Chapter 9: Not so Grateful Visit
Emmett was standing in Rosalie's living room with Maggie on his hip. "Rosie you about ready?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied.
She came out wearing purple strapped six-inch heels, faded blue jeans, a dark purple spaghetti strapped top, and purple jacket. Her hair was tied back in a half ponytail. "Wow…you look…wow," he commented.
"I tried like several different outfits," she commented.
"Rosie you look just amazing," he answered.
"Even though the shirt isn't really fitted?" she asked.
Emmett laughed a little. "Rosalie you're beautiful," he told her. She smiled a little before he kissed her gently. After pulling away, Emmett grabbed the keys to his car. "Alright, mom said dinner is at seven so we should get there," he informed.
"Do you think they'll like me?" she asked.
"They already do, they just have to see you in person," he replied.
Rosalie stared at him in disbelief. "How much did you say about me?" she asked.
"Everything except really personal stuff that you should tell yourself," he replied holding her hand.
"They know about…" she started.
"Yep they know about this little shrimp," he replied gesturing to Maggie.
Rosalie rolled her eyes a little before following Emmett to the car.
When they arrived at the house, Rosalie's mouth dropped. "Wow…" she whispered. The house was large and beautiful, almost like it was a house that could be seen in a picture book. "Your parents live here?" she asked.
"Yep, I was born and raised here," he replied smiling.
"Really?" she asked.
Emmett laughed. "No, I was born in Tennessee, Jasper was born in Texas, Edward was born in Illinois. We all moved here when I was five so I spent most of my life in this place," he replied. They got out of the car and Rosalie went to get Maggie.
"You guys lived all over the place before," she commented.
"Dad's one of the top surgeons in the business, a lot of hospitals want him," he replied.
Rosalie held Maggie close as they walked up the steps. The door opened and the woman walked out with a beaming smile. "Emmett!" she exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.
"Hey mom," Emmett answered smiling.
He wrapped his arms around his mother's waist hugging her tight. Esme laughed hugging her son back as he lifted her up off the ground as if she weighed no more than a feather. "Mom, this is Rosalie and Maggie," Emmett informed. Esme smiled.
"Oh you are as beautiful as Emmett had explained," she commented.
Rosalie blushed a little. "And so is your daughter! Oh is she precious," she commented lifting the little girl up into her arms. Maggie gurgled excitedly, pulling on Esme's necklace.
"Emmett you don't come home often, good to see you son," Carlisle commented smiling as he embraced his son.
Emmett hugged him back with a grin. "Hi dad, this is Rosalie and the little girl mom is gushing over is Maggie," he informed.
"Beautiful girls," Carlisle commented.
Rosalie smiled shaking Carlisle's hand. "And you should be a little more patient today," Carlisle informed Emmett, straightening the invisible wrinkles in his shirt.
"Why…" Emmett started.
"My oldest grandson!" a voice exclaimed happily.
Rosalie saw Emmett's face pale. "Nana Sophie…what a surprise," Emmett commented through his teeth. Sophie walked over, hugging Emmett.
"Look at you, you have grown so handsome," she commented, patting his face gently after pulling away.
"Thanks…" he answered.
He cleared his throat, his hand in the middle of Rosalie's back. "Nana this is Rosalie Swan, Rosalie this is my grandmother Sophia Cullen," he informed.
"Well how lovely," Sophie commented smiling.
"And the little girl mom's holding is Maggie," Emmett told her.
Sophie looked at the one-year-old in Esme's arms and her smile disappeared. "Emmett welcome home," an older man commented walking out of the house.
"Pops hey," Emmett answered shaking his hand.
"This is Rosalie and Rosalie was kind enough to bring her baby Maggie with her," Sophie commented her eyes still trained on Maggie.
Esme cleared her throat. "Let's go inside, it looks like it's about to rain," she commented.
"What do you expect in a place like this?" Sophie answered walking inside.
