Wooo!!! Tenth chappie! I'd like to thank you all for your patience. I recently had a tragedy in my family; my maternal grandmother died. Thank you for not giving up on this, and much thanks to my beta, LucasMcDrake. I don't own anything.

Dedicated to my grandmother, who oddly enough liked Twilight.

Vicky dropped us off at the Swan's house, a modest little two-story with three bedrooms and one bathroom, and a fair sized expanse of yard. Charlie was home, collapsed in a chair rubbing his head with his gun stashes away for safety. He said something about no closed doors and Renee being at the grocery store, then turned on a game. When we were little, we'd roughhouse mostly, playing tag and hiding seek. Now, we'd calmed a bit, choosing instead to hang out in Emmett or Bella's room. We went upstairs and split off, Bella and Rosalie drifting into Bella's room with Jasper and Edward following them like lost puppies, while Emmett and I gravitated to his. After being careful to leave a considerable amount of space between the door and the door frame, Emmett laid down on his bed. Following my instinct, I sat next to him as I normally would, looking down onto his resting face for the first time in a while. His eyelashes fanned out delicately(the only delicate thing about him), and made the aeriel view that much nicer. I loved to look at him, and I'm sure he liked the attention.

I leaned down and kissed the dimple on the right side of his mouth. He turned his head before I could pull away and caught my lips with his. He smiled when I pulled back, biting my lip.

"Sit with me," he said, pulling himself up to lean back on his pillows.

I crawled to sit beside him, but he took my waist and pulled me to rest between his legs, a position Same and Leah had displayed many a bonfire. He held me around my middle as I leaned back into his chest. No words were exchanged, but soon, as if choreographed, we both shifted too look each other in the eye. Our lips touched gently, and soon we were into yet another lip-locking session. A few minutes in, we had an unexpected visitor: Charlie.

de"Um, well," he grunted, looking away uncomfortably. "Renee needs help, Em."

My heart was absolutely racing. I'm so dead!!!

"Yeah, okay Dad," Emmett said, shifting from behind me.

I blushed scarlet and scrambled away. Charlie will hate me now, I thought as Emmett left me and Charlie alone.

Finally, Charlie spoke. "'Bout time that boy came to his senses. Keep him in line, and tell me if he gets difficult. I'll remind him how he was raised to treat a lady."

I blushed harder and smiled broadly. Charlie left to check on the others, fairly pink himself. I pulled myself up off the bed and wondered around, looking at pictures hanging on his walls, mostly, I was thrilled to see, of me and him. For a moment, I heard what sounded like "My baby!" I giggled, looking at more picture. Photo strips were scattered, of us alone, us with others, a lot. We had to have been thirteen or so. We were smaller, but there was one of all of us where Rose and Ed were fused at the lips.

Suddenly, I was lifted off the ground. "Oh my- Oh! No fair, Teddy Bear!" I whined, elbowing Emmett, who was laughing hysterically, so he's put me down. "You scared me!"

He laughed at me more. "Hey, Mom wants pictures."

"Why?" I asked fearfully.

"She just does, screaming about 'her baby' and all, she needs it," Emmett chuckled. "She's gotta 'save it' for the future."

I laughed and rolled my eyes. "She's... A mom."

Emmett grinned. "Now what were we doing before Charlie interrupted?"

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know."

"Hmmm..." Then he kissed me suddenly. I smirked into the kiss, then heard a click.

"Perfect!" Renee said, grinning and toying with her digital camera. "Wanna see?"

I turned red, as did Emmett. "Sure," he groaned.

"Too bad," she said, laughing. "I'm saving it for a worthwhile time!"

Then she left, leaving us red and embarrassed.

"Em," I said, gritting my teeth, "I... Really want to hurt you."

"How many times since yesterday?" he asked, rolling his eyes. He knew me so well.

"Too many to count."

"Figured you were holding out on me. Go ahead."

I jumped up and grabbed his shoulders, pushing him to the ground and pinning him down. "Never embarrass me like that. Ever."

"That's my girl." Then he flipped us, initiating a wrestling match.

It was like being ten again! Horseplaying with my best friend, goofing off, not worrying about stuff like dating and boys. We flipped and flopped and laughed and all that jazz. I thought I saw someone when I was hanging over Emmett's shoulder, but it passed when I found myself six feet in the air.

We finally collapsed, laughing, side by side. Emmett rolled onto his side and smile at me.

"So... First fight, huh?" he asked jokingly.

"Yeah, I guess."

"So... Why didn't you tell me when you were mad at me?"

"I just... I thought..." I said quietly, not bringing myself to say the words.

"That I wouldn't like you?" he said softly. He brushed a lock of hair from my face. "Alice, I've liked you as long as I can remember. I've liked you through cooties, puberty, everything. When we were little sitting together in Sunday school, when you were a tiny tomboy and loved mud, when we had 'Growing Up' videos in health. The whole time. That includes your temper. I'm not gonna break up with you over that. I don't intend on breaking up with anyway."

I bit my lip. "I was wondering how long you liked me."

"How long have you liked me?"

"I guess it's been there all along, but I really acknowledged it when we were twelve."

"So..." he said slyly. "First fight, so does that mean we get a make-up kiss?"

I grinned and rolled my eyes, then kissed him.

A knock came from the door and there, smirking, stood Jasper.

"Dinner time," he said simply, then walked away.

A/N: Reviews people, and no, silly boy, I did NOT forget about Leah! (Don't ask.)

~Sidney