Emmett's POV

I laid back down without another word, hearing that she wanted to get rid of the Volturi with an army. I understand her want to get rid of the Volturi, they were bad leaders. Leaders who voted death over reason, wanting more and more vampires to join the Volturi for war. So there was no reason to not understand why Isabella wanted them dead. There was a need for a new Volturi, badly. Then I started to wonder how she would be able to get vampires to fight against the Volturi. If she was using the nomads and Maria, I doubted anybody would want to go to them. But if Dominic was able to get some vampires, then everything should be good.

Isabella didn't say anything else, since I was shocked. I rolled over onto my stomach and buried my face into a pillow.

"You're not going to cuddle with me?" I heard Isabella tease. That's something she did often. I think she knows that I like her, so she teases me.

I cussed and closed my eyes as she laughed at me. Finally she settled down and laid down. Surprisingly, I was able to fall asleep with this problem on my mind.

In the morning, Isabella was already up, getting dressed. I looked up to see her only wearing a small set of lace underwear and a bra. All black. I smirked and didn't try to move. I watched her walk around the room and pack her bags. We would be staying for a week with my family. Hopefully she wore things like that during the night.

Even though I loved to see her so comfortable around me, I felt like I was invading her privacy. Then again, she did let me stay around when ever she would change or shower.

"Well, this is a nice sight to wake up to." I said.

She turned around and looked at me with a big angry glare at me. I bit my lip, trying to hide my smile.

"Well, too bad it won't be often." She said. I groaned and rolled onto my stomach. "Come on, get up. We have to get to your family before Esme freaks."

I had told many stories to Isabella about my family. She knows Esme as being the mother figure of the house and Carlisle being the father. Edward and Jasper as my brothers and Alice as my sister. Rosalie, being my ex-wife, would most likely turn out to be my sister.

When I thought of Rosalie, I wondered how she would be during these last three years. I'm sure she was just fine. I wonder if she's found anybody...

I was still lying in bed, daydreaming when Isabella hit me with a pillow. "Sorry."

"You need to get up and get dressed, I'm going for you." She said.

"Alright." I said. I slugged out of bed and went to my bedroom to start packing and dress.

About twenty minutes later, I was packing up a Dodge Charger that we were driving all the way down to Astoria, Oregon. It was always cloudy there and close to Washington, so Esme would be close to me. It was about a six hour drive with my driving, maybe even less. Hopefully, Isabella and I wouldn't choke each other out on this drive. Part of me knew we would end up fighting for staying in the car for so long. I mean, it was six in the morning when we left, it was going to be one hell of a drive.

I finally closed the trunk, now that all the bags were in the car. I thought of Isabella being a girly girl when we met. Turns out that wasn't the case. She wasn't like Alice, but she surely did dress like her. Though, she only took things she needed for this trip. She wasn't like Alice who decides to take her entire closet with her. It was ridiculous, that Alice... But you have to love her. Especially Jasper...

Isabella came out of the house and locked the door. I found out, without even asking, that Isabella was a fan of lace. Today, she was wearing an embroidered lace black rose cheongsam with all black pants. Her black heels were lace with a black bow on front. She had on black fingerless gloves, with were lace of course and a red and black rose necklace. Her hair was up in a braided bun with roses in her hair. She was absolutely flawless.

I hadn't notice she was by the car while I was gawking at her. She cleared her throat and I snapped out of my little daydream.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Yes." I said. "Let's go."

We got into the car and started heading towards Oregon. One thing I was good at was direction. I didn't need maps or a gps, I just needed a peace of mind. Rose always pissed me off whenever we were going somewhere and we turned out to be lost. Isabella, on the other hand, would always keep quiet about my sense of direction and let me drive. Hell, even she would want to drive and do exactly what I say whenever we needed to turn. She never questioned me, something that I really liked about her.

Throughout the car ride, Isabella would hum a song or sing, make fun of billboard signs or even people. She hated the style of clothing these days. She said she'd rather die than to walk around practically naked with her 'booty' shorts on. When I thought about it, she didn't seem like that type of girl. She would always dress with some type of properness to her. Like the outfit she was wearing now. It was black and red, lace, pants and heels. It wasn't showy, it was perfect. And she wasn't even trying to be perfect.

