Hi guys. I know I have been awful about updating recently. I've just been so busy and I read New Moon. That's reason enough. Well, I had a wonderful birthday party yesterday and now I've come up with a new idea. I will update one of my stories at least twice a week. I want to finish all of these! Well, actually I want to finish "The Hidden Daughter" so I can focus on this one. It really bothers me that I haven't finished that. Well, here you go. I hope it doesn't completely suck.

By the way, thank you to all of you for reviewing! You all rock and I suck.

Disclaimer: Everybody sing "Y-M-C-A" because I do not own Twilight or New Moon and it's just fun.

Rosalie's P.O.V.:

I was standing in a field full of beautiful flowers. It was huge! Emmett's and my own sacred spot. This was the patch of land I had been standing on when I heard him on that fateful day. I looked around and saw that everything was exactly as it had been the first time I came here. It was full of tall grasses and wild flowers bordered the meadow. It was surrounded on three sides with forest and one side with a river that had a fast, strong current. The sun was out, exposing me for the monster that I really was. But right now, I didn't care. All I wanted was to relive the moment. All my worries and thoughts faded to the back of my mind as I sat still and just listened. Opening my eyes, I realized that I had sunk to the ground. Frantically, I looked down at my outfit to survey the damage. When I looked down, instead of the short, black denim mini and the blood red halter top I had been wearing, I was wearing something…old fashioned. With a jolt, I realized that these were the clothes that I had found Emmett in.

Emmett? Where was he? I turned to whisper to the one person in my life…or existence…who made this whole thing worthwhile.

But when I turned, it all faded away. In place of the meadow was a hospital room. Confused, I moved the curtain in front of me to get a better view. It was Edward with Carlisle. Vaguely I registered that something was different about him but before I could voice my concern, he started screaming and writhing in pain.

"Stop the fire!" he was yelling. Finally, I realized what the difference was. This wasn't the Edward I knew, this was the human Edward. His green eyes and slight color told me this. I was there with him during his transformation; I was feeling his pain.

"Stop it!" I yelled weakly. "I just want Emmett…Take me back to our meadow! Please! Make it stop!"

The scene changed yet again, this time I was in a dark room but my heightened senses picked up on a presence in the room with me. "Hello?" I called. "Who is there?"

"Rosalie…" a voice sneered. It was quite frightening actually, and it took a lot to get me scared.

"Who…who is it?"

"Rose, we used to be family. I thought you loved me," the voice continued.

"Where's Emmett?" I asked, getting seriously freaked out.

"Your savior, the big, strong Emmett isn't going to save you from this one. It's your entire fault, you know. Your entire fault…"

"Stop it! What's my fault? Where is Emmett?"

"It's your fault that she's gone. It's your fault she left. It's your entire fault…" This person was beginning to speak in circles. He wasn't making any sense.

"What? Who left? How is it my fault?" I asked, confused.

"Bella left."

"Edward?" I asked, appalled. I finally recognized the voice. It was so full of pain, regret, sadness…and I think hate that I didn't recognize it at first.

"Yes, it's me. Rose, it's your entire fault. What did she ever do to you? She always tried to get you to like her and you hurt her. That's what you always did. Now she's gone forever. She won't even be able to live a normal human life. You ruined her, Rosalie. You killed her."

"Edward…no…I didn't…I couldn't have…I didn't go near her…" I didn't go near Bella. I always keep my distance. What he was saying didn't make sense.

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" he roared. I cringed at the tone of his voice.

Then, in a quieter voice, he added, "I saw you."

"Edward, please. I didn't kill her," I pleaded with him to find reason.

"Save it for someone who cares, Rosalie. You are dead to me. I'm going to make you feel the pain I feel. Guess what, Rosalie? The pain doesn't go away. Time stands still when you have no reason to exist. You don't smile, you don't laugh, and you're just there. Nothing matters anymore. I'm going to make you feel what I feel."

"Edward, no. Please. I didn't do it."

"It's too late…" he whispered and he was gone. A moment later, he was back holding something in his arms. Somehow I knew what it was, but I hoped with all my being that I was wrong. Of course I wasn't. In my arms I was holding my husband's ashes. All traces of life left over from my human life left me then, sadness and overwhelming pain replacing it. Instantly, I knew that Edward was right. It wouldn't go away; it never would.

At this point, I woke up screaming. "EMMETT! EMMETT! NO! EMMETT!" Dazed and confused, I looked around the room I was in. It was vaguely familiar but not comforting at all. I was in a hotel room. More specifically, the Ruston; the hotel stationary on the bedside table told me that. That's when I heard a faint whimpering sound coming from the bathroom.

Quickly and quietly, I went to investigate. I didn't remember coming here…What happened? The last thing I recalled was seeing Emmett pull one of his stupid jokes and something happened after that but it was a little hazy…

When I opened the door, I saw Bella curled into a ball, whimpering and sobbing into herself. "Bella?" I called out softly.

"No…leave me alone…just leave me alone…" she managed to whimper out between sobs.

"Bella, I'm not going to hurt you. Are you okay?"

"I just want Edward. Please, stop this. Take me home…I want Edward."

Something clicked in the back of my mind then and I realized something. Just minutes ago, I had been sleeping. Sleeping, as in unconscious and resting. I was dreaming. Also, I didn't want my brother, Edward, to ever be that mad at me. And I wanted Emmett to be back into my arms. I didn't care about his stupid jokes or anything else, I just wanted him back. But I had been sleeping…Something weird was happening.

The last thing I remembered before someone knocked on the door was that I had seen a flash of white and bright red eyes before the nightmare.

I am terribly sorry for not updating sooner! I finally decided for sure what Mike Newton's gift is. Since it took forever for me to update, I'm going to give you a choice. It's a spoiler. So I will tell you what Mike Newton's gift is if you want to know because you aren't going to find out until one or two or possibly even three chapters after this. So if you want to know about his gift or if you have any questions, just tell me in a review or private message. I accept both! Thanks so much for reading!