Rose woke up with a hell of a headache. It was always the same with cold medicine but God, it made her sleep. She vaguely remembered Emmett coming to see her, but she was glad he left. His mere presence made her feel dirty.

After a relaxing shower and two cups of coffee, she felt ready to face the day. The first stop was the lawyer's office.

The same young blond man of the other day was sitting at the reception desk and offered her a coffee while she waited which Rose accepted. She was still drowsy and she knew she had to be completely awake to deal with the lawyers.

Soon enough, Victoria opened the door of her office, a couple of men coming out and thanking her for her help. She turned around and smiled when she noticed Rose.

"Give me a second Mrs. McCarty. I'll be with you in a moment."

Rose saw the easiness which Victoria displayed, setting a date with the men, getting the young receptionist to get copies of a file and letting the men know, he would deliver the copies by lunch.

"Ok, Mrs. McCarty, come in."

Rose started to feel jittering as the moment to share the video was coming closer. Bella told her she filmed five more minutes than what Rose witnessed, and she was scared to see what she got in those five minutes.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm, I'm feeling fine. It's just..."

"Yeah, getting that video was hard. I know." Victoria gave her a sympathetic smile. "Maybe that cemented your resolution."

"Oh, that certainly did. I was completely sure, but after watching... I'm sure to follow with this."

Rose gave a flash memory to Victoria, who took it immediately to her computer.

"Before I watch this, I want to ask you, is there something you don't want me to see? I can stop the video, or not use it if you don't want it."

"No. Go ahead. I couldn't stay watching, so one friend filmed the rest. But what I watched was enough to prove his infidelity."

"Then why don't we start showing you the plan we designed? It will keep your mind from the video."

"Sure, why not?"

xxx

"Well, now that we can prove his infidelity, we have to focus on the monetary side. I'm so glad to see your name is on the deed of the house, it saves us a lot of time. You told me you feared he would throw you out of your house, believe me, he can't. Though you are within your right to ask him to leave. It's fair. Now about the construction company, though it is completely in his name, you had fronted the money for many projects through the years. We found interesting that as soon as you got a promotion, therefore, an increment in your salary, he ventured in bigger projects. He depended on your money as a back-up. This kind of made you half-owner and we can settle this in court easily. So we're thinking that installing cameras could be beneficial, to watch any wrongdoings. We found that he withdrew more money than what he used for said projects. Do you have an idea why he did it? More women? Could he be having gambling problems or..."

"No, I'm sure it was for his mother," Rose said, shaking her head. That damn woman will be finally out of her life.

Suddenly, Rosalie felt overwhelmed as bits and pieces of Victoria's plan of action felt like they were too much. "Get him to sign over his share of the business..." Whoa! "maybe a post-nuptial agreement..." That one doesn't seem too bad, "... in the case of divorce, if anyone has been unfaithful they forfeit all assets..." that wouldn't work unless he believed she cheated on him too, "... he can't contest it at all."

Rose offered to think about it; she found the plan really expensive and parts of it seemed to mesh with her plans to surprise Emmett with the divorce papers, but it also would give him a good lesson. She really had to think about it.

"If you think it's too much, just think what is what you really want to get out of the divorce apart from separate you from your husband. Think what you really want to concede and you can't or won't let him have. That would be great for negotiations."

xxx

Esme walks around her home, picking up the trash inside every room. Despite being well off, Esme prided herself in keeping her house clean. She was very specific on the way someone must clean a house, so much that even her own kids were annoyed. But Carlisle was as picky as her, so it wasn't a problem. Bree would have been helping, but Esme was giving her a chance for the day as she still was under the weather and suffering from morning sickness.

When Esme passed in front of a window, she looked out and smiled. Things with Carlisle were so much better now.

"Ok, what's going on?" Bree asked her. She was sitting on the couch watching mindless TV morning shows.

"Uh?"

"Every time you pass in front of a window, you sigh and get that wistful smile. So, what's going on?" Bree demanded. Seeing that her mother was still speechless, Bree got up and walked to stand by her mother's side. She looked through the window and noticed that the thing Esme watched with so much intensity was the car. The car where Esme and Carlisle got an impromptu ride a few days ago...

"Mo-om! You didn't?" Bree turned around and found Esme blushing. "You and Dad are exhibitionists! You couldn't wait to christen that car. Probably that's one of the reasons why Dad bought it."

Esme nodded and sighed again. Was it wrong that she cherished those moments with her loving husband?

"I really, really, really hope you cleaned it thoroughly. You know, Joham drove it to the grocery store this very morning." Bree smiled. "You're so lucky Felix is at college, he would cry if he knew. He still thinks you and Dad only did it two times to conceive us. Maybe if I give him a hint of what the car may or may not witnessed..."

xxx

Alice came home to find Cynthia chasing Peter.

