Last time we found out how Emmett spent his last morning...Rose knows how he spent his last night.

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ROSE POV

I attempted to smooth out my wrinkled and dirty clothes after I drank my breakfast from another deer. I could always run home and change, but I'm not quite ready to go back yet. And something is strangely keeping me here.

Last night after I watched Emmett put his brothers to bed, I followed him into town. Whenever I do decide to go home, I'm sure Edward will be happy to report to Carlisle that I finally have reached crazed psycho stalker status.

He went to the town store and was enthusiastically welcomed by the men inside. I saw a few women inside immediately saddle up to him. I tried to shake the streak of jealously that shot through me.

What is wrong with me? I neither want nor need a man. Edward kindly told me soon after my change that Carlisle turned me with the hopes of us falling in love. I laughed in his face and told him I would never be seen with a pretty, spoiled, rich boy like him. He was too much like my so called fiancé.

Of course, he heard that thought the minute it came into my head and was immediately offended. I really didn't mean it like it sounded. But given our volatile relationship, I let him think so.

If I ever love again, which I seriously doubt, I hope he will be a man's man who knows how to treat a woman. A dark haired, strong man. A man who is kind and funny and loves his family. None of the above are general characteristics of male vampires.

But they are characteristics of a certain human - Emmett McCarty, who needs to stay human. I would never be so selfish as to force this life on someone.

That of course, will not stop me from watching him. I'm a bored vampire in rural Tennessee, what else to I have to do?

Thankfully, the forest surrounds this whole town. I found another tree I could spy from and made myself comfortable. Thanks to my outstanding hearing, I could hear every word spoken in the bar.

"Long live the McCarty's for bringing us the good stuff!" A general store seemed a strange place for the activities that were playing out before me. Perhaps this county is dry? I don't even have any clue what county I'm in.

I watched Emmett pour a clear liquid into small jars for the men around the table. I could only assume it was moon shine. It made me nervous that such a nice man is a drinker. But not every drinker is like Royce and his merry band of jerks, I reminded myself.

Emmett sat himself down with what was left in the large Mason jar at the table with his two older brothers. I had gathered a good deal of information from my earlier spying session at the McCarty house.

"Here comes Tomato Head, Em." One of the brothers said as he dealt cards to the men around the table. Tomato Head?

"Hey there, Emmett. What good luck I have tonight! Three McCarty men at one table!" I watched all three of them roll their eyes as the girl practically laid herself on Emmett's lap.

I did a mental happy dance as Emmett pushed her off. She stumbled, obviously drunk. "Come on Emmett! I want you! I can give you more than that prissy little Penny Frost can. Damn preacher's daughter." Emmett's face grew very serious and he stood up and towered over Tomato Head.

Normally, I wouldn't condone such overbearing behavior from a man but I didn't like this Tomato Head character.

"Listen Ruby, Penny is nice girl and I will not have you talking about her. Leave her and me alone." Emmett turned on the heel of his boot and marched out the front door. One of the brothers followed him out and yelled, "Emmett! Wait, I'll drive you up the mountain."

Emmett just waved his hand and kept walking. The brother shrugged and headed back into the store. Tomato Head certainly distressed Emmett; even to the point of leaving a barely started card game. I wondered to myself what was going on between the two.

I was fully prepared to gracefully hop out of my tree and follow Emmett home (only to ensure his safety of course) when a young man belligerently bellowed, "Eeeemmm!"

Emmett's head snapped up but he only huffed and kept walking. "Damnit Emmett, are you too stuck up your own ass to even speak to your brother?" Another McCarty? This McCarty boy paled greatly in comparison to Emmett's good looks.

"Willie, I told you I'm not putting up with your shit. Go back home to your whore." I almost wished for Edward so I would be privy to Emmett's thoughts. I had not heard such an angry tone from him in all my, well, twenty four hours of stalking.

Then, without any warning this Willie just leaped on Emmett and punched him right in the face. No, not that handsome face! I could feel myself tense up and want to join in the fight, but I kept myself securely wedged in the tree.

