A/N: Do you hate me for leaving it where i did last time? I surely hope not! I promise, it will be worth it!

Thanks go out to my betas: Ninmesarra and Prettyflour- you girls Rock my Words :)

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She beckoned him to her and Emmett made his way across the room.

"Have ye decided what ye want, Rosie mine?"

"I did," she whispered. Her eyes darkened as she gazed up at him. "D'ye ken that I had the strangest dream that led me to my decision. I'll tell ye about it soon, but if ye still want to marry me, then ye best get ready, Emmett. I dinnae think it will take Siobhan long to finish. They were just finishing her hair when I came to find ye."

His eyes were full of an emotion she couldn't quite name as he asked, "Ye're verra sure? I will nae let ye run, Rosie mine."

"Aye, Emmett, I am verra sure. I love ye."

"I love ye too, Rose. Ye're goin' to have to tell me what made ye so certain once we are wed. But it will have to wait. I need to go fetch my other plaid and shirt. I'll meet ye at the altar soon," she giggled as he almost ran from the hall to ready himself for the ceremony.

She found Jacob by the fireplace staring into the ashes. "What are ye thinking of?"

"I just dinnae want to put her in danger. There are many people that want to kill me for the reputation that it will bring them. I need to keep her safe," was his quiet reply.

"Ye ken, Jacob, a wise man once told me that we can nae think only of what may go wrong, but of the happiness we can have. Is the happiness worth the possible heartache?"

His face was stony and his eyes pensive as he thought. Once he'd sorted it out, he answered, "Aye, it will be." He smiled at Rose as he perused the soft smile that graced her face. "Ye've changed, Rose. Dinnae think this anything but a compliment- ye look so happy now. Even just since yesterday. Emmett too, is verra changed. Ye are good for each other."

"Aye, we are. I love him verra much Jacob."

"Any fool could see that," he smiled at her. Growing serious again, he said, "I will take care of her. I will keep her safe."

"I ken it. So does she or she'd ne'er have agreed to this. In just the few weeks I've kenned her I realize that much," she smiled and then remembered she had a question, "Oh, do ye mind if Emmett and I share ye're ceremony?"

He laughed as he replied, "O'course not! It would be an honor!"

"Weel, that is a relief as he is dressing for it now," she laughed.

They joined the others in the hall as they awaited the other parties necessary for the ceremony. When Emmett reappeared, He wrapped her in his arms and whispered, "Ye've made the happiest mon in the world!" and kissed her quickly on the lips.

It wasn't long before Siobhan made her descent in the hall. Everyone fell silent as they gazed her- thinking she looked absolutely stunning. Her dress was the perfect shade of red to bring out just a hint of blush to her cheeks and her lips looked like rubies. Her blue eyes flashed and her raven hair cascaded in curls down her back. Her ivory skin almost shimmered with her happiness. Rose glanced at Jacob to see a wolfish grin cover his face.

Emmett grabbed Rose's hand and led her to the front of the hall where the priest waited. Jacob and Siobhan were close behind. The couples knelt and the priest began. Emmett stared straight into her eyes- she swore he was looking right into the depths of her heart- as he repeated his vows. Her mind couldn't quite wrap around how quickly she'd fallen in love with Emmett.

Some may say that it wasn't fast at all, but it was only this afternoon that she'd completely let go of the past to embrace the future. She smiled tenderly at her almost-husband. She spoke her vows in a quiet yet firm voice. The smile that encompassed his lips could have lit the entire hall. She was thrilled to be able to make him so happy.

They stared at each other while Siobhan and Jacob exchanged vows and before they knew it, the priest saying to kiss the brides. Emmett whisked her into his arms and their lips met in a crashing force filled with passion and love. He sought entrance to her mouth with his tongue and she opened gladly. He took the kiss to another dimension when he twined his tongue with hers. She'd never been kissed so deeply- ever. Finally becoming aware of the raucous catcalls and lewd remarks, Rose pulled back, only too happy to see it wasn't just her and Emmett lost in each other's embrace.

Kate was teary-eyed as she offered her congratulations to both couples. She turned to announce that the feast was ready. Everyone took their seats and the meal was served. Rose and Emmett enjoyed the discussion the others were involved in. Rosalie listened as her sister and niece debated the current fashion and Emmett listened as the men discussed recent battles.

