Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

Author's Note:

So another long wait for the next chapter you guys really must hate me! :P Well, I'm afraid my updates will not be as quick, depending on my university/job schedule. Anyway the shit is about to hit the fan with the big wedding day coming up!

I'm trying not to make this too predictable or cliché but I may slip up a bit, I would love to hear what you think will happen at Emmett's wedding, I may nick one of your ideas! :P

By the way, if any you wonder what Rosalie's black tie dress looked like, there is a link for a picture of the dress on my profile page, if you fancy checking it out.

Anyhow, I'll get on with the story now, enjoy!

Chapter XIV - Good News for People Who Love Bad News

Rosalie POV

"I am so sorry Mrs Cullen" I nodded as he spoke and stood up pressing my lips together and nodding. I didn't bother to say anything, I just left going outside and walking down the street heading towards a nearby park.

When I got there I sat down on the bench and sat there staring ahead at nothing, letting the news sink in. I don't know how long I was there for but my phone rang after a while, shaking my head I got out my cell phone and took the call.

"Hello?"

"Rose, have you been to the doctors?"

"Yeah, I have" there was a silence on both ends of the line.

"Well?" Alice sounded concerned. "What happened? Are you pregnant?" I blinked rapidly and shook my head even though she couldn't see me.

"I'm not pregnant"

"Oh my gosh, are you okay? Where are you?"

"I'm, I'm fine"

"Really?" she was sceptical.

"I just need a little time, okay?"

"Sure Rose, I'm here if you need me okay?"

"Okay" I hung up and put my phone on silent before dropping my phone back into my bag, leaning forward and clasping my hands in front of me and closing my eyes, taking a few deep breaths. The words kept repeating in my head, over and over again.

After another half an hour or so I left the park, getting in a cab and going back to the apartment, opening the door Emmett was already home. He was in front of the television watching some game as I walked in, looking up as I walked inside.

"Hey how's Alice?" for a moment I forgot what I had told him this morning and hesitated, he raised his eyebrows and I slapped a smile on my face.

"She's fine, she...er, she quit her job at the restaurant though" I took off my coat and hung it up not needed to look at Emmett to know he wasn't surprised in the slightest.

"So what is she going to try next? A pilot? Maybe even a teacher?" I kicked off my flats and sat down on the end of the sofa, keeping some space between the two of us.

"Alice wants to go into PR"

"Really?"

"Yeah, she found a low level job at a PR company, says she'll work her way up" he shook his head and moved closer, wrapping an arm around me.

"I wonder how long this one will last?"

"We'll see" for the rest of the evening I was aware of how quiet and withdrawn I was but Emmett talked enough for the both of us, chattering away mindlessly getting on my nerves. "Will you just shut up!" I snapped after he recounted a tale on how obvious it was that his boss was having an affair with his sectary.

"What's wrong, Rose?" I stood up and walked away, going over to the window and leaning against the window sill.

"You just keep going on about these insignificant little details, what is the point?" I threw up my hands and he stood up and turned round looking at me curiously.

"I didn't mean to bore you"

"It's not that, not at all" I shook my head and straightened up, taking a step away when he moved closer to me. "It's that we go about our lives focusing on such insignificant details, details we don't even care about!"

"Well then why don't you cut the crap and tell me what's really bothering you?" letting out a deep breath I rubbed my forehead and half turned away from him.

"I went to a doctor today" his expression changed immediately from anger and irritation to one of concern.

"Are, are you okay?"

"I'm fine" the prickling sensation in my eyes came back and I turned away, so that he wouldn't see. "I thought I was pregnant"

"And...?"

"Well, I'm not" I walked away, going to the bathroom and going inside, shutting and locking the door behind me.

"Rosalie!" he called out on the other side of the door, knocking briefly and then calling out to me again. "Rosalie, please just talk to me!" I closed the lid on the toilet and sat down, covering my face with my hands.

"I thought I was pregnant...but I'm not" I said to myself. "I can't give you what you want" I continued directed at Emmett, but I spoke low enough that he couldn't hear me through the locked door.

"Rose? Rose are you still there?"

"Yeah, yeah I am" it wasn't the first time recently that I had been surprised by a phone call, but this one knocked me off my balance, I sat on the edge of the tub one hand on my cheek and the other holding the phone to my ear.

"I sorry to drop that on you"

"You are apologising a lot recently aren't you?" I looked up at the door.

