The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: Gymnasium

Pen Name: maxandmo

Pairing/Main Character(s):ExB

Rating: M

Multi-chapter

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23. Gymnasium

Mrs. Cope was excited to transform the gymnasium into something out of Emmett's wet dreams. She arranged for a leather sectional to be brought in and set up, along with a giant flat screen television.

Carlisle got his hands on a special video of Emmett when he won the state wrestling title and knew that he was going to freak out when he was surprised with it that evening. Mrs. Cope also had a special video montage that had been shown at their wedding ready to play once his wrestling video was done. It would serve as a great reminder of all the great times the young couple had shared.

Carlisle's goal was to take their minds off of their recent loss, if only for a night. The love they had for each other was evident, and Carlisle wanted to make it a truly magical evening for them. Emmett repeatedly said that he missed being in a gymnasium so Carlisle figured he'd run with it; no pun intended.

Rose's continued health issues required her to spend a great deal of time recovering on the couch. She became addicted to video games and loved beating the crap out of Emmett and his friends.

Mrs. Cope hooked up an X-Box to the TV for Rose. She smiled when she thought of all the fun that she had with Mr. Banner playing the console. Many things could come out of fierce competition. They were due for some Modern Warfare very soon.

When everything was set, Mrs. Cope packed a basket for their dinner. Included was the wine that Carlisle insisted was perfect for them, along with subs, tortilla chips and her special salsa. It was her way to make sure the evening was extra spicy.

…...

Once their massages were done, Rose and Emmett met up with Alice, Jasper, Bella, and Edward. The guys had filled their girls in about what happened in the meadow with Mike. They were happy as hell that Edward beat the shit out of him.

The fact that the night treated Edward and Bella well was evident on the young lovers' faces. There was definitely something special between them. They couldn't keep their hands off of each other, and it was obvious by the way they were looking at each other that they were falling head over heels in love. Rose shared a knowing look with Alice and couldn't keep her mouth shut any longer.

"It's about time you ditched that douche bag. He's lucky he's not here or I'd kick the shit out of him," Rose said, focused on Bella's bruised cheek.

Not willing to make any excuses for the douche bag, Bella readily agreed. "You're absolutely right, I wasted too much precious time with that jackass." Edward squeezed her hand. He knew she was nervous about the future.

"And you," Alice pointed her finger at Edward, "Where's your popaboobaphobic girlfriend?"

Edward realized for the first time that he had no idea where Jessica was. "Good question," he said glancing around.

They heard a noise and turned around to see Jake back-flipping himself toward them. "Hello, my friends. Boss has asked me to give you da note."

He handed Edward the crinkled up piece of paper and back-flipped away.

Edward had the biggest grin on his face when he read the note from Jessica. She left! She. Left. "She left!" he exclaimed. "She's a Ben Cheney groupie." He pumped his fist in the air much to everyone's amusement.

"Dude?" Emmett questioned.

"You guys have no idea how many times I've wished she'd leave. I'm not stupid; I know about all of her flings, but she always tried to keep them a secret and hadn't found someone worthy of leaving my family for until now." He couldn't stop chuckling. "I love Ben Cheney!" he yelled out loud.

The rest of his friends looked at each other and smiled. "We love Ben Cheney!" they shouted in unison.

…...

Rose had no idea what to expect for the evening. Carlisle told her to dress for comfort. She pulled out her favorite yoga pants, a t-shirt and threw her hair into a ponytail. She knew Emmett had been frustrated with her as of late, but she just hadn't been in the mood for sex. Sex on demand for the purpose of procreation had pretty much taken all of the romance out of it. It had become more of chore; something Rosalie never thought would happen to them.

Emmett was thrilled for a night alone with his lady. If it were up to him, he'd drink a few beers, watch a game and then enjoy some sexin'. Unfortunately, things were rarely up to him. He needed to sit Rose down and tell her that he thought they should stop trying to get pregnant.

Honestly, he was scared to bring it up. He knew she felt like a failure and didn't want to upset her anymore by 'giving up'. He also didn't want to piss her off because that was way scarier than anything else.

Mr. Banner picked the couple up in his golf cart and brought them to the gymnasium. He opened the doors and handed them a note from Carlisle.

Friends,

I hope you have a magical evening.

Carlisle

Em grabbed Rose's hand and they walked in together. "Fuck yeah," Emmett said. "Look at the size of that TV, Rosie!" He took a big whiff of the gym. "There's just nothing like it."

As if the TV knew they were there, it turned on, and they saw Carlisle's face. "Hello, please make yourselves comfortable. You two are the only ones in the building so please use the phone on the wall to call the main house should you need anything. Enjoy."

Emmett threw himself on the sofa, and Rose did the same. There was a table set up next to them with the food and wine within their reach. Emmett opened the wine and poured them each a glass as they settled in.

Emmett's mouth was hanging open when he saw himself on the enormous screen. "Holy shit, Rosie! Look at me go!"

Rose had seen the video before, but she never shied away from seeing her man kick some ass. Seeing Emmett's joy made her happy. She knew things hadn't been easy on him either.

Rose felt herself naturally lean into Emmett, and he gladly put his giant arm around her. They watched him win the state title as if it were yesterday. They both laughed hysterically when they naturally started cheering at his victory.

"Cheers," Rose said clinking her glass to his.

"Cheers, my lady."

Emmett's gaze was locked on Rose's beautiful face, and Rose felt something stir inside of her that had been long sequestered.

They leaned into each other and shared a solid, meaningful kiss. The familiar music pulled their attention to the television once again.

"Oh my," Rose said in awe. "Look at us."

It had been years since they saw the evidence of their young love. Emmett looked at his wife in her yoga pants and ponytail and had never found her more beautiful. "Rosie, you're beautiful."

The montage ended with their wedding picture frozen on the screen.

Emmett placed his hand on her face, and when she looked at him, he saw nothing but pure love.

She pushed him back onto the couch, and he was momentarily stunned as he thought they were having a tender moment.

Before he could speak, she looked him in the eye and ripped her shirt over her head. "Take me, Emmett. Show me who's boss."

"Oh, hell yes," he moaned as he moved her bra out of the way and palmed her breast.

They pulled each other's clothes off with an awakened passion. Rose quickly straddled Emmett's sitting form and heated, frenzied lovemaking took over.

All of their issues and heartache were channeled into the wonton need they had for each other. They completely let go, and Rose's orgasm rocked her to the core.

Emmett had never felt such a powerful release. It was as if he was filling her with all he had to give.

"I love you, Emmet McCarty."

"You're my everything, Rosie."

They worked up quite an appetite and devoured everything, to include Mrs. Cope's special salsa. Rose already thought the evening was perfect, but when she spotted the X-Box with all of her favorite games, she was in heaven.

"Rose, go easy on me," Emmett fake-pouted.

"Not on your life, big guy."

They spent the rest of the night in fierce competition, which turned into Emmett bending her over the table, slamming into her while she told him to keep concentrating on the game. They took their rivalry out in passionate lovemaking, clearly making up for lost time.

What they didn't realize was that their relaxed and unplanned activities would later prove to have an outcome that they had both dreamed of.

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