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[A/N] My little Rosella story is coming to an end with this chapter. I want to send out big thanks to all of you, who have been with me from the start. It's so great to have such supportive and loyal readers. I wish I could hug each of you.

What's next for MyTwiDreams? Well, I've gotten a new job and need to handle a dozen things that come with that. I don't deal well with change. It scares me, but I believe that sometimes change can be a good thing. I'm going to take a break from writing for a while. Not long because, let's face it. Writing is what makes me truly happy. I might even give into writing my first OF. You can follow me on Twitter or Facebook to stay informed.

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**49**

"Thanks to all of you for coming." Rose said, lifting her glass of champagne up. "It means a lot to me."

She sipped on the chilled drink and sighed. Everything was going to turn out well. The only thing that bothered her was that Bella had been called to take care of a traffic accident. But that was probably the price you had to pay for dating a cop.

"Can I hold the baby?" Resha asked, tugging on Emmett's sleeve. "I want to hold him."

He shook his head. "Maybe, when he's a bit older, sweetie. Babies are very fragile."

Alice snapped. "He's a baby, not a porcelain doll. Let Resha hold him. Just show her how to hold his head the right way, okay?"

Emmett didn't look very happy when he placed the baby carefully in Resha's arms. "Put your hand under his head. Yes, like this. You need to be careful."

Esme nipped on her champagne. Then she rubbed almost tenderly over the wedding band on her left hand. It was almost like it had never been gone. A smile flashed over her face when she followed her new-old husband outside to enjoy a bit more of the sunny weather.

"Rose, can I come with you and help fixing the cars?" Senna asked, twisting one of her braids around her fingertip. "Rose, you promised, I could help you?"

"Sure, honey, come with me." Rose said, laughing. She placed the empty glass on the table and wiped her hands on her jeans. "I show you how to do an oil change."

She was just about to open the hood of Jasper's car when her cell started beeping. "Hey, Bella," Rosalie greeted her girlfriend. "Don't tell me you're not going to make it at all. Charlie should have gone to handle this accident."

Bella cleared her voice. "Yes, I know. Look, I'm sorry, I missed your opening."

"It's okay." Rose stated. "I understand."

"That's why I love you, Beautiful. Hey, the reason why I'm calling right now. The engine of the car here won't start, no matter how hard we try. Could you come here and tow it off?"

Rosalie promised to be there as soon as possible. She grabbed her own car keys and told the others to help themselves to more champagne while she was gone.

"Can we come with you?" Resha asked. "Senna and I want to come with you, right?"

The smaller girl nodded eagerly, biting her lower lip. "Please, Rosie."

Rose laughed. "Sure, why not. Just tell your parents, you are coming with me, Senna."

"Can't," the girl mumbled. "They are kissing each other outside. Why are they always doing that?"

Rosalie chuckled. "You'll understand that better when you are older, sweetie. Now, put your seatbelts on, you two. Okay?"

"We're not babies, like Georgie." Resha protested. She pressed her mouth against the window and steamed the glass with her breathe. Then she started drawing a flower with her fingertip.

It only took Rosalie a couple of minutes to find the place right outside of town where Bella was already waiting. She was leaning against the hood of a silver-colored car that was more rust than anything. No wonder this thing had broken down mid-road.

Bella fumbled around on her ponytail. "You were fast." She noticed the girls sitting on the backseat. "Why did you bring the girls with you?"

"Because, I have trouble saying no to kids." Rose told Bella before she hugged her and planted a kiss on her lips. "You look so hot in your uniform." She whispered. "I'd love to get arrested by you some time."

Bella laughed. "I think we can arrange something. Now, could you take a look at this car now?"

"Where's the owner?"

A faint hint of pink covered Bella's cheeks when she spoke up again. "Well, she's kind of standing in front of you."

"You bought this piece of junk?" Rose called out. "Are you insane? Who tricked you into that?"

Bella coughed. "I found it at Black's Garage when I went there to talk to him about his son."

"Black! I knew this dog had to do with it. Bella, please, how can you buy anything from that cutthroat?"

Sighing deeply, she walked around the car, letting her fingers glide over the rust-covered hood. It had once been a Mustang. That much she could still see under the countless dents and rust. She opened the hood, trying to take a look at how screwed up the engine was. Jeez, how could Bella buy a car without asking her first?

Then her eyes caught a tiny little scratch on the left side of the oil-smeared engine. She wiped it away, realizing that the scratch was shaped in the form of a little star. Her heart started pounding hectically. She remembered. She could remember how she had scratched the star into the metal a very long time ago. Her father had caught her before she could manage to add her initials inside the star.