"Emmett." Isabella called.

"Hmmm?"

"What are you thinking about?" She asked.

"You and your outfits." I admitted. I hardly ever lied to Isabella. She deserved more than some stupid lie.

"Why?"

"It's nothing really. I just realized you dressed so..."

"Old?"

"No, respectfully. Perfectly..."

She snorted and dropped the conversation. We were about two hours out. I knew once we got to the house, Esme would tackle me down. I wouldn't know if it was out of anger or out of happiness. Either way, she was going to tackle me. I hadn't seen the family for three years, only talk to them over the phone. Esme would ask when I would be visiting, I never gave her a true answer. Finally, Isabella pushed me enough to go see them. She used the 'what if something were to happen to someone and you hadn't seen them in three years' act. I knew she was right about that. Just because we were vampires, didn't mean we couldn't die.

Now, I was on the road going to the house. Part of me felt like something was going to happen when I got there. Maybe it was just my nerves about Isabella going against the Volturi. I knew I would end up joining forces with her. I hated the Volturi, even though I barely see them. I hated the way they treat others and have a big massacre in their throne room for their feeding. It was disgusting. And Isabella would not stop at anything to get them killed. But if the Volturi dies, who would be placed on throne? There has to be someone, we cannot just have vampires going around without some type of rules

I knew we would face that problem if we came to it. Maybe Isabella could be placed on throne. That would change a lot of things in this world.

"Now what are you thinking about?" Isabella asked.

"This Volturi thing." I said. "I'll join forces with you."

"I don't want you to."

I was taken back by that remark. "What? Why?"

"You're too valuable. I don't want you to get killed."

"W-what?"

"It's a suicide mission Emmett." She said. "I'm only getting people that..."

"That are what Isabella? Strong? Gifted?"

"No! That are not emotionally tied to me."

"That makes no sense." I said. "You can't just push off the people that care about you and go head first into this fight. You need everybody. And I mean it. Even if that includes people you love. And if you think for one second that I'm sitting out on that, you're wrong. And not only that, what the hell makes you think I wouldn't follow you? Or try to stop you? And Isabella... you know I'm right. So you shouldn't even try to fight against this."

She sighed and sat back. If it's one thing about Isabella, she always lost a fight against me. I always gave her my honest word and wise suggestions. That and I always hit her with a wall of reality.

I patted her leg and focused on driving. Hopefully we didn't have to turn anywhere, I would've missed it.

Which I did...

Isabella was laughing at me the entire time when I had to turn back around and get onto the correct damned road.

"What the hell ever." I said.

"Oh, don't be upset Emmy." I hated it when someone called me Emmy... It was a huge pet peeve of mine. Just like Edward. He hated it when someone called him Eddie. There were only two reasons why I would call him Eddie. Either I was mad at him or I just wanted to make him mad. Usually, I did it to piss him off.

Two hours later, we finally arrived in Astoria. It was similar to Washington. Cooler, mountains, snow... Same thing. Then again, vampires could only go to so many places. The house, of course, was out of town and very big.

I laughed and stepped out of the car. I was right about Esme. She ran out of the house and tackled me down. I picked her up and hugged her. She could be crying if she wanted to. But she didn't because she knew I would end up feeling bad and possibly stay.

Esme saw Isabella and was a little taken back. I told Carlisle she would be coming, so I hoped he warned everybody.

"Hi, Isabella. I wasn't expecting to see you again." Esme said.

"Ah, well... he insisted I come." She said. "Take a small vacation away from the house. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh no, of course not. You're welcome here anytime." She said. "Emmett get the bags. You'll know which room is yours."

Esme took Isabella's arm and lead her to the house. Hopefully, everything would be alright this weekend. I didn't want any problems that involved Isabella. My main concern was Isabella and Alice. I didn't know Alice's reaction with Isabella, so I had to keep an eye out for them.

I walked into the house and I could hear Isabella talking to Esme and Carlisle about me. I walked upstairs to my bedroom, which was easy to find because my name was on the door. There was a king bed inside, pretty much everything you needed for a bedroom.

