Chapter 6 – RPOV

The next morning I awoke feeling tired. I hadn't slept well the night before, wondering what Savannah would look like and how she would react if she was there. In the end I decided I couldn't keep Emmett awake any longer so I went for a walk. I came back and went into Savannah's old bedroom where we had put a bed, and I must have fallen asleep because that's where I woke up the next morning.

"Mama, when is Audrey arriving?" Jess asked as I came down the stairs into the kitchen.

"She should be arriving at eleven, but you know Audrey and it'll probably be at about quarter past," I said shaking my head.

Audrey our babysitter was the best babysitter we'd had and the girls loved her. However, her time keeping was not very good so I always told her to arrive fifteen minutes earlier than when we needed to leave, which gave her fifteen minutes lee way.

"Where are you going?" Alice asked as she looked up from her cereals.

I looked at Emmett as I didn't expect this question from her.

"Well sweetie, Mummy and I are going out for the day as a surprise so I can't tell you or your mother would find out and it wouldn't be a surprise," Emmett lied.

I smiled gratefully to him. He really was the best husband ever.

After I had eaten or poked at my breakfast I went upstairs to get dressed. I stood in front of my walk in wardrobe looking at the rows of clothes. I had clothes for work, parties, casual, cleaning, sports; but I didn't know what to wear to the home where my daughter may or may not be. I sighed and surveyed a row of dresses.

Then I saw it. I hadn't worn it since I first met Emmett...

We were in Hyde Park, and I was having a picnic with some friends when a large chocolate Labrador came up and sat next to me; putting her head in my lap. I looked around for her owner when Emmett ran up: curly black hair, the body of a God and those adorable dimples as he smiled apologetically at me.

"Sammie, come here now," he had said sternly pointing to the floor at his feet.

My friends were nudging each other and I could hear their whispering clearly. I looked up to tell the man it was okay and I caught his eye. It was like a spark of electricity passed between us, and suddenly I felt breathless despite the fact that I hadn't moved.

"I'm so sorry, she's really friendly and has a mind of her own," he apologised.

"That's okay, she's a lovely dog," I said and I stood up causing Sammie to whimper.

"Would you like to for a walk?" he asked.

I looked at my friends and they nodded their assent and that's where it started. I suppose we had Sammie to thank. She lived a good life and died just before the twins were born at a ripe old age.

I picked up the red gingham dress, that looked so like a picnic blanket but it was a beautiful dress, which could flatter any figure.

I walked downstairs when I heard the doorbell ring, carrying my white Chanel bag and a white cardigan. I opened the door to see Audrey who was ten minutes late as usual.

"Come in, the girls are in the nursery," I said opening the door wider and stepping out of the way.

Emmett came out of the playroom then and came down the stairs. He stopped when he saw what I was wearing and a large smile plastered his face. He ran down the rest of the steps and gathered me up in his arms.

"I love you Rosalie McCarty, no matter what happens," he whispered into my ear whilst kissing me tenderly.

I breathed in his familiar smell and smiled into his chest.

"Audrey!" we heard the girls squeal from upstairs.

"Come on let's say goodbye," I said taking his hand.

Once we'd said goodbye to the twins who were more interested in showing Audrey their new Barbie palace we went out to Emmett's Jeep.

He drove to a small house near the edge of town and he parked the car outside along with a few others.

"You ready?" he asked me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I said opening the door and stepping outside.

We walked up to the door together and rang the doorbell. Emmett squeezed my hand reassuringly as it opened to reveal a middle aged lady with glasses on a chain around her neck like those librarians they stereotype in films.

"Hello, and welcome to Chesterfield house," she said smiling at both Emmett and I before continuing, "We're having a break at the moment so you will have to wait about ten minutes or so for the next tours."

I looked at Emmett, not sure if I could wait. I was so nervous I was shaking and probably looked extremely pale. Thankfully at the moment a girl of about twenty who must be an employee walked past and stopped when she saw us.

"Oh My God, it's Rosalie McCarty!" she said astounded and I blushed, leaning into Emmett's shoulder.

The librarian lady looked confused but the girl rapidly explained that I was a major designer and knew everybody who was anybody. That wasn't strictly true, but if it got us in earlier I was happy to play along.

When she'd finished the librarian lady looked flustered and apologetic.

"I'm so sorry, if I knew that we had a celebrity in our midst I would never have asked you to join the other adults. I'm Miss Macey and I'm in charge of this establishment. It would be my honour to give you a private tour now."

"That would be perfect, thank-you," Emmett said smiling his dazzling smile.

She led us into the house and we started in a nursery where there were a few babies being fed and sleeping. I didn't want to see the babies as sweet as they were. My Savannah if she were her would be older.

Emmett sensed my impatience and rubbed my shoulder soothingly. Miss Macey had moved on and was talking about the younger children and how they stayed in here but they got the older children to help out, as it was a good life skill. I wasn't listening and I just heard Emmett declining the offer to go inside.

I drifted around the rest of house until she led us to a room near the back of the house that was painted a hideous blue.

"...And this is where our older children do their homework undisturbed by the little ones," Miss Macey said, as I started listening and looked up into the room.

There were three children in there. A boy and two girls. One of the girls had dark brown hair and brown eyes but the other...

She had my honey coloured hair and eyes that were so like Emmett's. She was looking at us, and my breath caught in my throat as I met her gaze. My body stiffened.

"Rosie love, are you okay?" Emmett asked looking at me worried.

"It's her," I whispered and he looked in the direction that I was looking in.

Hope you enjoyed it and please, please review. Thank-you XxX