"Yes, I am"

"Why did you call me, Emmett?" I wasn't in the mood for his shit, Robert was outside the whole date was perfect until he called.

"I thought of you first...I didn't even think you'd answer"

"I thought about not answering" I said bluntly and for a moment he went silent, I looked away from the door and at the ground, fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

"Rose, what happened to us?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just that I don't know how we got to those teens who met up at the beach in love...to...here"

"Maybe, there is a reason we couldn't make it work, but we kept repeating the cycle over again"

"I guess so. Well, I'm sorry again...I shouldn't have called" with that he hung up, as the line went dead I pulled away the phone from my ear and stared at it for a few seconds, before remembering where I was. With a shake of my head, I went out of the bathroom as Robert was still fiddling with the coffee maker.

"Need some help"

"No thanks, I think" he pressed a button and it hissed at him. "I almost have it" he pressed another button and it released another puff of steam then it poured coffee into the cup, he did a fist pump and turned to look at me with a triumphant grin.

I chuckled at his expression, he looked so proud of himself, sitting down as he brought over the cup to me I smiled until I tasted it.

"What? Is it too hot? Too bitter?" he spotted the look on my face as I forced myself to keep it down.

"It's fine" my voice went a little higher and he noticed. He sat and tried his own, instantly making a look of disgust.

"Fucking hell that is disgusting!" he put down the cup and for good measure pushed it away from him. "I don't get it, I did exactly what the manual told me to do!" I laughed again and shook my head.

"Maybe you need a new one?"

"Doubt it, anyway do you want something else to drink? I have some wine?" he was so sweet trying to make the evening special, so standing up I walked over to him and kissed him, when I pulled away he smiled and I smiled back.

"Water is fine for me, I think we have established me and alcohol don't go well together"

"Please, if anything you are fun" I arched an eyebrow at him.

"Are you saying I'm boring sober?" he shook his head, trying to back track.

"No...er...what I meant was that you are more carefree, that's all"

"Yeah, well I'm not a big fan of memory loss and hangovers. Seen plenty of those" he went to get out two glasses, filling them up and handing one to me as he talked.

"I get what you mean. My granddad drank like a fish, then at dinner he would tell us stories of all the great things he did, half of it was such bullshit then when he got cirrhosis we all missed the stories"

"Yeah, my dad was a heavy drinker" he nodded and I continued. "I had to take care of him a lot"

"What about your mum?" it was a sore subject, I didn't talk about it ever really. Alice and Emmett knew, but Roger never talked about it considering that he spent most of his time high or drunk there was never a good time to talk about it apart from when I got emancipated.

"She passed away when I was fifteen"

"Oh, I'm sorry Rosalie" I nodded and looked down taking a sip of water.

"It was years ago" I said dismissively, sniffing briefly and closing that door.

"Why do you do that?"

"What?" I looked up at him and he was looking at me curiously. He put down his glass and walked over to me, putting his hand under my chin and gently lifting my head so I was looking straight into his eyes, looking at me for a moment he moved his hand away but we kept looking at each other.

"It's like you have this armour on. I find a chink in it and then you let me in for a second then you patch it up, act like it never happened. You never did explain what happened the first time we met, the very first time" I pressed my lips together and he took a step back. "You don't have to tell me anything, I just feel like you know everything about me and I know nothing about you"

"When you first met me I had just seen my father" he frowned probably remembering that I had been crying, he was probably coming up with a few theories but kept them to himself as I continued. "He is in prison" that probably wasn't what he had been expecting.

"In prison?" I nodded and explained why he was in jail, leaving out the day he got arrested on and the way my mother died, one step at a time.

"Whoa"

"Yeah, well I guess that he is partly the reason why I am the way that I am"

"I've known a few people with dad's in jail and let me say that they tend to be very fucked up"

"And you think I'm not?" he shrugged.

"I can't imagine what that must be like, living with that but compared to the head cases I know you are so much more put together. You're strong" he said it in a way that made it sound like he almost admired me.

"You know I've never really talked about it, Alice knows but she never asked and I never told her"

"You can always talk to me, fuck that sounds so cheesy and clichéd doesn't it" he smiled and I did too, nodding in agreement.

"It does, but thank you" with that I took a step closer and kissed his cheek, not pulling back all the way. He put a hand on my waist and pulled me back kissing me properly, it was nice and sweet and when we broke off the kiss I leaned my forehead against his and sighed as I placed a hand on his cheek. "Robert?"

"Yes?"

