We walk out of the movie theater holding hands. We had caught a Bruce Lee revival where they showed Enter the Dragon. I swear there were moments that I thought Em was going to get up and do some wack ass karate imitation down the aisle. Then again seeing some of the other people who were watching with us, I'm pretty sure they would have jumped up and joined him. We walk back to our hotel not saying anything.

We enter the lobby heading straight to the elevator. I catch the chick behind the counter mumble that she would be willing to fuck us both. Em just looks at me out of the corner of his eye, mischief paying upon his utterly beautiful face. I give a quick shake of my head. He just laughs, mumbling, "Spoilsport."

We step off the elevator heading to our room. He takes my hand leading me straight to the bedroom. Oh hell no. He isn't getting punnany until he explains that Rose bombshell. He opens the door and I gasp when I see the petals upon the bed. They're not red or even roses. That would have been too cliché of him. They're black almost to the point of being purple. I think they're lilies but am not sure.

He clarifies as he sort of ushers me into the room, "They're Lily Asiatic Landini petals." I just nod. The dark rich color against the stark white of the bed makes me smile. He wraps his arms around my waist. I seem to have become immune to his frigid body temp. He starts to nibble on my neck but I push my body away from his. I make my way to the bed and sit. When I finally manage to pick my eyes off the ground to meet his, I see the resignation in them. "We're to talk about it aren't we?"

I just stare at him, "Well motherfucking duh! I mean you just drop that bomb on me, finger me in a restaurant and think a little Bruce is going to make me forget it?"

His eyes are blazing when he looks at me. Almost as black as the petals on the bed that I toy with. "Have you maybe thought that it hurts to talk about? That maybe I don't want to discuss it?"

I stand matching his fire with my own. "Well then why did you say anything? Why not just keep quiet? Because you need to talk to someone about it. Because you have to get it off your chest before it kills you." I walk over to him and throw my arms around his neck peppering his face with sweet kisses before pulling back. "Emmett, let me be that someone for you. Just like you asked me to accept you spoiling me."

He just stares at me until I feel uncomfortable. Until I feel unsure. I let my arms fall to my side and start to move past him. His hand snaps out so quick I don't even see it as he grasps my wrist. I don't look at him. Then he says my name and the heartbreak in it breaks my resolve. "Leah..."

I turn to him. I find my voice amid all this whatever it is. "Emmett, either you let me be that somebody for you or I leave. No hard feelings. I'll al...hmph..." He doesn't let me finish. He drags my body to his to crash his mouth against mine, The kiss is desperation embodied.

We finally break apart when the need to breathe is impossible to ignore. He presses his cold forehead against my hot one. His voice is soft, "Before the newborn fight? You know when Bella finally chose Jake?" I mumble a yes. "Well that's when Rose started acting different. I mean if you didn't know her like I did, you wouldn't have been able to tell. No one in the family could. She was still a bitch to everyone. So one night after Edward had a particularly difficult day, she flipped on him. Screamed at him about his utter bullshit. Carried on that he never wanted her to stay human or have a real life. Because if he did mean all that, if he really did love her as he said he did, then he wouldn't be acting as he was. I was blown away. The whole family was and no amount of Jasper calming was helping. Edward just looked at her. The house was silent for what felt like hours but was no more than a few minutes. He finally spoke and expressed regret. He thanked Rose for telling him what he needed to hear instead of pacifying him like everyone had been doing. I swear it was as if she flipped a switch in him. I mean he was still hurt and missing Bella like crazy but there was a new lightness to him as well. He started hunting again. Joking, well if you wanna call it that, with me. What Rose said was the truth. Edward never wanted our life for her."

He stops speaking for a moment. I take the opportunity to pull him to the bed so he can finish. I take off his shoes and smile when he strokes my cheek. I climb into bed with him, laying my head on his stomach as he sits against the headboard. I know he'll continue when he's ready. I won't push.

After what seems like forever, his voice fills the room. "Well she got a little better but I could still tell there was something off with her. Then the fucking newborns came and we had to get our game faces on. Prepare for battle and all that bullshit. I was itching for a fight. Riled up. I mean game the fuck on. Then as we know the fuckers were getting closer, she grabs me and pulls me away. Just far enough so no one can hear us."

I sit up a bit, turning my neck to look at him. "I remember that. Though you two were off for a quickie when all hell was about to break loose."

He smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes. "I thought that too but it became quite apparent that wasn't the deal. She tells me that she isn't going to come out of this. At first, I thought she wasn't sure of her game but she had this look in her eye..." His voice trails off for a minute. "She tells me loves me, that she'll always love me and she has never questioned my love for her. I'm kind of freaking because I don't get what she's talking about. Then she's my Rose and tells me to man the fuck up because there isn't any time for my bullshit. She tells me that our time together had been magical but she's never been truly, truly happy. That seeing Bella get it right and choose Jake made her imagine their little were-babies. And the generations that would surely follow. But she tells me that what she has finally decided on is the first time she's ever been truly happy; truly at peace. I was hurt, pissed and all types of confused. We argued for a bit but she grabbed my hands and put them on her face. Told me to look at her, really look at her. I did and I saw it then. There was always a lingering sadness in my Rose."

