Disclaimer: Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Chapter 2

I headed downstairs at about four in the morning to wait for the others to arrive. After several minutes Alice joined me.

"The wedding's so soon!" she bubbled instantly. "There's still so much..."

"Can we please talk about something else for once?" I asked.

"Like what?" Alice replied.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Here's an idea, how about you be quiet for once?"

"Oh, I know something that will interest you!"

"What?" I asked stupidly.

"Yourself," Alice laughed.

I frowned. This joke was getting old, after more than half a century of it. "No, actually let's talk about why you're so much more excited about Edward and Bella's wedding than you ever are about mine and Emmett's?"

Alice smirked. "Maybe it's because I've already been to about 500 of your weddings."

I put on a hurt face. "I was excited about your wedding."

"Notice the singular 'wedding'," said Alice.

I pouted. We sat in silence for a few more moments. Then Alice burst out, "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but-" (a classic Alice line) "- speaking of weddings, Emmett has something to ask you when he gets back. Relating to your own wedding."

Outside I remained neutral but inside I was fizzling with excitement. Emmett had proposed to me so many times but I was always excited when Alice told me this. I love having weddings.

"When will they be back?" I asked her calmly. It was a redundant question because as soon as I asked it I could hear them, but Alice answered anyways.

"Oh, in about a second," she replied.

I scowled at her.

The door swung open and the rest of my family walked into the room. Emmett threw open his arms and I flew into them, burying my golden head on his shoulder and breathing in his warming scent.

"I missed you Rose," Emmett murmured huskily.

"Missed you more," I murmured back. "Catch a good bear for me?"

Emmett gave a rumbling laugh, then kissed me full on the lips. I sighed and wrapped me arms tighter around his cold torso. Next to us Edward groaned and we broke apart. I looked around and saw that we were not alone in a welcome back kiss.

Even Esme and Carlisle, who had been together the whole time, were wrapped in a gentle embrace.

"Odd man out, eh?" Emmett noted.

Alice disentangled herself from Jasper and giggled. "Sorry, Edward, your bride's asleep."

Carlisle and Esme stopped kissing as well. "Sorry, dear," smiled Esme. "Maybe later," she told Carlisle, "when Edward doesn't feel so left out."

"Oh, why don't we just wake up Bella?" asked Emmett, annoyed. "I'm sure she wouldn't be opposed to some early morning kissing." Edward growled. I snuggled closer to Emmett.

"Upstairs?" I asked him softly.

"Sure," he grinned.

"Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite," Alice recited.

Emmett laughed. And then we exited, stage right.

Up in our room I cuddled close to Emmett. I must've looked upset because he touched me on the cheek and asked, "What's bothering you Rosie?

" "Bella thinks I hate her," I confided. "I just know she hates me." He pulled me closer to himself.

"No, she doesn't."

"Yes, she does. She asked me to be her bridesmaid."

"Usually," Emmett explained, "that doesn't mean someone hates you." I rolled my eyes. "And hey!" he exclaimed. "Now we're both going to be in the ceremony... I'm marrying them. Edward asked me today.

"You're marrying them, both of them?" I asked in mock horror. "Is that even legal? And what about me? I'm not sure I like this, Emmett."

"Don't be silly, Rose," he chuckled. "Alright, let me clarify. I'm officiating."

"Didn't know you had a license," I said tartly.

"I can get one online," he smiled.

"Don't be a goof and ruin the whole ceremony for them," I said softly.

"I won't," said Emmett, watching me carefully. After a moment he added, "Bella doesn't hate you."

"How do you know?" I pouted.

"No one could hate you for long, Rose. You're too darn perfect."

"Am I?" I asked coyly, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

Emmett pulled me into a giant bear hug, then started kissing me again. When we finally pulled apart, he mumbled one word into my ear: "Yes".

I smiled. "Alice said you had something to ask me?" I prompted.

Emmett growled. "That little physic. Can't anything ever be a secret around here? But oh yes, the question."

He turned to the mirror and made a big show of smoothing his hair and straightening his collar. Then he turned to me and cleared his throat. As an afterthought he got down on one knee.

"Miss Rosalie Lillian Hale, you are the most beautiful, the most sweet, the most good creature I have ever met in all my days on this earth. You are my air, my sun, my everything. Life is meaningless without you. Oh Miss Hale, may I have the pleasure of you being my wife?"

I felt warm and fuzzy inside. I bowed my head formally towards Emmett.

"Good sir, I thank you for your most generous proposal. I can think of only one way to respond to it. Yes. I love you with all my heart. I love the way you say crayon and the way your clothes look when you pick them out yourself. We have the same fingernails! How could we not be made for each other?"

Emmett burst out laughing but quickly stopped and became formal once more. "Miss Hale... Rosalie if I may, your words speak truer to me than you could've ever imagined. I also love the way I say 'crayon'. I have a ring, that I hope will suffice."

He pulled it out of his pocket and showed it to me. It was a delicate gold band with a large diamond in the middle. Surrounding the diamond were clusters of miniscule rubies. It was the single loveliest object I had ever seen in my life. Well, except maybe myself but that is another matter.

"I love it," I shrieked, dropping the formal once and for all. "I love you! I love you!" Emmett kissed me on the forehead.

"What day should we have the wedding?" he asked.

"Hmm. Is there anything going on August 13th?" I said.

Emmett stroked his nonexistent beard. "Hmm. That sounds like a lovely day. No other weddings going on or anything."

"Seriously, I don't care what day we have it," I told him.

"Well, let's have it... oh! On New Years Day."

"Perfect!" I clapped my hands.

"So, what did you think of my proposal this time around?" Emmett asked. Every time he proposed he did it in a different way. Last time he hired planes to spell the message out with their exhaust.

About twenty years ago he placed the ring in the bottom of a crackerjack box and took me to a baseball game. He kept asking if I'd found the prize yet. Eventually I reminded him that I didn't eat. He smacked his forehead and dug the diamond out of the bottom. He told me he got that idea from a book and thought it was cute. I told him I thought so too, except for the crackerjack part.

"I liked this time's proposal," I told Emmett. "Much better than the crackerjack year."

He grimaced, remembering. "Yeah, sorry about that. I kinda forgot the whole vampires don't eat crackerjacks thing for a moment when I did that."

"It's okay. I thought it was funny."

"Good."

Alice threw open our door. "Congratulations!" she screamed. "And on New Years Day! That's so cute! I was thinking blue and gold, or maybe silver, and Rose! I can't wait to go dress shopping!"

"Whoa Alice," Emmett said. "Don't you have to finish planning Bella and Edward's wedding first?"

"Oh no. Bella," Alice said. I could already hear her stumbling down the hall. Alice stuck her head out the door. "Sorry for screaming Bella. I forgot you had to sleep. But Rosalie and Emmett are getting married!"

"I thought they already were." Bella's voice drifted blearily down the hall. "Anyway, what time is it?"

"It's half past six," replied Alice, glancing at the clock. "I was about to wake you up, anyway. We have to shop for your reception dress!" She gave a cheery wave to Emmett and I and bounced out the door. I could already hear Bella complaining...