"There is something else that you should know"

"What?" he leaned back to look at me and I pulled away from him, to look at him properly.

"I was married to Emmett" his eyes widened.

"As in Alice's brother?" I nodded.

"Until a while ago we had been...seeing each other again"

"But isn't he engaged?" I pressed my lips together and he closed his mouth, motioning for me to continue.

"I was unaware that at the time. After we broke it off you called and asked me out for a drink" I dimly remembered the shots and singing.

"So I'm a rebound?" he sounded a little hurt and I couldn't blame him.

"Kind of, but I do really like you" for a long while he was silent and then he nodded.

"You know that makes a lot of sense" I frowned, not sure where he was going with this. "The way he was around you, the way you reacted that way when I kissed you at the restaurant..." he trailed off as if realising something, he took a few steps back leaned against the counter top. "You like me"

"Yes"

"But you still love Emmett" I didn't say anything, however when he looked up at me I don't think he needed a verbal answer. "Of course"

"He's getting married in two days, Robert. That ship has sailed"

"Doesn't change how you feel about him though" it didn't, damn it why couldn't I get over him? He sighed and rubbed his jaw with one hand.

"I like you, Rob. You make me laugh and get me out of my own head"

"I like you too, a lot. You had me the moment I saw you in that park..." he moved back towards me and grabbed me, kissing me suddenly. "Be honest with me, how was it?" I scrunched up my brow.

"You are a good kisser"

"That's not what I meant, anything else?"

"It was nice?" he sighed and let go of me.

"You see this time we are sober, yet it feels off right?"

"Kind of" he slowly nodded, running his hands through his hair.

"As much as I like you Rose, we can't do this not when you are in love with someone else"

"I don't want to lose you as a friend, Rob. Sad as it sounds I don't have many" he nodded again and I stood up straight.

"We are probably better as friends"

"I'm sorry, I really am"

"I know"

Emmett POV

"Hey Em" my sister greeted warmly, as she opened the door of her room to let me inside. "It's pretty late, you're not getting cold feet are you?" she laughed but when I didn't laugh or make a smart retort she stopped laughing almost immediately. "What is it?" concern coloured her voice.

"I am getting cold feet" she gestured for me to sit down and I took an armchair by the television and she sat opposite me.

"Well, it's natural to be a bit nervous. But surely by now you are a pro at weddings?" she smirked and I shook my head the smile on her lips dying. "What aren't you telling me, Emmett?"

"I'm having second thoughts...because I cheated"

"What?" I sighed and she stared at me wide eyes in shock a rare thing for Alice. "When was this?"

"In New York"

"When you went there for business?" I nodded and she remained shocked.

"Jesus, Emmett...wait. New York? After you asked Rose for a divorce?"

"Yes" she looked at me long and hard.

"Emmett, please tell me you didn't have an affair with Rosalie, when you were barely two month away from getting married?" I didn't answer, I didn't need to.

"That explains it!" she stood up and started to pace.

"Explain what?"

"She was all weird, I was trying to get her to go with this boxer, you met him"

"Robert" I said with contempt, scowling I could hardly turn around without seeing a picture of the two of them getting cosy. She stopped pacing abruptly and then she turned around to look at me, raising an eyebrow and taking a step towards me.

"Do you love Tanya?"

"Yes"

"Do you love Rosalie?"

"I loved her" she shook her head and continued to pace.

"That's not answering the question...the thing is Emmett, you and Rose have history a massive, kind of fucked up history and then there is Tanya, who is great, smart and pretty who for some reason loves you"

"That helps, just guilt trip me" she sighed heavily and shook her head, stopping her pacing and sitting back down, leaning forwards.

"I'm trying to help, you dick" she was angry, it was clear from the way she couldn't stay still and the way she swore. "Rosalie is my best friend and as much as I love both of you, I have seen you get together and break up over and over again. I have no doubt that you loved, love each other, whatever but regardless you go through this and hurt yourselves then do it all over again"

"I'm so confused Alice"

"The way I see it, you have a few options. You unconfuse it and decide who it is you want and hope it's not too late or if you can't decide walk away from both of them"

~X~X~X~

It was late when I got back to the apartment, Tanya was already asleep but I was wide awake earlier today I had my stag do but the evening was pathetic, drinking games and strip clubs were a novelty when you just old enough to experience it for the first time, but it was all so sad. I had made an excuse to Edward, my best man and slipped away that was when I talked to Alice.

