Alright, you guys, I need some help. I read this story a few years ago that I haven't been able to find. It's a Twilight Story and it's about the Cullen's moving to Mark(s), Montana? Does anyone know what I'm talking about? It's post Breaking Dawn. Renesmee and Jake are together... I think. It's really driving me crazy. . . I forgot the pairing, but I don't think it was Bella/Edward. If it was, I doubt I would have even read it in the first place (No offense, I just don't like Edward). I think there was a chapter about Bella being turned human by some witches. Like they were being tricked and changed her into a human... It might have been Nessie. . . Ugh!

Help? Please?

Please read, because I completely revamped this story!

Two weeks after Edward died, Emmett and I were sitting in my room. He was lying on my floor and my head was resting on his abdomen as I stared at the ceiling.

"So, you killed him," Emmett smirked, talking about what happened last week for the first time. "Fiesty, I like that." Fiesty? He liked fiesty?

I glared at him, "It was self-defense."

He chuckled, "That's our little secret."

I rolled my eyes and continued to read my book. I felt a soft hand on my cheek, interrupting Heathcliff talking to Catherine. I sighed and slowly raised my head to look at him.

"I have a question for you."

Wearily, I replied, "What would that be?"

"Do you consider us together?" He looked deep into my eyes.

The question caught me off guard. So I hesitated to answer because we never really answered that question. "Um... well, if you do, then, sure. But if you don't... then this wouldn't this be a fling?"

He looked at me, chuckling slightly, "I consider us together, but I wanted your opinion."

I gave a breath of relief, replying, "Yes. I think of us together."

"Good," he murmured. I smiled and leaned into his chest as I set the book down. His arms embraced me, pulling me as close to him as I could get. "What if we took our relationship to the next step?" He mumbled into my ear.

I shrugged into him, but was cautious, "How far is the next step?"

He lifted his head slightly and placed a kiss on my lips, "Farther than making out, but not to the bed?"

I raised an eyebrow, "What would that be?"

He shrugged, "Let's just see where it takes us."

I giggled, "Spontaneous. I like that."

I wiggled and turned so that I was facing Emmett.

I winked as I pressed my lips to him. As I closed my eyes, I pulled him to his feet and shoved him onto my couch.

"Esme, Carlisle, Jasper, Jane, and I are going hunting! Do you want to come with us?" Alice called from the living room.

Emmett and I stopped to listen. What was she planning? What did she see?

I glanced at Emmett and he called, "No, we just hunted a few days ago! I'm good."

"Me too!" I told them.

"Okay!" I heard a few of them leave and Alice snickered as she shut the front door, "They are. . . busy. I think they would rather spend the day alone," Alice snickered.

I waited for a blush to come, thankfully it didn't.

"Where's Renesmee?" Emmett asked.

"Jake's taking her out to hunt today," I told him quietly. "Didn't you hear him come by earlier?"

"Not really," he admitted.

As I lost track of time, he slowly deepened the kiss. And then there was a loud thump and suddenly I wasn't being kissed anymore.

I giggled furiously, seeing him on the floor. "Oops," he smirked.

"You better not break anything in my room, mister," I warned, mostly teasing.

He pulled back from getting up. "Oh."

I smiled, "Kidding."

He shut up after that, his lips pressing against mine as he pulled himself off my floor. It felt right. It felt good. It felt as though I was walking on air. I felt as though I belonged with him, and never even knew who Edward was.

He pulled away abruptly. "What are you thinking about?"

I smiled a small smile, "This feels right. I feel like this is how it's suppossed to be."

He smirked, "It's me. I knew it. I am too good to be resistable."

"No, I mean yes, it's you. But, I'm sure people can resist you," I rolled my eyes at how messed up I made that simple statement.

He chuckled, "I was about to say! You don't think that it's me?"

I smacked his chest. "No, you are fine." I put my lips back to his and then pulled away. "Or is it you?"

I stood up and looked at the ceiling, pretending to think, like it really was a real question. He frowned slightly and then popped up, looking at me. So predictable, Em...

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, confused.

I smirked, "Nothing really."

"Tell me!" he demanded, wrapping his arms around me as I stood and assessed the damage in my room.

"Nothing, really, really," I confirmed, twisting out of Emmett's arms. "Now," I looked at my room, a big, Emmett-sized hole in the floor. "I have to fix my floor."

