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I woke up laying in my own bed. The blinds where sealed shut only letting slivers of light in the room. I looked to my left to see the bed empty. Emmett must have already gotten up. As I pulled myself up to a sitting position, I heard voices.

"Thanks for coming in such a hurry Carlisle. I didn't really want to take her to the hospital."

"This didn't warrant the hospital. Rose's and the baby's heart beat is fine, but you need to manage her stress Emmett." What's Carlisle doing here? And what's wrong with me?

"I know. I didn't even see it coming. The door bell rang, and soon as I opened the door, she was hitting the ground." My husband sounded tired and pissed.

"Here is the reality of married to a pregnant woman. She cannot control her emotions or reactions anymore. Her hormones are everywhere. It is your job to manage her stress. It is your job to make sure that she is eating healthy. You have to take care of her, because at times her body is going to tell her she can handle things she can't, which will cause stress. Stress during pregnancy can lead to high blood pressure, increased heart rate, and chronic anxiety. Not to mention premature delivery, and low birth weight for the baby. I am not trying to scare you, but this is the reality. I know you had no control over just happened. But we have to get her to manage her stress better. To be honest, your lucky you caught her. If she would have collapsed on the ground, you could have lost the baby. The first three month are extremely fragile, Emmett." As Carlisle spoke, my heart started to race with memories of what had happened this morning. Making breakfast. The doorbell ringing. Dropping the plate.

What the hell was he doing here?

Why was he here?

How did he find me?

I could feel myself beginning to panic with each question I posed. Of all the people in the world, he was the last I ever wanted to see. It brought up too many bad memories.

I heard Emmett let out a harsh breath. I didn't have to see him to know he was running his hands through his hair. Once again, I was stressing my husband out. I took a few deep breaths to calm my nerves. I had to do what I could to make it easier for him. I watch as the doorknob to our bedroom turned and Emmett and Carlisle walked in.

"You're awake." Emmett said quietly with a small smile on his face. Unfortunately, his eyes held a different emotion entirely: anger.

I nodded my head as he sat down beside me on the bed.

"You feeling better?" He asked pushing some of my hair out of my face. I shrugged. Better wasn't exactly what I was feeling. I couldn't lie, but I wasn't going to tell him that I was terrified.

"You gave us quiet a scare there Rose." Carlisle said smiling as he stood at the foot of the bed.

"Sorry." I whispered looking down at the bed spread.

"You did nothing wrong babe." Emmett said as he lifted my head.

"Emmett's right." Carlisle added. "You body was trying to protect itself. We just need to find other ways for you to accomplish this. I told Emmett earlier that you may need to start yoga. It will help you handle stress."

"I'll look into that." I replied as I nodded my head.

"Alright, I better get going. Esme on a decorating rampage. Call me if you need anything else." He responded.

"I'll walk you out." Emmett said as he stood and lead Carlisle out of the room. The looks on both their faces told me everything I need to know, this was a close call. Within seconds Emmett was back in the bedroom. I looked up at him as he sat on the bed and watched me with careful eyes.

"Is he gone?" I couldn't control the break in my voice as I spoke. Emmett reached up and placed his palm on my jaw effectively stopping it from shaking, a sign that I was close to tears.

"Yea sweetheart, he's gone." He answered quietly. Without me explaining he knew exactly who I was talking about, the unwelcome intruder. I felt my body relax as I sunk back into the pillows. Emmett pursed his lips as he studied me, obviously trying to find the right words to say.

"Just say it." I said tired of him trying to tip toe around me.

"Rose, I have been racking my brain the last hour trying to figure out who that was, and what they did to you, and I'm drawing a blank. Babe, you gotta let me in on this one." He pleaded desperate to know what had just happened. And I wanted to tell him, I really did. But saying it, makes it true. And the reality of that man coming back in to my life, terrifies me. I looked away trying to figure out exactly how to tell him.

"Hey hey." He whispered bringing my eyes back to his. "You're okay. You know I won't let anything happen. Just tell me what happened?"

"Emmett...that man who was at the door...was my father."

"Fuck." He said closing his eyes. Over the years, I began to tell Emmett everything that had happened throughout my childhood. The night my father locked me in a closet. The day he beat me so hard with a belt I bleed. He knew it all. He also knew that because it happen at a time when I couldn't take care of myself, nothing terrifies me more than my father. Royce may have beat me, but was strong enough to walk away. Kevin Hale was my own flesh and blood, something that can't be ignored. I don't know if I am strong enough to turn my back on that.

"Are you sure?" He ask. His voice was low and calculating.

"I couldn't forget his face if I tried Emmett. I wouldn't lie about that." I answered getting frustrated that he would doubt me.

"I don't think you lying, baby." He said wrapping me in his arms. He laid down next to me, and pulled my body flush against his. My body began to tremble as memories of my child came flashing back to me.

His sinister smile.

His hard eyes.

My screams.

Emmett held me tighter trying to physically comfort me. But this was coming from the inside, I wasn't just scared, I was petrified.

