A/N: I've been doing a lot of thinking about this story lately.

For whatever reason this seems to be everyone's favorite story of mine and it's also special to me because it was my first slash.

I feel much better about writing and I can say that I will eventually start writing the sequel.

I have no idea when that will be so I wanted to give you guys some more material.

I decided to go about giving you guys more material by writing an outtake.

This is an outtake, but it is relevant to the sequel. I'm pretty sure that makes absolutely no sense, LOL.

This outtake takes place a week after Emmett's suspension so the events in this chapter occurred before James came over for dinner in the last chapter.

I wrote a little bit from Kate's POV in this chapter. It's the first time that I wrote from her POV. I love her character so it was fun to write.

I was talking to DarkAbsynthe about the story and that actually made me want to write an outtake. So kudos to her!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything associated with Stephenie Meyer's characters.

Realize Outtake

Emmett's POV

I hated peas. I'd neverreally cared for them, but I fucking hated them at the moment. I actually hated all of the food on my plate; the mashed potatoes, the baked chicken, and the corn too. I was hungry, but not in the mood to eat so I was playing with the food on my plate like a 4 year old. I was raking my fork across my plate idly, relishing in the annoying high pitched sound it made. Jasper kicked my chair and told me to knock it off so that only made me move the fork faster. Carlisle banged his fists on the table and that caused me to look up at him.

"Stop playing with your damn food!" He yelled at me.

"I don't want to eat it," I told him.

"Sweetie, you haven't been eating since your punishment started. Can you at least eat a little bit of it?" Esme begged.

"I just said that I don't want to fucking eat!" I snapped and Esme flinched at my tone.

"Apologize to your aunt and then go upstairs to your room. You will stay in your room 24/7 if you can't act any better," Carlisle's tone was stern.

"Whatever and I'm sorry Esme," I whispered.

"That was a half-ass apology, Emmett. Look her in her eyes and apologize," He demanded.

"Why should I apologize? I'm not fucking sorry."

I grabbed my plate and I threw it at the wall and I smiled at the sound of it shattering into tiny pieces. I tossed my chair into the living room and I walked upstairs before anyone could do anything. When I got into my room I slammed my door and I screamed; I screamed louder than I thought possible. I instantly felt a little better. I ran my fingers through my hair and then I started pulling it until it was painful. Before I knew it, I was laying on my bed and I was crying.

Kate's POV

My father was seething. My mother was horrified and confused. Jasper was eating and not paying attention to anything else. I was apparently the only one who was thinking about Emmett's well being. What the hell was wrong with my cousin? Emmett's behavior lately has been so unlike him; he's been extremely moody, violent, and he hasn't been eating. My mom asks me to clean up the mess Emmett made and I wiped my hands on my napkin before going to get the broom. I started to sweep the broken pieces of the plate and I saw my dad heading toward the stairs.

"I don't want any of you to come upstairs until I tell you to. I don't want any of you to witness my 'talk' with Emmett," My father informed us.

"No! Let me talk to him, dad. I think that he'll listen to me. You finish sweeping so I can see what's wrong with him. Please. I don't want you to hurt him," I pleaded.

"If he even thinks about putting his hands on you, I promise that he will regret it," He threatened.

"He won't hurt me," I promised.

I handed my dad the broom and I went upstairs. I noticed that Emmett's door was closed and I didn't bother knocking because I knew that he would tell me to leave or he'd tell me to fuck off. I opened his door and I didn't see him. I saw a light on in his bathroom so that's where I walked to. I gasped at the sight in front of me. He had a piece of glass that I assumed was from his freshly broken mirror and he had it pressed against his arm like he was going to slit his wrist with it. I hurried over to him and knocked the glass out of his hand. Emmett looked at me with the saddest eyes I'd ever seen and he hugged me tightly. I felt like I was suffocating so I asked him to let me go. When he released me, we both walked over to his bed. I tucked him in like a little kid and I got under the covers with him.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"I don't want to talk about it," He told me with a sigh.

"Yes, you do. You have all of these emotions bottled up inside of you and you need someone to talk to. I'm here for you, Emmett. Tell Cousin Kate what's wrong," I encouraged.

"I feel so lonely and so unloved, Kate. I miss him," His voice was so soft that I almost didn't hear him.

"By him you mean James, right?" I asked, although I already knew the answer to my question.

"Yes. I didn't know that I was going to miss him so much, Kate. I didn't know that it was going to be absolute hell being with him for so long," Emmett sounded broken.

