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(Rpov)

Everything fucking hurt. Emmett was right about one thing, my doctor was fucking incompetent. The past few days I have been in more pain than I have ever been in my entire life, and he did nothing. Fucking Dick.

"You ready, babe?" Emmett asked walking into my hospital room. Today I was being discharged, and I couldn't wait. I couldn't wait for my first real good nights sleep in weeks where I won't get poked and prodded every three hours. I just want some peace.

"Yea." I said hissing as I sat up in the bed and swung my legs to the floor. Emmett was instantly by my side help me stand. To be honest I couldn't really do anything without him here.

"Did you get the prescription?" I asked. The doctor had agreed, after a lot of complaining on my part, to give me prescription pain killers for the next few weeks. But Dr. Keefer didn't given in easily. I only got my way because Carlisle called as my general practitioner and recommended that he give me something for pain relief.

"You better believe your ass I got the prescription. I made sure wrote the shit correctly too." Emmett responded grabbing my bag of toiletries that I had him bring to the hospital after I had woken up. There was no way I was going to use hospital soap. It just wasn't going to happen.

"You really think he would have messed it up on purpose?" I asked incredulously looking up at him.

"I would put anything passed his dumb ass. He was pissed when we went above his head and had Carlisle call."

"Okay your all set." Kate said walking into my hospital room. "Garret is sitting in an SUV at a back exit waiting for you, and I made sure you won't see any press on your way out." Kate had been a god send the past week. She organized Alice's flight back home so that she could stay here until Emmett arrived but still get back in time for Esme's surgery. She handled the press perfectly, and even dealt with the police when I grew tired of them. Just because I agreed to press charges along with the State of California doesn't give you the right to call me every ten minutes for a statement. Kate and Emmett were the only reason that I was still sane at the moment.

"Garrett's driving?" I asked surprised.

"Yea I figured you didn't want to deal with people you didn't know right now, and Emmett's been in town for the last six days and Garrett hasn't seen him." She shrugged and rolled her eyes.

"Well aren't you popular." I teased Emmett.

"You know it." He replied smiling before he grabbed my hand and slowly began to lead me towards the exit. My face tightened with every step I took. My shoulder didn't hurt as much anymore. Although the doctor said it would take a few more weeks to heal completely, I didn't need the sling. I just had to be careful that it didn't dislocate again. Apparently after it happens once, you are at a higher risk for it happening again. But my ribs were another story. Those sons a bitches kill. I will never take my ribs for granted again. I never realized how much I use them. It hurt to breathe. It hurt to cough. It hurt to laugh, smile, sit up, stand. Hell it even hurt to walk.

"Babe should I go get a wheelchair?" Emmett asked as he watched me wince.

"I'm not using a wheelchair." I refuse to leave the hospital in a wheelchair. I just didn't feel like I was sick nor hurt enough to take a wheelchair for someone who may really needed it. When I had told Emmett this the first time, he told me I really need it. But I was adamant I wasn't going to use one, and eventually he gave up.

"Do you want me to carry you?" He countered. That wouldn't be much better than the wheelchair.

"Emmett I can do this." I said as we followed Kate down the hall. She had to stop every few feet to wait for me to catch up, but she still kept a smile on her face.

"Rose there is no shame in taking a wheelchair if your in pain."

"I'm not taking a wheelchair!" I yelled and my eyes began to water as pain the spread across my chest. Deep breaths really hurt. Emmett, unfazed by my outburst, nodded his head in understanding.

"Babe I'm just trying to help."

"I know, but I really need to do this. I don't want a wheelchair." I said continuing my slow pace behind Kate. I think it took us 15 minutes to make it the 300ft to the car, and I welcomed the small break that the elevator gave. But we finally made it.

"Emmett, man how have you been?" Garrett asked as Emmett opened the back door of the Escalade.

"I've been better." Emmett responded as he lifted me up and help me into the truck. Kate had the middle row of seats removed giving us optimal space in the back. The last thing I wanted right now was to be crammed into a small space.

"How about you Rose?" Garrett asked as Kate climbed in the front.

"I'm wonderful." I said leaning my head back on the head rest and closing my eyes. I just was just happy to go back to my own house.

