(A/N) I definitely do not enjoy this chapter. I don't know why. It just doesn't click. Ugh. :/

WARNING: SMUT. If you do not wish to read the smut, skip the italicized part (not the beginning where it's re-stating the last part of last chapter, but the italics after that). You will want to kill me though… hahahah…

Many Shades Of Black

Ch. 5 (part one):

Chapter In Which Dreams Are Dreamt, Living Arrangements Are Decided Upon, And Alice Is Serenaded.

Song(s):

Sirens – Angels And Airwaves (favorite band ever, so you're aware. ;) )

I was still resisting when he let go, so I flew onto the gritty purple tile floor directly on my right forearm, followed by my forehead soon after. I'm sure Bella, Em, and James (Bella and James had gotten up by now) heard the sickening CRUNCH my bone made as it shattered against the tile, and the THUD of my head colliding. Emmett swooped down, cradling my body in his arms. I was screaming, but I could barely hear it.

The edge of my vision was starting to blur from my tears, and spots in my eyesight started to go black. Going into shock, was that what they called it? I couldn't recall. The last thing I heard before unconsciousness overtook me, was Emmett yelling, "EDWARD! Get my jeep! I'm faster than an ambulance!"

~*~

Sane people would dream of sane things while unconscious.

Me? Sane? Hell no. Which could possibly explain while I had the most erotic dream I'd ever had – of Emmett and I. While unconscious. From falling from his embrace to the floor of his restaurant. See the pattern? Unfortunately, I did.

I was used to Emmett's presence. I shouldn't be. I wanted him gone, forever. Why couldn't he grant me that?

I couldn't open my eyes; it would take too much effort. I felt like lead weights sat on them, just daring me to try to move. So; I sat completely still. I could feel his presence sitting there beside me. And from the utter stillness, I'd bet he'd been sitting there awhile.

Then footsteps, coming into the room. I almost stirred, then remembered the lead weights that were surely pressing on my body.

"Do you think it's time for more medicine already?"
"Yah, she's waking up. I see movement." I could hear his deep voice crack from its lack of use.

The footsteps came right up to my bed, and I heard a sick draining sound, and then the steps (I'm sure they were a nurse's) retreated from the room.

The weights got heavier, and soon I couldn't tell where I was, drifting towards the magic of sleep…

The weights were gone, and I felt amazing. I could open my eyes, and what I saw was perfect. I was at the beach, on a sunny day, not too hot but definitely not chilly. The waves were settling down, keeping a steady shoreline. The perfect-ness even went as deep as there were none of those annoying seagulls to cah-caw and ruin the peace.

I scanned the shore, looking for any imperfections. Instead, I saw the makeshift lifeguard running towards me. I smiled brightly, and noticed his smile reflecting mine. In seconds, he was to me, his strong arms lifting me from the sand. My legs wrapped around his lower torso like we embraced like this regularly, our mouths meeting with the force of planets colliding.

His rough lips moved over mine in a way that made me burn, like an inferno had come alive inside of me. My hands tangled in his curly locks, his tongue asking permission to enter. I gladly obliged, and we fought for dominance. I could feel his twitching member through his red swim shorts, but we would have time for that later. For right now we were just enjoying each other. Kissing like this was as easy as breathing, normal.

Slowly, he laid us down on the warm sand, his warmth hovering over my small body. Our kisses became more urgent, quicker, and full of lust and desire. His swim shorts were tented by this point, and my bikini bottoms were soaked through. He had that instant effect on me.

His large hands made quick work of my skimpy top, throwing it to the sand somewhere near us. Emmett's mouth latched onto one hardened nipple, his tongue swirling around it, sucking gently. I moaned loudly, taking in the delicious tingling building in my lower half. His hand found my other breast, kneading it roughly, before switching.

"Ali, what do you want me to do?"
"I want you in me – now." I was demanding while high on desire.

Emmett smirked for a moment, and grunted, holding himself up on his elbows to keep from crushing me.

Not wanting to wait any longer, I yanked his swim shorts down, revealing his long, think cock. I must've been staring in anticipation, because Emmett quickly shoved my bikini bottoms down my legs, and I kicked them off. We were both completely naked, but we'd already seen each other in passing, it wasn't really anything new.

"Aw, babe, you're so wet for me..." He trailed off, staring with half-lidded eyes at my gleaming pussy. I giggled a little, and reached up to plant a kiss on his beautiful mouth. As our lips met, his hips came forward, and the tip of his dick caressed my cunt. I moaned loudly into his mouth, spurring him on, and he slid hilt-deep into me in one swift motion.