The feast finally over, a minstrel started strumming his lute and singing a merry song- a song of a maiden with hair of spun gold, and eyes blue as the sea- no other lass comparing to her beauty; pretty as her namesake, a beautiful flower- the rose. Rosalie looked at Emmett and was able to relax at the reassurance she found in the depths of his eyes. It made her nervous to hear a song about herself. She'd been told that those songs existed, but never believed it.

The men didn't wait long before demanding a faster tune. When the minstrel acquiesced, the tables were pushed against the wall and the ladies standing about were quickly grabbed as partners. They were passed from one partner to the next as the men enjoyed the step.

Standing, Emmett held his hand out to Rose and asked, "May I have this dance, wife?"

Giggling, she nodded and laughed as hauled her from her seat. He danced her around the crowd skillfully until she begged him to stop so she could catch her breath. She'd barely regained her equilibrium before he scooped her up and dashed up the stairs to their awaiting chamber to the catcalls of the watching crowd.

They barely reached their chamber before they could hear the laughter of the men followed by heavy footsteps as Jacob ran past carrying Siobhan, casting a "Good idea!" over his shoulder to Emmett. The door shutting was Emmett's reply.

Rose laughed at the antics of her husband as he danced a jig around her before grabbing her to him and kissing her soundly. He pulled away and shed his shirt and plaid. Rose's eyes darkened with desire as she gazed at Emmett's well-muscled body. She ran a hand lightly over his abs and smiled at the hiss he gave.

She loosened the stays of her dress and watched his eyes as she pealed it from her shoulders and let it pool at her feet in silver puddle. She stepped from the fabric and loosened the tie of her chemise. His breath hitched as Rose pushed it down her body, leaving it lay on the floor beside her dress. When he stood still, panting as he stared at her nakedness, she reached a hand up to play with her nipples. She fought back the laugh as his jaw dropped open.

Finally coming to his senses, Emmett plucked Rosalie up and carried her quickly to the bed. Depositing her softly on the mattress, he quickly shed his braies. The look she gave him as she stared at his body made his member twitch. God he loved this beautiful woman. He found it hard to believe she was truly his now.

Lying beside her, Emmett pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply as his hands skimmed over her silky skin. The growing passion left them breathless and they couldn't get enough of each other.

She moaned when his hands finally found her breasts. He alternately pinched and fondled her nipples. Trailing his lips down her throat, he kissed his way to her breasts. He suckled and nibbled her while she writhed beneath him. His hands slid down her stomach to caress down her thighs. He moved his kisses lower; praying he didn't frighten her with his boldness. He couldn't not taste every inch of her.

Sliding his fingers in her folds to part them, he let his tongue caress her. He teased her, playing with her sensitive nub. While he kissed her so intimately, he thrust a finger deep within her. When she was begging for release, he added another finger and thrust hard, in and out, curling his fingers just so. The sound of his name on her lips as she came apart in his mouth was heavenly.

Kissing his way back up, he paused to lavish her breasts with kisses again. He continued kissing his way up, nibbling on her neck and the spot just behind her ear that drove her crazy. He loved the sound of her panting and moaning, knowing it was him that did that to her.

"Are ye ready, Rosie mine?" he whispered.

"Aye, Emmett, I need ye, now."

Positioning himself at her entrance, he pushed slowly in, being careful not to hurt her. "Emmett," she gasped, "more!" He was happy to take orders. Rocking back and forth, he continued to assault her breasts with kisses as he brought her to her peak. Knowing he was going to come quickly, he reached between them to rub her clit. It wasn't long, before she was shaking and pleading in his arms for him to go harder. Emmett picked up his pace and felt her muscles clench around him, spurring his own release.

Finally spent, he collapsed to the side of her, listening to them both gasp for air. When he calmed enough to speak, he gathered her to his chest, and whispered, "I love ye Rosie mine."

"I love ye, too, Emmett."

They quickly fell asleep in each other's arms.

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A/N: We have a short epilogue, that I'm hoping to post today as well. Please leave me some review love and let me know if you loved it or hated it! :)