AN: The next chapter is up for your perusal. Hope everyone is enjoying this bit of fun, because that really is what it is – all for fun, and because I like to write stories that have Emmett in them. As with all my work so far, I credit Stephenie Meyer for the creation of these wonderful characters.

By the way, thanks for the reviews, and because of a review, I added the part about Rosalie – it wasn't in the original.

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The Agreement – Chapter Two

I waved to Emmett as he pulled up. I hoped he would agree with my plan, but I worried about how he'd inhibit Edward from discovering my plan. I walked over to his truck; he had a huge grin on his face.

"I hear you're in more trouble than ever." He chuckled as he looked significantly toward my bike. "Is this, then, the offending piece of equipment?"

"Yes, Charlie is extremely upset. I just endured a one hour lecture on the hazards of motorcycles and what happens to those unlucky people who decided to ride one." I frowned remembering how enraged Charlie had been, and still was.

"I take it you want me to dispose of it in some manner." He smiled down on me. I kept forgetting how tall he was.

"Oh no." I replied, shocked at the thought of losing my bike. Emmett frowned, raised his eyebrows, and stared at me. I peered back at the house to discover if Charlie was watching from the window. When I noticed he wasn't, I continued, "I want you to store it for me in your garage, and . . . well, I . . . um . . . thought . . . maybe," I was unsure of how to ask and then Emmett stopped me.

"Bella, you're not seriously thinking about keeping the motorcycle?"

I nodded my head in reply.

"Bella, you've become rather rebellious since I was away." His tone sounded shocked yet amused. "What does Edward think about that?"

I became rather defensive at that point. "It's my motorcycle, and I don't care what he thinks. If I'm going to go behind Charlie's back to keep it, then Edward had better just accept that." I couldn't believe those words had come out of my mouth, but I felt like a mother defending her child; or maybe like a spoiled child wanting her own way about keeping a dangerous pet. "Look, Emmett, it might be better if you didn't mention to Edward that you're storing the bike for me."

He gave me a quizzical look. I wondered if my defensive attitude was as surprising to him as it was to me.

"Just tell him you're holding it for me until I decide what to do with it. Tell him I just need it out of Charlie's sight for the time being."

Emmett continued to stare at me, "And just what are you planning on doing with it?"

"Well," I started hesitantly, "I was kinda hoping that maybe . . ." I paused but then decided I needed to blurt it out as quickly as possible so it was over, so I took a deep breath and said, "I was hoping you'd take me out on it and help me finish learning how to ride it." I kept my eyes on the driveway under my feet as I said that, but as soon as I finished, I looked up into Emmett's eyes.

He had a smile playing around his lips, but I saw laughter behind his light butterscotch eyes. "You're wicked Bella. You're planning on getting into trouble and you're going to drag me along."

I could tell from his tone he was not upset; if his tone was an indicator of his real feelings, then he was actually amused at my request. "Then, you'll do it?" I asked returning his smile.

"Yes, but you have to promise me that you won't hurt yourself; otherwise, I have to defend myself from Edward when he tries to kill me for allowing any harm to come to you." He paused and looked at me a moment as if trying to figure something out. "Okay, I have one condition."

"And that would be?" I questioned wondering what condition he could possibly make.

"Well, obviously I don't want you getting hurt, so I'd like you to wear a heavy long sleeve shirt and jeans. Plus, I'll pick up a few safety items for you to use to help keep you protected. That's my condition."

It sounded reasonable, and he had a point. Edward would be upset with him if I hurt myself. "Not a problem. I don't want Edward mad at you because I got hurt, but . . . Wait, what do you mean by 'picking up a few safety items'?" I was curious about what Emmett had in mind.

"I'm going to buy you a few things that you will have to wear during any lesson I give you." I was about to protest his buying me anything but he quickly continued, "Even though I'm buying you something to wear, I'm actually buying protection for myself. Think of it as insurance," Emmett chuckled and added, "against Edward's wrath." Then he became a little more serious, "I won't teach you unless you agree, and besides, it's not like I'll take you to the mall shopping like Alice wants to."

