A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update. I'm not going to make excuses, but I will try to keep updating in a timely manner. So my beloved Bears have clinched the NFC North division with their massive beat down of the Vikings (40-14) in the first outdoor game in Minnesota in 20 some odd years and we just kicked the Jet's butts in a (38-34) victory. And with losses from teams in other divisions we are in a prime spot leading towards the Superbowl. So let's get Emmett home and with his girl.

I do not own anything except a bunch of Twilight merch.

The title for this chapter Draw Play is a play in which the quarterback drops back as if to pass, then hands off to a running back or runs with the ball himself. Contrast with scramble where the quarterback runs from an attempted sack therefore giving the receivers more time to get open or attempt to gain positive yards by running himself.

On with the story…

Emmett POV

I walked into LAX at 11 pm; I got through security and practically sprinted for my gate. My flight home was scheduled to depart at 11:27 pm and would land in Chicago approximately 6 hours later or more like 8 with the time change.

Flying was always the worst part of this job. I didn't necessarily hate it, I wasn't afraid of flying… well not much anyway. The loss of control and the whole putting your life in someone else's hands to ensure you make it safely home was always a bit unsettling to me. No matter how many years I did this I would never be truly comfortable flying and now that I have someone or rather two someone's to get home to makes it that much more nerve-wracking.

I was exhausted after the jet lag and time zone switch that I had not even had the chance to get used to so it was no surprise that I fell asleep on the plane ride home. I usually stay awake, because having your teammates flying with you gives you someone to interact with, but this flying alone business was better.

Sleeping on a plane is never the most comfortable thing in the world but I'd suffer through it to get home faster. We arrived back in Chicago at Midway airport at exactly 7:37 am. I called a car service while I was still back in LA so I knew someone would be at the airport to pick me up when I got back home.

I rushed out to the departure area; the bonus to only having my carryon bag was the ability to get the hell out of the airport quickly. I spotted Marcus, the same man that dropped me off at the airport for my flight out to LA, waiting for me outside at arrivals. I waved him off from standing holding my door open, it a nice gesture and something he gets paid to do but I think it's wholly unnecessary.

Marcus walked around to the driver's side of the four door Lincoln town car and I jumped in the back.

"Good morning sir, great game last night! How are you doing?"

"Thanks Marcus. I'm a bit jet lagged and really anxious to get home to my girl."

"Ah yes the lovely Miss Rosalie."

"Yeah I can't wait to get home to her."

Marcus just chuckled and said "Well let's not keep the lovely Miss Rosalie waiting then."

The drive took no more than 25 minutes but they were the longest 25 minutes of my life. When we pulled up in front of my building Marcus got out of the car to come open my door.

I grabbed my bags, tipped Marcus and practically sprinted to the elevators. I could hear Marcus chuckle to himself as I ran into the building but I was too impatient to get inside to care.

When I got inside I could tell everyone was still asleep because the apartment was dead quiet. I kicked off my shoes, dropped my bag at the front door, and went straight for my bedroom to snuggle with Rosalie.

I stopped once I opened the bedroom door because there was Rosalie on my side of the bed with Bella on the other and my little man Luke sitting up in between them just looking around like he didn't have a care in the world.

Luke giggled and started to crawl towards the foot of the bed so I grabbed him. I decided to let the girls sleep in a little more so I could have some one on one time with Luke.

He'd gotten so big since the last time I had seen him, it was like he was a totally different kid. We got down on the floor and started playing with his toys that were piled up in the front room. I didn't notice how long I had been down there playing with Luke until I heard a throat clear from across the room.

"Not even gonna say 'Hi' to me when you get in?"

"Nah. Me and little man here were just busy getting reacquainted."

"And if I were to tell you I missed you terribly you wouldn't stop playing to say hello?"

"Uh uh." I said shaking my head.

"Oh is that so? Well in that case…" Rose trailed off and the next thing I knew she was sitting on my side that wasn't resting on the floor and tickling my ribs. I rolled over so I was flat on my back with Rose straddling my stomach and grabbed her hands to stop tickling me.

Luke crawled over and climbed on my chest to get to Rosalie. She just laughed and said "Oh good morning my monkey man." picked up Luke and started to stand. I grabbed her hips so she would sit back down. I sat up so Rose was facing me with Luke between the two of us. I leaned in kissed her on the forehead.

"I missed you terribly too."

Rosalie giggled and kissed me on the lips.

"Yuck… you know there are children present!"

I groaned. This could not be happening. I come home to my girl and Luke and what do I get an annoying house guest to contend with.

"Shut it Bella." Rose was clearly as pissed as I was about being interrupted. "Would you like some breakfast?" she asked me as she stood up.

"I'd love some. I'm gonna hop in the shower though, I feel pretty gross."

"You should, I can smell you all the way over here." Bella laughed

Luke started to cry when I went to leave for my shower. I didn't want to go if it was going to upset him so much, but Rose assured me he was probably just cranky because he was up so early.