"What did he want?" I asked burying my head into his chest.

"He didn't really say." He said into my hair before he kissed the top of my head.

"Why did he come back? After all this time, everything that has happened in my life, why did he choose now?" I started sobbing into Emmett shirt as he stroked my hair.

"I dunno baby. I don't know." I held onto Emmett tightly as I cried into his chest.

When my tears began to subside, I lifted my head and looked up at him. His eyes held nothing but pain. He was hurting for me.

"I cannot wait until we are into the new house. I can't have people surprising you like this." I sat up as he spoke and pulled away from him.

"Emmett you should have to worry about me. I know Carlisle said that it is your job to take make sure that I don't freak out or anything, but I don't think you should have to do that. I agree I need to learn to handle my stress better and I am going to do that, but you can't always be there to take care of me." I needed him to know that I don't expect that from him. That I was going to do everything in my power to make sure that this doesn't happen again.

"I can and I will, Rose." He said sitting up. "I am happy to hear that you are going to do whatever it takes to manage your stress, but that's not going to stop me from taking care of you. It is my job to make sure you're okay." I shook my head and opened my mouth to responded but he stopped me. "Understand that this is something I am going to do whether you want me to our not. Your safety is not optional to me and neither is the safety of our child." I nodded my head. This wasn't something I was going to be able to fight him on. I understood that, Emmett didn't take much seriously, but his family he did.

"Do you think he is the one who has been sending us the letters?" I asked. Emmett shook his head.

"No. He wouldn't have shown up if he was. He lost the element of surprise." I looked around the room as he spoke. My eyes stopping on every window and door I saw. Each of them an opportunity for my father to get closer to me.

"Can we get out of here?" I asked. Emmett eye me warily obviously wondering where may head was at. "I'm afraid he is going to come back. I just want to get away for a couple of hours. Gather my thoughts." Emmett nodded his head.

Both of us got out of the bed and threw on the most casual clothes we could find. Within five minutes we were leaving our house, and Emmett was surveying the area as we walked to the car always keeping himself infront of me. Don't get me wrong I appreciate it now, but I know this is going to get old fast.

"Rosalie, I am glad to see you are feeling better." Esme said as she let us into her home.

"Thank you." I replied as we walked inside.

"Emmett, Jasper and Carlisle are in the basement." She smiled. Emmett turned and looked at me.

"You going to be alright?" He asked me quietly.

"Yea, go downstairs and have fun." I smiled. He kissed my forehead before he left and walked down the stairs to the basement.

"What is going on with him?" Esme asked as we walked towards the kitchen

"He just over protective." I replied shrugging. I guess Carlisle didn't tell her everything. As I walked into the kitchen, Alice was sitting at the counter feeding Amelia and Christmas decorations were everywhere.

"Well if it isn't the human incubator." She greeted causing me to smile.

"So that's what I am now?" I asked sitting down next to her.

"Pretty much. Congratulations your body is no longer yours. Wait to you start to show, everyone is going to want to touch your belly." I grimaced as she spoke.

"She's right. That what they don't tell you about pregnancy. Everyone want to touch you. Feel the baby kick. But you will only be able think about the fact that every time they touch your stomach, you feel like you have to pee." Esme added.

"I ready feel like I have to pee every five minutes." I laughed.

"Wait till a watermelon is sitting on top of you bladder." Alice added. "But it's all worth it once the little on comes out." She smiled at her daughter.

"Painfully." Esme commented.

"Oh great. What else do I have to look forward to."

"You're sense of smell going to become so good it is ridiculous. You will be able smell stuff cooking blocks away, not to mention you are going to crave things you've never thought of eating before. I wanted playdough when I was pregnant with her." Alice said.

"And cravings are about the only thing you going to remember. You forget so many things. I can't tell you how many times I went to the grocery store and forgot what I was there for when I was pregnant with Edward and Alice. It was like I lost my brain."

"Oh and your breast. They hurt to bad, you don't even want anyone hugging you, but you husband is going to be all over them like they are his new favorite toy because they are bigger."

"Your feet can get bigger too, so be prepared for your clothes not to be the only things that don't fit anymore."

Alice and Esme were switching off like clock work. As soon one finished with a horrible symptom of pregnancy, the other started. What the hell did I get myself into?

"Oh the pain in your hips. You can actually feel the bones shifting to make room for the baby to come out. I'm sure you'll have it too, you're tiny." Alice said appraising me.

"Heartburn."

"You get heartburn?" I asked. "I'm already vomiting like 5 times a day."

"That sounds about right. Morning sickness is not just for the morning, and once you can keep the food down, you get heartburn." Esme smiled at me. I don't really think there is anything to smile about. It sounds awful.

"Everyone starts calling you mom. It so freaky." Alice shivered.

"Insomnia. The last few weeks you can't sleep, but it's all you want to do. Your having a summer baby, too. It is going to be like your own personal furnace."

"All your going to want to do soon is sleep. I got tired from doing the laundry, Laundry." Alice scoffed.

