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Thanks guys! You'll notice I've repeated a few things about Alice being a great sister and stuff, but this is to show how much in common Rose and Em's thoughts have, plus Alice is a pretty cool sister. This starts just after Rosalie slapped Emmett.

Violence is never the answer! Unless the question is "what is never the answer?" Then the answer would be "violence"...

Shh, just be quiet now fanpire. My dishwasher is playing mind games with me... Everytime I get up to close the door it stops making noise then when I sit back down it starts again... I'm on to it...

Rosalie's POV

I ran as fast as I could towards the house. Along the way I stumbled on a branch - a first for me in my vampire life. I hadn't fallen since I was a little girl. My right hand was stinging, not painfully, but as if it were contaminated. As if it had just performed an act against God. Sobs were catching in my chest as I approached the house. The pain of what had happened was overwhelming. We had never fought like that before...

When the house was in view I could see Esme's concerned face at the window. As soon as she saw me she ran out to console me. Normally, I'd shrug her off, too proud to accept pity from someone, but I had never felt this broken before... Not even when Royce... I just needed someone to ease the pain and Esme was there.

I barely noticed being walked into the house and sat on the couch, the sobs took over everything else and all I could see was Emmett's face. Stunned, remorseful and full of pain. I didn't hate him. Of course I didn't. He made me strong, but what happened today felt as if it had shaken all the foundations of trust in our relationship. It took me so long to trust him last time... But did he trust me? Why had he doubted me?

I wanted to help Bella because if I were in her position I'd want help too. She came to me because she knew I was the only one that would go against what Edward wanted... To give her what she wanted. The idea of taking their baby had never crossed my mind...

I was quickly beginning to realise that the rest of my family, when they found out about my decision, would come to this conclusion too. This, I could live with - maybe even understand - every single one of them knew I wanted a baby, how could they know what I'd do to get one? I'd never even spoken about the matter to any of them, the only reason they knew was because of Edward and his gift. His gift of blabbering out everyone's thoughts...

But Emmett... He knew. He knows me better than anyone. Or I thought he did...

I was still shaking violently and I buried my head under Esme's chin as she whispered soothing words to me. None of them had asked me what happened, but I supposed the fact that Emmett still hadn't come back spoke for itself.

"I'll go." I heard Alice say quietly across the room. I looked up in time to see to see Alice leaving.

"Wh - Where's she g-going?" I shakily asked Esme, I sounded pathetic...

There was a slight pause before anyone answered, "For a run." Carlisle's calm voice didn't seem too sincere to me. She was going to get Emmett... In fact now that I listened I could hear their voices now...

"Pulling an Edward?" I could hear Alice's musical voice pose the question.

Emmett was going to Alaska? Had he taken my comment about not having to "suffer my company" literally? A voice in my head said "Good, so he should!" But another one, considerably louder than the other was screaming, "Don't let him!" I tried to ignore both of them...

"No." Came the reply. Sweet relief swept through my body, however much I resented it for doing so. I was supposed to be mad at him... But there was still a twinge of fear in my heart - because his answer was clearly a lie.

I cleared my throat and tried to steady my voice, "I - I'm going to my room." I said to Esme and she let me out of her caring embrace. The concern on her face seemed twice as bad as it had been when Emmett and I had come downstairs a million years ago... I gave her a look of thanks and sped up the stairs before Emmett came in.

As soon as I entered the bedroom his scent hit me and the sobs began to rack my body again, but before I collapsed into a pathetic heap on the bed I went over to the closet and pulled out one of Emmett's shirts and removed my clothes, which were wet, I hadn't realised until now that it had been raining during Emmett and I's confrontation, and dressed myself in his perfectly smelling shirt. Then, I walked over to the bed and collapsed into a very pathetic heap.

I didn't know if I was more mad at myself or Emmett right now, but all I knew was that in four hours everyone would know about my decision and everyone would be mad at me.

Downstairs, the door opened and I could hear both Alice and Emmett come in. There was a small silence before anyone spoke.

"I'm going to get changed." Emmett said. Panic swept over me - I wasn't going to let him see me like this. In a pathetic heap, in his shirt, sobbing.

"I'll go." Alice said and before Emmett could stop her I could already hear her coming up the stairs. I dove under the blanket to hide my apparel from her, though she'd probably already seen me wearing it in my immediate future.

Alice walked into the room quietly and took some clothes from the very large closet.

"Rosalie?" She spoke quietly, so only I could hear. "Rosalie, I'm so sorry I didn't see this coming. I was so busy trying to find Edward and Bella's future I -"

"It doesn't matter." I replied softly, "It's not your fault and you probably couldn't have stopped it from happening anyway." Alice came over to the bed and hugged me. Muttering "I'm sorry"s and "It'll be ok"s.

"I better take these down..."

I nodded in agreement and let her leave. Alice was the perfect sister, I hadn't had one in my human life - just brothers - so when she joined our family I was more than happy to have someone to confide in. Though Esme was more than willing to be like a sister to me I had always seen her as a mother.

I lay my head back down on my pillow and waited. That was all I could do. I listened to the small conversations downstairs, wishing to hear Emmett's voice but he hadn't spoken since Alice brought him his clothes, so my mind drifted slightly.

I realised I needed to make sure I never thought about my reasons for helping Bella around Edward. He would only view them as selfish. Because if it were me and if I were in her position, could all come out as irritating and selfish in the mind of a "worried-about-Bella" Edward... It was best just to let him draw the same conclusion as Emmett had. What did I care?

If Emmett and I didn't manage to fix this in the next four hours it was unlikely it would be fixed for a while. The realisation dawned on me like an axe to the head. This was bad.

Downstairs I heard the distinct noise of someone getting up off the armchair.

"Emmett where are you-" Esme's worried voice began,I could only guess that the end of this sentence was "going?" because Emmett was already outside of the bedroom. There was a small knock on the door and I curled up under the blanket wishing him away. I didn't want to fight anymore. I just wanted to disappear. The door opened and Emmett walked in.

Hmmm... I leave you with this thought - How much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?

Wow it's even hard to type never mind say...

:) xxx