This Chapter may get a little confusing time wise. This starts off right where the last chapter left off though, which was Jasper coming around the corner and catching Mr. Kingston (James) in the act of cornering Bella. Everything else will be labeled for when it occurs.

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Disclaimer: I never have nor ever will own Twilight (I've been forgetting to say that in all my chapters recently)

(BPOV)

I lied.

I soo wanted to hear what Jasper was going to say to James.

Right after my door clicked shut I found a place to rest my ear firmly against the wood. It was hard to hear much, they were down the hall and they weren't exactly talking loud.

I came in at the end of a sentence, "...here so late?" Jasper had asked something about lateness...

I could only catch a few words from James, "Goodnight...Rosalie...Bella." Yeah, it didn't make much sense to me either. But whatever he really did say, it seemed to work for Jasper because I could here James saying his goodnights a minute later, though I heard no reply from Jasper.

I waited a few more second incase something else happened. Quietness filled the hallway; I was about to lift my body weight off the door when it swung open with me following its swing. Jasper's hard chest stood as a barrier from my fall, not that it was more comfortable than a hard floor rather than a hard chest.

I looked up into Jaspers glare.

Same time...

(RPOV)

This would be my second time visiting Emmett in the stables. At first, I wasn't sure if I should go. For one thing, what was my motive? Secondly, I didn't know if he'd even be there.

As for the motive part, I had a hint, not that I would ever admit to it. As for his appearance, that was answered when I saw the light coming from underneath the stables.

This time when I came in, Emmett was less shocked and our greetings went by much quicker. He offered me the stool again then went to get a stool for himself. Wonder why he hadn't used that the last time, maybe he was expecting me to come this time.

We hadn't exactly gone over that I'd be back last time, but we did have a lot of fun just talking and...flirting. We had ended on a good note and he'd kissed my hand once again, leaving tingles on my hand in the form of his lips.

"It's so nice to see you again Mrs—Rosalie," he amended quickly.

I smirked as I saw Mr. Sauvé become a bit flustered. "Is it?" I asked coolly.

Emmett grinned back, his whole face lighting up in the process. "It is."

I looked up at him through my lashes suggestively, making Emmett's grinning face straiten out and his eyes widen. He gulped silently, and shifted in his seat. Not ready for that yet?

Emmett was quick to come up with a new light hearted topic, since it seemed like such a natural thing for Emmett to do. I continued dropping subtle, some not to subtle, hints for Emmett the whole while I was there. A few of them he actually played along with for a little, until he seemed to realize what he was doing and immediately stopped.

It was frustrating, but I'd get him sometime.

A Day Later...

(BPOV)

Don't ask how it happened. It just did.

"Hurry up Jasper! I don't want to be late!"

"What an odd concept, being late when it's already very late in the night, the time when young ladies like yourself should not be going out at night to meet some boy of your fantasies!"

I told you not to ask. But just so you know, it had something to do with Jasper asking me why James was there in the hallway last night, then why I was there, then where Rosalie really was, then why I didn't know, then... Ugh. OS basically, it somehow made me spill the beans on Edward.

Jasper had threatened to not let me go, but I pulled my 'oh so perfect' begging skills, promising I'd let him come the next time I met up with Edward.

So here we were, a day later, walking towards the little tunnel I used to get outside.

Jasper reacted somewhat the same why Rosalie did when introduced to the tunnel, "Uh, no. I am not crawling in there. No, never, nope, sorry." He'd been a bit more practical though, asking why we didn't just use the back door.

"Because, we've already found out that Mr. Kingston likes to take little night walks around the hallways and Father and Mother would have a cow if they saw us going outside so late at night," I tried to reason, my palms grew clammy from the nerves of him suddenly refusing and turning around to go tell Father and Mother.

"You know what else they'd have a 'cow' about seeing? Us crawling through a small dark tunnel!" Jasper said exasperated. "Oh! I've got another one they'd have a 'horse' over! You," he pocked his finger into my shoulder, "going out late at night to meet some random wild boy!"

"He's not some random wild boy, and Father and Mother don't need to know about him...right?" I gave Jasper the puppy dog eyes.

He caught on to my tactics quickly and rolled his eyes to look away. I gave an audible whimper, he wouldn't plug his ear... at least, I don't think he would. Jasper's shoulders dropped and I knew he was giving in.

"Yes! Jasper I promise, 'wild boy' is totally harmless, and nice...and funny...and—"

"Yeah I get it," Jasper snapped, "He's perfect."

"Exactly!" I turned around and headed into the tunnel without even a glance back to see if Jasper was following.

(RPOV)

I wrapped my cloak around myself tighter as my slippers dug into the dirt of the stables. This was my third time visiting Emmett. This time, we'd made a confirmation of my return and a time.

Emmett already had my stool set up for me; I laughed when I saw the little cushion on its surface where only wood once was. "Don't I feel special," I teased and let my fingers drag along the fabric, hopefully making myself look a bit more alluring.

"Of course you are," Emmett whispered. It might have been the first serious thing I'd heard Emmett say. My fingers stopped their trail as I flashed my head up. Emmett was sitting on his stool looking at me, nothing unusual for us. Except this time, there was something new in his eyes.

I took a step towards him, letting my face set in a look of wonder.

"What's that look for Mrs. Swan?" Emmett asked. I knew he was just teasing me by using my proper name. I ignored the tease and continued forward.

"I'm just curious."

"About what?" Emmett's voice croaked slightly.