Emmett wrapped his arm around Rosalie's waist as they went inside. Rosalie took Maggie back into her arms, the baby rested her head on Rosalie's shoulder, falling asleep almost immediately. "I am so sorry," Emmett whispered into her hair.
"What…" Rosalie started.
"Let's go into the living room," Sophie instructed as she walked into the living room.
"Um…do you have a place I can put her?" Rosalie asked Esme.
"Up in the guest bedroom dear, its on the left when you walk up the stairs, the crib is all set up for her. Sorry for it being blue, being a mother of three boys," Esme commented smiling.
Rosalie smiled a little before going upstairs. "You knew that girl had a child?" Sophie demanded, glaring.
"Yeah, I told her," Emmett answered, clearing his throat.
They walked into the living room sitting down as Rosalie walked back. "So Rosalie, what do you do for a living?" Sophie asked as she sipped her wine.
"Would you like a drink son?" Carlisle asked.
"Do you have a bruski?" Emmett asked.
"Rosalie?" Carlisle asked.
"Um…a white wine please," Rosalie replied.
"A wine girl, you have good taste," Sophie commented.
Rosalie smiled a little. "So again, what do you do for a living?" Sophie asked.
"I actually work at a fashion agency. I don't design the clothes, but I pick out the next fashions," Rosalie replied.
Carlisle walked over to them, handing the two of them their drinks. "Emmett you don't drink," Sophie commented.
"You're right Nan this is my first beer ever," Emmett replied.
He lifted the bottle to his lips and took a long drink. Rosalie cleared her throat, sipping her wine. "So Emmett, how is the garage?" Carlisle asked as he held Esme's hand.
"Business is doing great. People have cars that need fixing," Emmett replied.
"This is just a side job while you're back in school?" Elliot, Pops, asked.
"Actually, I just have my business degree. I thought hell if my garage is doing well, why go back to school and go for a career I don't want?" he replied.
"I think you should try to go for a master's degree or even a bachelor's degree," Sophie commented.
"Nah I'm good," Emmett replied.
There was an awkward silence in the room, making Emmett take another drink of his beer while Rosalie just stared at her glass. "So…Rosalie, is Maggie your sister?" Sophie asked, hope evident in her voice.
"Um…no…Maggie's my daughter," Rosalie replied.
"Divorced?" Sophie asked, raising an eyebrow.
Rosalie looked over at Emmett to see him holding the bottle against his forehead. "You okay?" she asked quietly.
"Yep, headache, but I'm good Rosie," he replied patting her hand.
"What about Maggie's father?" Sophie pressed.
"He's…not around," Rosalie replied slowly.
They looked up when they heard crying upstairs. "Mama!" Maggie called crying.
"I should go get her…" Rosalie said quietly.
"You don't have to go running to her every time the girl cries," Sophie commented.
Emmett patted Rosalie's knee, nodding as she got up and went upstairs. "I need another drink," he muttered. Getting up from the couch he disappeared into the kitchen with Esme following behind him.
Emmett practically threw the empty bottle on the counter and started going through the cupboards. "What are you looking for?" she asked.
"Where's the meat beater so I can beat myself over the head with it?" he asked.
"You're not going to beat yourself over the head with the meat beater," she answered.
"I thought they weren't showing up for another week?" he exclaimed quietly.
"I know, they showed up this morning," Esme replied.
He let out a deep breath, looking over at his mother. "She being hell for you?" he asked.
"Not yet," she replied.
Emmett hugged his mother, rubbing her back gently. Esme hugged her oldest son back with a smile, rubbing his back gently. "Let's get back before she starts searching for us," she commented.
"Or she starts in on Rosie," Emmett answered before grabbing another beer from the fridge.
As they sat down again, Rosalie was back and she held onto Emmett's hand as he sat down. "You know Edward's starting his residency," Sophie commented.
"Good for Eddie, knew the guy was more like dad," Emmett answered sitting back.
