Chapter 39

Rosalie POV

Fog clung to my mind, nothing made sense as I tried to muddle through it.

All I remember is feeling light headed, then suddenly everything went dark. Yet I didn't care if I was okay or not, my mind was separated between worry for Emmett and our baby. My body held our baby, and there was no way I was truly that healthy.

What if I messed up and kill my baby because I'm being foolish?

What happens if I drive a wedge between Emmett and I because of this fear? What should I do, can I really tell him my concerns about this without him beginning to think of me as a flight risk?

I hope I can find the right path before it's too late...

Emmett POV

I watched her sleep from my hospital bed, she was nestled into one next to me with and IV attached to her to get her the nutrients that she desperately needs. The baby is fine, but I can't wait to find out what she's having, so we can start preparing to be a family.

Thought of being a father makes me feel higher than cloud nine. I had always wanted to have kids, but feared that. Would have never found the right girl to stay by my side when I was ready to be a father.

But I didn't have to worry anymore, because I had finally found her, and she was right next to me.

God she is beautiful, can't believe that she's really all mine.

I shifted in my bed, grimacing as the stitches from my wound protested with the movement of my muscles as I changed position. I would be released tomorrow, as would Rose if the doctor cleared her, than she would be free to go to with me to Seattle as planned.

If my plans go as I want them to, she won't ever see Alexa again as long as we live; because that bitch is going away for some time, and the restraining order definitely helps if she ever were to violate it again. But I'm sure as hell not against getting a gun to hide in my home, and teaching Rosalie how to protect herself without me present.

Now I just have to wait on Rose to wake up.

Rosalie POV

We didn't return to the house when we were discharged from the hospital. Alice had packed everything for us, and had Jasper bring the car for us.

"How's Alice doing?" I asked gently. The scenery outside was constantly shifting outside, and I used this as an escape to keep from meeting Jasper's calm gaze. Emmett was leaning against me, sleeping soundly in the back seat of Emmett's Mercedes.

His face was gentle yet guarded as he cuddled closer and wrapped his arms around me to pull me closer to his warm body. His big hand was flat against my stomach, guarding both of us; despite him sleeping and healing from his stab wound.

"She's fine, worried about you and Emmett...but I told her to stay away today, she needs to start worrying about her own health. She has more than herself to worry about now."

My eyes found Jasper's, growing wide as I saw happiness sparkling in his eyes. My mouth fell open, becoming a smile as I felt tears welling up in my eyes. A sob came from me before I could stop it.

Emmett was alert at once, "Baby, what's the matter? Are you hurt, hurting anywhere?" He ran his hands gently over me, checking me over. I shook my head, using my left hand to wipe my tears, while using my right to calm his searching hands.

"Jasper just told me some really good news, they're happy tears...I swear." I giggled and patted his face gently.

Emmett gave his brother in law a sharp look that made me smile gently at his protective nature.

"What good news?" He asked suspiciously.

"Alice is pregnant." Jasper said, unable to keep the happiness out of his voice.

Emmett's jaw dropped, "No shit?" Jasper nodded, and Emmett reached over and clapped his hand on shoulder as the car sped up down the ever changing road.

Emmett POV

Rosalie was enjoying herself in the city by simply looking out the window at the foggy underlaid scenery below the large window in our hotel room. She said little, didn't do much else either. I often caught her humming to herself as she rubbed her belly with two gentle hands.

Watching her swell with my child was doing something to me, giving me a sense of pride that I never wanted to go away. It was making me fucking scared too since I had the chance of losing them both because of her health.

I just didn't know what to do to keep her spirits high. I had her mother's address, and had mentioned it to her several times, but she just shrugged it off like I hadn't even mentioned it.

"Emmett?" Her voice was gentle, seeking me out as I stared out the window like she was not too far away from me.

I looked over at her, smiling when I saw that she was too.

"What's up, honey?" I walked over to her, standing near her.

"I love you..."

I knelt down in front of her, "I love you too."

She bit her bottom lip, tears leaking out of her eyes as she sniffed.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked her, cupping her face my wiping her tears away with my thumbs.

"I don't want to meet my mother, I wanna go home." She whispered.

"Why don't you want to meet her?" I inquired gently.

"Because it's obvious she didn't want me."