Happy New Year to my betas EvilPumpkin and Angel Eyes1 UK, and to all my readers known and unknown.

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SM - Thanks for the loan. Promise I'll return your characters soon.

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Chapter Fifteen. Is Rosalie Coming Around?

Esme's POV

After all the drama of the last 24hrs, it was a relief to find that the family was a lot more relaxed. We all spent the afternoon and early evening camped out in front of the TV, alternating between "Pimp My Ride" and reruns of "Friends".

When Daisy woke up, Emmett brought her in and Rosalie didn't complain when he sat next to her with Daisy on his knee. Alice and Jasper left; Alice saying she had e-mails to attend to, and Jasper was getting hungry and was better off away from Daisy. They would hunt as late as possible to be ready for Daisy-sitting.

Edward and Bella drifted off not long afterwards. When Carlisle left to start his midnight shift, I waved him off then retired to our room to read. As I passed their room I could hear Edward reciting poetry for Bella. I smiled and paused to listen, recognising the words of Robert Frost. I was sure Edward became aware of my interest, when he recited "Asking for Roses", he knew that was my favourite.

During the night, Rosalie resumed work on her car, and later still, Edward could be heard on the piano. Eventually, Alice took Jasper hunting, and Daisy naturally, woke with the sun.

Emmett's POV

Life didn't get much better than this. I was snuggled up to the most beautiful, gorgeous, sexy Goddess, with my angelic little girl on my knee. Like the animals on Noah's Ark, the others had disappeared two-by-two leaving only the three of us—me, Rosalie and Daisy. Daisy had slept a long time, and was now wide awake and fidgeting. I was reluctant to spoil the domestic bliss, but I worried that Daisy's struggles would damage her broken leg.

"Rose, would you like to come and play with Daisy for a while?" I offered hopefully.

"Not really, Emmett. You go ahead—I think its time I got back out in the garage." That was definitely an improvement. Rosalie seemed genuinely happy for me to entertain Daisy. I took advantage of her good mood.

"Can I bring Daisy to visit later?" I ventured.

"I think I might like that." Rose replied thoughtfully, and I was momentarily stunned.

"Good, 'cause I like watching you work." I grinned, overjoyed that she was mellowing.

I took Daisy to her room, where we played with her various toys. Bella came down to play for a while; she helped feed Daisy, after pointing out that she'd only had two meals yesterday.

When Bella went back upstairs, I wrapped Daisy in a blanket and took her out to the garage. I sat on the floor with Daisy in my lap, handing hammers and wrenches to Rose while we chatted about gearboxes and crankshafts. When Edward began to play the piano, the music wafted out to the garage and Daisy went back to sleep.

Carlisle's POV

It had been fairly quiet at the hospital. As I drove home, I wondered what mayhem I would find there—I wasn't prepared for the peace and quiet. I found Esme reading in our room. "What kind of night have you had, love?"

"A very peaceful one, Darling." Esme beamed, delighted. "Rosalie has made real progress—she actually sat next to Emmett while Daisy was on his knee, and she's been back in the garage."

"That's a big relief. How's Jasper coping?" I asked, crossing the room to hang my tie in the closet.

"He was quite hungry after his efforts yesterday, so he and Alice are out hunting." Esme closed her book. Leaving it on the dresser, she joined me, reaching round to grab a light blue and white striped polo shirt.

"Good. They'll be back in plenty of time then," I said, throwing my button down in the laundry. "Is there anything you want to do today?" I pulled the polo shirt on, letting Esme smooth the collar.

"Some us time would be nice, I don't feel we've spent much time alone since Daisy arrived. I want to talk through some ideas for a new project. There's an auction next month and I'm interested in a couple of properties."

"I'll just go down and give Daisy's leg a quick check, and then I'm all yours until around two-fifteen. I've promised Rose to get them to the airport in Port Angeles for a flight at three." I found Emmett play-wrestling with Daisy. It was such an enchanting sight, our huge brawny boy being so gentle and thoughtful, that I lost myself just watching.

"Hey, Dad." Emmett brought me back to my senses.

"Hey, Emmett. I want to check Daisy's leg." Daisy kept nice and still while I checked her over, the leg was fine. "You're doing a great job, Son. Is she eating, drinking, and relieving herself regularly?"

"Oh yeah, lots of that!" he said, rolling his eyes.

"Good. I'll see you around two-fifteen, Emmett."

Emmett's POV

Two-fifteen. I looked at Daisy; at two-fifteen I was going to walk out of her life for about seven hours—a long time for her. I hoped Jasper could cope. Maybe if we got her to sleep first, it would help.

Rose had done a fantastic job of organising our trip. We had a flight at three to Boeing Airport, and a car booked to take us to the stadium for kick off at five past four. If all things went to plan we should land back in Port Angeles at eight-twenty, and even with Carlisle driving we should be home by nine. I was touched that Rose hadn't suggested staying overnight in Seattle and hitting the shops. It wasn't like her to pass up the chance to stay in a posh hotel and indulge in a little pampering. It made the trip even more special knowing it was all about me.

I took Daisy outside for some fresh air, as I was sure I'd heard that it helped with sleeping.

Rosalie's POV

I guessed that I might manage to put up with Daisy.

Last night wasn't too bad—in fact, if I was honest, I had a pretty good time. I could see now that Daisy would not always be so dependant on Emmett, and this afternoon he was all mine. I set about finding the perfect outfit, as I only had about five hours before we left.

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AN. I've rushed back from the IOW to post this in 2010. Who is going to be the first person to review in 2011?