A/N: Okay guys! That's it. Final Chapter before Epilogue. Hope you enjoy the ending…I was planning on doing something more dramatic since I tend to like twisted endings but I guess you'll have to thanks my sister and my BFF for this one.

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-» I'm sorry if you find any mistakes since my Word is going nuts and "eats" some of the words I write. Anyways, here it is.

-»Just one last thing before you start reading this chapter: there's a really amazing Rosalie/Emmett story written by Dalloway5906 called Bittersweet. You should really read it if you like this couple.

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Breathe Me - Sia

Emmett POV

"I'll be back as soon as possible. I promise. I just have to set some things straight with my mother…" Her violet pleading eyes met mine.

"You don't have to go…you can just call her." I suggested, grabbing her hand. Her long thin fingers rubbed the back of mine anxiously, almost as if she feared something.

"I really need to go. I'll be back in two weeks or so…" Rose turned on the bed and stuck her elbows on the mattress, the bed shits covering her naked body. "I have some last photo shoots and appointments you know…"

I pulled her body against me and covered her sweet warm lips with mine, hoping she would come back as soon as possible. "I love you Rose."

However, she didn't come back neither the next fortnight nor two months later.

Even so I felt like that had been the best night of my life and I expected her to feel the same way. I had given my love for her as her reason to stay, but she flew away too fast.

I tried to call her but she had cancelled her phone number. I understood her silent as her very own way to say goodbye to me. And I didn't want hold to her back. I wanted her to be happy and I didn't want to get in her way.

Looking backwards, I can actually say that those were the best years of my life. I enjoyed every single moment: every little fight every jealousy and pain every laughter and cry, every party and concern…all those mornings and afternoons and nights… I didn't regret a thing.

And now, it was time to close this chapter of my life. I felt happy, fulfilled and peaceful.

"Have you decided which University are you choosing?" Esme startled me which forced me to get up and pick up the brochures about colleges.

"I don't know…there's this one in Florida that seems interesting." I handed her one of the leaflets. "It has a nice dorms and brotherhoods. Close to Miami and I've heard they had good waves there…"

"You're still thinking about Rosalie, aren't you?" Her question hit with the strength of a tsunami. "Don't worry honey. You'll find someone else."

"Let it go mum. I'm over her. Hum…I've also thought of Yale but…I can't make my mind up. I think Harvard also has a Rugby team and I'm pretty sure they could use a guy like me."

Rosalie POV

"Is that jealousy Mark?"

"I guess you'll have to find out Alexia…" he kissed my cheek.

"CUT! Everything was fine but there's a problem with camera 4. Rose, I just want you to step a little bit closer to that cross next time. Break time, two minutes."

I had gotten a big part in a movie so I couldn't be more satisfied than ever. If everything went well, I was in the right path to Hollywood.

Yet, I still regretted leaving Emmett back in Forks… I didn't know why I didn't stay. I knew I would never be completely happy without him by my side. I missed his deep voice and sweet bear hugs; I needed his love but I was just too much of a chicken to return…

"Here is you coffee Rose."

"Thank you Taylor. Do you know where Demi is? I need to check something with her for the next scene."

"She is in props I guess. You'd better not go there now…Margaret is working on Demi's make up and you know how she stays when she is interrupted.

"Thirty seconds. Guys, come over here. We need to shoot this scene once more and then we will be on to the stunts."

"No? How come? Don't tell me what I should or shouldn't do!"

"We have a very strict regulation about it. I'm sorry but that's not possible."

I felt furious, impotent. I had to hurry up since I didn't want to have my mother around me. "Henrique I need to get to my mother's private plane, now!"

"But…"

"No buts or else I'll fire you. Quick, I don't have time waste. Is it me or it's just really hot around here?"

I was having a hard time since I needed to get on plane as soon as possible and the only solution was to «steal» my mother's.

"I just can't be walking around all day long I want a plane now!" I complained feeling sorry for them. I was in a really bad mood that day. "Can someone help me over here? Are you retarded or what?"

"Do you need a doctor?"

"NO! A million times no! I'm feeling fine…I just need to get this plane to take off." I ordered, speaking through my clenched teeth. "I also need my car! Make sure you load it morons!"

It was August and it was extremely hot. I felt like I was sweating through all my pores. I felt tired, sick and I just wanted this to be over.

"Faster! I'm pretty sure my mother has already finished her Appletini and already discovered I'm at the airport."

The stewardess explained to me all the emergency procedures and then sat in front of me. "You really have to calm down. The pilot is just checking the engine and we will be taking off in about five minutes. There's nothing to worry about."

I inhaled loudly and tried to make myself comfortable in the chair. I turned the TV on MTV because I knew Jersey Shore was about to start and I was pretty sure it would help me calm down.

"Good morning Ms. Hale. Welcome aboard to Cessna Citation X750. I'm your pilot for this trip and my name is Samuel Rodger. I hope you have good flight."

Nonetheless, that was the worst flight ever. I couldn't sit properly and I would have to go to the bathroom every half an hour.

"Miss Hale? We are about to land in Portland airport so you need to sit down and buckle your seat belt."

Everything seemed to be happening too slowly which was nerve-wracking. "Jasper? Are you already there?" I decided to phone my brother.

"Yeah yeah. Don't worry. I see you escaped mother's claws…"

"I really felt like stabbing her yesterday…I'm glad you stayed in Forks…Just one thing: are you sure no one knows I'm coming?"

"Don't worry about that."

I entered the airport and managed to reach my brother as fast as I could. When we entered his car my things were already packed in the luggage and my car was being taken to Forks.

"You need help?"

"No…I'm just tired. My day was like hell and I could use a good night sleep."