I rushed through my shower, dried off, threw clean clothes on and strolled into the kitchen 15 minutes later. I was greeted with the smell of pancakes and bacon.

Luke was sitting in his high chair stuffing his face with little pancake pieces but immediately stopped to cry when I got in the kitchen. I walked up to the open seat on the side of Luke's chair "Hey little man. What's up?" he kept sniffling so I was going to take him out of his chair.

"Emmett, you should leave him. He needs to finish his breakfast." Bella said.

"He can finish eating. I'll just sit him on my lap." I said in an annoyed tone.

Rose came up behind me to put a plate in front of me as she slid it on the table she kissed the top of my head "You can't always pick him up when he cries like that. I know you missed him and he clearly missed you too but I promise you can play when you're both done with breakfast, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

Luke really liked it when I would steal pieces of pancake off his tray, he would giggle and pick up pieces and stuff them in his mouth before I could steal more. We finished breakfast but hadn't made any plans for the day. I thought it would be fun if Rose and I took Luke to Millennium Park for the afternoon. When I asked Rose was more than happy to spend the day there with me.

We packed some lunches, a diaper bag and put the stroller in the back of my Range Rover.

It was a beautiful day outside 78 degrees, clear, sunny, and not humid; which was a plus for summer in Chicago.

We wound our way through Millennium Park looking at all of the art sculptures, gardens, and fountains. Luke really enjoyed Cloud Gate or what Chicagoans refer to as 'the bean'. I carried him underneath while Rosalie took our pictures.

She stopped a woman and asked her to get a picture of the three of us in front of the bean, when she looked up and saw me she stuttered out a meek 'yes'. The woman took our picture and when she walked over to give Rose her camera back she asked "Um, are you Emmett McCarty?"

Rosalie got a smug smile on her face most likely at how uncomfortable I was feeling. "Yep, that's me." No matter how many times it happened I just couldn't get used to people actually knowing who I was.

"Oh well your wife is really pretty and your son is so adorable."

Rose just kept smiling and gave a little laugh. "Thanks." she said with a wink.

I was glad Rose jumped in for me. I didn't want to have to tell this woman that 'actually she's my girlfriend and that's her kid' because Luke and Rosalie are way more than that to me.

I put Luke back in his stroller, and Rose and I took off towards the great lawn in the parks pavilion so we could sit and have lunch.

We sat and talked about my trip to San Diego and the game. We talked about her coming to our first home game and sitting in with the other players' wives. She didn't really want to 'intrude' by sitting in the box with them but when I told her it would be quieter in the box and Luke would have more fun in there she relented and accepted my offer to sit in the box.

I didn't want Rose to feel obligated to bring Luke with her to the game, but I so badly wanted him there and since it was going to be an afternoon game I didn't think there would be a problem. I told Rose to bring Bella with her to the game so she would feel more comfortable meeting the players' wives for the first time and she agreed that it would make her feel better having her sister there.

Luke fell asleep in his stroller while we walked around the park some more. After a few hours we decided to pack it in and head back home. Rose didn't want to leave Bella alone for too long. She felt really badly that her sister didn't know anyone in Chicago except for us. I decided we should have a barbeque so Rosalie and Bella could meet some of the players and wives before our home game next week. Since the team would be sequestered on Friday for our Saturday game I thought it would be best to do a Thursday afternoon barbeque.

When we got back to the apartment I felt the jet lag catching up with me so I decided I would take a nap before dinner. I asked Rose if she wanted me to order Thai for dinner but she already had a meal planned out so I didn't argue, I'd prefer to eat anything Rose cooked over takeout any day.

Waking up from my nap I could smell the steaks Rose was cooking and I nearly died right there. My girl knew what I liked and how I preferred my steak. I swear she could read my mind. I had been craving steak for the past few days; I couldn't get into the kitchen fast enough.

I bumped into Bella in the hall on her way to the kitchen from the guest room.

"Whoa"

"Sorry Emmett."

"It's okay." I said as I gestured her to go first.

"Hey Emmett?"

"Yeah."

"Listen I just want to say sorry for being kinda rude to you. I only do it because you're cool and I like you, you're good to my sister and my nephew and I really appreciate that."

I laughed "Hey that's alright. I really love your sister and Luke and I will always do everything with their best interest in mind."

"I know you would." She said before scooting off to the kitchen.

I really meant what I said to Bella. I would always do what was in the best interest of Rosalie and Luke. That's why I already started looking around for an engagement ring and looking into adoption lawyers that would help me formally become Luke's dad, assuming Rosalie would agree to marry my stupid ass.

a/n: So how was that? Too short? Not enough stuff? Was it good? I don't have a beta so any mistakes are mine alone. Leave me some reviews I would really appreciate it. Next chapter Rosalie POV… a bbq with a special guest Edward Cullen, how will his first meeting go with one of his fans Bella Swan? Happy New Year. Woohoo 2011!