"You could've been like him too dear. You had the potential to be a great doctor," Sophie commented.
Emmett pinched the bridge of his nose. "And what is Jasper doing?" Sophie asked curiously.
"He is a curator at a museum," Emmett replied.
"Oh? What section?" she asked, acting as if she were interested.
"What Jazz always enjoyed, Civil War so they put him head of the Civil War collection," Emmett replied.
"Oh yes, yes, read that in one of his letters. I heard about the new little girlfriend he had. Strange girl," she commented.
Emmett winced when Rosalie gripped his hand. "What is her name? Ebony? Alisha?" she asked her husband.
"Her name is Alice," Rosalie replied.
"You know her?" Sophie asked curiously.
"Alice is my sister, one of the best fashion designers too," Rosalie replied.
"No need to be biased dear," Sophie told her.
She took another sip of her wine. "I heard about Edward's girlfriend too. Such a beautiful name but she had to make it so plain, Bella, Isabella is more beautiful don't you agree Elliot?" she asked her husband.
"Bella can't stand being called Isabella," Rosalie answered, gritting her teeth a little.
"You know her as well?" Sophie asked.
"She's my other sister. Alice and Bella are twins," Rosalie replied.
"Hmm interesting that you three boys are dating sisters," Sophie commented.
"Yeah funny," Emmett answered clearing his throat.
Rosalie sighed, moving her thumb over Emmett's hand, this was going to be an extremely long night.
During dinner, Emmett had his chair turned so he was sitting in front of Maggie. "Open for the racecar Mags," he told the baby before he started making car sounds. Maggie gurgled before she opened her mouth for her diner.
"Emmett no need to make those obnoxious noises," Sophie told him as she cut her steak.
"This is the only way to get her to open her mouth isn't it that right Maggie Mags?" he asked the baby smiling.
Maggie gurgled clapping her hands together, making him chuckle. "Do you want me to…" Rosalie started.
"I got it Rose," he assured her with a wink.
Rosalie smiled while Emmett continued to feed Maggie. Out of the corner of his eye, Emmett could see Sophie shooting glares at Rosalie all through dinner.
After dinner, the dishes were put into the dishwasher and Emmett was putting Maggie to bed. "Want to know something Mags?" he asked the baby as he changed her. The one-year-old was staring up at him with curious eyes. "You are the most special baby in the world," he told her tickling her stomach. She gurgled with excitement, laughing loudly while she grabbed a hold of his hand. He lifted her up, kissing her forehead. "And want to know something else? I love you very much," he told her. Maggie placed her hands on his face, kicking her feet.
"Da, da," she answered.
A large smile appeared on his face, his hear missing a beat. He kissed her forehead before placing her into the crib. "I know this has footballs and baseballs, sorry we ran short of ballerinas," he quipped before turning the mobile on. Maggie's eyes went up to the mobile, watching the mobile. Rosalie was watching with a smile.
"I'll meet you downstairs," she told him walking in.
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm going to clean up some of the carrots she spit back at me when I was feeding her," she replied.
Emmett smiled, placing his hands on her waist, kissing her gently. Rosalie kissed him back, her hand resting on his cheek before pulling away. "I'll see you downstairs," he told her with a wink. Rosalie laughed before watching him leave.
Emmett walked downstairs when he heard talking in the living room. Furrowing a brow, he decided to listen in on the conversation. "You both were foolish, foolish people! Especially you Carlisle! Throwing your entire life away!" Sophie exclaimed in a whisper.
"My God, twenty-four years later and you still won't let it go!" Carlisle answered.
"And why should I? You could've married a female doctor, a nurse, a lawyer, someone with some kind of a name! No, you throw your life away for an interior decorating student! A girl who had no money, nothing," Sophie exclaimed.
"Watch it mother, despite the fact Esme is standing right here she is my wife!" Carlisle answered, irritated.