It was like a sundae make with the best ingredients given to you during the best massage of your life, in heaven. Like we were made to be this way forever, joined as one. I quickly adjusted to his size, and wanted, needed more. "Harder, faster!" I encouraged, and he complied, gaining speed with his thrusts.

I could feel the coil building pressure in my lower abdomen, my release approaching.

Suddenly, Emmett stopped moving. I was very flustered, and all he said was, "Time to wake up, honey. Time to wake up…"

As I came back to awareness, I was acutely aware of one fact: my extreme horniness. The dream got me going, and the big oaf now in front of me was to blame. What was with me and these dreams?

"You awake?" Emmett jumped, shaking me roughly.

"Whoa, calm down, turbo." He let go of my bed, but was still jumping. "I've been at this hospital for 8 days, babe. You don't know how long we've waited for you to wake up!"

A red flag jumped in my mind. 8 days?! I did the mental math; it was January 4th when Emmett took me to his restaurant… so it must be January 12th now. Oh my.

"I was unconscious for 8 days?! Why? You couldn't've stayed, you have football, and I have a job, well had a job… I'm sure when I didn't show up for a WEEK they fired me, oh my, where're Bells and Jazzy? They have to be worried sick…-"

"Hon, babe, wifey, calm down. I told coach that you were in here and I was allowed to miss the two games I had this week. I don't need practice anyways," he winked, "Bella and Jasper and James came to the hospital with me, but they didn't have the patience that I did, and went home. I told them I'd call them when we got home. And, I also found the number for LittleAngels publishing office, and called and explained what happened." He was beaming.

Suddenly, before I could ask anything further, a handsome blonde doctor appeared. "Hello, Miss Cullen, I'm Carlisle. You were very lucky your concussion wasn't worse. We would've had to knock you out for longer. Thankfully, my son got you here very quickly," he shot a stern look at Emmett, who shrugged, smiling, "and we could treat you immediately. You have a cast on your right arm; it broke in two places, and suffered a minor concussion. If you have any memory loss, or thinking becomes strenuous, be sure to call us, and we'll see you as soon as possible."

All this rushed in my head, but one thing stuck out. "…son? You don't look old enough to be Emmett's father."

The doctor laughed, running one slender hand through his golden hair. "Yes, my son. My wife, Esme, and I adopted Emmett and Edward in college. I'm 47," another chuckle, "Welcome to the family." He smiled welcomely.

I wasn't sure of the look on my face, but I was sure it was a smile like everyone else in my hospital room. "So, you're not mad about… about our situation?" I couldn't bring myself to say 'our marriage'.

He chuckled. "No, no, of course not. Emmett's crazy about you. Esme and I are actually hoping you'll do good for Emmett. Unlike my other son's fiancée is doing for him…" A scowl graced his features.

"Aw, c'mon Dad. No bashing Rosalie now." Emmett laughed; apparently he wasn't the only one with distaste for her.

"Not to be pushy, but when can I leave?" Carlisle laughed, his countenance lightening. "Actually, you can leave today. If, that is, you're feeling better?"

I nodded vigorously, ready to be home; since my dream left me before I was ready for it to be over, I also needed to 'take care of some things'. "Then I'll help you out of these wires, and we'll be on our way!"

One outfit, two hours, and four needles later, I was in Emmett's jeep on the way to my apartment.

"Um, beautiful, I have a small surprise for you…" Emmett spoke up, looking at me instead of the road.

I glared back. "What kindof surprise?"

We turned the corner, and my apartment building came into view. Along with the moving truck sitting in the parking lot beside it. "Surprise! I told you your apartment was too small."

I felt my face heating up. "Emmett McCarty Cullen! If I did not want to marry you, why on Earth would I want to leave my apartment to live with you?!"

Emmett's smile never faltered. "Well, babe, you really don't have a choice. I thought we were getting along," his puppy-dog pout came to his face, "annnnd, I paid off your apartment. And already went through the motions of finding someone TO fill your apartment. So, unless you want to live in a box on the road, I'm your only option." I hmph-ed. This was a lose-lose situation. I had no apartment anymore. I could move in with Bella, but she had guys over all the time, and I was sure James wouldn't be an exception. While I was thinking through the alternatives, Emmett spoke up again. "By the way, I threw out your vibrator. I figured if you were flustered enough – you talk in your sleep, did you know that? – you'd come to me for some help." And wagged his beautifully sculpted eyebrows at me.

I turned red. "EMMETT! I want my apartment back, I want my life back, but most of all, I want my rabbit back!"

(A/N) Sorry this is taking so long, this is only one half of this chapter! I'll have the next half posted tomorrow, or the day after, and Star Crossed posted soon after! :)