"Oh and hemorrhoids."

"Okay I don't want to hear anymore." I said effectively cutting Esme off.

"Sorry hunny we don't mean to scare you. Being pregnant is amazing. You have a little being growing inside you." Esme said seeing the look of shock on my face.

"Yea. And you think you know what love is. But your whole life changes the minute they enter this world. Everything you do revolves around them." Alice added. But I wasn't really hearing any of it. My mind was still stuck on peeing, sore breast, and heartburn.

"Excuse me." I said getting off the stool as I left the kitchen and descended the stairs to find my husband. He wasn't hard to find, all I had to do was follow the laughing. At least someone is having a good time. Carlisle, Jasper, and Emmett were all sitting on the couch watching ESPN.

"Emmett, what the hell did you do to me?" I yelled as I walked infront of the TV. Emmett eyes widened in shock.

"Babe what are you talking about?" He asked quietly knowing he was in hot water. By this time, Esme and Alice had made there way downstairs with guilty looks on there faces.

"Don't babe me. You know exactly what I am talking about." I responded.

"I don't miss this." Jasper laughed. Bad move.

"I don't know what the fuck you are laughing at Jasper. You and I both know that you have been spending quality time with the couch and your right hand the last few months." I yelled causing him to shut up quickly. I turned back to Emmett as he began to answer me.

"Rose."

"Dude don't" Jasper interrupted him.

"Jasper!" I yelled again. "Seriously. Could you shut your fucking mouth for ten seconds. Matter a fact, since you are in a talking mood, go grovel to your wife cause we all know you haven't done shit."

"Rose." Emmett said standing. "Let's go outside." He grabbing my hand leading me out the back patio.

"Don't think I am done with you Jasper. I have been letting shit fly for far to long." I said as Emmett lead me outside.

"Babe. What just happened in there?" Emmett asked calmly as we made it to the back yard. I took a deep breath and thought about the events that just took place.

"I don't really know. I was up there talking with Esme and Alice. They tell these awful things about pregnancy. Your boobs hurt. You wanna eat things like playdough. Your feet grow. Emmett I'm not prepared for this." I yelled.

"Hey. Relax." He said grabbing my shoulders.

"I'm not prepared for this Emmett. Maybe Edward's right." I sighed.

"No. Edward is not right. You are going to be fine. You are going to great mother. This is going to be a learning experience for both of us, okay. But I will be here, holding your hair back as you throw up, dealing with your mood swings, and getting every type of food you want. We are in this together." He said. "Okay?"

I nodded my head.

"Why are so perfect?" I asked.

"Okay, let's remember this moment. You called me perfect." He joked.

"Shut up." I laughed.

"Now, I think you scared the shit out of Jasper."

"Yea, Alice is probably really mad at me. I should have never brought that up."

"I'm sure Alice is fine with it. Beside it's her fault you were pissed in the first place. She only got what she deserves." He said pulling me back towards the house. As we walked back into the basement, Jasper eyes immediately went to the floor. Shit was I that mean, I thought as I walked over to Alice and Esme.

"Sorry Alice." I whisper.

"I don't know why you are sorry. That was hilarious. I am sure Jasper just had a flashback to when I was pregnant. You forget I've been there before. It's the hormones." She smiled. The rest of the afternoon went smoothly after Carlisle gave me another speech about control my stress, and Esme and Alice promised to do yoga with me. Esme made everyone left over turkey sandwiches, and I apologized to Jasper before we left.

"So that was interesting." Emmett said as we drove back to our house.

"Yea. I'm sorry about the whole yelling at you for no reason thing." I replied.

"Carlisle told me to get use to it." He laughed.

"I'm really surprised you didn't yell back." Now that I thought about it, that exactly what Emmett would normally do. We were known for our screaming matching, which ended in make up sex every time. Which meant more screaming, but the good kind.

"Normally, I would have considering you blindsided me. But you kinda looked hot, and I got distracted." He said raising his eyebrows.

"We're not having sex." I dead panned. "I'm tired."

"Can we at least cuddle?" He asked poking out his bottom lip.

"I guess." I replied acting like is was a huge inconvenience. The rest of the ride, I spent thinking about everything Alice and Esme had told me. Could I really handle all of this? Could I do this? Could child of two failed parents, be a good parent herself?

As we pulled into the driveway, Emmett got out and opened my door. He made sure he walked into the house first, checking to make sure the coast was clear. As he rounded the corner into our bedroom, I grabbed our mail. I walked towards the kitchen table and looked at each envelop.

Bill.

Bill.

Ad.

But there was one that had nothing but my name. I looked towards the bedroom to see Emmett going to use the bathroom. Deciding I was on my on, I opened it.

Rose,

I staying in the Bed and Breakfast downtown, and I am not leaving until you talk to me. I will wait for you to do this on your own terms, but understand I am not going anywhere. It's important. Call me when you are ready: (546) 555-7865.

Dad.

I should have thrown the letter away or told Emmett, but instead I stuffed it in the back pocket of my jeans.

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