OK, this is a short chapter and it ends the Emmett/Carolyn story. At least for now.

Thank you for the reviews, it means a lot to me! I have some other stories running through my mind that I hope to start on in the next week or so....once the kids get back to school.

8

It finally stopped snowing. All in all, the news was reporting a total of 22 inches of snow in a 3 day period. A record for Forks and the surrounding area.

And although it was nice for the weather to clear up, it also meant I had no reason to stay at the Cullen home any longer. My Dad would be home tomorrow, and I had to get ready for school to start again. It seemed surreal to me that these past few days I had been with Emmett non-stop. A few weeks ago, I had not even been speaking to him...and now, he was such a huge part of my life. It was breathtaking. He was breathtaking. I had never really understood how love could take over your life, but now, I did.

Edward had to drive Bella home, as well. Edward drove us all in his car, and dropped Emmett and me off at my house. Emmett's Jeep was still there, now half buried in snow drifts. He and Bella left to head over to her house.

Emmett helped me get to the front door, and we walked inside. He started a fire to warm the downstairs and asked if we had a snowblower. We did, and just as he was getting it started up, we heard a noise outside on the driveway. I looked out the front windows, and there was Mike, snowblowing my walkway up to the house.

I opened the door once he got to the porch, and smiled and said, "hi". He smiled back and nodded his head to me and to Emmett, who was right behind me.

"Hey, Newton!" Emmett yelled over the noise of the snowblower. "I'll be right out to help!"

Hmm, Emmett and Mike doing something together. How...different.

Emmett gave me a kiss and a hug, and got into his jacket again. "I'll be back soon, I'm going to help Mike and get my Jeep unburied and the rest of the driveway clear for your Dad."

"OK, I'm going to start on dinner and some laundry. You can stay for dinner, if you want...." I said. I wasn't really sure if Emmett wanted to have dinner with my Dad or not. I had just spent 3 days with his entire family, but dinner with "the Dad" was a bit more intimidating.

"I'd like that," he answered, and off he went.

About 2 hours later, I had spaghetti sauce cooking and garlic bread ready to go into the oven. I heard Emmett come in the front and stomp around a bit. I walked over to the doorway to see him, and I just about fell over. There was Emmett, with Mike Newton, stomping snow off of their boots and laughing. Emmett and Mike were laughing.

Emmett looked up just then and saw me watching them. He flashed a big smile and said, "Hey! Smells good in here!"

"Thanks, I didn't have a lot of choices...most of the food spoiled. I hope spaghetti is OK? And Mike, there's plenty, so stay for dinner, OK?" I said, so happy that my friend and my boyfriend were seemingly "friendly" now. What a difference from the usual one syllable grunts and surname greetings they usually said to one another.

So much was changing for me. And changing for Emmett. Changing for the better. Emmett was definitely my happy ever after, of that I was sure. I had no idea what or where my future with him would lead me, but I would be there with him. Together.

The End