She has showed us countless times she has no problem with harming any of us. We cannot direct you on your own land but we will handle the situation."

"What does she want. We've seen her for two weeks, there's only been three killings. She wants something." It's Jared.

"She wants me." Bella whispers. Carlisle clears his throat.

"There was a situation. Her mate James seemed to take a liking to Bella's scent. We were forced to take to drastic measures and seize the moment. She wants revenge,"

"You leeches let her wander around! Of course you'd known she would go after Bella!" Bella tensed when Jacobs stressed filled voice filled her ears.

"She hasn't attacked mutt! Bella is safe." Rosalie hissed.

"Safe! In a house full of blood sucking monsters. Like hell she is!"

"Jacob enough!"

"Her well being isn't any of your concern. She's fine. I'd see personally to that she stays that way."

Bella frowned. She's come to a conclusion that she hates that tone coming from the blonde. It was filled with conviction, and determination. Yet there was something underlying between the two. Rosalie had taken offense to the acquisition - the tense posture of the rest of the Cullen family showed they had taken the comment to their liking either. The way the blonde had taken a stiff step forward, made Bella grasp the vampires right forearm; and attempt to ease the blondes nerves.

"She's well protected. We all will see to her safety. Things are tense, maybe we should continue this another day. Yes?" Esme stood, a warming smile gracing her lips.

Paul nodded.

"We will keep an eye out for the redhead. Jacob can assure her safety if she chooses to cross the treaty line. We all will."

On that final note each of the natives filled out of the room. Jacob hesitated, sending Bella a small frown of concern before flicking a glare towards Rosalie. There was a moment of a silent staring contest between the two and Bella shifted her eyes. She tried to distinguish the look of mutual hatred. She was missing something. There was more than just an obvious contrast to both their personalities. The issue being that they were naturally created for conflict didn't seem to be a factor for the blunt conflict. When Jacob huffed with a nod her way exiting, Bella sighed.

"Well Rosie, looks like you have some competition." Rosalie scowled.

With that comment Bella frowned once again. Now she was positive there was something she wasn't getting. Her eyes trailed over the hard stoic features Rosalie was supporting. She trusted the blonde. More than she can speak for, but there was a secret. Something was locked away hidden from her sight. Trust can go far...She trusted Rosalie. Rosalie would tell her.

She was positive.

"Rose."

The blonde failed to turn around, and instead continued to tinker with the engine of Emmett's Jeep. Her stomach dropped. Hands feeling a bit clammy she tried her hardest to stop the mounting disappointment mounting in the pit of her stomach. They hadn't had a thick cloud of uncomfortable silence engulf them since before her birthday. Coming to terms with the concept that Rosalie didn't seem to want her company felt unfamiliar. Over the past month they had gained somewhat of a relationship where the boundaries were nearly nonexistent. They were comfortable with one another.

Yet Rosalie had grown slightly distant in the two days that passed since the meeting. It wasn't settling well with Bell that the blonde had taken to her thoughts, and slipped into a pattern when they were speaking - a minimum of four three sentences worth - to one another. Seeing the conversations weren't as effortless as they previously were three days ago. It was as though the blonde was pushing for them to spend an amount of time together. Like the relationship was growing forced.

Bella sighed, pushing a handful of her hair over her head. Maybe she was reading too much into things. Rosalie was becoming a victim to her thoughts. It didn't help that Bella was letting doubt creep into the light. The vampire may have become weary of her. In fact the two of them had spent countless hours together in the past two months than she had with half of the people in her life. That hurt.

She wouldn't lie either. Watching Rosalie work silently made her head throb, while her body whined in displeasure. Eyeing the stained overalls specs of oil on various parts of the, her gaze flicked over the concentrated glare Rosalie had fixated on her hands. Her eyebrows were knitted in frustration, lips lined in an almost scowl; Bella hated this. She didn't like the way Rosalie stood with a rigid posture, or how her fingers were nearly shaking with what Bella could guess as hidden stress.

Her body moved on it's own accord; Mind hazily following her movements. Before she could even process her own steps, she was no more than an step away from the blonde. If Rosalie had noticed she hadn't made any indication she was going to move away. Instead Bella chose to wrap her arms around the vampires waist. Being firmly pressed against the blondes back Bella sighed in content when Rosalie relaxed upon contact. She had momentarily paused her hands from their actions, but continued her stressed filled movements after a few moments passed.

"It's okay Rose," Rosalie halted all together, resting her hands on the foot of the hood so that her weight was being held up by the truck.

"She's dangerous Bella," Bella wanted to ease the pain and frustration that was leaking from the woman's strained voice.

"She can evade Alice. We don't know where she is, yet she's watching. I know it. One mistake and everything will change - Bella we can't afford an error when dealing with her. I can't..."

She tensed for a moment.

"I can't slip when it comes to protecting you Bella. Not while she's after you."

"I trust you," Bella whispered softly.

"The wolves I can't cross the border. I'd be breaking the treaty. That boy. I'm sure you've spoken to him by now." Rosalie closed her eyes, letting her body ease with the contact.

"We've talked...I'm just not ready to see him yet. You can't be there to protect me all the time and I don't want you to feel obligated in ensuring my safety Rose." Rosalie sighed.

"I'll always stress over your safety Bella."

"Don't think you have to take the stress of Victoria all on your own. You have people here for you. You can lean on me."

Rosalie smiled softly slowly turning around in the girls arms. She took Bella's hands in her own choosing to finally meet the brunettes eyes. A wave of relief washed over the girl. The soft gaze Rosalie always managed to send her way made her feel the familiar safety. Her chest swelled and she had to remember to keep her breathing to a consistent pattern.

"You're beautiful Isabella."

Her insides trembled with the amount of care laced into the words. The genuine honesty made her smile tenderly. Mind completely in a slow frenzy she stepped a few inches closer. The moment was the most intimate Bella was sure she's ever had. There was something that shifted, making things a lot more simple. She didn't nor could she assume what would happen next. Neither did she even try to comprehend what she wanted to happen next. There was no anticipation...Nothing. Just her and Rosalie.

"I l...I should finish the car."

Clearing her throat, Rosalie nodded trying to convince herself to ignore the hurt that flashed through Bella's eyes. To ignore the stinging in her chest, and the urge to ease her mates pain. Slowly retracting her hands from their grasp she sent the girl a forced smile, before turning around back to the truck.

Bella stood not moving from her spot. Rosalie counted two minutes before the brunette had started to make her way back over to the counter. Out the corner of her eye she saw the girl shove her hands into her pocket, making sure that the jacket was wrapped tightly around herself. She watched as Bella leaned against the counter-top, before closing her eyes. Bella let out such a soft exhale that Rosalie was sure that if she hadn't had the enhanced abilities that not even she herself would be able to hear; she was positive that the rest of the family hadn't heard the sigh either. There was a few more minutes of silence that went by...Rosalie counted the seconds. Four minutes passed by.

"Yeah...The truck."

She froze. There was a double meaning to the statement, but Bella had said it so tenderly Rosalie almost didn't detect the slightly bitter tone.

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