BELLAS POV

I tried to make myself as much a part of the wall as I could to get away from Rosalie's reach as possible. I couldn't move; I couldn't think. All I could focus on was Rosalie's rage. She wouldn't even say my name.

"I hate you! I HATE YOU!" said Rosalie as she spit at Emmett. Then she turned and smiled at me, still struggling.

I don't know why, but the crazed smile she gave me, made my body go cold. I could feel the fear in me as my pulse increased.

"You're not as special as everyone thinks you are."

Then Carlisle injected her with something. Esme came over to me and grabbed my arm.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"Yes." I said, feeling a little shaky. "What's going on?"

"That's what I would like to know," Carlisle said.

"Carlisle, she's insane. She thinks Bella and I…I need to get her outta here. When Rosalie wakes up, she's going to look for Bella," said Emmett. Carlisle nodded.

"What did you inject her with?" I asked Carlisle, finally able to move again. And then I remembered what Edward had once told me. "But I thought that nothing man-made could break through a vampires skin."

"It's a needle I had made with the grain of vampire teeth to see if it would work to calm newborns, you know, after what happened with Victoria and her newborn army. I just never thought I'd have to use it on one of our own. It has enough tranquilizer to kill a elephant with a single drop," said Carlisle, standing up. I gasped. He had injected the whole tube into her.

"Don't worry, Bella. It doesn't kill us, just puts us to sleep," said Carlisle. I turned to Emmett, who was scratching the back of his head, looking at his wife on the floor.

"Get your stuff ready," he said to me.

"Where are you taking her?" asked Esme before I could say anything.

"Away from here, from Rose." He grabbed me by the arm and walked me to my room.

"What's going on?" I asked him. He started packing some of my clothes into my bag. I was confused, and it was quickly turning into worry.

"Wait outside. I'm going to get some clothes and money."

"Do we have enough time, for me to take a quick shower?" I asked.

"Yeah, yeah," he said distractedly, going out the room.

EMMETT'S POV

I was putting the last stack of money into my bag when Esme came into my room.

"Emmett, dear, we..." she began. "We don't know what's going on here." She grabbed my hand.

"Calm Rosalie, within two days we'll be back. She's not going to hurt Bella. Bella has nothing to do with what's happening in our marriage." I stopped and looked directly at her. "Esme…I'm not happy with her anymore."

Esme was silent for a moment. "But...what Rosalie said...where does Bella come into this?" she asked.

"Rosalie needs someone to blame." I pulled out my cell phone. "It will be on at all times for you and Carlisle only." I kissed her on the forehead. Esme was still confused, but I didn't know what exactly to say to her right now. I grabbed my bag and walked out. Bella was waiting for me.

"Where are we going?" she asked. I didn't answer her. Instead I handed her the bag and ran to the storage shed around the back of the house and pulled out a small rowboat. At my speed, we where back on the mainland within minutes, silent the entire time.

"Where are we going?" she pled as I flagged down a cab. I didn't say anything. She grabbed my face and pled again for an answer, more urgently this time. I brushed her hair back.

"Ireland…just you and me," I finally answered, as a yellow taxi stopped right in front of us.

BELLA'S POV

Was this really happening right now?

Emmett got into the cab. I opened the door on my side and spoke without getting in.

"What? IRELAND? NOW? But we can't go, not after what just happened!" His jaw tightened.

"Where to?" asked the cab driver. He was an older man, no younger than forty-five. He had dark brown hair streaked with grey, combed back and slicked down.

"Airport," answered Emmett. I sighed and got in the cab.

"Which terminal?" asked the driver as he sped towards the highway.

"International Port."

"Emmett, what happened back there?" I asked. He was silent for such a long time that I almost repeated the question. Every minute he didn't answer felt like a new hour. The airport was even coming into view when he finally said something.

"She knows," he said firmly, looking at the back of the driver's head.

"Rosalie? Knows what, Em?" I said, grabbing his hand. His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed.

"That I'm falling in love with you." He turned to me and grabbed my hand. I pulled away in surprise, and he looked at me, worried that maybe it hadn't been a good idea to say out loud.

Suddenly it felt like butterflies were fluttering around in my stomach. This wasn't... couldn't be real. I felt like I was outside of my body, observing as a third party rather than actually being involved. I couldn't believe Emmett had said that about me.

"EDWARD!...ROSALIE!" My subconscious fought to get me to remember them, but right now the only thought that consumed my mind was to kiss him. I leaned in and brought my lips to his. I felt his hand come up to my face as our kiss deepened.

And then we were interrupted by the cab driver.

"That'll be thirty dollars."

I giggled nervously as I broke away from the kiss and remembered to breathe again. Emmett didn't take his eyes off me. He let out a low growl out and pulled a bill out of his pocket. I caught a quick glimpse of a hundred dollar bill when he handed it to the cab driver. We stepped out of the car.

