Hello, so here I am again with another story again for Rosalie and Emmett a criminally underrated couple. This time we are in a New Moon setting for a smaller story of about 17 chapters all taking place from the Volterra arc. So yeah an AU but only a little bit.

(As if that makes a difference!)

A side note on the relationship with Alice. As I have previously stated as I grow older I find that I struggle with the character of Alice the most. I do see her actions sometimes as toxic and while I don't believe Stephanie intended for her to be written that way sometimes I just want to reach through the pages and shake the vampire until she understands certain things. This was a way of getting all of that out. If you love Alice and think she can do no wrong this might not be the best story for you. Her relationship with Rosalie and how she and Edward treat Rosalie is something I have addressed many a time throughout my fics and stories but I hope that you enjoy nonetheless. This is not intended to be an Alice bashing fic, this is just for me to have my say as an ardent Rosalie fan. For all Alice lovers out there I hope that you understand and I am hopeful that one day I will learn to re-like Alice again.

This is not one hundred percent cannon, if you are looking for word for word perfect scenes out of the book then I am not the author for you, this is my interpretation of these events.

There will be trigger warnings for this story and keep in mind a hell of a lot of swearing for what is in the books, also some interpretation on Rosalie and Emmett's past. This also might turn into an M Rated story depending on how I take it. Again something to keep in mind as we progress.

Some events might be missed from the book as well but the bare bones of it still remain.

Also spelling/grammar etc...not my strongest point. Again something to take note off.

Disclaimer-Nothing is mine.

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And on a side note, I like so many other Fanfiction Authors no longer receive notifications via email about reviews/PMs etc. So if you do send any it might be a while, if ever before I get back to you. Please keep that in mind for it is not intentional-If anyone has a fix please let me know.

Also this chapter is based more on the movie than the book, in the movie it all happens in the space of one night and so that's what's happening in this story. Rest of the time it should be a pretty even spread between the two.

And some TRIGGER WARNINGS for Bella's depression (seriously don't get me started on what that turns to in Eclipse) and Rosalie's past.

And this chapter does deal with Carlisle and Rosalie's father daughter relationship, again it is one of those relationships in the Twilight Saga that endlessly fascinates me simply because it is never explored. So this my taking on it and my taking on Carlisle's point of view which is always tricky.

But that being said I do so like writing Carlisle bonding with his children, especially his boys. I can just totally see the father/son hunting nights in my head.

Spheres Of Influence

Chapter 5-Ambush Predator

Emmett and Carlisle share a moment as reality crashes down on both of them.

"To a father, nothing is dearer than a daughter" Euripides

The second Emmett started running Carlisle was out after him. It was past pure instinct at his point, now it was just pure need. The need to stop Emmett from going after Rosalie and Emmett's need was to go after Rosalie. The whole thing was a complete and utter mess and such was his desire to go after his son, to drag back another child from the brink of certain death kicking and screaming if he had to, that he didn't even look at his wife who had been watching the breakdown of her family with wide eyes that he knew would she be able to, be filled with tears.

Already the urge to rush back and comfort her was so strong he had to fight the urge to rush backwards but then before he think upon that thought he burned his legs faster to get to Emmett.

Emmett was fast. He was fast, not as fast as Edward but fast enough to where his three sons would go for races and it would be hard to tell which one was which.

But he was older, he was faster and though he didn't want to act like it he was stronger. He didn't acknowledge his strength, didn't need to flaunt it (he'd rather his boys have all the fun, sometimes Carlisle felt too old to go through the whole song and dance with his sons) and so it was easy for him to catch up to Emmett and then he slammed Emmett into a tree forcing him to go flying across the treeline taking out four trees clean out and all but destroying a fifth one. Emmett collapsed in a groan and Carlisle worked his shoulder even though he knew that there was no need for it before he walked over to his son offering a hand which Emmett did not take.

It was almost comical how Emmett was predictable.

He came at Carlisle needing to burn his rage off and Carlisle understood. He twisted his arm around then flipped Emmett onto his back throwing him towards one of the broken trees which shattered again on impact.

"We can keep doing this" Carlisle said sternly. "Or we can sit and talk. But if you think you are going to run off to Italy then you have another thing coming"

Good Lord he sounded like his father. Emmett on his back stared up at him for a second and Carlisle knew that he was trying his chances, trying to find a weakness that he could exploit. There wasn't one, not a physical one anyway. All of Carlisle's weaknesses was tied into the six children scattered across the globe (and yes he did include Bella in that thank you very much) and in the wonderful woman that for reasons beyond his comprehension had chosen to love him regardless of the fact that everyone but her knew she could do a lot better.

