So...what's Rosalie up to? My thanks to EvilPumpkin and Angel eyes1 uk for being great betas!

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I still don't own anything - except Daisy.

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Chapter Nine. Good Old Dad.

Carlisle's POV

As I drove home from the hospital, I reflected on my day. It had been one of the hottest September days for a long time - certainly one of the brightest. Luckily, the sun had made a late appearance and I was safely in the hospital; although it had been challenging to keep out of the sunlight all day.

I made a mental note to order more latex gloves, and then turned my thoughts to home and family. Alice and Jasper had certainly been happy when Edward and I left them this morning. Emmett was still entranced with Daisy, who was thriving under his care, but Rosalie wasn't quite so happy with that situation. Hopefully, Esme had managed to distract Rose with some retail therapy; either way, Esme would need some TLC, and I wanted to run off the day's stress.

I drove straight into the garage, and before I even had time to switch off the engine, Edward was at the window. "Emmett needs to see you in the kitchen."

Okay, Esme would have to wait. I went straight to the kitchen where poor Daisy was laid out on the table with Emmett supporting either side of her leg.

"I've been keeping it as immobile as possible," he said in explanation, and I quickly turned to mask a smile as I took a pair of scissors from the drawer. Knowing Emmett, Daisy's leg wouldn't have moved a millimeter however long she'd been lying there.

"She was too hot, so we let her in the water to cool off and forgot her leg would get wet," Emmett continued, as I began snipping off the soggy bandage.

"I'm sure it's fine," I reassured him, examining her leg and finding nothing to worry about. "I'll just redress this, Emmett - it needed doing anyway." Emmett breathed a huge sigh of relief, and as soon as I finished he picked her up for a hug. Now I wanted a hug - time to find Esme.

Rose had other ideas and ambushed me on my way upstairs. "Can I have a word please, Carlisle?"

"Of course, Rose. Come into the study." Whatever Rose wants, I'll give her my full attention, and then I'm taking Esme deep into the forest.

Rosalie's POV

I found what I wanted at the shops, and then met Esme and Bella by the car. Now, I needed to get home and sort out a few more things. We arrived home before Carlisle; that part of my plan would have to wait, so I sought out Alice and Jasper and found them relaxing in front of the TV. "Alice, what's the weather going to be like on Sunday?"

Alice leaned back safely in Jasper's arms as she searched the future for a moment. "Let me see...overcast."

"Not sunny? Definitely not sunny?"

"No, not sunny at all."

"Great!" I smiled to myself as I turned to Jasper. "Jasper?"

"Rosalie?" He peered over Alice's head, raising an eyebrow.

"Would you be up for a bit of Daisy-sitting on Sunday afternoon?"

"Sure, so long as I get to hunt in the morning."

"Ooh, thanks Jasper! I love it when a plan comes together, Carlisle just arrived and I need his help, too." I swept from the room to the peal of Alice's laughter. I bet she just looked to see what I would do.

Carlisle was with Emmett in the kitchen, so I waited in the hall for him to leave and caught him on the stairs. I followed him into his study, and waited while he made himself comfortable in his big wing chair.

"Rosalie," he said at last. "What can I do for you?"

"Do you still work with the anesthetist with the long hair? The one who had to sell his Harley when he got divorced?"

"Andy Green? I haven't seen him in a while, but he's still with general surgery - why?"

"Does his son still play for The Seahawks?"

"I think so."

"Do you think he could get a couple of good tickets for Sunday's game?"

"Ah, I see where you're going with this, Rose. I'm back in at midnight, and if Andy's there I'll ask him. Failing that, I'll phone him tomorrow."

"Thanks, Carlisle." Tomorrow is Friday, so I think I'd better cross my fingers, but it will be worth it.

Of course, Emmett spent the whole night with that creature. It seemed a long time until Carlisle would be home. I joined Edward, Bella, Alice, and Jasper watching Into The Wild. I knew that I had fidgeted through the whole film, and Jasper had picked up on my awkwardness at being the gooseberry, so when the film finished Jasper and Edward got up to leave.

"Hold it!" Alice cried. "Sneaking off to play frisbee? Not without us - eh, girls?" Edward and Jasper both rolled their eyes.

"Absolutely! That's exactly what I need." Maybe it would tempt Emmett out, too. Frisbee was good; it kept both mind and body occupied, though not so much that I didn't notice everyone else sneak off at some point to spend time with her. Even Esme joined in for a while, but not Emmett. At long last I heard the car approaching and ran to greet Carlisle. I caught him as he swung the car off the main road, so he wound the window down as I jogged up the drive alongside him.

"Andy's not in until ten, I'll phone him then, okay?"

"Thanks, Carlisle." That's not too long, I thought; if I took a relaxing shower it would soon pass. I sat in front of the mirror to brush my hair through after the shower, and before I knew it, Carlisle was knocking on the door.

"Rose," he called out. "Andy gave me his son's number, and he has arranged the tickets. You can pick them up from the hospital after three this afternoon."

In a flash, I had opened the door and was hugging Carlisle "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"You're very welcome, Rose." A bashful Carlisle smiled broadly as I pulled back from the embrace. Yeah, I guessed that I didn't do that too often.

My plan was set and I couldn't wait for three o'clock to pick up those tickets. This called for a celebration. "Esme! Alice! Bella!" I called as I walked back into my bedroom, where Alice, of course, was already sorting through the nail varnish.

"Great idea, Rose! Here, this will go with your dress."

I had to laugh, as Alice handed me the exact shade to go with my newest party dress.

Bella's POV

As we entered Rosalie's bedroom, Esme and I looked at each other and raised our eyebrows, we had just heard Rosalie laughing.

"We're having a party!" Alice bounced.

"So, we're getting all dolled up," Rose added, as she applied varnish to her toe nails. We had a great couple of hours painting our nails, doing our hair, and raiding Rosalie's extensive wardrobe. Rose was in such a good mood that I let her try loads of outfits on me until I felt like a Barbie. It was worth every minute because we all looked a million dollars as we descended to the lounge.

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AN. What do you think the men have been up to while the girls dolled themselves up?