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I apologize if anyone is offended by any of the names mentioned in this chapter. Lol. I have nothing against names such as Grady… it was all for the good of the chapter.

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(Emmett POV)

I walked into the living room, Oregon was going against Berkeley and I was not going to miss that.

I turned on the TV and changed the channel to ESPN. The game just started and it was just a few minutes into the first quarter.

"Get him! Get him!" I screamed at the TV.

I was just about to jump to my feet until… Something hit me on the side of the head and fell with a rattle.

"What the-" I looked to my right, and there he was… a little baby boy with dark blue eyes sitting in a car seat staring at me.

"Hi…" I greeted, not really sure what a child was doing here in the first place.

The boy smiled a toothless smile and began to laugh.

I was still pretty confused…

"Will you excuse me for a moment, please?" I said, like he could understand me.

* * *

(Rosalie POV)

"Rose!" I heard Emmett yell from the living room.

He must have seen what I've brought home…

I walked into the living room only to find Emmett standing at least five feet away from the couch.

"What is that?" he said pointing at the baby.

"It's a baby, Emmett," I rolled my eyes, picked up the boy and began to feed him.

"I know that. What's it doing here?" he glared trying not to get too close. He took a seat on the furthest chair away from me and the baby.

"Emmett, what's wrong with you? You're acting like you've never been around a baby before," I said laughing at such a silly idea.

He stayed quite.

I looked away from the boy in my arms and looked curiously at my husband.

"You have been around a baby before… right?"

"Of coarse I have! Don't be ridiculous," he answered rather quickly.

I began to laugh, "Oh my god, are you serious? Even as a human?"

"I've seen them from far away!" he was getting defensive now. "I just… never held one."

"What?!" the baby seemed very uninterested on his bottle. He was watching us very attentively.

"Babies make me uncomfortable… They're so small… and sometimes sticky…"

"You realize you were once this small right?"

"Yes! But, I don't remember it! So, it doesn't count…"

"Emmett, you're being ridiculous… Maybe, if you just held him-"

"No!"

I was starting to make my way towards him, "just do it."

"No!"

"Emmett, hold still!"

I shifted the baby's weight to one arm and with the other I held Emmett down. I began to shape his arms in the proper position.

"Rose, I don't know about this…"

"Calm down… And be careful," I gently set the baby in his arms.

Finally in Emmett's arms all went quite. They both stared at each other intently.

"Well?" I wondered.

"It's not too bad," Emmett said not even looking up at me.

It was weird how much they both looked alike.

Suddenly I found myself thinking…

Was this what it was like to have a real family? Husband, child and all?

"I'm going to get a diaper," I told Emmett.

It seemed like he wasn't even paying attention to me. Usually when he didn't give me his full attention, it always sent furniture flying. But, this was an exception.

* * *

"Emmett, what the hell are you doing?!" I stood at the entry of the living room wide eyed and jaw to the floor.

There Emmett was throwing the baby at least fifteen feet into the air. Thank god we had such high ceilings.

"What? He likes it…"

The baby was laughing louder than I have ever heard.

"Emmett, stop that right now."

"Awww," he whined as he caught the baby after one last toss into the air.

I quickly snatched the baby away.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I gently rocked him in my arms. "I leave you alone for a minute and you treat the baby like one of your damn footballs!"

"What? He's not hurt," Emmett countered as I continued to glare at him. "Let me hold him again."

"No."

"Rose, let me hold him."

"No," I quickly turned away shielding the baby from Emmett.

Emmett began trying to reach over me, trying to take the baby away.

"C'mon!"

"No!" the baby began to giggle, which had me laughing. We must have looked ridiculous.

"I promise I won't throw him anymore. Just let me hold him."

Before I could tell him 'no' one more time I heard the front door open.

"I'm home! And I have goodies!" I heard Alice yell.

Seconds later she came into the living room with dozens of shopping bags in hand. But, these weren't the usual shopping bags. These bags were from Babies R' Us. Moments later Jasper came in holding a very large box, which had a picture of a crib on it.

"I should have known," I said shaking my head while passing the baby over to Emmett.

"Yes!" Emmett grinned as he started to bounce the baby up and down.

"I brought presents!" Alice sang.

"Alice, I hate to tell you this… But, I think you have a shopping problem," I said as I looked through the shopping bags.

Alice looked falsely appalled, "I will not tolerate that kind of talk in this house. Now, where is the little guy? Is he as adorable as he I envisioned?"

Alice quickly had the baby is her arms, much to Emmett's dismay.

"Why, hello there. Hello." she said in a baby voice, "Aren't you just the cutest thing in the world."