"What's going on?"

Peter burst out laughing and sings

"Cynthia and Martin sitting on a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g" Peter sang merrily.

"No, he isn't my boyfriend!" Cyn was fast to push Peter to make him shut up.

Alice just stood with her mouth forming an O. Luckily Jasper was closer and sent Peter to throw the trash from the bedrooms.

"Cynthia just found an admirer," Jasper said wiggling his brows, but Cynthia huffed.

"Not you too, Dad! Besides, I don' like him. He just came up last week and started to say he was my boyfriend. It was so embarrassing!"

"Hey, you didn't mention that! Is he stalking you?" Jasper asked concerned.

"No, well, I think he just does it to annoy me."

"Yet, I found him at our porch leaving a stuffed bear," Jasper added lifting the aforementioned toy.

"And you made a point of show him your plastic taser gun." Cynthia giggled.

"Really?" Alice asked, still digesting the news. That taser gun was part of last Halloween's costumes.

"Cyn made a face of disgust when she saw him," Jasper said, shrugging his shoulders.

"And he believed it was real?"

"Sure. The blue light still works. He almost peed his pants."Jasper was giggling just like Cynthia.

"Yeah, let's see what he does tomorrow at school. Hey, did you call your mother? She sent me a text."

"Yeah, uncle Roscow still doesn't remember her. She wants us to pray for him as she feels he won't last 'til next month. She had one of those dreams where he was happy and frolicking with his parents so now she's sure he will pass away soon."

Cynthia came and hugged Jasper. "Well, it doesn't hurt to pray. I really hope he doesn't suffer."

xxx

Edward came home early, he couldn't bear that damn headache. Sadly, he was notified on his way home that the plaintiff attorney demanded a tour of the facilities where the 'damaged' product was manufactured. So wrong for a few cat toys with loose screws. Sadly, that was the main source for class action lawsuits... two or three damaged products that caused mass hysteria between the sixteen costumers of the gaudy cat's castle. Clearly, at first look, not the case which would raise him from the rest of the cast of lawyers; but by mere insanity, this case turned out to become the class action of the year. Who would have thought that the less known branch of Volturi & Carson would become the most demanding?

Bella checked on him, and she didn't think it was a migraine. As a matter of fact, she believed what Edward needed was a new set of glasses. But to convince him to get his eyes tested will be a pain in the ass. Edward hated to use glasses.

So after a quiet dinner, they settled on the bed. Edward's head laid on Bella's lap as she massaged his temple.

"And I need to call them to make sure those arrangements are done." Edward pouted. The last thing he wanted was to go away.

"Why don't you send someone else? What if Jacob goes?"

"That's my intention, but apparently my presence is required. I have an idea, I'll call them and you help me to determine their mood with the news."

"Let me guess, Jessica and Jacob will whine, Tanya will find something to tease you..."

"No, I really want you to get a read on Jacob. Let's see what he really thinks of this chance to prove himself."

Edward was fast to call his office, with Jessica answering at the second ring.

"Good afternoon, Edward. How are you feeling?"

"A bit better. Could you please put us on the speaker, this is something I want all of you to hear."

"Sure." They heard how Jessica called the others and soon they all greeted Edward.

"As I mentioned earlier in the morning, a couple of us will have to travel for a few days to supervise the visit of the Emerson team to the factory." His words were met with silence.

"I think this will be a good chance for you, Jacob, to get your negotiation skills to work. What do you think? We leave in a week, from Thursday to Sunday."

Jacob was speechless, so Edward continued. "Jessica, I want you to book our plane tickets and the hotel room. You know how to access the expenses account."

"Sure. Do you want e to help with anything else? I can also arrange for a rental car."

"So, do you all agree? Will you manage without us for a few days?"

"Are you kidding me? to not see your ugly mug for a few days? I call it heaven." Tanya joked, making Bella get that smug smile knowing she was right.

"Thanks, Edward. I'll show you what a great asset I'm for the team." Jacob muttered though he didn't sound sincere.

Fifteen minutes later, after really thinking about what she heard, Bella finally gave her opinion.

"You're right. For me, it sounds like he's not happy with the chance. I mean, I don't think he's supposed to be eternally grateful, but maybe showing enthusiasm or giving ideas. And Jessica was utterly compliant, that isn't her style."

"Maybe she's on that time of the month?" Edward said and Bella threw him a pillow.

Hi!

I'd like to thank lovely frostedglaze for her devious plan to rip Emmett from everything legally, though I'm sure I butchered it when I wrote it on the story. So, what do you think?