Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I am not Stephenie Meyer. So, I don't own those gorgeous Cullen boys or the fabulous Rosalie and Alice nor the ever falling Bella.

So here we are again and I say WE because it's still me (bemylullaby) and katiemcullen. She's still in charge right now. Well at least for one more chapter. Then I'm shipping her back to the editing desk to edit. Yep…that editing desk. Which is what I love. I'm such a behind the scenes person.

But as sad as it'll be to see her go away from the role of "writer" the two of us do have something up our sleeves…something boiling in our brains. Keep your eye out for it. It could be awhile before it gets posted…just keep an eye out. Yes...something up our clear sleeves. Hahaha. We're smart. I think you should check out her profile after this. Hahaha

We'll shut up. I know you guys are probably tired of our mindless ramblings. I promise…this will be the end of it. Katie's going back to the editing desk remember?

Last time on Nine Months in the Making

*cue cheesy soap opera music*

There was a knock at the door.

"Miss Hale, are you ready?" she asked.

"Yes!" I said as I rushed over to the door.

I lightly turned the knob as I pushed the door open. The chapel was decorated with roses and calla lilies. I drew in a shaky breath as I stepped inside the chapel.

"Here is your bouquet, Miss Hale."

I gasped. On the bouquet was a note. I had completely forgotten about my bouquet.

Emmett...I thought.

Rosalie,

You're probably stunning, and just about ready to walk down the aisle. I just want you to know, that I love you with every part of me. I cannot wait to see you appear at the end of the aisle and walk down to marry me. Gosh, Rose, I can't believe you picked me. If anything, you're too good for me. I love you.

Emmett.

P.S. I'm pretty sure you forgot all about the bouquet.

It was written in his writing. It made me so relaxed. I felt my pulse slow as I looked at the red roses tied together in my hand. There were little stephanotises scattered throughout the bouquet, contrasting the red.

I took another desperately needed, deep breath.

I slowly took the bouquet in my hands. He would remember that.

"Another thing for you Miss Hale…" she added, holding a black velvet box out to me.

I handed her my bouquet as I took the box in my hands.

I slowly lifted the lid. My breath caught in my throat. The sparkling diamond necklace was beautiful. I felt the tears flow out from my eyes. It had a princess cut to it, and had a beautiful, sparkling diamond at the middle. There were flowers and leaves sparkling with diamonds lacing around the necklace. It was stunning.

"Emmett…" I choked out.

His gift just made me want to run down the aisle and get this wedding over with.

I saw another little note written in there.

Rosalie,

You didn't think I'd let you just walk down the aisle without something around your neck, did you? There's a story behind this too. I'll tell you all about it, when we're husband and wife.

Love,

Emmett.

"Do you want me to put it on?" Nikki asked.

I nodded as she clasped it around my neck.

I felt whole, I felt complete. I was ready.

"You ready, Miss Hale?" she asked.

"Something old, something new, something borrowed…crap!" I cried. "I don't have something borrowed!"

"Here you go…" Nikki said as she handed me a little handkerchief.

It was stitched and very silky. There was a fringe of lace around the outer edge. I

"You'll need it." she murmured. "Go ahead." she encouraged.

I nodded. I took one deep breath.

Here goes nothing.

I heard the wedding march play. I set off to the beginning of the aisle. I turned his way.

And that's when I saw him. My soulmate, my other half, my best friend. His eyes sparked and I saw him wipe his eye. I couldn't help but let the most goofy and giggly smile stamp across my face.

He stood triumphantly at the end of the aisle and I walked up to him.

After becoming face to face, and completely losing myself in Emmett's eyes. The minister began.

"Dearly beloved…"

And that's when I lost it.

Tears started streaming down my cheeks.

I gazed at Emmett's face until my heart was content. He was positively glowing. I saw his smile widen when it came time for his vows.

"Rosalie," he began. "you are my favorite person in the entire world. Everything about you, I love. We both have gaps, you've got yours and I've got mine but, we each fill them. We mesh together like it's no problem for us, and we always have. You're my best friend. I still go back to that day in high school when you got into that fight. Since the first second we decided to start our rather, demanding relationship my life has only gotten better. I think back to every amazing experience I've had, and they have all included you. You've always been there for me, and I want you to know that I love you, and no matter what life throws at us, I'll be there for you."

He sighed, taking a deep breath and continued.

"I really didn't know what love was, but you came and changed me. You brought me down to earth, Rosalie, even though I feel like I'm in heaven. I'll go through hell with you, Rosalie, but hell's not so bad if you get to keep an angel with you. You're my angel, and I love you more than anything."

I hadn't even realized our hands were joined. His strong, protective hands were holding my weak ones tightly. In that moment, the entire world was right. His warm touch could manipulate me. It could make me calm.

"Emmett," I started. "You're my rock, my protector and probably the one person I tell everything to. You know when something's wrong, and when everything's okay. We've always been drawn to each other, and our love has grown and evolved into something so perfect but we have such a past together. Not many people can say they've known their husband since high school, who they met on their worst day ever. But because of you, you made my day amazing."

I tried to hold back the tears that cascading down my cheeks.

Deep breaths Rosalie, deep breaths.

"Your kindness and warmness invited me in. I'm looking forward to spending every single day with you. You're the reason I wake up each morning, you keep me going. You have made me who I am today, you're my other half. You're my best friend and you understand me. I love you, Emmett."