"Great, well let get this show in the road." He replied as he put the truck in drive. I couldn't stop th groan of agony that left my mouth as he went over the first speed bump.

"Honey slow down." I heard Kate chastise as Emmett turn to ask me if I was okay.

"I'm fine. It just hurts." I replied as Emmett put his arm around my shoulders pulling my broken side towards. I was unsure what he was trying to achieve, I was in no mood to cuddle right now. I am pretty much just praying that this ride will be over soon, but as we hit the second speed bump I understood. He was using the firmness of his body to stabilize mine. God, I love this man, I thought as I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

"So what have you been up too man?" I heard Emmett's low voice rumble in his chest as he spoke to Garrett.

"Same old same old. Enjoying my time off before your wife decides she needs to tour the world again." Garrett said laughing.

"That won't be anytime soon." I added in.

"Honey you should see the clothes Rose and Alice made. They are gorgeous." Kate said from the front seat.

"Rosalie, you made clothes?" Garrett asked surprised.

"No, I am pretty much there for monetary support." I joked as Emmett ran his hand across my cheek.

"That sound more like it." Garrett responded. "So how long you are you guys going to be in the sunshine state?" I opened my eyes as realization hit. We don't have a return flight. With everything that happened the past few days, that just seemed to slip through the cracks. I looked up at Emmett and shrugged my good shoulder.

"We have no fucking clue, man." Emmett answered sensing my confusion. I don't want to be in LA longer than I have to, but could I handle the turbulence on an airplane.

"Well while you here we should hang out. Even if it is just to watch football or something."

"I dunno." Emmett answered hesitantly. This is ridiculous.

"Emmett you can go hang out with Garrett sometime. I'm hurt, not handicapped. I would be perfectly fine if you left me for a little while." I interceded. Emmett looked down at me debating. I could tell the husband in him didn't want to leave me side until I was capable of taking a deep breathe without crying, but the man in him wanted to watch the football game and drink beers with his friend. "Babe, it's okay." I urged try to get him not to hold himself back for me.

"Maybe you should come over on Sunday to watch the games in the theater at the house." Emmett said proud of himself that he found a solution that satisfied all his needs.

"Deal." Garrett replied from the front excitedly as I closed my eyes.

Either Garret is an extremely fast driver or I fell asleep, because we made it to the house in no time.

"Call me when you are ready to leave, and I can have you out of here in under 24 hours." Kate said as we all stood in my drive way.

"Thanks. I think we are going to stay in town for the next few days just to make sure the police don't need any more information." I said leaning into Emmett. Did leaning hurt? Hell yes, but I wanted to be close to him. This is the first time in a week that I had been allowed to be this close to him without a nurse coming in to tell me to be careful with my ribs. Like I need to be reminded.

"I am pretty sure that Sam is all over that." Kate said. Sam was my lawyer, and a damn good one. Before I was even awake he was pressing charges on my behalf just incase the State of California decided not to.

"Better safe than sorry." I replied yawning. Tears welled in my eyes as my ribs expanded to their full capacity.

"Let's get you to bed." Emmett said before we told Kate and Garrett goodbye and walked into our house. I climbed the stairs slowly as Emmett went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. By the time I sat on the foot of my bed, Emmett was handing me a glass of water and a horse pill.

"What's this?" I asked looking up at him.

"What the doc gave you for pain."

"It's fucking huge." I exclaimed staring at the large white pill in his hand.

"Baby if you don't take this, I don't think you'll be able to sleep."

"I don't think I can swallow this."

"I am really trying not to make a joke here. Could you just take the pill?"

"Fine." I said reaching for the pill and water. I won't lie, it took me a couple tries to get the thing down.

"Come on let's get you comfortable." Emmett said as he leaned down and slid off my flip flops and I fell backwards on to the bed. "Do you want to take a shower?"

"I just want to sleep." I replied shaking my head. Emmett stood and help me scoot back to the top of the bed and tucked me into the covers before leaned over and lightly kissed my forehead.

"Babe remember to lay on your side." Emmett reminded me causing me to groan.

"But that hurts." I complained like a child. The doctor had said that I should lay on my left side on my broken ribs. I would have thought it was the exact opposite, but he said it will allow me to take deeper breaths therefore regulating my breathing. And considering that had to take at least 30 deep breaths a day, any pain relief was welcome, but this. Laying on my ribs fucking hurt.