And now there was this.

He understood Emmett's anger. My God when he had found out he too had been so angry, he had been so angry he could barely think. The problem was he had barely had time to process the events that were being shouted at him when Emmett had come home and he had, had to be told. He'd come into the house painfully unaware of what was happening and then he'd had his world blown apart.

Carlisle could understand it he really could. If it was Esme…

He couldn't think past the pain the very thought of that cost him and he shuddered violently as Emmett clambered to his feet. For a second father and son stared at each other and then Emmett pushed past him, he didn't start running he started pacing and Carlisle watched for a second trying to figure out what he was planning.

"Emmett I know how you feel"

"No you don't" came the immediate response.

It was not out of the realm of what he had been expecting from Emmett so Carlisle decided to let that one slide. There were bigger things to worry about right now. He was achingly aware that if he let Emmett go back to the house there was serious concern that Alice could come to harm and while there was a part of him (the vindictive fatherly side) that would not mind to see that happen it was immediately drowned out by the part of him that acknowledged that Alice was as much his child as the rest of them and that while she had made a terrible, terrible mistake (and it was) there was no way it had been done with any foreseen consequences. Alice had simply been seeing a way to save Edward's life and maybe reunite him with Bella in the process, Alice had never really seen the bigger picture. For a woman who could see everything she was remarkably self absorbed when it came to the big picture.

And then there was Edward…but he would leave Edward for another day. If his son got out of this alive then Carlisle was going to shake him because disappearing for half a decade was one thing, ripping throats out up and down the eastern seaborn was another but this was beyond anything that he had put Esme and him through and Carlisle was going to make damn sure that he knew it.

And Edward was coming home. Rosalie was coming home. Bella was coming home. To think otherwise was…well…it was unthinkable.

"Emmett…son…"

"Don't call me that" Emmett snapped and Carlisle tried to show how utterly unaffected he was by that. Out of all of his children Emmett had been the one who had embraced the pet names of Mom and Dad that he and Esme secretly treasured. Edward and Rosalie both had complicated relationships with their parents and Alice had not remembered hers. She and Jasper had never been comfortable throwing around the moniker that he and Esme both secretly loved.

Emmett on the other hand was nothing short of gleeful when it came to using those words.

And now it was all falling apart like water through his open fingers and Carlisle didn't know how to pull it back.

"Emmett—"

"How the hell could this happen?"

"I don't know…I don't know Emmett I don't. I found out ten minutes or so before you came through the door and…and I am just as mad as you are—"

"When Esme is put on a plane and sent to die Carlisle you come and find me and then you will get just how mad I am"

It was designed to hurt and Carlisle took the hit as best he could but the thought of Esme in Rosalie's place was enough to send him gasping in phantom pain.

And it was painful enough. For whatever Emmett had said, the vitriol that he had thrown at them it was simply not true. Carlisle had…it was not true.

He loved all his children equally including Rosalie and Emmett, out of all of his children had it been harder to forge a way forwards with Rosalie than it had been with any of the others? Yes but Carlisle had not been stupid, he had understood that a lot of that was tied into the fact that Rosalie had not wanted this life, had no choice about it and had hated him for it alongside the men who had set her on this path. He did not know about her own relationship with her actual father but he remembered Rochester quite well and he knew that Hale Sr had been a borderline pimp interested in selling his thirteen year old for whatever price he could get for her with no thought to her comfort or her happiness.

Looking back he didn't know where Emmett was coming from. He had…alright perhaps he had better relationships with Alice and Edward and perhaps he did rely on them and their gifts a bit too much (and boy was that biting him in the ass right now) but he had never thought that it came across as favouritism.

"I need to go after her" Emmett muttered and then he kicked his foot through a tree trunk.

"Emmett—"

"She has no idea what she is walking into, she doesn't know how it works or anything or—"

"No she doesn't"

"And you want to let her go?"

Emmett looked at him and Carlisle had to control his reaction. He had to do his best not to shiver at the very look. They mated for life in this life and Emmett had the look of a man who knew that at the end of the day his reality was going to be over.

His reality, his world, his whole reason for being, his life…

All of it. Over.