It was obvious Emmett was in no need of my assistance. He knocked Willie right under the chin and sent him flying. He also didn't watch to see where this so-called 'brother' landed. He turned and began his hike home. I of course, effortlessly launched myself from the tree and followed him.

I, Rosalie Hale, followed Emmett McCarty home like a demented cocker spaniel.

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I had spent the night and most of the morning hunting and lounging in the forest across from the McCarty's home place. I had contemplated attending the morning service at Wolf Valley Baptist Church but disregarded that thought quickly. God would probably be irate at having a vampire in His house.

The morning passed quickly though, and I soon heard the McCarty's making their way home. As I watched them file into the house, I noticed that Emmett was missing from the line up of dark heads.

"Momma Mac, maybe I shouldn't have talked Emmett out of taking the rifle." I heard a woman say.

"I'm sure they'll be fine, Patty. Relax. Come now and help me get dinner started." Emmett's mother replied.

I thought for a few moments on the exchange between the two women. Where would Emmett be going that a rifle would be needed?

"I wonder if Em is kissing Miss Penny right now?" I heard Georgie ask his older brothers.

"Georgie, this is their first date. A picnic, no less. I doubt they're doing much kissing." One of the brothers replied.

Georgie giggled and said, "I hope they don't see no bears! Patty wouldn't let Em take the rifle." The older boys looked at each other with concern. I hadn't seen any bears yet, but I have smelled them in the area.

Suddenly, my legs went into a full sprint in search of Emmett.

I arrived at the church within seconds. I took a deep breath and could smell the trace of humans on the trail leading into the forest. I leapt behind a tree just before a small girl in a pretty purple dress came tearing down the trail.

"Daddy!" She screamed, with tears streaming down her face. This has to be the Miss Penny Georgie was talking about.

Then I heard it, a ferocious roar followed by a manly howl that could wake the dead.

I sprinted up the path and came upon the scene immediately. The enormous black bear had Emmett McCarty pinned to the earth and was swatting at his face. I could see the long claws from her paw shredding his beautiful cheek.

Then whatever humanity that was left in my brain shut off and the vampire nature took over.

I instantly was on the bear's back. She roared as I snapped her neck and sunk my teeth in. I only drank a small amount before his shrieks of pain focused me once again.

I threw the bear down and was instantaneously overtaken by the sweet smell of Emmett's blood. It was intoxicating and everywhere and part of me was screaming for a taste. Just one little taste, the monster in my head whispered to me.

NO, I screamed back in my head. The scent wafting before me was unlike anything I had ever smelled before. It was calling to me, practically begging me. It would put him out of his misery, the evil voice said, mocking me. I moved a step closer and watched his mangled mouth moving furiously, forming words that I assumed were making up a prayer.

I moved even closer, but this proximity was not doing the evil side of my nature any good. I looked at what was left of Emmett McCarty's face. As he grimaced in pain, the dimples in his face formed as they would with a smile. His dark curls were matted down with sweat, dirt, and blood. When he whispered, "Momma," I was transported in my mind to another place. Suddenly I was sitting on the sitting room floor in a small home. I was gushing over a small boy with dark hair, who had just said his first word: Mama. Vera's joyful face flashed through my memory.

I glanced down at the man beneath me. I couldn't possibly kill this human; the grief and guilt afterwards would torment me. But I could love him. Carlisle would understand and help me.

I knelt down and carefully gathered his mauled body into my arms. He was struggling to breathe and kept whispering little Georgie's name in between the heavy breaths. Am I strong enough to take him from the family who loves him so much? To condemn him to the life I so thoroughly despise?

He's obviously going to die anyway; we can save him.

I put my mouth next to his ear, "Hush now, it will all be over soon."

He opened his eyes and looked into my face like he was seeing the gates of heaven.

As I stood with him in my arms, he kept his blue eyes on me and whispered, "Finally, God sent an angel to take me home."

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