"The doctor said it would help."

"Be he was a quack." I countered causing Emmett to laugh.

"That's what I thought, so I called Carlisle just incase. He said it will allow you to take deep breaths, which cleans the fluid out of your lungs. If you don't, you'll get pneumonia."

"Great another thing to add to my list of problems, the possibility of pneumonia." I said turning away from him onto my left side. Emmett rubbed my good shoulder and began to walk away.

"Wait where are you going?" I asked as he came into view. He stop in front of me and tilted his head to the side.

"To take a shower."

"Can you just lay her with me? Please. Just until I fall asleep." I begged. It had been a week since I was able to just lay with him. Emmett was a little big for the twin size bed the hospital had, so I was going to take advantage of this moment. He nodded his head.

"Of course, Baby." He said as he slipped off his shoes and laid on the bed facing me. Once he was comfortable, he raised his left hand and brushed away some hair that had fallen in my face. I closed my eyes loving the feel of his skin on mine. I could feel the pain killers taking affect. The throbbing at my side had lessened to a dull ache and the urge to pass out became overwhelming.

"Emmett." I said but it sounded more like a slur.

"Hmm."

"I love you."

"I love you too, Rose." He replied in a low gruff voice. I knew he was tired, I thought.

"Can I tell you a secret?" I asked opening my eyes to find him looking straight into mine.

"You can tell me anything." He raised his eyebrow and a cocky smirk appeared on his face.

"You're really good looking. I normally don't tell you this, because you have such a big ego. But you are extremely good looking." Emmett immediately bust out laughing.

"Oh my god your high."

"No I'm not. Even the nurses thought so. One told me." I defended. How dare he think I'm a liar.

"Oh really what did she say?" He asked amused.

"She told me that I was lucky to go to bed with a man who looks like you every night, and if you where her husband she would never leave the bed." I whispered as if someone would over hear. "Surprisingly, I did not get jealous." I added proud of myself.

"You are so going to regret telling me that." He shook his head.

"No I'm not."

"Okay. Go to sleep sweetheart." He said running his hand along my good side.

"Mmmkay." I replied shutting my eyes.

"I cannot wait to remind you of this when you wake up." Emmett said.

"Looking foreword to it handsome." Were the last words that left my mouth before the medicine took me under.

Holy shit I'm in pain, I thought as my eyes shot open and I turned over onto my back. I took quick shallow breaths, almost as is if I was hyperventilating to try and ease the pain. My vision began to blur as I realized the painful throbbing was back. Only this time it was't just in my side, it was in my whole damn body.

"Emmett." I called out for him but there was no response, and the room was dark except for a small piece of light from under the bathroom down. It was then I notice the sound of water. Shit, he's in the shower.

Hissing as I reached over and turned on the bedside lamp, I looked around the room for anything that resembled a bottle of pills but found nothing. Remembering that Emmett only brought me the one pill not the bottle, I knew they could be anywhere in the house. And this house is too damn large for me to go wandering around looking for a little orange bottle. So I just laid back into my pillows, closed my eyes as tears silently left them, and prayed that Emmett would be done soon.

Unfortunately for me he wasn't. This is the one time I regret buying that awesome shower, because he loved it. It turned his normal five minute showers in to thirty minute ones. And it seems I woke up in the beginning of it.

So I laid there watching the clock on my nightstand slow tick by for the next twenty minutes, until finally the bathroom door opened. I turned to see Emmett stand there with a towel around his waist as stream escaped the bathroom behind him.

"How long have you been up?" Oh dear lord. Somehow all thoughts of pain had escaped my mind as my eyes ran over his shirtless torso.

"Babe, are you alright?" He asked but I was too stuck in my fantasy oh licking the dripping water off of his rock hard stomach to answer. I actually began to salivate at the thought.

"You probably need more medication." He said out loud before he walked out of the bedroom leaving me staring at the space he once occupied. He returned a few seconds, and sat on the bed beside me. After had had taken another pill, this time with no complaint cause I was too distracted by my husband's body, I reached up and touched Emmett's shoulder.

