Author's Note: I don't know what to put here anymore, really. Thanks again for all the amazing reviews. It makes my day to read them. This part of the story is about Rose and Emmett, and it's probably not what you're expecting. Enjoy! And remember to read and review!

Bella's POV

I walked down the hall toward Rosalie's bathroom. It really was Rosalie and Emmett's bathroom, but Rosalie used it more often. I slipped into their room. It was so pretty. I padded through the plush, white carpet in their room, admiring the red brocade treatment on the walls, and the bedspread. It was obvious who picked the scheme for this room. I don't think Emmett knew enough about design or color palettes to do a room quite like this. I stepped into the bathroom, and stared at myself in the mirror. Half my hair was done: curled to perfection. The other side was thrown up sloppily and clipped with a pink clip. My makeup was also half done. I had the foundation part, and the powder part on, and there were garish splotches of rouge on my cheeks. Rosalie hadn't had the time to blend them in yet. I wanted to rub all the makeup off, and throw my half done hair into a ponytail, but I couldn't. I loved the way Edward looked at me when I came down the stairs all done up. Maybe I should have Alice and Rosalie teach me how to do those things. God knows I need the help. Then, I heard a very light knocking on the door. I turned, expecting Alice, and instead saw Jasper. His eyebrows raised as he took my new look in. He cracked a smile. I blushed, and quickly tried to suppress it. I knew how difficult it was for Jasper to be around me. He had been a 'vegetarian' for much less longer than the rest of the Cullens. I tried to respect his boundaries.

He spoke first "Nice look."

"Thanks, I try." I rolled my eyes. He smiled. Jasper was always so quiet. I hadn't heard much from him since Phoenix. I had noticed in all the fan fictions that they had made him out to be shy. Alice had told me before that Jasper was anything but shy. He was just very careful. He still felt completely awful for what happened last spring. I'd never gotten the opportunity to tell him that it wasn't his fault, but I could never get him alone to talk.

"Have you seen Alice around? I thought she was coming in here, you know, to fix you."

"Fix me?"

"Yeah. You look…" he trailed off, probably not wanting to insult me. At this point, I really didn't care anymore.

"Awful? Yeah, I figured. Rose hurried out of here, and I don't blame her. Some of that stuff is really interesting."

Jasper's mouth opened. He smiled. "Did you read any of it?" He sounded excited.

"Duh. I was really curious, and I wasn't disappointed. Why, didn't you read any of it?"

"No. Alice wouldn't let me." He put a pout on. "She said it wasn't nice to snoop. Never mind that Alice knows everyone's future, and sometimes looks for it. That's not snooping." I think that was the longest speech I've ever heard Jasper make. But he went on: "What did people write about them? I'm really curious."

I had opened my mouth to tell him all the things I'd found, when Alice swung into the bathroom. She kissed him on the mouth, and shoved him out of the bathroom.

"Bye, Jasper. Why don't you go downstairs, and keep Edward company." She winked at him, which was something I didn't miss. Jasper apparently got the message.

"Okay. I'll go downstairs. To keep Edward company. Bye." He disappeared. Alice turned to me. She walked a couple circles around me, taking in my appearance. Then she picked up the curling iron and went to work. She curled the rest of my hair, and then twisted it up into a crown of curls. She the started on my makeup. When she was finished, she whirled me around, so I could get a look at myself. I had to admit, I cleaned up nicely. She took my hand, and we went up the stairs to Edward's room. She sat me on the leather couch, while she rifled through his closet. I had a whole wardrobe here. Edward insisted on making me try things on after Alice bought them, and the storing them in his closet. Do I think he sniffs my clothes when I'm not around? I do.

Alice came out of the closet with several things draped over her arms. First, there was a pair of jeans. Rock and Republic black skinny jeans to be exact. These things were astronomically expensive. I quickly slipped them on. They fit like a dream, and they should, for what Alice paid for them. Then, she handed me a really pretty black, silver and copper sequined top. It was a spaghetti strapped top, and I glanced at the label before I put it on. I almost threw it across the room.
"Alice! This is Versace" I hissed the words.

"And?" She looked puzzled by my anger.

"I can't believe I'm going to wear Versace. How much did you pay for this?!" I was angry that she'd spent all that money on me.

"Uh, three I think? I'm not sure; I don't really pay attention to prices."

"Three hundred?" That was too much.

"No, thousand." She flipped her hand up in the air as if it was no big deal. I forgot how to breathe for a second.

"ALICE CULLEN! I can't believe you paid that much! No way!" I was not wearing that top.

"Bella," she hissed. "It'll look really good on you. Put the top on. Now." She looked around, and listened to make sure no one was coming. I did as I was told, and put the top on. She was right. It did look good. She pushed a pair of plain black leather flats, and some black bangles into my hands. I put the shoes on my feet, and slid the bangles on my wrists. Alice drifted forward and put some black earrings in my ears. Then, she moved me in front of a mirror. I looked…amazing. Edward was going to appreciate this.

"Thank you so much, Alice!" I threw my arms around her. She hugged me back.

"See? Isn't it worth three thousand dollars? You look amazing!" She whispered into my ear.

"I guess." I still wasn't sure. That was a lot of money.

