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Summery - Carlisle talks to Rosalie after "A Prelude to a Beginning" - 2003 (thanks to annsteph for the idea)

Placating Rosalie

By:

AngelBabs81 and potterfan2006

After loving his wife, Carlisle planted a gentle kiss to Esme's lips and smiled at her. "After that, I feel like I can face 1000s Rosalie's in a fierce mood," Carlisle chuckled a bit. He stood from the bed to clothe himself.

Esme smiled. "If any one can calm her down it is you my love," Esme said as she walked up behind him wrapping her arms around his middle and resting her head on his back kissing it softly.

"Don't start that again," Carlisle smiled lovingly at Esme. He never tired of loving her. He finished buttoning his shirt and tucked it into the pants he had already donned.

Esme laughed, pulling away and shaking her head. She slipped into her shoes and just before she walked out of the room, "there will be more later I can promise you that." She then smiled beautifully and walked out of the room.

Carlisle kept grinning like a fool. His expression changed as he thought of the "chore" ahead. He left the bedroom and went down the hall to Rosalie's and Emmett's room. He knocked softly.

"Go away!" came the angry reply.

"Kitty, it's me," Carlisle spoke through the door, his tone a notch above what it should have been, but it was imperative that he spoke with her, calmed her down, which was usually Esme's and Jasper's realm, but Rosalie trusted him.

Rosalie sighed and got up from the desk. She walked over to the door after unlocking it she went back to the desk.

Carlisle heard the click of the door being unlocked and shook his head. He opened the door and once inside, closed the door behind him. "Kitty, did you want to talk about it?" Carlisle asked softly, sitting on the edge of her's and Emmett's bed.

"Talk about what?" the tone of voice, biting, "how Edward almost exposed us to the humans today?!"

"Yes," Carlisle responded honestly. "We didn't get to talk much at the hospital and I told you that we would talk when I got home." His tone was calming and moderate.

Rosalie sighed and deflated. "Why did Edward have to save her? She suspects something I could hear it with the questions she was asking Edward," she started to grow angry again. "What's going to happen to us when she finds out? What's that going to do to our family? He was so careless today with his actions." She finished with a sigh then stood up and walked over to the bed to sit next to Carlisle.

Carlisle nodded at every statement and question Rosalie spoke. "You are right, Edward was careless today. Even I can't deny that fact. But, Edward loves her," Carlisle stated simply. "And, I do not know what will happen to our family. With luck, Miss Swan will not disclose any of the information and with other luck, if she does disclose the information, everyone will believe she hit her head too hard and wasn't thinking straight."

Rosalie rolled her eyes and let out a rush of air while folding her arms in front of her. "So Edward's in love, that still does not excuse his actions and I still do not have to like it... or her," she added as an afterthought.

Looking at her, Carlisle had to smile softly. "I do understand your concern for our family," Carlisle assured. "But, that temper of yours will get the best of you one day. And, I am not asking you to like what Edward did or even like Miss Swan."

Rosalie laid her head on Carlisle's shoulder and spoke the truth. "Carlisle, I don't know what to think or how to feel about this. One moment I am angry and the next… I just feel so confused," She finished in a whisper.

"Don't get all sentimental on me, Kitty," Carlisle teased. Even though he stated it, he wrapped his arm around her back and pulled her closer. "It's not you." He paused before adding, "you have to remember that this is Edward's choice."

"I know," she responded. She sat up from the embrace and looked up at Carlisle, "Thank you for coming to talk to me about this," she said sincerely. "I do feel much better." She gave a half smile. "But, mind you, I still don't have to like it," she added with a hard yet playful edge in her voice.

"And that is your choice," Carlisle assured, smiling at her. "But I am not finished. You had no right to yell at Edward when you came home."

Rosalie felt her anger spike again but she tamped it down. "I know, but he did deserve it. He possibly put our family in harms way and I don't like our family in danger," she repeated, trying to defend her actions but failing miserably at it.

"Edward only needs a talking to," Carlisle informed. "Remember, he has never found another for himself. I could bet you that if it was Emmett that needed saving, you would risk exposing our family."

She opened her mouth to protest but closed it when she realized that he was speaking the truth. "You're probably right about that one," she admitted grudgingly. "I should probably go and apologize to Edward."

"I don't think there is a probably about it, Rosalie. You would die for Emmett," Carlisle exchanged and added. "Apologize later. I still have to go talk to him."

She nodded her head in acknowledgment and stood up off the bed to walk back over to the desk.

Carlisle took that as the end of the conversation, stood from the bed and walked out the door, and down the hallway to Edward's room.

The End