"Alice, I refuse to let you talk to him like that. If you won't speak to him normally, you will not speak to him at all," I told her as I tried taking him away.

"Oh, lighten up Rose. It's not everyday we have a baby in the house."

Before I could argue Alice asked a question that had completely slipped my mind.

"What's his name anyway?"

"Oh yeah. What is his name?" Emmett asked.

I sighed, "he doesn't have one."

"Hah! What do you mean he doesn't have one? Everyone has a name." Emmett said looking at me like I was joking.

"Well, he doesn't," I snapped.

"Whoa, you're serious," Alice said while handing me the baby.

I looked down at him and he began to reach for my face. I sat down on the couch and leaned in toward him, letting him touch my face.

"Hmmm… Maybe, we should give him a name" I heard Alice suggest.

I looked up at Alice to make sure she was serious.

"Yeah," Emmett agreed, "How about… Jordan?"

"Like the line-backer?" I asked Emmett suspiciously.

"Yeah."

"Uhmmm... No."

"How about Max?" Alice suggested.

"So, they can call him Maxi-pad?! I don't think so."

"Grady?"

"No."

"Martin."

"Alice, that sounds like a future pedophile."

"Turner. Flint. Cody!" Emmett just kept spitting out names.

"Emmett, you name one more Oregon football player and I swear…"

"Well, what would you name him?" Alice asked.

"Yeah, we don't hear you giving any suggestions," Emmett added. Probably mad because I refused to name the baby after some sort of football player.

"Well, I don't know!" I looked down at the baby boy who was also looking at me. "He needs a unique name…Something that reflects him… What about… Kassius?"

"Kash-us?" Alice slowly repeated. "I think it suits him."

"I like it," Emmett agreed.

"Is that your name? huh?" I said smiling down at the baby. "Is your name Kassius?"

He laughed as he began to clap. I guess that was his way of giving us his approval of the name.

* * *

(Emmett POV)

(3 months later.)

"Where's Kassius?" Esme asked.

"Sleeping," I simply replied as I flipped through channels.

"And Rosalie?"

"Where else?" I didn't even bother look away from the television.

"You know Rosalie. Never leaves his side," Edward finished for me.

* * *

(Rosalie POV)

I smiled as I watched him sleep. Then, I began to wonder 'was he dreaming?'

And if he were, what about? His mother? Me, maybe?

I knew he wasn't mine to keep. But, that didn't stop me from feeling like he belonged to me. Since, the day I set eyes on him I couldn't help but think… If Emmett and I were to have a son I'm pretty sure he would look exactly like this boy.

He seemed very much like us in many ways, and I'm not just talking about the way he looked…

His favorite toy was a stuffed plush car, that very much looked like the car I drove. And despite his very young age he was able to pay attention to the television, only if it were on ESPN.

He was growing stronger and bigger everyday. Faster than any other baby I've ever seen. He was also very independent.

Just the other day he refused to let me hold his bottle for him. He tried to hold it on his own, but to his annoyance couldn't.

"Rose!" I heard Edward yell from downstairs. "Can you come here please?"

My brow furrowed. I didn't want to leave Kassius alone.

"Rose!" Edward called again.

Reluctantly, I left the room. Leaving him was just as hard as leaving Emmett's side the days of his transformation.

"Edward, can you not yell," I said as I made it down the last few steps. "You're going to wake up Kassius."

"Sorry," Edward said, "I was just wondering, can you take a look at my car? It's been making this weird sputtering noise."

Usually, I would be jumping at the chance to get into the garage. But, this time I had different obligations to even think about working on any of the cars.

"I don't know…" I said full of uncertainty.

"Why not? You love working on my car."

"Yeah, but what if Kassius wakes up? And I'm not there? He's going to be looking for me," I explained.

"Don't worry, Rose. I'll take care of Kash if he wakes up," Emmett said from the couch.

"See! Emmett's got it," Edward tried reassuring me.

"Fine… But, Emmett he's going to be hungry when he wakes up. The bottles are in the fridge and make sure their only heated for at least a minute and a half. Do not heat it any longer than two minutes. And if it's too hot just run it under some cold water. And-"

"Rose, would you calm down. I think I know how to take care of him by now," Emmett replied.

"Okay, but I don't want a repeat of the first time you watched him."

"How was I suppose to know babies don't like it when you hold them upside down?"

"Uhm… I don't know, Emmett… Maybe because grown people don't like it either?!"

"Rose, everything is going to be fine. And it's not like you're going far, you're just going to be in the garage."

I gave a heavy sigh… He was right.