"Great. Now, let's go downstairs and knock Edward out of his socks." She led me out, and we started down the stairs.

Rosalie's POV

I felt really bad to leave Bella like that. But it was our turn. Finally! I was dying to know what people had written about Emmett and I. We were pretty….active, and I wanted to know whether people thought the same thing. As soon as I heard Jasper say that the room was free, I quickly told Bella to find Alice and I dashed downstairs to get Emmett. I pretty much pulled him up the stairs. I locked us into the room, and flew over to the computer. Emmett laughed, and lifted me up, so he could sit on the chair, and I could sit on his lap. I maneuvered the mouse expertly, clicking on the stories that looked the most interesting. I found one. It was about Emmett taking a vow of celibacy. I laughed out loud. Emmett couldn't go five hours without getting restless, let alone five months. He looked at me, an indignant look on his exquisite face. I kissed him full on the lips, and the mad look was replaced with a goofy look. He was head over heels for me, just like I was for him. As soon as the goofy look appeared, I developed one of my own. What was I doing? I snapped myself out of it, and looked back to the screen. The girls made me out to be some sort of a bitch. How rude! The only reason I was cold to Bella was because I didn't trust her. That was then. Now, Bella and I were pretty good friends. I found out just how much she loved Edward when she went to Italy to save him, risking her life. I knew that if someone risked their own life, they wouldn't risk the life, or lifestyle of the person they loved. I'd felt pretty stupid when I realized that, a bit later then all the others. I was trying to make up for how cold I'd been.

They also made me out to be a cold person to the rest of my family. Pigheaded and disagreeable. That wasn't me, not really. I was offended. I'd decided I'd had enough. I hopped off Emmett's lap, and sat on Alice's bed. Let him have a go at the computer. Those 'fan fiction' writers had made him out to be a stupid oaf. Well, he may be an oaf occasionally, but Emmett's not stupid, not really. Ha. I was going to enjoy his reactions to the fan fiction. I sat back, and let him start reading, a smile on my face.

Emmett's POV

Rosalie hopped off my lap. I still had that goofy, stupid, blathering look on my face. I still got it every time she kissed me. I still couldn't believe my luck. My wife was smokin' hot, and she would stay that way for eternity. Could a man ask for more? I scrolled through the pages, and decided I would skip the fictions about sex. Rosalie and I did enough of that, and I think I would enjoy the real thing better anyway. I flipped forward to one called Rosalie's Birthday Gone Wrong by someone called twilightgirl1918. I opened it, and started reading. I finished it, and for kicks, I left a comment. I read a couple others, and was mildly disappointed. People made me out to be kind of stupid. Okay, a lot stupid. And I wasn't dumb. I hate that. People think that because I have a friendly disposition, and big muscles, that I'm dumb. True, I did almost die by being mauled by a bear, but that wasn't my fault. I just meant to do a little hunting, not for bears, by the way, and then all of a sudden, this huge bear comes out. I tried to run, but it caught me. Not my fault. Geez. One bear mauling and people label you a dumbass.

Anyway, I'm not dumb. I swear. I'd kind of had enough of fan fictions by this time too, and I glanced over at the clock. We had a half hour left. "You done? I mean, reading the fan fiction?" Rose was lounging on the bed, looking mighty fine.

"Yeah, I really don't want to read anymore about how much of a hag I am. I'm not a hag, am I, Emmett?" She flashed her puppy dog eyes at me. I felt like I fell into them. She was so hot.

"No, baby, you're not a hag, or anything close." I reassured her, and by this time, I was on the bed with her, and she was snuggling into my arms. This woman was heaven on earth.

"Thank you, Emmett. I think we should go downstairs now. I want to see what Alice did with Bella, and his reaction. His head will probably fall off." She started laughing, and it sounded like music. Really good music. The kind you dance to. I was so lovesick. Someone needed to slap me.

"Okay. Let's go." I pulled her up off the bed, and held on to her hand. We walked over to the door, and I pulled it open. So much for the lock. Oops. I walked forward, pulling Rose behind me, and almost tripped over something. I looked down. Jasper.

"JASPER! Were you listening?!" I was pissed. Suddenly, a wave of serenity washed over all of us. Damn Jasper and his gift. "Oh, you know what? Never mind, it's okay." I stepped away from him, and started toward the stairs, still towing Rosalie behind me.

Bella's POV

I followed Alice down the stairs, and into the living room. Edward was sitting with his back to me when we reached the room. He must have smelled me or something, because he flipped around to see me, and his mouth dropped open. He was next to me in a flash, and his hands were all over me. My waist, my neck, my face, my back. Then his lips were on mine. Wow, I was going to have to let Alice make me over more often. Thank you, Alice.

"So you like it then?" Rosalie's voice came from near the staircase.

"Oh yeah, he likes it. Look at him." Emmett's booming voice rang out, and then he started laughing. They stepped further into the room. Jasper followed. Edward looked around. He pulled me up the stairs. I turned back to wave at everyone. Jasper and Emmett had huge grins on their faces. Rosalie winked at me, and Alice waved back. Edward headed toward his room, dragging my behind him. What on earth was he doing? I guess I was going to find out.