I took another step forward so that his knees hit my hips. "What your reaction will be when I do this." I leaned forward, closing the distance between Emmett and I. Our lips were so close to touching when Emmett suddenly flipped out and pushed himself backwards off the stool. I took a quick step back to avoid his flying feet.

"What the hell!" I yelled, not caring in the least what he thought of my fowl language. Emmett's back was on the floor with his feet tangled in the stool.

"Rosalie we can't!" Emmett said slightly out of breath as he tried to right his body out of the awkward position.

"Why the hell not!"

Emmett closed his eyes and leaned onto his elbows. "You know why," he whispered. "Mr. Kingston."

I let out a very unladylike groan and flew my hands into the air. "Who cares about James! I just brought him here so my parents would think I'm at least trying to settle down."

Emmett's eyes opened, seeming shocked by this little bit of info. He looked up at me as he began his ascent up. "But that doesn't change the fact that I'm a poor lowly life stable boy."

My cheeks were flushed with anger and I couldn't help the sting from leaving my voice. "I don't care about that either!"

Emmett's eyes flashed with annoyance as he bellowed back, "Well you just don't care about anything do you?!"

"No!" I hissed then took and step forward, grabbing a fist of Emmett's shirt and pulling him to me. "I really don't."

My lips grabbed his in a fierce and determined kiss. I'd imagined this kiss for some time now, not exactly this kiss, but definitely our first kiss. It wasn't what I had had in mind, it was better.

We deepened the kiss as his strong arms took in my waist. Once my lips parted to do further work, Emmett was back at being stubborn and pulled away from me. I huffed loudly and glared at Emmett for ruining such an intense moment. "What!"

"Rose," Emmett whined, "I just can't—"

I interrupted him with another kiss of mine. He leaned in a bit then took another quick step back.

"Emmett!" I snapped. "I swear, if you step back one more time!"

"This won't work," Emmett looked so sad I almost felt sorry for my pushy mood. Almost.

"Then let's enjoy it while it last," I urged with sharpness.

Emmett was about to say something else, but I'd already pushed him farther back and into the wall then pressed my body up against his. I gave him a rough kiss then moved to kiss the side of his jaw as I worked off my cloak. Emmett, thank God, finally gave in and guided my face back to his.

His tongue pushed in between my lips as I opened completely for his access. It was thrilling, this new kind of kiss. Okay, so I wasn't exactly a virgin and yeah I'd definitely been kissed before, but there was this sort of ruggedness to Emmett, this strong stability to his lips that just pushed me to go further and explore their true depths.

Emmett's hands seemed to be doing the same thing as they ran down the sides of my body, kneading and massaging as they went. I started undoing the buttons on his shirt when a very familiar voice called out in the distance, "Rosalie!"

"Shit!" I cursed and broke apart from Emmett. He was looking down at me with panic, not helping my own panic. It was James. "Where do I hide?!" I hissed.

Emmett cursed and started looking around for a safe enough hiding spot. He finally settled down with a corner in the back with one of the horse's stables covering up its view from the immediate eyes. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the corner then grabbed a few barrels of hay to really cover my up from view.

"Act like you're working on something!" I ordered from by curled up position in the corner.

I could hear Emmett's very loud footsteps running back towards where we'd been, hopefully cleaning up anything that might shout, 'Rosalie was here!'

There was a quick knock on the stable door before the soft creak of its opening. "Oh, Hello," James said, his voice far from friendly.

"Hello sir," Emmett greeted back. My lips curled at the thought of Emmett calling James sir.

James sighed loudly, and I could only picture his hands behind his back as he walked and snooped around. "I was just looking for Ms. Swan. Have you seen her tonight?"

"Uh, can't say I have, sorry. Why, has she gone missing?" Emmett lied smoothly; he could be a great actor.

"Hm? Oh no, I was just looking for her, she wasn't in bed, but I expect she's around." There was a silence as I figured James was still looking around, like he actually expected me to be here. "What's that?"

"Oh it's nothing!" Emmett's voice had a tinge of panic and his stool scraped across the floor. "It's just a cloth we use to wipe the horses down with."

"A clean purple...cloak?" James asked as I cringed. I forgot about my cloak!

"Uh, yeah. We just washed it and you know, purple was all they had..." There was a sound of fabric flying through the air; Emmett must have thrown it over his shoulder or something.

"Right," James sounded skeptical. "Well, I'll just be leaving then."

"Okay, goodnight sir." Emmett didn't let out a sigh of relief or come over to get me, James was still here.

After another minute or so Emmett finally said, "You sure everything is alright sir?"

"Aw yes! Right, I'll be on my way now, goodbye!" He said a little too loudly. The door creaked open and shut, but neither Emmett nor I was stupid enough to say anything.

I was about to settle myself down to get a little shut eyes when Emmett shouted, "All clear!" I shook my head awake to see Emmett towering over me with a big grin on his face. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at me. I matched his actions by smirking and lifting my leg and letting my skirt slide down a bit then raised my finger and bent it in my direction. Emmett took a deep breath then lowered himself down and captured my lips.

There, so I got most of Rosalie and Emmett out of the way. No, that's not the last of those two love birds, but for now, they'll be content.

As for Jasper, I hear your pleads for some Jasper and Alice action as well. And I shall commence, those two will be playing a HUGE role in this story.

Edward and Bella will be of course playing larger roles, just because I write like that :) haha get it? 'Roll like that'...'write like that?' ...Anyways...

I actually have a lot of drama planned for this story... I just have to get to it. So far, I've got a pretty good path, except every chapter always puts me on a new path where I have to find a different trail to get me to those ideas... it confusing.

So just sit back, relax, read and REVIEW! :)