I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, my mind wired as I thought about everything that had happened since the first time Rosalie and I kissed. Alice was right, we had broken up so many ties had so many fights and yet we always seemed to get back to together to start the whole process over again.

Normally, you divorced someone and that was the end of that but not for us.

Maybe even if I could see myself with her, it wouldn't work out just like before. Maybe she was right about us, we couldn't make it work for a reason. So maybe the right thing to do was to go ahead and marry Tanya like I was supposed to, only two more days.

Just two more days.

"Screw you then!" she screeched. "If I am so crazy why don't you just leave?"

"Because I fucking love you!" she breathed heavily and threw a book at me, however it wasn't a good throw and missed me hitting the wall behind me and falling to the floor. She pressed her lips together and stomped off going to the bedroom, I followed her with a shake of my head.

"I'm not pregnant!"

"I heard that, but it's not a big deal Rose" she shook her head.

"No, it is...I can't do this" she sniffed and her eyes were watering.

"Rose, what is it?"

"I just can't do this I thought I could. But I can't" she went and got out a suitcase.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm leaving" I rushed over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders.

"I love you! I love you okay, so we can work through this we always do!"

"No, no we don't. We break up then back together, all of our issues and other shit is still right there, we just ignore it"

"No" I shook my head. "No, Rose, come on don't do this!" my voice took on a pleading note and she sniffed again, shaking her head and packing quickly, keeping her head low and her back to me the whole time.

Rosalie POV

It was too quiet.

I switched on the television, switching to some rap music station and turning up the volume then going on and turning on all of the lights but then it made me just more aware of how alone I was, so I kept just the kitchen and living room lights on.

At least I told Robert the truth, he was hurt but at least he knew.

Dressing into a loose black tee and grey sweatpants I tied and my hair up and then I curled up on the sofa with a pint of ice cream, flicking through all of the crappy channels and falling asleep on the couch with the television still on.

I hardly got any sleep, waking up only a few hours later, then being unable to sleep. Switching off the telly, I sat up thinking over my conversation with Robert the phone call with Emmett. He had admitted that he was having doubts about marrying Tanya.

Through the majority of our relationship, Emmett had done the chasing and this time it seemed that if I wanted to be with Emmett, if I really loved him then it was my turn to do the chasing.

I think Robert was right. I had to talk to Emmett before he married Tanya, but not on the phone. I had to see him face to face.

Emmett POV

"I'll see you tonight then" she smiled and kissed my cheek, before walking away.

"See you" Tanya left and shut the door and I opened my laptop checking my emails for anything from work when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered, scrolling down the list of emails, the majority of which seemed to be spam.

"Emmett?"

"Rosalie?" to say I was surprised to hear her voice was an understatement.

"Emmett can we talk?"

"Um, yeah, sure, what is it?" I spluttered like a fool and resisted to slap myself.

"No, not over the phone" I frowned in confusion, what was she going on about? "I'm here in Seattle"

"What?!"

"Where can we meet?"

"Erm...there's a diner nearby. On 1st Avenue, can you get there?"

"Yes, I'll see you in half an hour?"

"Sure" right that was odd to say the least. It was then that I remembered I was wearing my old jeans the ones with ripped knees and strange old stains from the nineties.

~X~X~X~

She wore light blue low rise jeans and a white t-shirt tied at the waist and showing off part of her abdomen along with cream coloured pumps. She wore no make up and just had her hair tied up in a messy pontail, pushing her bangs out of her eyes she pressed her lips together as she put her bag down and glanced up at me.

"So you're here, in Seattle"

"No shit, Sherlock" she said, then gave me a small smile and I smiled back.

"I can't d-" she was interrupted when the waitress came over.

"What can I getcha?" Said a gum popping girl in her twenties, who looked bored and surly, tapping her pencil against the pad, as she waited for our order.

"Just coffee" reeled off Rosalie quickly, handing the menu to the waitress as I went for the same. When she walked away, Rosalie sighed clasping her hands in front of her and looking down at them as she spoke again. "When I left two years ago, it wasn't because I didn't love you. I did, in fact I never stopped"

"Then why did you leave?" She blinked rapidly her eyes glazing over, looking up briefly then back down again.

"I found out I can't..." She took a deep breath. "I can't have kids" I was stunned into silence, staring at her with my mouth open.

"Why...why didn't you tell me?!" My voice was very loud and I was vaguely aware of a few people on nearby tables craning their necks to look round at us.