I say nothing. I wouldn't know but he would so I take him at his word. What he tells me next blows me away.

"She was engaged to this dickhead Royce. Some high-class fuck. Well one night he runs into her along with his boys. They were all drunk and they gang raped her. Left her in some filthy alley, bruised and nearly dead. Carlisle came upon her and changed her. He had hoped she would mate with Edward but we know that's not how it went down. Well, Rose got her revenge on Royce and his boys but...she was never truly happy. She told me time and time again that I was the closest to heaven she would ever get. That day of the battle? When she told me that she was basically committing suicide by vamp? I have never seen the look of total peace in her eyes." He gets quiet but continues, ready to purge this from his heart. "I ask when she decided to go through with it and she lets me know it's been in her head since Bella and Jake got together. She managed to hide it from Edward with thoughts of puppies and from Alice because she never really made a firm choice. Plus, Alice was mourning the loss of her Barbie doll. That when we were all in the clearing, she knew it was going to be her only chance. Edward was off protecting Bella with Jake further north. Your pack muddled Alice's visions. I was at a loss for words. But I knew I couldn't deny her what she wanted. We kissed one last time. She grabbed my face after and told me to be happy. To go on with my life and find the love I truly deserve. To find someone who would appreciate me and my big heart and give me theirs in return. Fully. Not like she hadn't been able to."

We sit in silence for quite some time. I just run my hands along whatever piece of his body my hands can reach. His hands play with my hair. I feel my heart racing as what he just told me fully seeps into my brain. Wow. Rosalie was truly one of the strongest women I've ever known and I find out too late. Life just sucks sometimes. And instead of just dying she made it count. She saved Seth and for that, I will always admire her. Respect her.

EPOV - - -

We just sit there, drawing tranquility from one another. I can't believe how much less I hurt now. How the weight that has been crushing my chest, is lighter. When Leah offered to just walk away, the panic that bubbled in my chest shocked me. I couldn't let her go. So I let her be that person. But what the hell does that mean now? I thought this was going to be some hot monkey sex one night stand but the thought of going back to Forks and just letting her go makes my chest constrict once again.

I should say something. Thank her for listening. Thank her for staying. I try to speak but my voice comes out all hoarse. I clear my throat and attempt it one more time, "Thanks Leah. Thanks...for everything."

She rises off my lap and stares at me. I can't read what's in her eyes. She's such a fucking enigma sometimes. So hot and cold. How she doesn't naturally combust is beyond me. Then a softness appears in them that has me losing my breath. Well, if I had any breath to lose.

She gingerly touches my cheek. Her heat soothing my frozen skin. She straddles my body and presses her lips to mine. It's not a passionate kiss but feels like a promise of sorts. I wrap my arms around her body bringing her even closer to me. She pulls away and I curse her need for breathing.

She licks her lips before uttering, "I could be that person Emmett." My mouth falls open and she starts stumbling over her own words, "I mean...I know we really don't...and yeah, you're a vamp...leech...and I'm a wolf and...this is going to totally mess up everything back on the res..." Her voice trails off as she looks down. When she picks her head back up, there's a fierce intensity in her eyes. "But none of that matters. These past few hours with you have been the most relaxed, well when I let myself relax, happiest and insane of my life. I like who I am when I'm with you. I don't feel like a freak or broken...so yeah. I have a heart and yeah, it's all kinds of fucked up but...I wanna be that person Em."

I can't speak. I can't say a word. I don't know what to say. Her words resonate through me. Because these past few hours have been the exact same thing for me. It's the first time I've felt peace in weeks. It's the first time I felt the urge to continue on. I move to answer her but she brings a finger to my lips silencing me.

"You don't have to answer me Emmett. I just wanted to let you know." She rises off of me and it sends me in a panic. I am immediately in front of her, grasping her arms. She seems confused then realization dawns. "Oh Papa Bear, I'm not leaving." A sultry looks play upon her gorgeous features. "I'm just going to slip into something a little less...well just a little less."

I release her. She walks over to where the pink shopping bag is. I can't help but smile. I call out her name. She turns around and I finally find my voice, "I...I think I would like to try Leah." The smile that blossoms on her face nearly has me forgetting my thoughts. "Um, yeah, I know I would." With that she winks and makes her way to the bathroom.

I sit on the bed, clasping my hands together. I speak low towards the ceiling, "Thanks Rose. Thanks for loving me enough to know best for both of us. Thanks for being right. Just…thanks."