I set the bags on the floor and walked downstairs. Alice was the first to hug me, followed by Jasper, then Edward and Rosalie. Finally Carlisle. He whispered in my ear that Isabella was a very sweet girl. I nodded, knowing that it was true. She was a sweet girl... when she wanted to be.

Rosalie was complimenting Isabella's outfit. Alice was nodding, but she didn't say a word. I wondered if she disliked Isabella because of their past together. I would have to sit the four of us down and talk about it.

"Thanks." Isabella said, giving a small smile. Isabella knows about Alice and her love for fashion, yet she didn't say anything about Isabella's outfit. I knew Isabella knew that, that's why she was quiet.

Isabella sat down next to me after giving Jasper a small wave and a small smile. Isabella curled up into a small ball and leaned against my arm. Esme raised her eye brow at me and looked between Isabella and I.

"What? No." I said. "Just friends."

"Oh." Esme said.

Isabella laughed because she knew how much I wanted to be with her. Edward gave me small smile and little boost of encouragement. Surprisingly, followed by Jasper.

"So, Isabella. Are you and Emmett planning to get together?" Esme bluntly asked.

"Esme!" I said, shocked.

"What?" She asked. "Rosalie started dating, why can't you?" Esme threw her hand over her mouth.

I looked at Rosalie, a little upset that she didn't tell me herself. Even though we weren't together, I at least wanted to see her happy and tell me about it.

"Well, that's good. I'm not upset about it. Calm down." I said.

"She wanted to tell you, I kind of ruined that." Esme said. "Sorry."

"It's fine Esme."

"Who are you dating?" I asked Rosalie. "Tell me about him."

"Uhh... uh... He's a nice guy. He loves playing music. Piano... actually."

"Ha, he and Eddie would have a blast." I said. Edward glared at me, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Yeah." Rosalie said. "He has brown hair... he's a vampire. He's nice..."

Isabella started to laugh, trying to hide it, which wasn't working.

"What's so funny?" I asked her.

She shook her head and looked down. "Oh Emmett."

I looked at my family. They all had amused faces. I looked at Rosalie with my eyes narrowed. Then it hit me. Edward...

"Run." I told Edward in my thoughts. I have him a second start before I started chasing after him.

Edward was quick, of course. But this time I pushed harder and was able to tackle him down before we left the backyard. Everyone was in the backyard, thinking that I was going to kill Edward. Really I wasn't, I was just going to tell him something while pinning him down.

"Look, I'm sorry." He said.

I started laughing seeing that he was scared. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you. You don't I would do that?"

He visibly relaxed, but I hadn't moved from my spot. "Can you let go of me now?"

"Yeah." I said. I helped him up and watched him. "Just take care of her." He nodded. "Or I'll kill you."

"Alright." He said, smiling. "And you need to take care of Isabella. Well, that is if you can actually date her for once."

"Alright... now I'm kicking your ass."

Isabella was on the porch laughing at me and Rosalie broke out a small smile. Alice had a little bit of enthusiasm in her eyes, but not much. Edward probably knew how much I wanted Isabella, yet she wouldn't go to me. She would always tease me about it. Ugh, I felt like a love sick puppy crawling on all fours following Isabella.

She was beautiful, no matter how much see said she wasn't. She was nice, fun, sexy. We both had similar personalities, but she was able to get serious really quick. She was everything to me, but it seemed like she didn't know it.

We went back inside the house and went upstairs to change my shirt. While I was up there, I heard Esme talking to Isabella.

"I see that Emmett adores you Isabella." Esme said.

"Yeah. He does, very much." She answered.

"How come you don't return it?" she asked.

She sighed. "I... I would love to, really. But... uh... I'm... I'm not right for him. Not me. There's someone else out there and it's not me."

"Why?"

"I just..."

"You're scared." Jasper said. "You think he won't love you."

It became quiet down there. She thought I wouldn't love her. Not even thinking about all the times I've complimented her, or stayed with her. She was putting her past before the present.

It hurt me that she didn't believe in herself. It hurt that she didn't want to see what was right in front of her. And I was right in front of her. I know I'm not perfect, no one is. It's something that Isabella wanted. She thought she had to be perfect for me to fall in love with her.

