Standing in front of her bathrooms full-length mirror Rosalie did something she had never had to do before in her second life, she jumped up and down helplessly begging her favorite pair of jeans to button. Letting out an exasperated cry Rosalie stepped into her and Emmetts shared closet and rummaged for another pair. Someone in the house must have thrown them into the washing machine, for whatever reason, and ruined them.

Hearing Rose's frustration Emmett peaked his head around the corner, "What's going on Rosie?" He asked.

Rosalie huffed, sorting through her extensive array of pants for her second favorite pair, "Somebody put my Escada jeans in the washer and now they won't fit," she growled.

Emmett let out a hardy laugh, making Rosalie scowl as she found an adequate replacement.

Returning to the mirror, Rose stepped into the pair and tried once again to fasten them around her waist, but alas the buttons would not connect. Rosalie thought of how strange it was that she couldn't fit into either pair of jeans. Everything had been custom tailored to fit her body specifically.

Suddenly, Rosalie was shaken to reality by the sound of glass breaking, Jasper saying something to Alice downstairs, and before she could even blink Alice, herself, appearing in the doorway.

"Rose. I think you and Emmett need to speak with Carlisle in his office… immediately." Alice said, a word a second, her face etched with concern

Rosalie blinked at her reflection in the mirror. Emmett, sitting on the bed outside of the bathroom, immediately rushed into the closet and grabbed Rosalie her favorite pair of grey sweatpants. Rosalie mindlessly slipped them on before Emmett scooped her up and followed Alice out of the bedroom and towards Carlisle's office.

"This is…" Rosalie began but was silenced by Alice turning around affixing her with a worried glance. Rosalie remained silent as Alice opened the door to Carlisle's office. Laying his wife down on the exam table, Emmett turned around to look at Alice, hoping for some clue of what she had seen

"I'll call Carlisle and tell him it's urgent, he should be here soon," and with that Alice closed the door and left the confused and worried couple alone.

The pair remained in silence for what seemed like hours until it was broken by Rosalie sighing and thinking aloud, "Can vampires get cancer?" She asked into the abyss.

Emmett was shaken into reality by his wife's musing.

"No Rose I don't think that vampires can get cancer," Emmett replied looking down at his wife. He was standing next to the exam table.

Rosalie brought her hands down to her stomach, the main offender of the morning, and pressed. To her surprise, her skin moved. It wasn't rock- solid as it had been for the last century. Emmett's eyes widened in surprise and he reached out to touch her there, just as he had witnessed her stomach moved under his gentle touch. Before he could say anything there was a small knock at the door and Carlisle entered.

Carlisle wore his white coat from the hospital, clearly having dropped everything as soon as Alice had called.

Emmett looked at Rosalie with concern, this couldn't be good. He grabbed her hand, stroking her palm with his thumb.

Carlisle greeted the pair and grabbed his rolling chair. Sitting down he rubbed his hand across his face, "I think I know what's wrong with you Rosalie." Carlisle sighed. His voice deep and laced with a slight concern.

Rosalie's eyes widened, she tightened her grip on Emmet's hand. "What?" She asked with trepidation.

Carlisle sighed, "I know you just returned from a trip."

"Yes. We went to Isle Esme." Rosalie said, making certain Carlisle knew where they had spent their anniversary.

"Yes." Carlisle nodded his head, "before I show you what I think is happening I need to tell you the story as to why I purchased Isle Esme."

Emmett and Rosalie nodded their heads, eyes glued to Carlisle.

"Long before we found you Rose, there was a time after Esme came into my life that Edward decided to go on his own for a while. I believe it's because he grew tired of Esme and I being newlyweds and decided it was time to give us a bit of privacy for a few years."

Emmett chuckled thinking of how annoying he and Rose must have been after they found each other.

Carlisle smiled, continuing, "Although we were very happy together I knew that Esme desired something more… a family."

Rosalie's eye's crinkled.

"I decided to do some research and came across an island off the coast of Rio De Janeiro called the Ilha de fabricação de bebês or baby-making island. It was said that one day the island appeared and that all barren women that entered it would soon have a child of their own. I'm not one for pseudo-science but the stories were compelling. A 30-year-old widow longing for a piece of her husband… and more interestingly legends of our kind… But nothing concrete."

Rosalie let out a little gasp and Emmett grabbed her hand tighter.

"I never told Esme the purpose of purchasing the island, but we went time and time again and a miracle never happened. I wrote off the legend as folklore and soon it became our hideaway."

Rosalie was in shock, staring at Carlisle.

He looked at the pair, "Alice had a vision today of your future and as soon as she called I knew that the legend of Isle Esme was true."

Both Rosalie and Emmett breathed in.

Carlisle smiled at the pair, getting up he headed towards his medical supply closet and brought out the portable ultrasound machine. The coven hadn't had to use it since Bella and Edward welcomed Rennesme nearly two decades earlier. Edward had begrudgingly allowed Carlisle to keep it when he mentioned that one-day Renesmee may need it. Edward didn't want to think of his daughter doing anything that would result in her needing an ultrasound machine.

Rosalie's head was swimming as Carlisle rolled the machine over, frozen in time Rosalie barely noticed as he put a small amount of ultrasound gel on her abdomen. Carlisle brought the wand against Rosalie's skin, searching for something. Emmett's eyes were trained on the screen, glancing between the black and white image and his wife who seemed to be completely detached from the situation. Moving the wand slowly, Carlisle gasped when he finally found it, a tiny blip on the screen but it was undeniably there. Emmett fell to the ground in a squatting position bringing Rosalie's hand to his lips.

"Rosie, you have to look at this," he whispered.

Shaken from her thoughts Rosalie turned her head and looked at the screen. Tears, actual tears, swam in her eyes for the first time in centuries.

"Mazel Tov," Carlisle was beaming.

"Carlisle," Rosalie choked out, her eyes trained on the screen, "Is that?"

"It is," Carlisle responded.

"That's our baby Rosie," Emmett said, wonder in his voice, "that's our baby."

I have so many twists in turns prepared for this story. Please rate and review so I can improve future chapters!