"Don't worry. We'll be home soon. You look so beautiful…and different…I don't understand why you stayed…you should have come sooner."

"I don't know what I was thinking…Madison Hale will always be Madison Hale no matter what."

The next day I woke up very early and opened my window. The hot breeze hit my face gently and the sun beams illuminated my bedroom. I headed to my bathroom and opened the hot water tap, letting the water flow while I got my pajamas off.

The steam was soon invading the bathroom but before I entered the bathtub I took a quick glance at my reflection in the mirror. Yes, Jasper was right. There was something different about me. I looked even more beautiful than I could remember.

It was a sunny day, so I decided to dress something light and fresh. "Why doesn't this fit me? Ugh…"

I got downstairs in a minute and headed towards the kitchen where I ate waffles and a cup of milk.

I didn't want to wake up my brother so I managed to reach the garage and entered my car as fast as I could and turned the engine on. However I didn't press the accelerator. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay where I was because I didn't know how he would handle with my return.

I felt like crying but somehow I found enough strength inside of me to keep on, to stay focused while driving. I knew he would be at the beach by now. Jasper told me he had this sort of ritual since I left Forks: every day before classes he would drive to La Push with his board, surfed for about half an hour and then he would stay watching the sun rising.

Every inch felt like needles pinching me; I felt butterflies in my stomach and my heart was pumping too fast. I need to calm down. It was imperative for me to calm down.

'I hope this works. I hope he doesn't stay mad at me…I hope he still loves me the way I love him. For our sake…'

I parked my car next to his. There I could see the entire seashore. The waves were spreading in the golden sand leaving a trail of white foam behind along with tons of colourful shells. I felt the hoping breeze swirling around me, gently playing with my hair.

It was time.

Emmett POV

I used to go surf everyday early in the morning in La Push. Surfing helped me clean my mind up and also remembered the previous summer, when Rose still lived in Forks. 'That sure was the best summer of my life.'

I missed her. I missed her touch, her presence... her laughter. Her sweet smell invading my nostrils…Even the way she used to smoke her cigarettes.

I put my board on the sand and took off my thermal suit. I looked into the blue and cloudless sky, feeling the warm breeze on my skin. It was going to be an abnormal hot day in Forks. 'Maybe I'll phone the guys to come to the beach or something.'

I sat down by the water, feeling the little shells pressing against the palm of my hands while the little waves covered my feet.

"Emmett?"

'Great, now I'm hallucinating…' I thought to myself, trying to ignore the voice inside my head. I felt my feet sinking in the sand as the waves gently passed by, leaving a trail of sea life behind, a myriad of colourful shells sparkling by the sun light, playing in the golden sand…

"Emmett?" I felt her hand touching my shoulder. I moved my hand and I met those two precious violet eyes, her golden hair falling down her shoulders. Was it a dream? "I'm so sorry…I know I said I would be back soon but it was just too much for me to handle with…"

I got on my knees and wrapped her with my arms, kissing her perfect lips but I felt something pressing against my stomach which made me stop. I stepped back and looked down…my heart froze. My mind almost exploded.

"What…? Why are…? I thought you loved me Rose…Damn it! Don't tell me. Your mother found you a billionaire and…"

She took my hand and I helped getting on her feet as gently as I could.

"Emmett….I…I can't sleep, I'm always sick and my mother has made my life a living hell. I feel fat, huge and tired. I'm always in a bad mood and I'm scared. My mum wanted me to abort but it was too late and today I was supposed to be meeting the adoptive parents…I sort of stole her private jet because the air company doesn't let pregnant women fly. All of this just to come back to you. I miss you Emmett."She had tears tumbling down her face, a mix of pain and despair. "I need you…"

Her speech let me wordless. I couldn't breathe and all of it just sounded too surreal. "Why didn't you come back earlier? Were you even thinking of telling me about this?"

"I didn't know how you would react…it was all so abrupt. I was supposed to be a movie star! I just shot my first movie four months ago…I had everything set up. Plus…I…I was and I am afraid you reject me." She looked like a piece of paper ripped apart and thrown in the garbage. "I'm so sorry…I just…it was my first time and I…"

"I'm so sorry Rose…this is my fault. I…don't know what to say." I hugged her, as she cried on my chest with her belly bump gently pressing my stomach. I didn't know what to do. What to feel: I was perplex, petrified, guilty and awkwardly happy. I had been her first time…

"Em…you don't have to be sorry." She managed pull off a smile. She looked like a fallen angel, so beautiful and alluring but yet so fragile. "I was the one who made you miserable."

"Shsh…Don't worry Rose…you know I'll always be here for you." I kissed her forehead, inhaling her wondrous perfume.

She stepped back, her golden hair waving around. "And you'll always be here for them…"she placed her hands on her belly. I frowned. "It's twins…"

I fell on my knees. "I'm going to be a daddy? Oh god…my kids…our children…You just made me happiest man in the world Rose." I pulled her shirt up and placed my hands on her belly. "One of them kicked…!"

I was astonished and so was Rose. "It's two boys…And you were right…you gave me the perfect excuse to stop smoking…"

I smiled and got back on my feet. "When will they be born?"

"I'm seven months pregnant…it's August…maybe in October you'll have two little Emmetts in your arms. Two little teddy bears…"

Rosalie looked so beautiful…Her sparkly violets eyes, her softened expression, her gentle touch. She looked like a goddess in white, a vision from Paradise.

She had grown up and so did I. She was not that party girl anymore and I wasn't just the hot athlete. She had found her place, her family, her self-respect. Her inner peace, her reason to stay. I had given her my life, my love. I had given her a reason to stay.

"I love you so much…"I whispered in her ear. "And I love them. You're everything to me and you'll always be."

"Emmett…my everlasting love..."

She had found me and I had found her.

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