"May I have the rings?" the minister asked.

I looked up to man standing in front of us, I almost forgot he was there.

To me, it was only Emmett and I standing in the room. It was our time. Emmett was all I ever needed, all I ever wanted. If we had figured it out sooner, we would have. I think we were led down the paths of turmoil to make us stronger, and to make our reward seem like heaven.

After the exchange of rings, I looked up at Emmett.

"We did it!" I giggled.

"I now pronounce to you Mr. and Mrs. Emmett McCarty. You may now kiss the bride." the minister closed.

Emmett took me in his arms and pressed his lips softly and passionately to mine. My insides took fire. He leaned his forehead against mine.

"I love you, Rosalie McCarty." he murmured.

"I love you too, Emmett McCarty."

We set off down the aisle and about halfway down the aisle, I turned to him.

"I have something to tell you." I laughed.

"Do tell…"

"I'm not really sure how to say it so here it goes…Emmett, I-well-we're going to have a baby!"

I searched his face for an emotion of sorts. Instead I saw him falling backwards and his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Emmett!" I called.

Emmett fainted. He fainted. Wonderful.

Shit. I knew this was a bad idea.

I rushed to his side.

"Emmett?! Say something! Do you remember anything?" I asked him.

His eyes began to peek open, he was coming around. He smiled.

"You're pregnant?" he asked. His eyes were still slightly glazed over.

I nodded. "Yes." I said. "Are you alright with all this?" I asked.

"Hell, yes!" he exclaimed. "Rosalie, when I said we'll tackle everything. I meant everything. I'm so excited!" he beamed.

I helped him to his feet. He swayed a little, but this big smile stayed on his face.

I looked down the aisle, relieved. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I had nothing to hide.

He held my hand and we triumphantly walked down the aisle. At the end, he turned to face me.

I felt another round of tears come on as he wrapped me in his arms.

"I think we should name it Emmett, girl or boy."

I grimaced. "Really, Em?"

"Are you sure you're like…pregnant?"

"Yes, Emmett. I'm definitely pregnant. I went to the doctor's..."

"Without me?!" he cried.

"Yes…"

"Why?"

"Well…because I wanted to know for sure before I told you. I didn't want it to be…"

"Oh, alright. What did I miss?"

"A blood test." I said, rolling my eyes.

"How long have you known, Rosie?" he asked softly.

"Maybe, two weeks…a little before Christmas, I was going to tell you sooner. I swear! I just couldn't find the right time and I wanted to tell you on Christmas but you beat me to the punch with the proposal. Which worked out okay, but still I didn't want to wait—" I explained frantically, before a tear rolled down my cheek.

"It's okay…" he murmured. "Don't cry…" he said, his thumbs caressing my cheeks, wiping away my tears. "I just wanted to know."

I nodded and attempted to gain control of my emotions.

"How far along—"

"Six weeks."

He pondered for a second, counting quickly on his fingers. He smirked.

"Was that the night…" his voice trailed off. "…with the cowgirl…and those boots?" he chuckled, his eyes burning into mine.

I smirked, thinking back to the amazing events of that night.

Possibly.

It involved two cowboy hats being thrown into the air, and then some more...fun.

"I believe it was…" I said, lowly.

"What do you say we get out of here, Mrs. McCarty?"

"Sounds lovely, Mr. McCarty." I giggled.

As we walked into the lobby he leaned into my ear.

"Had any cravings?" he asked, and kissed my cheek.

"You don't even want to know…"

"When are we going toy shopping? I need to figure out what baseball glove to get the kid."

I looked at him incredulously. "Emmett, what if it's a girl?"

"It will be a pink baseball glove."

Of course.

I rolled my eyes. "It's probably the size of a sesame seed, and you're worried about what baseball glove to get it? Slow down."

"I'm ready for it, Rosalie. We'll be great parents."

I smiled at that. "We will."

And for the first time that day, I felt like my future looked bright. I'm sure it would be an interesting juggling act between the baby, work, and Emmett of course. Although the road ahead looked bumpy, we were in this together. I had never even given kids a thought until now. It was beginning to feel like everything was falling into place. Even though my life was setting up so differently than I had imagined, I was beyond thrilled.

"How 'bout them cowgirls boys ain't they somthin'? Sure are some proud girls and you can't tell 'em nothin'. And I tell you right now girls may just be seven wonders of this big, old round world…But how 'bout them cowgirls?"

:D

How bout it Emmett? How bout them cowgirls? *snickers* That's my jam! It's one of my new faves. Oh and the iPod won't be leaking battery acid anymore! Getting a snappy new one! Don't get me wrong I love George Strait…I love this song. I couldn't help myself…I just had to name this chapter after that song. Appropriate I think.

Hope you guys enjoyed the New Years chapter. If you haven't read it, the I suggest you get to steppin' and read it…now!

So with that said. Everyone say goodbye to Katie.

"Good Bye Katie!"

We'll miss you kid…although you're not going anywhere. Just back to the editing desk for a little bit. You know I kid right? I didn't deliberately want to hurt you…I didn't intentionally mean to kick you to the curb.

Do you forgive me?

Oh yes, this has been a fun glimpse, giving you all the Rosalie and Emmett goodness. I love them, I truly do. Of course I forgive you! I'll miss you guys! Y'all were fun J I couldn't have brought you this wonder of Nine Months in the Making without our silly Aileen!

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