"Emmett, son"

"I'm not going to apologise" he said firmly. "I said nothing I haven't been thinking for a long time"

Carlisle opened his mouth and then shut it again and then nodded.

"I didn't realise you both felt that way" he said quietly. "Emmett I didn't know that you—"

"Well we couldn't really book a word in could we? With Alice seeing what we were feeling and Edward reading our thoughts and Jasper trying not to make us feel that way. And I don't speak for my wife I just speak for me and the way I have seen her treated. You…you act like she is a nuisance. There are plenty of good and very personal reasons why she did not warm to Bella. You of all people should know that, so does Edward. And let you continued to let her be the family punching bag, anything that went wrong back then and let's face it, a lot did go wrong and you knew he blamed her lack of enthusiasm as one of the reasons. And I don't recall you pulling Edward aside and telling him to stop when he was on a roll about everything and anything that was wrong with the world. I don't recall you telling Alice that perhaps calling Rose vain was mean. You know that it's not all vanity Carlisle, you of all people should know that it is not vanity that compels my wife to say no to the idea of Bella becoming one of us"

And Carlisle did. God help him he did.

He had not realised that it had gotten this bad.

For either of them.

Some father he was.

"I'm sorry Emmett" he said sitting down on the tree trunk. "I had not realised that either one of you were feeling that way I…I am more sorry than I can say. I never wanted it to be like you could never come to me and tell me that you were unhappy."

Emmett turned and paced back and forth again and said nothing.

"I have never thought of Rosalie as disposable" he said quietly. "And if you choose to believe only one thing from me for the rest of eternity then I need it to be this Emmett. I have never thought or Rosalie as anything other than my daughter, I will not lie and say I understand all of her choices and her decisions but that has been her choice and I have respected that. I won't say that I like what she did in Rochester but I understood what she did and I damn well understand why she did it. Is my relationship with Rosalie what I would like It to be, no. Would I like it to be better? Yes. But I have never thought of any of my children as disposable, I would never think that just because Bella was a part of my family meant that…I have never thought of her as disposable and I don't like the insinuation that I do"

Emmett watched him for a second out of his eye and then he nodded once. Carlisle understood that he was not going to get an apology for what had been said and maybe he didn't need to hear one. This had been a wake up call for them both. He had never thought that things were this bad between his children, that they felt this much like outsiders.

"She's going to die Carlisle" Emmett said quietly. "She's going to die and I cannot do anything about it"

"I know Aro" Carlisle said shaking his head. "We have a long friendship and perhaps he will ask for Bella to be turned but that was always an eventuality. He knows me, he admires me God knows if there was ever a time that, that could come in handy this is it. I believe Aro will remember me when it comes to his decisions—"

"Carlisle if he makes a scene it's game over"

"I know" Carlisle said and he had to swallow down the agony that was threatening to tear him apart on this one and he forced himself to carry on. The thought of losing even one of them was hard.

"I know that son but…we have to have hope. We have to have hope, I choose to have hope that everything will work out just fine—"

"I should have gone with her" Emmett muttered and Carlisle saw it coming before it did. He saw the cracks in the strong shoulders, the shivers and the trembles and he stood up and placed his hand on the back and felt the tremor run down the back of his son as he clung to the emotions.

"Emmett right now we have to play this right. We cannot go after them, even if we did get there in time I don't think we'd stop him and I think that we'd all die. Bella is the best person to get through to him right now and Rosalie knows that, she knows how to look after herself. Anyone who looks at Rosalie and thinks she is some shrinking violet is going to get one hell of a shock"

Emmett made a muffled kind of moan that was half sob or half moan he wasn't sure and Carlisle couldn't let him think like this anymore. He tugged Emmett into his arms and then suddenly Emmett was howling into his shoulder gripping onto him with everything that he had and howling out his grief and his anger and his pain and Carlisle stood his ground and let his son scream out his pain and agony and like any father when their child was in pain he pushed aside his own grief and his own pain and his own panic at the thought of what could be happening to his daughter right now (to say nothing of Bella and Edward) and he focused on his son and though it had been a long time since he had prayed for anything he found that he was praying to the God that he didn't know still heard creatures like him that he was right when he told Emmett that faith would get them through.

He didn't know what he would do if it didn't.

And there you go, I hope you enjoyed this one, the next one will be published as soon as I can make it.

Next Chapter-Esme and Carlisle share a moment with their son as they witness the destruction of their family. Slightly Shorter Chapter and the last one before we head back to Rosalie for a time.