I turned around and headed for the garage…

* * *

Everyone sat in the living room doing their own thing.

Alice and I were playing with Kassius until she began having one of her visions.

"Carlisle?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"What is the average age a baby says their first words?"

At Alice's words I quickly focused on Kassius, who was nibbling on a toy block.

"Uhmm… I would say about ten months. But, it really depends on the child," Carlisle replied.

"What's the earliest a baby has spoken?" she continued.

"I would say just about-"

"Mama." my eyes went wide.

"… three months."

"Did he just say what I thought he said?" I asked making sure I wasn't going delusional.

"I think he just said 'mama'" Esme said smiling.

"I thought so," I was quickly on my feet now and had Kassius in my arms. "Can you say it again? Can you say 'mama'?"

Everyone was surrounding the both of us now like me, waiting for him to speak again.

"Mama."

"Yay!" I squealed with delight. "Say it again. Say-"

"Oh crap…" I heard Alice whisper.

I stopped mid-sentence and looked at Alice.

"What did you see?" Jasper asked.

"Rosalie… I'm so sorry," Edward said, he must have seen what she saw.

"Sorry? Sorry about what?" I was starting to panic. "Alice, what's going on? Tell me."

DING-DONG!

All of our heads turned to the direction of the front door.

Alice gave me a sympathetic look.

And that's when I realized what was going on.

"Alice?" I looked at her hoping my suspicions were wrong.

"Rose, I'm sorry…" she whispered. "They found Kassius's grandparents…"

I held the boy in my arms tightly and shook my head vigorously, "No… No!"

"Rose, they're here to take him away," she finished.

"They can't! No!" I began backing away.

"Rosalie, we all knew this was just temporary," Carlisle told me.

"No… But, this is his home… We're… We're his family."

"No, Rose… we're not…" Edward said softly.

I noticed Emmett sat quietly in the corner.

"But, he called me 'mama.' We are his family!"

"Rose, don't make this harder than it needs to be," Esme said putting a hand onto my shoulder.

I quickly shrugged it away, "No, they can't take him away me. They can't. He belongs here."

DING-DONG!

Carlisle looked toward the door again, then gave me a meaningful look.

"I'm going to go answer that. You do what you have to do in here," he told me.

I knew the double meaning behind his words. He meant say "goodbye."

He left to go answer the door, with Esme at his side.

"We'll leave you two alone," Alice said.

She, Jasper and Edward left the room.

I looked over at Emmett who still sat quietly in the corner. He looked just as pained as I did, but he hid it better. He looked me in the eyes before silently getting up and leaving the room.

The living room was empty. Just me and Kassius.

He was playing with my hair like he always did. He was completely oblivious to what was going to happen. I just wish I were too…

I closed my eyes and held him tight.

"Goodbye," I whispered into his ear.

"You're going to go with some people who are going to take care of you for now on, Okay? So don't be scared. They're going to love you and take care of you…"

I looked at him in the eyes one last time before holding him tightly once again.

"And I know you can't understand me and you won't even remember me… But, I will always love you… so much. And I'm going to miss you…"

"Rose!" I heard Carlisle yell.

I guess it was time to give him up…

I wanted so bad to just runaway and take him with me. But, I always knew he was never mine to keep.

I slowly made my way to the front room.

"… we call him Kassius," I heard Carlisle say as I finally made my way to the front door. My whole family was there, including two strangers (Kassius's grandparents I assumed).

"Kassius? What a beautiful name," the old woman said.

"Ah, here he is now," Carlisle said.

The old man and woman smiled humbly, a smile I did not return.

I handed him to the old woman and without a second look, turned away.

As I began to walk away I heard Kassius cry. This cry I knew well, this cry always meant he wanted me. Wanted me to hold him and comfort him…

But, unlike all the other times I did not rush to his side. I clenched both my fists, closed my eyes tight and continued toward the stairs…

* * *

(Emmett POV)

I closed the door as Mr. and Mrs. Davis turned to leave with a very much crying Kassius.

As I closed the door the whole family was silent.

"I'm going to check on Rose," I said finally breaking the silence.

Carlisle just nodded as I made my way towards the stairs.

As I entered our bedroom I couldn't help but look at all of the scattered baby toys we will never need ever again.

On the bed laid my Rosalie.

Her body shook from time to time. Which only meant she was crying…

Without saying a word I laid down next to her and hugged her from behind. As I wrapped my arms around her petite waist she took my hand in hers.

"It'll be okay," I promised her. A promise I knew I was never able to keep.

She didn't reply she just continued to whimper her dry sobs…