I wasn't happy that he would be spending money on me, but he was right, I could get hurt and I didn't want Edward being mad at either of us, so I decided it was in my best interest to agree. "I really don't like anyone spending money on me, but since this is insurance for you I'll agree this time. Besides, I really want to finish learning to ride my bike without incident. There is one other promise I would like from you." I saw his eyebrows rise. "I would prefer if you didn't let Edward know that we are going to do this." I then saw a question forming on his face so I quickly continued. "I'm not going to tell Edward that I'm planning on riding my motorcycle. He thinks it's reckless and dangerous for me, so you can't let him know. That means you'll have to watch your thoughts and keep them from Edward." I wondered if he would be able to do that. "Can you do that?"

"Not a problem, this way I don't have to explain why you asked me to go out with you and not him." Emmett chuckled in reply relieving my concern that he might disagree. "Besides, I know exactly what to think about if he gets too curious or starts to search for something I don't want him knowing."

I saw a huge smile spreading across his face, and his eyes took on a look I'd seen in Edward's eyes a few times when we had gotten a little carried away. I was glad that I couldn't read minds like Edward because I didn't have any desire to know what was on Emmett's mind at that moment. I decided to change the subject, and I realized I'd need to get inside or Charlie would be grilling me about what took so long. "Thanks Emmett. I really appreciate everything you're doing for me." I still needed to ask one question. "How will Rosalie feel about you doing this for me?"

"Don't worry about her. She still feels guilty about what happened, and she's looking for ways to make amends." His smile grew immensely larger.

"She doesn't need to do that. I don't hold anything against her. Maybe I should tell her that." I didn't want Rosalie to have a reason to dislike me.

"No, Bella. This is actually good; now that Rose feels guilty, she will be nice to you and, believe it or not, to everyone else in the family. She is trying to make amends; hell, she's even nicer to me right now and I like that fact, so please, for me and everyone in the family, don't ruin it."

It never dawned on me that Rosalie would act nice to every one because of what she told Edward, but if everyone wanted her to continue being nice to them and this was what it took, then I didn't want to be the one who stopped it. "Okay, I won't say anything, but at least you know, I don't hold it against her," I stated in case it should ever come up later. "Do you need any help putting the bike in the truck?" I knew he'd answer no, but it only seem appropriate to offer.

Emmett walked over to my motorcycle and then replied with a laugh while picking it up with one hand. "I think I can handle this on my own."

I laughed with him. After he got it in the back, I walked over and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks Emmett, I really appreciate this. I have to go before Charlie becomes suspicious."

"Do you have a message for Edward?" He must have seen my surprised look. "He'll ask if you said anything to pass on to him."

"Oh, well," it caught me a little off guard that Edward would ask that, so I had to decide what I would want Emmett to say to Edward. I love you, would seem a little odd coming from Emmett, and he definitely wouldn't want to pass on a kiss even though I'd like to give him one. Then I thought of just the message I could send, and I was sure it would put a smile on Emmett's face as well as Edward's. "Tell him the window will be open." I smiled and hoped a blush wouldn't creep up my face.

Emmett did smile, then he ruffled my hair and said, "I'll see you later, and we'll decide when this lesson is going to take place." Then he got in his truck and left.

My steps were light as I walked into the house. After the depressing talk with Jacob and Charlie's lecture, I was finally able to find something to be happy about. I removed any hint of a smile from my face as I stopped by the living room before going up to my room. "It's gone dad. Emmett agreed to take it."

"What took so long?" Charlie sounded more than a tad suspicious.

"Emmett was telling me about a trip he and Rosalie took over their spring break. They went to Africa. Emmett likes to hunt and he had a good time while he was there." I was getting better at this lying thing. I even sounded convincing to myself. "I'm going to my room. I need to email mom and then I have some Calculus homework to finish." I kissed him on the cheek. "Night dad."

"Good night Bella. I'm glad you got rid of that thing." He watched me for my reaction.

"Not a problem dad." I turned and walked slowly up to my room.