"It'll be ok. You'll be able to see him soon and everything will be fine. You shouldn't feel lonely or unloved though," I did my best to comfort him.

"James' love is like a blanket that keeps me warm. Without his love, my whole body is freezing cold. There's nothing like the feeling he gives me. I love being around James. I'm so much happier when I'm with him. Everyone is better when he's by my side," He explained.

"Do you love him?" I asked quietly.

"No, but I like him a lot. I thought all of my feelings for James were fueled by my physical attraction to him, but it's more than that. The fact that I do feel something for him scares me a bit," He admitted.

"Don't be scared, Em. Just allow yourself to feel. James loves you and I think that you're falling in love with him too," I pointed out.

"I like him, but I don't think that I'm falling in love with him. Falling in love is a really huge step and I'm not there yet," Emmett replied.

"Whatever you say, Emmett," I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm tired, I think I'm going to take a nap," He announced.

"Ok, sleep well. I love you," I told him.

"I love you too," Emmett repeated.

Emmett's POV

A light knock on my bedroom door woke me up from my nap. I groaned and looked at my clock. I saw that it was 8:30 p.m. I told whoever was at my door to come in. A smiling Kate walked into my room and that made me smile. I patted the spot right next to me on my bed and she sat down. I wiped the sleep from my eye and I told Kate that I had to go to the bathroom. When I came from the bathroom, Kate handed me her cell phone. I raised my eyebrow at her in question.

"Why are you giving me your cell phone?" I wondered.

"My parents are going to some party and Jasper and I are going to study with Alice and Garrett. I'm giving you my phone so you can call James. I know it's not as good as seeing him, but maybe hearing his voice will make you feel better," Kate explained.

"Thanks. I owe you one," I remarked.

"How many times have I heard you say that?" Kate joked.

"I know, but it's true. If your parents are dropping you off to study, have Jasper call me when you're on your way back," I suggested.

"I will, have fun," She said before she left.

I didn't call James until I was completely sure that everyone was gone. I nervously dialed his number on Kate's phone. I wasn't really sure why I was nervous, but I was. I almost hung up after the phone rang a few times and nobody answered. I sighed and just as I had my hand on the 'End' key, someone picked up the phone. They coughed a few times and cleared their throat.

"Hello?" James' voice was better than I remembered.

"J-James," Was all that I could manage.

"Emmett! I thought… But you…" He spoke incoherently.

"I'm not supposed to be talking to you, but everyone's gone and Kate let me use her phone to call you," I clarified.

"I've missed you so damn much, how are you?" He was slightly hysterical.

"I'm great now that I'm talking to you, I've missed the fuck out of you too, trust me when I say that I missed you more than you could ever know," I confessed.

"I've missed everything about you; the sound of your voice, those ocean blue eyes, the taste of your lips, your touch…" He trailed off and I bit my lip.

"You probably can't guess what I miss the most about you," I challenged.

"It's not my cock sucking abilities?" He teased.

"Hmm… I definitely fucking love the way you sucked my cock, but surprisingly the thing I miss the most about you is hearing you say the 'L' word," I admitted.

"I love you, Emmett," James told me.

"I feel like I'm high every time that you tell me that," I found myself confessing so much to him.

"I wish you could hold me in your big strong arms and kiss me everywhere," His voice was husky.

"I would love to kiss and touch you all over, James. I want to hear you moaning my name," I said with a grunt.

"Fuck, Emmett! What are you wearing?" He asked me.

"What am I wearing? Are you trying to have phone sex?" I taunted.

"Yes, if you're up for it," James answered.

"I'm wearing a football jersey and a pair of black boxer briefs, you?" I questioned.

"Take it all off. I'm naked now; I was wearing gray boxer briefs and wife beater," James informed me.

I put the phone down for a few seconds so I could undress. I took my jersey off in what seemed like record time. I almost fell trying to take my boxer briefs off. Once I was completely naked, I laid across my bed and I picked the phone back up.

"I'm naked now," I announced.

"Are you hard for me baby?" James' tone was laced in lust.

"Yes, I'm hard as brick," I responded.

"Me too, I'm thinking about how much I loved your dick in my mouth," He said with a moan.

"I'm thinking about how good it felt to have your perfect pink lips wrapped about my cock. I wish you were here now so I could fuck that pretty face of yours."