"Keep the change," Emmett said behind me with our bag in his hand.

"Are you sure?" I heard the cab driver ask right before Emmett slammed the door shut. We were walking away when the driver lowered his window and shouted, "Thanks pal!"

But Emmett's eyes never left mine. He smiled so widely I could see his teeth. I smiled back at him. He grabbed my hand and laced his fingers through mine.
"Come on." He pulled me along. Inside, the lighting in the airport was so bright that my skin looked paler then usual. I looked up, half-expecting to see Emmett sparkle, like he did in the sunlight, but all I saw was a handsome face.

And I wasn't the only one who noticed, either. Women all around us were staring, practically drooling over him.

"Does it ever get annoying?" I asked.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Does it ever get annoying? Having so many stupid women staring and trying to get your attention?" I asked again. With perfect timing, I noticed one girl ahead and to the right of us who was clearly posing so that her ass stuck out. She was looking at Emmett and smiling.

"They do?" he asked, and looked to where I was looking. I laughed.

"You seriously have never noticed?"

He looked at me and smiled. "No."

EMMETT'S POV

It didn't take much convincing to get first class tickets for a flight out in ten minutes. Just a few: "Are you sures?" Smiles. Compliments to the girl behind the counter.

"What did I tell you," smirked Bella.

"Bells, I have no idea what you're talking about." I smiled and attempted to make myself comfortable in the seat.

"How much longer?" Bella asked, yawning. She rested her head on my shoulder.

"Just a few more hours."

She raised her head quickly. "Wait. Won't it be morning when we get there? How are you going to walk out in plain daylight?"

I pulled the armrest up that was between us and patted my legs so she could lay down. As she rested her head on my legs, the stewardess passed by. She was really similar to Bella in height and body shape, but her hair was red and her nose rounder. As she passed by us she almost tripped over her own feet trying to smile at me. I had to hold back a laugh, making her blush and walk away faster.

"It'll be night when we get there." I said. She yawned again.

"Oh. Okay," she said in a voice I knew meant she would be asleep in two minutes.

"Sleep. I'll wake you up when we arrive."

She nodded her head, and I thought she had fallen asleep when she asked, "Emmett? Where are we going?"

Wow, she must be really tired. "Ireland, you know that."

"No. I mean us...where are we going with us?" she asked. I thought about it for a moment.

"I don't know." But she had already fallen asleep.

I covered Bella with the blanket provided by the airline and spent the rest of the flight thinking about what she had said. Edward loved her, and he'd fought hard for her. He wouldn't give her up easily. I knew once he came back, she was longer mine.

But I had tasted the forbidden fruit and now I wanted to get the full satisfaction. I didn't want to give her back.

She'd said I smelled the sweetest of all. Did that mean we were destined for each other? It had to, or else why would I feel like I was right where I needed to be?

I was so focused on my thoughts that the stewardess startled me.

"Can you please ask your…" she said, pointing at Bella. I knew she was waiting for me to confirm my relationship with Bella out of her own interest.

I said nothing, just stared at her in my own amusement. She sighed and nodded when she realized I wasn't going to answer.

"Can you please wake her and have her put her seat belt on? The plane will be landing shortly."

I shook Bella lightly. "Wake up, beautiful."

I heard the stewardess snort. Bella yawned and sat upright, stretching. She looked at me, then to the stewardess.

"Morning," she said.

"More like night." I kissed her forehead. I turned my gaze to the woman. She was still there, watching us like a creep. I stopped smiling.

"Is there anything else you want?" I asked her.

"Um, no," she said, clearing her throat nervously.

"Buh-bye, then." She walked away. Bella snickered.

"What was that all about?" she asked.

"Oh, you know, stupidity getting annoying."

BELLA'S POV

After landing at the airport, Emmett and I took a cab through beautiful, rural Ireland. I was so distracted by the sights that before long, I realized we had long left the city lights and were out into the "country."

The cab driver dropped us off in front of a small cabin, gave us his blessings, and drove off. Emmett made the reservations while I waited outside looking at the stars. I'd never seen them so bright and numerous, and I was hit by the realization that I was in Ireland, looking at stars I'd never seen before, waiting for a man I loved.

The cabin we were given was small and dark, but perfectly suitable for two days.

"Too bad this is the only thing they had. I really wanted to stay at one of the castles," said Emmett. He opened the door, walked in, and put our bag down on the floor.

"I've always wanted to stay in a place like this," I told Emmett excitedly and followed him in. He turned on a candle and held it out to me. I felt like I was in a movie.

"Wait. There's no electricity? I asked.

"Nope. No water either, or gas for that matter. Just like the good old days," he said contentedly. Then his expression turned to worry. "I mean, if you don't like it, we can go somewhere else. I'm sure I can pay someone for a stay in the city."

