"What about the Volturi?"

Edward heard the cacophony of questions running through the room.

Carlisle once again took charge of the situation, "I don't know, this is unprecedented. I do suggest that we tell them soon. I don't want a repeat of last time."

Edward winced at the memory.

Carlisle looked at his family with a worried expression, "I think we may all want some time to think, come up with ideas. If anyone would like to help me with the research I'll be in the library."

With that Carlisle stood up, Esme followed at his side and within moments the pair disappeared from the family room and into the library leaving the rest of the family to think about the situation.

Edward left the room, finding it better to leave now than start an argument.

Bella headed towards Rosalie, leaning down in front of the loveseat she held out her hand, Rosalie grasped it.

"Rose. I'm on your side no matter what," she whispered, "I'm so happy for both of you… you were both so good with Renesmee." Bella looked directly at Emmett, "you deserve this."

"Thank you," Rosalie whispered.

Emmett nodded his head.

Bella smiled, "I think I'm going to join Carlisle in finding some answers." Within seconds Bella was gone.

Alice came behind Rosalie, kissing her hair, "Rosie. I'm so happy for you, I can't wait to meet your little one," she said as she swung her arms around her neck. Showering her hair and face with kisses, Rosalie laughed, scrunching her face up.

From behind Alice, Jasper cleared his throat, Alice and Rosalie turned their heads to look, "I'm happy for you both, I can't wait to meet the little one." Jasper smiled, holding out his hand for Alice. Alice let go of Rosalie smiling.

She grabbed Jasper's hand, swinging him towards her. Alice gave Jasper a quick peck before turning around, "I think I'm going to go meditate, see if anything seems more concrete."

With that Jasper and Alice headed upstairs leaving the couple alone.

Rosalie swung her legs up onto the loveseat, cuddling closer to Emmett. She entangled their fingers together, sighing.

Emmett ran his hands through his wife's hair.

"It's all going to work out Rosie," he whispered.

Edward wandered through the forest, he was trying to process everything Carlisle had just said.

He knew how much Rosalie and Emmett wanted a child. While Rosalie had always been vocal about her desire for a baby of her own Edward had spent years listening to Emmett's deepest thoughts.

While watching Rosalie play with Renesmee Emmett would often imagine courting a pretty blonde girl in a bar. He would make sure she was someone who was easily forgotten, a runaway, a girl from a broken home, but never a drug addict or alcoholic. He needed someone healthy, athletic, and beautiful. He would imagine wooing the girl and luring her to the house where she would meet Rosalie. The pair would sit her down and give her an irresistible offer, a child in exchange for eternal life. They would tell the girl about Renesmee, explain to her that as soon as she wasn't a danger anymore she was free to go wherever she wanted, forever.

Emmett would imagine doing the deed with the girl, he wouldn't enjoy it but he would do anything to give Rosalie a child. Of course, they wouldn't save the girl once she gave birth, a small sacrifice but it had to be done. If there was a hell, he knew he was already going.

Emmett thankfully never acted on his daydreams but the desire was there. As Renesmee grew he grieved her childhood knowing that he may never be able to help raise a child again. He would miss braiding her hair, tea parties, and teaching her the perfect pitch. As much as Edward hated hearing it as soon as Renesmee announced she would be moving to La Push to live with the Quileute Tribe he had started imagining babies running around the house again.

Edward shook himself out of his thoughts, deciding the best way to clear his head was to hunt. With a growl, he was off in search of a mountain lion.