We groaned simultaneously and I couldn't take it anymore, I had to touch my dick immediately. I leaked a lot of pre-cum so I just used it as lube; I used my thumb to spread the clear fluid all over my cock. I very slowly moved my right hand up and down my cock. My eyes were closed and all that I was focused on was the movement of my hand the sounds of pleasure coming from James' mouth.

"It feels so good when I stroke myself, but I know that you could make me feel even better," He got out between pants.

"I'd make you writhe in pleasure by ramming my cock up your ass. Would you like that?" I asked as I increased my jerking.

"Fuck yes! I would love your big dick pounding my tight ass," James nearly screams.

My fist was almost a blur because I was stroking so rapidly. I breathed in James' ear and he moaned into my mine. The noises that he was making weren't only making me even hornier, but made me wish desperately that he was with me physically. His touch was unlike anything else and it set me on fire. I pictured him sucking me vigorously and then riding my cock. I gasped at that sight and I knew that I wasn't going to last very long at all.

"I'm so close to blowing a huge load. Would you swallow it for me if you were here?" I questioned as my hand was moving frantically.

"I'd swallow every last fucking drop. I'm almost there, too," He warned.

It was almost too much knowing that James was just as close as I was to climaxing. I tried to picture how he would look as he was cumming. His beautiful curls would be damp with sweat, his green eyes would be rolled into the back of his head, he would either be biting his lip, or his mouth would be wide open. His hands would probably be clawing at the sheets as he erupted. I thought about fucking James, nice and rough. I'd plunge into him relentlessly and pump his mouthwatering cock frenetically so we would cum concurrently. James grunted loudly and I knew that we were both on the brink of orgasm. I knew exactly what would send me over the edge.

"Tell me you love me," I demanded breathlessly.

"Emmett, I love you so goddamn much," James told me in a hoarse tone.

I was unraveling. His words made my head spin and the pleasure I was feeling felt almost foreign and brand new to me. I cried out his name as I came viciously; all over my sheets, chest, neck, and some even shot over my head! My body trembled and I continued to curse and scream as the orgasm wracked my body. I calmed down just in time to hear James losing control on his end. My name flew from his lips in a deafening moan as he reached his peak. The only sounds on either of our ends were heavy panting and sighs of contentment. I cleaned myself up with my boxer briefs and jersey.

"Are you still there?" I was able to ask once I caught my breath.

"Yes," James replied simply.

"Thank you. I called just to hear your voice and you gave me so much more than that," I expressed my gratitude.

"No, thank you for calling. I was really itching to talk to you, I was going crazy," He stated.

"Shit, me too. Everything is right with the world now. I can smile now that I've heard your voice and know you're doing alright," I declared.

"I don't know how I can survive 2 more weeks without you, Em. I think I'm literally going to run into your arms when I see you," He joked.

"I know the feeling. These next weeks are going to be miserable as hell. I'll only survive because I know that I'll see you soon. Once my blue eyes lock onto your emerald ones, nothing else will matter," I was starting to sound like a cheesy romance movie.

"I will make it worth your while when I see you very soon. I have to clean myself up quickly and go handle some business. You have no idea how happy I am now. I'll see you in 2 weeks," James said.

"Ok, take care. I can't wait to see you," I virtually whispered.

"I love you, Emmett McCarty," Are his parting words.

"I think I love you too, James Crawford," I said a few seconds after he hung up the phone.

A/N: That was my first time writing phone sex and it was a little weird for me, but hopefully it wasn't too bad.

This outtake is important because I don't think I effectively showed that Emmett's feelings for James are more than just sexual in the previous chapters.

Originally I was going to give a sneak peak of the first chapter of the sequel to everyone who reviewed, but I decided against it because I'm going to rewrite the first chapter of the sequel.

What I will do is write something else for this story. Maybe another outtake, maybe I'll extend a scene or write a scene from the past. I will not write a scene in the future though since I am working on the sequel.

I would love everyone's suggestions on what I should write next for this story. I am completely open to everyone's opinions and ideas.

Lastly, I would like everyone to read j true's story 'Culture Shock.' He is a great writer and I love his story. He's been extremely supportive of me so I'm just trying to do the same for him.

I would also like everyone to go read queen125's story 'The Games People Play.' She loved Realize and it inspired her own version of an EmmettxJames and I think that she's doing a fabulous job.

If you read either or both stories, please tell them that I sent you.

Oh and Happy Thanksgiving! I was supposed to post this on Thanksgiving, but decided to post this early since it was finished today.