"Are you kidding me?" I said. This might not have been Rosalie's scene, but it sure as hell was mine. "This is awesome. Do we have to build a fire to cook, fetch water, stuff like that?"

He nodded.

"Awesome," I grinned. He smiled and kneeled down to open a drawer next to the door. I raised the candle he'd given me so the light could cover more ground, and I saw a bunch of candles in the drawer he'd opened. They would be more than enough for our stay.

Emmett pulled out a handful and had me follow him while he lit and placed the candles all around the room. When the cabin was visible, I was able to look around. There was a small, empty fireplace at one side of the room above which hung the head of an elk. A small rug lay on the floor by the fireplace underneath two single armchairs. A few feet away was a table that looked like a stove, operated by putting coal or wood into the box under the stovetop. Against the wall was a small, simple table with two chairs pushed neatly in. I noticed another rug, brown this time, and on it was a king-size, four poster bed. Next to either side of the bed was a nightstand, one had a bible on it. The room was simple but supplied the essentials, enough for two people. Except...

Wait.

One bed?

Emmett must have noticed that I saw this because he explained, "I don't sleep, remember?"

Mentally, I heaved a huge sigh of relief. For a second, I had thought he expected something from me. I laughed, feeling stupid.

"Oh yeah. That's right."

He looked over at me and I noticed his eyes were much darker than they had been on the island. I got closer to him.

"You're hungry."

"A little," he admitted, nodding.

"Take me with you." I slid my arm around his neck.

"No."

"Why not?" I asked, perhaps a little petulantly. Edward always refused me, and I wasn't going to let Emmett do the same.

"Death isn't something you should see if you don't have to, Bella. And it's not like watching me eat a steak," he said as he walked to the door.

"Why shouldn't I see it? I should in order to know what to expect soon," I protested. He turned to me from the door and gave me the look Edward did every time I wanted to talk about my change.

"You're not going to become one of us." he said seriously.

"Oh, yes I am," I said, determined. My arms were crossed over my chest and I shifted my weight on to one leg. He slammed the door shut vampire-speed fast, making me jump back startled. I was surprised to see the door still attached to its hinges.

"No, you're not. Why would you even want to?" he asked, staying by the door. He was starting to sound like Edward, and that was the last thing I wanted.

I was quiet for a moment. Edward didn't get it. How could I make Emmett understand?

"How could I live the rest of my life knowing there are people like you guys that exist?" I began softly. "How can I be satisfied with my human life when I love you all so much and yet I'm not one of you? As long as I'm human and around the Cullen family, I'll always attract danger to you guys." I dropped my gaze and shook my head. "I don't want to do that, but I can't let you all go. Not when I love everyone so much." I was able to look at his face again, dimly lit and covered with candlelight shadows but so beautiful. I laughed softly. "Not to mention immortality,incredible strength, speed, and beauty. Who wouldn't want that?"

As I spoke, I walked over to him and grabbed his hand. He seemed to be giving in, allowing himself to be persuaded, until the last bit. His hand tightened around mine, uncomfortable and even a little painful.

"Beauty? You want to see beauty? Fine," he snarled. He grabbed me by the arm and swung me on to his back, like a backpack. He opened the door and, without closing it or looking back, he shot out into the night, faster than I had ever experienced, towards the woods near our cabin. The sky was beginning to brighten; the stars I had seen on our way to the cabin were gone.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked, trying and failing miserably to keep my voice from shaking. He stopped running and put me down next to a tree, which I immediately reached for to keep my balance. With the sky becoming lighter I could see pretty well.

"Shh. Watch, don't move." He jumped on to the tree I was leaning on.

"What are you doing?" I asked before I could stop myself. I was looking up at Emmett, who'd landed on a branch almost directly overhead.

"Shhh," he said, more harshly this time, pointing out to the woods behind the trees. I saw something coming towards us but I couldn't make out what it was. And when it finally walked into our clearing, I saw it. A big male elk. It was grand and majestic, a truly breath-taking animal, one I'd never seen so close. Its antlers were massive. It was sniffing the ground, picking up things and chewing on them.

And then I heard a hiss from somewhere above me. I looked up and saw Emmett crouched down, only he wasn't himself.

His eyes were dark and wide. His features somehow looked sharper in his hunt, making him look vicious. I gasped and stepped back right into the tree. The elk heard us and tried to break for a run, but he never had a chance.

Emmet jumped on to the elk's back from his position in the tree. The elk let out a frightened scream. It tried stabbing Emmett with its antlers by lifting its head. I watched as Emmett took hold and tore them off effortlessly. The elk cried out louder; I could hear its distress, its helplessness, its fear. It brought a knot to my throat. My face drained of its blood, a sickening feel at the pit of my stomach.