Emmett chuckled, "No, you don't."

I looked at him confused. "Why?"

"Because, we aren't finished yet."

I rolled my eyes. "Really? Well, I beg to differ. I have gone without air for twenty minutes."

"We don't need to breathe," he reminded me.

I giggled, "You don't. I might."

He looked at me, "You aren't human, so you can't. Duh," he smiled cheekily at his knowledge. Oh, if only he knew.

I rolled my eyes and walked to my dresser. I pulled out a Butler's Bulldog Jersey and some short shorts.

"I'm changin' to my PJ's, then I'll be back," I told him, speeding towards the bathroom. Even though I didn't sleep, I still went through my human motions. I knew it amused Emmett and the rest of the Cullen's, but it really put me at ease. Made me feel human...

My white tank top could be seen through the jersey, and my short shorts showed off my legs. My brunette hair complied as I pulled it into a bun. When I walked into my room, Emmett was leaning against my headboard, squinting at my Wuthering Heights books as he read it.

"You find this romantic?" Emmett asked, raising an eyebrow.

I shrugged, "Yeah! I mean, he's been in love with her since they were little and then she marries some other guy... but still loves him. It's romantic."

He glanced up, "Not... really. Wow."

"Like what you see?" I taunted, doing a small spin.

"And much more," He replied getting up and running over to me, vampire speed.

"Ah, but I think you forget. I do not sleep, and I have a daughter," I replied. "I am a widow, I kill animals, and I share my room with my," I gestured to Renessmee's corner, full of pink. "Daughter," I finished. "I'm the makings of a serial killer."

Emmett laughed. "Renesmee doesn't scare me. She loves me, I know that."

"As Uncle Emmy Bear," I clarified. And it suddenly made me realize... Emmett was a brother to me... but that changed. And it changed for him as well.

He shrugged, "Well, things do change."

I sat up and kissed him on the cheek. "And it's a good thing they do." I pulled away. "Any idea why Alice had the family leave?"

He smiled and a knowing twinkle shown in his eyes.

"You planned something," I guessed.

"I did," He said, but refused to tell me more. I kept pressing and then... he tied a blindfold around my face, holding both of my hands and he led me through the house.

I sniffed the room we ended up in and it smelt wonderful! Like Axe, peppermint, and fressia. Emmett.

"It smells wonderful!" I whispered, breathing in once more.

"Ok. when I count to three, take the blind fold off," Emmett instructed. I nodded. "One. . ." I tapped my foot impatiently. "Two. . ." My fingers itched toward the blindfold. "Three!" Emmett boomed and I jumped slightly.

I pulled my blindfold off and looked at the room before me. It was a dark room, a deep blue. There were posters of billions of sports icons - Peyton Manning, Shawn White, and Reggie Bush. I looked and noticed something when I glanced at the door. This was where Emmett's room used to be.

"You redid your room?" I asked, taking in all the posters.

"Yeah, Rosalie made it all girly and pink. Ugh."

I giggled, "Well, you never have to worry about that again."

He smiled and nodded. "Yeah. And then - oh, come here!"

He grabbed my hand and pulled me to a door. He pulled it open and my eyes widened. I gasped.

"It's. . . magnifique!" I said, trying out my French.

Behind the doors were autographed sports items. Footballs, baseballs, basketballs, and even golf balls.

"Yeah, and behind here," he said, pulling me to the door on the other side of the signatured sports memoribilia, "is this."

The door opened and there was a library full of every book I could possibly imagine. "For you," Emmett said simply.

"Oh my God, you're kidding!" I managed to say, spinning around to face him.

He shook his head and smiled. "Nope. You love to read and a full out library is what you get. Alice helped... And Jasper."

"What about when we all move?" I said softly, running my hand across a set of fire edition leather bound books.

He smiled, "We can move them with us."

I turned to him and kissed him on the lips. "I love it, thank you."

"You are very welcome," he whispered against my lips. "Oh, and you smell wonderful."

I giggled. I had orange lotion on and was chewing peppermint gum - even though the venom would dissolve it after an hour. "Thanks. You do as well. Peppermint. My favorite."

"Really? What did Edward smell like to you?"

"Flowers."

We looked at eachother for three seconds before we bust out laughing. Edward was such a pansy...