Wow! It's been like, forever. I'm sorry, but I was sick(again) and I had finals, my birthday, some other crap, and a miscommunit=cation with my beta, and now you finally have something. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own it. Sorry.

Dedicated to: I don't know... The reviewers and my beta.

Emmett and I dancing on the beach, barefoot, music coming from an unknown location. Sweet whispers between us. Small carresses to the cheek, gentle kisses... He leans down to my ear, says softly "I love you."

I look up, blush, sink into his embrace. I stand on the tips of my toes, trying to reach his ear. "How do you know? When did you decide?"

He smiles. Kisses me. Music reaches a high peak as his lips touch mine. "You know."

"Wake up, Alice."

No, please, no! This can't end!

"Pixie princess, wake up. It's morning." It's Emmett's voice...

Wait, the last thing I remembered was Steve Martin on a construction lift... Rosalie had to pick Baby Mama. My head was on something warm and vibrating, and something was running up and down my spine.

I was asleep! Dreaming! I wanted to cry, until the memories of the previous night overtook my mind. I felt myslef blush.

"Good morning, teddy bear..." I murmured softly.

"Morning..."

He softly kissed me. Yup, definitely awake now...

"Let's go get something to eat," he suggested, shifting a bit to make a point.

I pouted. "Aw, but I liked our previous activity so much better."

"Look at it this way.: we've got all weekend to be together. The quicker we get moving, the more time we have to do-" he kissed me teasingly- "that."

I rolled my eyes. "You're a tease." But I rolled off of him anyway. I could see my brother and Rose asleep, and an empty couch. I could also hear voices from the kitchen. Emmett headed in the general direction of the bathroom while I snuck to the kitchen door, evesdropping. I felt no need to be anywhere without Emmett, and since his current location wasn't appropriate for mixed company...

"It's funny," Mom said. "We give you all freedom and it's our own kids that get wrapped up. It's amazing the blatant acceptance they give. Not that I mind, but really, Carlisle woke me up telling me about Alice and Emmett."

"I'm just happy they're happy. I thought they'd never get on with it," sighed Bella dreamily. "It's so sweet..."

Mom's tinkly laugh filled the air. "I was wondering about that. She's so stubborn, I thought she was still thought of him in the toddlers-swimming-naked-on-the-swimming-pool way. Of course I knew all along that he was perfect, as did Carlisle. It's bad when parents thiknk it: it means it's obvious enough for parents to think it!"

"Trust me, we know. I have a scar from a particularly bad attack from age twelve. Ironically, about asking her if she liked Emmett," Jasper said, rousing more laughter. "Tough tiny thing."

I grinned. The first day I ever aknowleged my infatuation with the teddy bear that was now mine... Warm arms slid around my waist.

"Ready?" Emmett whispered.

I turned in his arms and drummed my fingerson the side of his neck. "They know."

"Better entertain them." He then threw me over his shoulder and traipsed into the kitchen. "Morning everyone!" He sang, dumping me into a chair.

"Mornin', Em. Mornin' Al," Jasper said, smirking.

"Help yourself," Mom said, waving at the stove, covered in enough food to feed an army... Or a few teenagers.

"Thanks, Esme," Emmett said, flashing his brilliant smile. Well, at least he didn't sing...

Mom smiled back and left, tapping her fingers together as if counting chores, probably doing just that.

"So..." Bella said, biting her lip. "How'd you sleep."

I knew there was no way to answer that without some sort of wrong sounding word combination, so I ignored her. Instead I looked to Jasper and said, in the sweetest way possible (note sarcasm) "Control your girlfriend."

Jasper just smiled, then simply elevated my embarrassment. "You look happy."

"Aghhh! No innuendos about my sister!" Edward groaned, walking -actually bouncing- in, Rosalie trudging in behind him. Rose in the morning: the best comedy show around.

"Morning,' ya'll," she mumbled, stumbling over her own feet sleepily. "Oh!"