"Thanks."

"How long have you been up?" He asked taking my hand in his.

"Like twenty minutes." I answered looking up through my eyelashes into his blue eyes hoping he would get that I wanted him right now.

"Damn, I'm sorry baby. I fell asleep, and I was hoping that I would be out of the shower before you woke up."

"It's okay." I said shaking my head. "You deserved a good nap. You've been sleeping on a chair for the last few days. I told you you could've sleep here every night." Raising my hand he brought it to his lips kissing the back of it.

"There was no way I was leaving you in that hospital, even if that meant I had to sleep in that tiny little chair." I smiled remembering Emmett trying to squeeze into the small orange chair. It was comical.

"Well now that we're both up and rested. What are we going to do now?" I asked running my hand up his arm smirking at him.

"Oh no." He said standing up and walking out of reach as my arm dropped onto the bed. "I know that look, and it is not going to happen."

"Why not?"

"Babe you have two broken ribs, there is no way we're having sex right now. Besides the doctor said you need to relax and no strenuous activity."

"But Emmett it's been over a week."

"And it is going to be longer. We are not doing it until you are healed." He said in a final tone. Fuck that. It will be almost two months before I'm completely healed. Time for a different approach.

"But baby," I said in a sweet voice. "I haven't been able to hold you. I just want to feel close to you. Kiss you. Taste you. Feel you." I licked my lips for the added effect. Emmett huffed.

"No, Rose."

"I can tell you want to." I said eyeing the tent that had began to form under the towel.

"Oh I want to. I always want you. I just never thought that that would be a problem until now." That hurt.

"It's problem that you want me. I'm a problem." I looked away from him towards that other side of the room.

"Rose that's not what I meant." Emmett crawled on the bed next to me and pulled my face back towards him. "You know that's not what I meant. The problem is that I don't like denying you anything, and that's what I am doing. I want this just as bad as you do, but I want you to be healthy more. I need you to get better baby, and if that means no sex for the next couple weeks then so be it."

He leaned in and pressed his lips on mine. This wasn't as soft a kiss as the previous ones. This was needy and wanton. I had turned him on. Opening my mouth to him, he slipped his tongue inside. God I missed this, I thought closing my eyes. As Emmett pushed his face impossibly closer to mine, my head began to fall back and my torso tensed. I instantly pulled my mouth away from his and hissed.

"And that's why we are not having sex." Emmett said kissing my forehead and going into the closet.

"Fine." I said. "You win this time." I decided I would just bide my time until I was stronger and Emmett was weaker. There was no way he could make it 4-6 weeks without sex. This week and a half is the longest he has gone in years. I will make him cave.

"So when I was home Aro stopped by." Emmett said walking out the closet in a pair of shorts. God lord, he doesn't want me to jump him but he walks around half naked. Not Fair.

"Oh yea what did he want?" I asked not to looking at him. Was he trying to make this as hard as possible? Although I guess it's not a bad thing if it's hard.

"He drop of a folder with information about security systems. He said you asked for it."

"Oh I did."

"When?"

"The day after the dinner at Esme's. I knew you were freaking out about the note and the announcement that was made at the dinner. So I thought I could help with at least one of them." I said looking up at him.

"What did I do to deserve you?" He said siting back on the bed.

"I dunno but could you do me a favor?"

"What's that babe?"

"Put on a shirt." I said.

"Why?"

"If you don't want me to tempt you, I suggest you put on a shirt."

"All it takes is me walking around shirtless to turn you on." I gave him a stern look.

"You know that you can turn me on with just a look."

"Is it cause I'm so handsome? All the nurse thought so."

"I never should have told you that."

"It's okay I liked it." He said running his hand across his chest.

"Of course you did. Are you going to put on a shirt?" I asked.

"Why? This is so much more fun."

"You know what, I'm just going to go take a cold shower." I slowly got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

"Want company?"

"Screw you." I said shutting the door behind me as Emmett laughed. It was nice to have everything back to normal.

So Rosalie is out of the hospital. I figured Em and Rose deserved some quality time as husband and wife before everyone else came back. So let me know what you think and I will send you a thank you note with a preview. Also if want more of Emmett and Rosalie check out Cydney94 stories. They are excellent.