"I didn't know how to and you, you always talked about having kids" she shook her head. "How could I possibly disappoint you like that?" We stopping talking for a moment, then our waitress arrived with our drinks.

"So you just left, you barely gave me a chance Rosalie. You assumed the worst of me and gave up on us" she shook her head.

After another long pause, with a sad look up at me she looked almost vulnerable. "So where does that leave us?"

Sighing heavily, I rubbed my chin and leaned back in my chair, in just a few hours I was meant to be going to my rehearsal dinner and then in the morning going to the church to get married to Tanya.

"Rose, I love you. I do" she nodded.

"But it's not enough is it?"

"I think you were right before, we get together and its great but we never seem to make it work" she nodded, pressing her lips together and looking down yet again. "I think...maybe...it's too late for us"

"Okay" she said her voice shaky as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a few notes putting them on the table and leaving the diner. "Bye Emmett"

Jumping to my feet, I ran after her catching up to her just outside of the door. "Rose!" She walked around me and I grabbed her arm, making her tense up instantly. "Rose, hear me out"

"I don't need to hear any more!" She sniffed and looked away but not before I saw how hurt she looked. "Just let me go"

"I don't...I don't want it to end like this" she shook her head and walked around me to car and I followed her.

"This is always how it ends. Good luck" with her hand on the door she pulled it open but then I put a hand on her shoulder gently turning her round, taking a step closer to her.

"I am so sorry, for everything"

"So am I. Doesn't change anything though does it?" I didn't say anything and she shook her head, I then pulled her close for a hug. Pressing my lips to her forehead and closing my eyes for a moment, she leaned her head on my chest with a soft sigh.

Pulling away slightly I looked down at her as she looked up at me, brushing my fingers against her cheek she closed her eyes with a soft sigh and leaned down to give her a kiss. It was a sort of goodbye, I was reluctant to leave her but it was the right thing to do.

Knowing that didn't make it any easier though. I loved her and I guess I always would, but I guess we had run our course and that was it.

We got into the car, both still and silent we left the radio off and just looked ahead. I only spoke to tell her which way to go and then she merely nodded and followed my directions wordlessly. When we finally came to a stop, she looked ahead her hands on the wheel, her lips pressed together her whole body closed off.

"Goodbye Rose" for a while I thought she would remain mute and still until I got out and she drove away, but her head dropped and her shoulders slumped, swallowing and turning her head slowly.

"Goodbye Emmett" when she dropped her hands into her lap, I reached over and briefly squeezed one of her hands before getting out of the car. She drove off when I reached the door, hearing the car peel away I opened the main door and walked up the stairs, my shoulders heavy.

Stopping at my door, I leaned my forehead against it and closed my eyes, breathing out heavily, before straightening up and going inside.

"Tanya?" she was standing by the sofa, looking up as I walked in.

"Hi, I just came back because I totally spaced and forgot the name cards and seating plan" she tapped the top of a folder she had under one arm, she smiled at me and I returned the smile, going over to her and kissing her cheek.

"Everything alright?"

"Great, I will see you tonight hun"

"See you" she slung her hand bag over her shoulder and gave me a little wave before leaving, shutting the door after her I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water, my phone ringing as I exited the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"Emmett, it's Edward"

"Hey man!" I said forcing some cheeriness into my voice as I flicked the lights on and put down my keys.

"Yeah hey, so should I pick you up or meet you at the dinner?"

"If you could pick me up it would be great" I walked through to the bedroom and took a glance at my overnight bag in the chair by the door.

"So how are you feeling, big guy? Big day tomorrow"

"Yeah, I'm good" I grabbed the bag and started to pack it as after the dinner I would go to the hotel for the night, so Tanya and I didn't see each other before the wedding.

"Yeah, well as long as you're not getting cold feet"

"I'm not, I love Tanya" he chuckled.

"I know you do Em, third time's the charm eh?"

"Oh ha ha, very fucking funny don't give the day job Ed" I rolled my eyes and rubbed my chin.

"Alright then, Jasper and I will be round at half five. Better be a little early or the women will have a freak out" I chuckled at his comment.

"Sure see you then"

"Bye"

Author's Note:

So...was that what anyone expected? Any thoughts on the rehearsal and wedding day?

I hope this chapter makes up for the lateness though I think at the moment you are in despair over Rose and Emmett, whilst I know some of you think they shouldn't be together anyway.

Well, secret's never stay that way for long, so there is still plenty of drama to come, my pets.

Thanks for reading!