Emmett looked at me and hissed again, and then, faster than my eyes could register, his teeth were already sunken into the elk's neck, making a sickening sound as his teeth broke through skin. I could see the blood dripping down from the wound and felt lightheaded but was too scared to look away.

The elk reared onto its hind legs to try and throw Emmett off, but Emmett only grabbed on tighter and sunk his teeth in deeper, continuing to drink. The elk desperately began running around, but he was too weak now; he was almost falling over to his side.

Emmett bit a chunk off from the area he was drinking from and spit it out. The elk fell over on its side and Emmett sunk his teeth into another area of its neck,until finally he stopped and got up. He stared at it for a moment, then looked at me.

"You want to be beautiful? Then here's your chance."

He was at my side before I could even begin to make a sound to protest. He clutched a handful of my hair around his hand and pulled my head back so that my neck was fully exposed to him.

"No! no! no!" I shouted, panicked, scrambling to get away from him. I expected my heart to break through and out of me at any second.

"You don't want to do that to animals or humans?" he asked wiping his mouth with his arm. The elk's blood was still trickling down Emmett's neck and onto his shirt. It was easy to shake my head no, my entire body was shaking.

"Didn't think so." He turned around so that his back was to me.

I didn't know what to say. It was too much.

So I dropped to my knees and started crying.

EMMETT'S POV

I heard Bella drop to her knees and cry. I closed my eyes as regret washed over me; I felt like such an asshole. I was afraid she wanted to be one of us for the wrong reasons, and now she probably hated me anyway. I went to her, dropping to my knees.

"Bella, I'm so sorry," I said, holding her by the elbows.

I expected her to pull away, but she didn't. Instead, she leaned in and kissed me. I pulled away because I didn't want to dirty her with any of the elk's blood, but she hugged me hard, crying, oblivious. I could clearly see blood on her lips.

"I love you, Emmett."

I was baffled. I had just shown her how I hunted and threatened to drink from her. She was scared, but she still loved me. As the sunlight began creeping through the woods, I could see myself beginning to sparkle.

"Forgive me, Bells," I pleaded. I pulled away from her, grabbing her by the shoulders.

"There's no reason to forgive you, Em. You didn't do anything." She pushed my hands down so she could hug me and buried her face in my neck.

"Thank you," she whispered softly.

"For what?" I asked, still confused. After what I'd just done to her, she was showing me gratitude? She caressed my face.

"For respecting me enough to show me that. For letting me see such a personal, intimate side of you, what your natural instincts are." She continued to cry. I picked her up and within minutes we were back in the cabin. I closed the door behind me, kicking it shut.

I took Bella to the bed and set her down. I was going to go put on a new shirt but she grabbed my arm.

"Don't go."

"I need to change my shirt," I said, looking down at the dry blood.

"Please."

I nodded and had her scoot over. She pulled at my arm so I could wrap it around her. She continued to cry, her body jumping every so often from her crying, like she had hiccups. It didn't take long before she was asleep.

BELLA'S POV

"EMMETT!"

I sat up, sweat covering my body, from a nightmare. I couldn't remember much of what I had just dreamt, but I knew that I had died. I expected Emmett to be at my side at the sound of his name, and it alarmed me even more to see that he wasn't. I reached over to touch the other side of the bed, but he was long gone.

Just when the panic was starting to set in, seconds after I woke up, he came through the door, letting in the light with him. The first couple of seconds the sight of him was blinding, like I was looking straight at the sun. He stepped in and looked around with a hammer in his hand. There was no threat he could sense, and he let the hammer drop to the floor and came to me.

What's wrong?" he asked.

"Where were you? Why did you leave me alone, without a note or anything?" I demanded.

"I was building a small shack so you can have privacy when you shower. I was right outside; you were never alone."

"I dreamt I died."

"Oh! That would be a bad-ass song title!" He moved his head to an unheard beat. He thought this was a joke!

"Fine! I guess you don't care." I turned my back to him.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I was trying to make you feel better." He rested his hand on my waist. I didn't move.

"Aww, come on, Bells." I felt his weight on the bed and his arm wrapped around me. "I love you."

He blew into my ear, which both startled and tickled me. I giggled before I could stop myself, then turned around so we were face to face. I couldn't stay mad at him.

"Oh yeah?" I said, smiling.

"Mmhmm."

"What are you going to do about it?" I asked playfully.

He kissed me, and it didn't take long before things heated up. I grabbed the back of his head as he grabbed the back of my neck.

"Mm," I said, pulling back to breathe. But Emmett didn't give me enough time before he went in for a second kiss.

The thought of being alone with Emmett on a bed in Ireland excited me, and it coursed through my whole body. I pushed him and rolled over so that I was straddling over his body, my hands on his chest.

I wanted him, but I had a feeling he was going to deny me.

If Edward felt he couldn't control himself, then surely Emmett couldn't.

He was more than twice as big as Edward.