I finally walked downstairs while the room was still silent. Isabella didn't look at me, she just turned her head away from me.

"Uhh, who wants to go hunting with me?"

"I'll go." Jasper said.

"Me too." Edward said.

"I'll go also." Carlisle said.

I already started running before they stood up. I ran out into the forest then stopped and tore down a tree from my anger. She always did this. No matter how many times I've told her she was flawless, she always pushed it away. I punched another tree, knocking it down.

"Dammit." I said. The others finally came to where I was. "She always does that. She always punishes herself for what happened. Yet I always tell her that everything is alright, that she's been forgiven, but no, she doesn't listen. That's what's blocking her to get to me. It pisses me off." The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say. "It hurts..."

I ran off again and hunted some deer and an elk. I was sitting there, fuming in my own anger. I didn't know how long I sat there, but I heard a small voice speak behind me.

"Emmett?"

"Isabella, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"The girls yelled at me... especially Alice. Then the guys came home an hour later and told me what you said. Then the girls screamed at me again, Rosalie about took my head off. Alice called me an selfish bitch who didn't know how to look in a mirror and deserves to have her arms ripped off..." She walked over to me and sat down on a rock that I was sitting on. "I'm sorry Em. Really, I am. But... I just don't want to hurt you in the long run."

"Isabella, you're hurting me now." I said. "You know that I want to be with you. You know that... You tease me, change in front of me... You're leading me on, if you ask. And you don't realize you do."

"I don't..."

"Don't what?" I said. "Want to be with me? Afraid to even like me? What Isabella?"

"Emmett, I don't mean it like that." She said. "I'm sorry. And you're right. I am leading you on. Emmett, I try to change, I just can't."

"No. You're either afraid to try or you think you're going to get hurt in the end. Isabella, I'm here for you. All the way."

"Emmett..." She started to protest.

"Isabella, I love you." I said.

I didn't let her say anything by laying my head in her lap. I was on my knees in front of her, hiding my face. She ran her fingers through my hair. She stayed like that for at least twenty minutes before I said we needed to head back to the house. She nodded, took my hand (surprisingly), and we ran back to the house. It was about nine, so we weren't going to bed yet.

We sat down as a family, forgetting about what happened and watched a movie. I couldn't really focus on it, since Isabella would pat my leg, trace her fingers on my arm, and hold my hand. Hopefully this wasn't leading to nothing. I knew it was a possibility, but she wasn't that cruel.

When the movie ended, we said our good nights and headed towards the bedroom. Since Esme didn't know Isabella would be coming, she didn't make a guest room. But she wasn't going to anymore, since she sensed something between us. So we were sharing a room. Mentally, I thanked Esme for that little misunderstanding.

I quickly changed into some sweats and laid down. Isabella locked herself in the bathroom. She's been in there for twenty minutes now.

I was just about to fall asleep when she came out. Her hair was down, she was wearing an all black silk nightgown. She didn't have any makeup on her face or her scars and tattoo. Yet she was still perfect. I sleepily sat up and looked at her. I didn't say anything while she walked over to me and sat on my lap.

"I know this is late for me to do." She said. "But I hope you can forgive me."

She pressed her lips against mine, something that I didn't try to stop her at. After a while, we pulled away.

"Oh yeah." I said. "I forgive you."

I think I may have pissed off Edward and Jasper. But it was the best night I had in my entire existence. Hell, there was even a new need for a bed that Esme would be upset about.

In the morning, Isabella was sprawled out across my chest. I smiled, remembering last night. She finally let me accept her. Isabella mumbled my name in her sleep then jerked awake.

"You alright?" I asked.

She lifted her head up, looking around. "Just a nightmare. But other than that, I say I'm more than alright."

We chuckled and sat up. "Good."

We started to kiss before the door bursted through the room. It was Alice, but she seemed pissed. Isabella wrapped herself in the sheets, as I did. But Alice grabbed Isabella by her throat and slammed her against the wall.

"What the hell is your problem?!" Alice screamed. The entire family ran in at this point. Jasper was standing behind Alice, looking confused, and I was in the middle of throwing on my sweats.

There was about to be a serious girl fight in the middle of house.

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