Sophie hissed. "Your son is following right after you! Throwing his whole life away! He could become a doctor, a lawyer, a job with some sort of meaning! Not an auto mechanic," she hissed.
"Why should I force my children into becoming something they don't want to be?" Carlisle asked.
"You are happy with the fact your son has a meaningless job?" Sophie asked.
"A mechanic job isn't useless, people need their cars and other means of transportation and Emmett's garage is one of the best in Seattle," Esme replied.
Sophie hissed at Esme. "Besides the fact your son is following your footsteps in this meaningless job, he is choosing the wrong woman as had you," she told Carlisle. Emmett's jaw locked, his hands tightening into fists. "Except I will give your wife credit, she was never one to sleep around and bring unwanted babies into this world and putting the burden on innocent boys like Emmett," Sophie commented.
"You take that back," Emmett told his grandmother walking into the living room.
"Excuse me?" Sophie demanded.
"You take back what you said about Maggie!" he snapped.
Sophie rolled her eyes. "The little tramp has blinded you," she commented.
"ENOUGH!" Emmett roared.
The woman stared at him in disbelief. "You don't know a thing about Rosalie! Nothing! Want to know something else? Mom and dad have adored her before I ever brought her home so don't think for a second that mom and dad would ever be on your side about my choice in women. On that topic what business is it of yours to get into my love life?" he demanded.
"I am trying to do what is right for you," Sophie answered.
Emmett couldn't help but laugh. "Really? Really? Hold on one second," he told her. He walked over to a shelf and pulled out a book. "Let's see, let's see…ah here we go. Emmett Oliver Cullen, son of Carlisle and Esme Cullen…" he commented. He held up the birth certificate. "I think these two are my parents, as extremely WRONG my next statement is I have to say it. I think these two…" he started pointing to Carlisle and Esme, "are the ones that created me. I really doubt they recall you being in the room during that moment." Emmett stopped himself, really not wanting to get the disgusting mental images in his head.
Carlisle and Esme were trying to keep themselves from laughing to see him cringing a little. "No I must keep going with what I'm trying to say," he muttered to himself. Either way, also, were you in the room when Maggie was conceived? I doubt that too," he added stuffing the book back into the shelf.
"What you think this girl is perfect?" Sophie demanded.
"Actually yea, yea I think she is perfect. She's beautiful, smart, funny, sophisticated, hell I think she's too good for me! Not the other way around," he commented.
Emmett glared at her. "You have no right to judge Rosalie. You don't know a thing about her, she is the strongest woman I know and I love her and Maggie more than anything in this world. I'd kill for them, I'd die for them. Nothing you an say can make me love them any less," he told her. He looked over when he saw Esme's stare over toward the doorway, looking over to see Rosalie there.
Rosalie was standing there with her eyes wide in shock. "Rosie…" he murmured, clearing his throat.
"Y-You love me?" she stuttered out.
Emmett walked over to her, hugging her gently. "Yeah, I love you Rosie, more than anything," he replied. Rosalie hugged him back, wrapping her arms around his neck with a smile.
"I love you too," she answered her eyes closed.
He lifted her up off the floor, swinging her back and forth a little. She laughed a little before he set her back down on the floor. "Now that's like father like son," Elliot chuckled. Carlisle was laughing a little as he pulled Esme close. Emmett kissed the side of Rosalie's head before setting her down on the floor as Sophie sighed.
"I'm going to bed goodnight everyone," she announced before storming upstairs.
Elliot chuckled. "Don't worry Emmett, your father gave her an identical speech twenty-four years ago when he and your mom were first engaged," he commented. He held Rosalie's hand in his. "And I hope you will stay. If you do, welcome to the Cullen family my dear," he told her. He kissed the back of her hand before disappearing upstairs. Carlisle chuckled a little.
"I think that went well," he commented.
Esme laughed, gently hitting her husband's chest. Emmett chuckled, kissing the top of Rosalie's head as they sat down with his parents to finally have a happy conversation.