DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I just play with her characters.

Chapter Two

Rosalie's POV

Ever since meeting Emmett at the doctors office, he's been in my life ever since than. It's different, and a little bit nerving. I almost feel pressured, which has never happened before. Like he's constantly talking to me, to make sure this pregnancy happens. Which won't work, but still it's like he's more nervous than his wife. And speaking of his wife, I've never even heard from her. I'm starting to wonder if she even exists. Well, I know she exists, but is Emmett really married to her? It never made sense to me. The high Fashion Vogue editor - yes, I researched - with the high school teacher. That doesn't even happen in the movies. And though I'm very curious, I haven't gotten the nerve to ask Emmett. Since, I barely know him, and because he doesn't even talk about her. The couple of texts we've sent back and forth, it's mainly about how he's excited.

As I pace back and forth my condo, my thoughts run wild. Mostly because, the pregnancy test is sitting on the counter, and I'm waiting for the results. Because even though, I'm a bit skeptical of their relationship, and it all seems so weird, I still want to give them a child. Maybe not them, but Emmett. Even through text messages, I can still feel how over the moon he is. It's almost too sweet, but still, I'm glad that if I am pregnant, this little baby will have at least, one loving parent.

Glancing at my phone, it's only been two minutes, and I curse how slowly time is moving. Almost as if he knows, Emmett texts me.

"How is everything, mommy?" ~ Emmett

I chuckle softly, because there's still a chance I'm not pregnant, but his optimistic behavior makes me feel more confident. Which leads me to something else I never do.

"I'm waiting for the results now, want to come wait with me?" ~ Rose

This is a first, never have I ever let anyone wait with me. I've always felt like, this was the only thing that could really be mine. The finding out part, but now, I've just let someone else intrude on it.

"Really? I can't. Alice isn't home. She'd be mad if I find out without her. But, I can always surprise her. Alright, sure!" ~ Emmett

As I read over the text message, it doesn't really surprise me, that Alice isn't home. And another reason why, I wonder if he's lying. But wouldn't the adoption agency figure that out? Or do they know his real story, and this is just bullshit, he's telling the doctor? Could he even do that?

I quickly type out the directions to my house, and put my phone done, heading into the kitchen. I don't even glance at the stick, it's no use. Now I have to wait.

(WFME)

Tapping my fingers impatiently on the counter, the intercom buzzes, and I pray that it's Emmett, because I can't wait any longer. Nearly running to the door, I press talk.

"Emmett, that better be you!" I talk so quickly, I'm not even sure if he can make out my words.

"Yes, yes! Buzz me in, woman!" I laugh, and quickly buzz him in. Now I feel hyped up, all the stored energy is making me like a child again. A child who downed ten pixie sticks in one sitting. It's almost like I'm a live wire.

The loud knocking, jolts me out of my excitement, and I rush over to the door. As I pull it back, I'm hit with reality. A weird one. Emmett standing at my door, a smile bigger than the sun. I'm not sure why I feel the sudden change in my mood, but I quickly push it aside, as I tug Emmett inside.

"The test is over there. You can go check." I motion over to the counter, and Emmett looks a bit hesitant. "Go on, see what it says, daddy." I grin, giving his arm a nudge.

"Did you check?" Emmett asks as he walks over.

"Nope, I waited." I stood by the island, crossing everything I could cross. I wanted this pregnancy, more than I ever wanted anything in my life. I wait quietly as Emmett looks over it, my patience running thin.

"So, what does it say?" I whisper quietly. His eyes haven't left the stick. Either anger and sadness, or shock and joy. He's still silent. Walking over to him, suddenly jolts him out of his little day dream, and I can see the biggest smile ever.

"You are my angel!" He laughs loudly, holding up the stick, and I can see whats made him so excited. There's two pink lines. I'm pregnant.

Before I can take another step, Emmett has me in his arms, spinning me around. "Rosalie, I can't even begin to thank you enough. This.. I.." Emmett puts me down, but his arms are still tightly around me. Theirs a sniffling sound, and I look over to see tears in his eyes.

It's a first for me, all of this. Having someone with me, sharing the joy of a new pregnancy. Especially this part right here. I smile, and giggle softly, as my own eyes tear up.

"Congratulations, daddy." As Emmett wipes his eyes, he kneels down and faces my stomach.

"Hey little person, this is daddy, and I can't wait to meet you." Emmett presses his lips to my belly, and I know despite what's going on in his personal life, I know for sure, I'm doing the right thing. And I know, he truly deserves the little life, growing inside of me.

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