She fell right on her face. How very Bella of her.

The rainy Saturday brought us to Port Angeles, at the movie theater.

"Behave and be careful," Charlie said. It was the Swans' 'shift' to handle us. Really, babysitters? What are we, twelve?

"Yeah, Dad," Bella said, trying to push him away.

"Are you sure you don't need anything?" he pressed.

"Bye, Dad," Emmett pressed back.

"We'll be fine, Charlie," I insisted. He had a soft spot for me, so maybe he'd listen.

"You boys watch out for-"

"Go, Dad!" the both yelled.

"Okay, okay! I have to pick up something for Renee, anyway..." He spoke mostly to himself as he walked back to his parking space.

Once he was completely out of sight, Emmett grabbed my hand and dragged me to the ticket counter, while Jasper and Bella went to the concession stand, and Edward and Rosalie went to 'see something' in the corner, something that I was certain to be the backs of their own eyelids. Make of that what you will.

"Six for G.I. Joe.," Emmett told the ticket girl, who looked to be about sixteen, and had her eye on him.

"Oh, that's a good one," she said, making an attempt to be seductive. "Bit scary though."

"Yeah, Dennis Quade scares my girlfriend, too. That's why I gotta protect her," he said, throwing an arm around me. "Now, six please."

The girls glared in my direction as she gave Emmett the tickets and his change. "Enjoy your movie," she muttured darkly. I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at her.

Once we were seated, the lights dimmed and the opening credits came on. Five minutes in, , my face was hidden in my hands as a man recieved a gruesome punishment.

Emmett cast a glsance in my direction, a frown adorning his features, he lifted the arms rest and wrapped his arms around me, letting me hide my face in his side.

The funny thing is, though, this was normal. He was first and foremost my best friend, and he always did the same things he does now, minus kissing my lips and holding me so much(not that he didn't hold me before, just not as much). I began questioning things. How long did he actually like me?

I'd have to ask him later...

Through the rest of the movie, we remained cuddled up, sneaking kisses and enjoying each others' warmth until it was over. As everyone stood to leave, we all started talking animatedly, reliving our favorite scenes and characters, and the surprise twist in villain. Outside we were greeted by a torrential downpour. Charlie and Renee were no where in sight, so Bella and Emmett pulled out their phones to dial Charlie and Renee, respectively.

"Dad?" Bella half shouted into her mouth peice, trying to outdo the rain. "Dad, can you hear me?"

"Mom? Mom, it's pouring! Where are you?" Emmett called into his.

"A wreck?" Bella shrieked. "Okay, okay, we'll call Vicky and Jamie. Love you too. Bye."

"Yeah, okay. Love you," Emmett sighed as he hung up, then looked at us. Sam, Leah, Seth and Emily, Seth and Leah's cousin from the Makah rez, got into a wreck."

"Oh, no! Are they okay?" Rosalie asked, looking fearful.

"Emily and Seth have some broken ribs, and possibly concussions, Sam was driving and has some deep cuts and a broken arm, and Leah's in shock. She seems pretty bad," Bella said, eyes beginning to water.

"Jasper put a comforting arm around her and pulled ut his phone to call Vicky. "Mom... Yeah, you heard... You're coming? Ten minutes? Okay."

"How about we go into that little coffee shop over there, Edward suggested after a long moment of silence.

We nodded in agreement and dashed tfrom covering to covering to the shop. We ordered some coffees and sat silently, shaken up by worry for our friend. Soon, the Hale's mini-van pulled up, to the curb, Vicky waving to us, and we were piling in.

What was happening to our dear friend, who was so happy less than twenty-four hours before? How did a simple wreck take so much out of her, or was there more to the story that we didn't know?

A/N: Shout out to anyone who knows the origin of the 'Swimming-naked-in-the-kiddie-pool' thing. Hint: it is associated with a Twilight actor/actress's ex-love intrest.