"Oh my God." Her voice cracked. "You bought Dad's old Mustang! Oh my God, oh my God. Thank you! I love you so much."

She wrapped her arms around Bella's neck and kissed her beloved girlfriend passionately. "That's the best present anyone has ever made me in my entire life."

Bella smiled against Rosalie's lips. She kissed her again. Then she took Rosalie's hand and sank down on her knees. "I thought about getting you a ring. But then, I found the car and thought you'd like that better."

"Oh Bella," Rosalie whispered, trying to fight back the tears in her eyes. "You don't have to do this."

"Yes, I do." Bella stated, rubbing her thumb over Rosalie's wrist. "I love you very much."

"I love you too." Rose responded. "I love you because you always know what I want most."

Bella smiled and wiped a traitorous tear away from the corner of her eye. "Rosalie Lillian Hale, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Rose nodded her head, unable to bring out a verbal response because her throat felt suddenly a bit too tight to speak. "Yes," she finally whispered. "Yes, I want to marry you."

She pulled Bella up and kissed her, pushing the brunette against the side of the car. This was going to be the best day of her entire life.

A few minutes later Resha was about to lose her patience. "Aren't they done? It's boring out here."

Senna leaned up and peaked through the rear window. "No, they are still kissing."

Resha frowned. "Adults are stupid. All they do is kiss each other. I don't get why."

"My Momma says they do that because it feels nice. Do you want to try it?"

"Kissing? How?"

Senna tugged her feet under her knees and pouted her lips. "First, you have to close your eyes."

The other girl raised her eyebrow. "But how am I supposed to find your mouth when I can't see?"

Senna's forehead wrinkled in concentration. Then she placed her hand on Resha's cheek. She pressed her eyes together and leaned forward. The kiss was quick, merely lasting two seconds.

"How did that feel like?" Resha asked, opening her eyes again. "Did we make it right?"

"I don't know." Senna responded, nibbling on her upper lip. It felt warmer now than before the kiss. It was weird. "What is it supposed to feel like?"

Resha shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what it's supposed to feel like. Let's just play with my Barbie dolls until my mother and Rose are ready to go."

xxxx

Rose felt the water trickling down over her arm when the priest poured it over the baby's head. She smiled so big it was beginning to hurt her ears.

"Isn't my grandson a beautiful boy?" Alice's father asked, taking the screaming infant from Rosalie's arms. "Don't let other kids make fun of you because your name is George. It's the name of a future king."

Zafrina placed her hand on his arm. "He looks like Alice when she was little. Don't you think?"

Emmett wrapped his arms around his petite girlfriend and kissed her neck. "Yes, he does. That probably mean he's not going to be very tall. I need to teach him some karate or other stuff in case the other boys pick on him."

Alice laughed. She laced her fingers with Emmett's and sighed deeply. "Isn't it a lovely day today, Dad?"

Her father frowned. "It could be better."

Zafrina shook her head. "Don't do this George Brandon. I warn you."

He exhaled deeply through his teeth and played with the expensive looking watch around his wrist. "Look, I don't care how you Yankees handle these kinds of situations."

"Dad, stop it." Alice pleaded, taking the baby from her father to rock it against her chest. "You promised not to say anything."

"Don't tell me what to do Mary Alice. See, Emmett, I kind of like you. But where I come from, how I was raised. If you get a girl pregnant, you marry her."

"Dad, you're so old-fashioned," Alice mumbled. "Emmett and I don't need to get married because of the baby."

Emmett coughed nervously. "Well, maybe we should. It seems really important to your father."

"Just because you ask me, doesn't mean I'm going to say yes." Alice teased him. "Excuse me now. I need to feed the baby before my boobs are going to explode."

She walked off, waving her hand at Bella and Rosalie who were standing a bit further away now. "Do you want to have some champagne?" Bella asked, rubbing her fingers over Rosalie's wrist. The tattoo was already beginning to heal.

"No, I'm good." Rose told her. "Let's go outside in the garden. This is an incredible location Alice's father has booked for the baptism."

Bella nodded. "Mr. Brandon is shitty rich, even with all the money he lost with the blown-up deal with Volturi Jewelry."

Rosalie cringed when Bella mentioned Aro Volturi's cover company. "None of them is ever going to set a foot outside the state prison again. That's good, right?"

"It is." Bella assured her. "I'm so proud that you were brave enough to press charges against King. Who knows how many other girls you saved from him?"

Rose shrugged her shoulders. "Let's not talk about him anymore. Today's supposed to be a happy day." Rose stated. "Isn't baby Georgie just adorable?"

Bella hugged her fiancée and pulled her close. Then, they sat down near a little fountain in the hotel garden and kissed Rosalie's hair. "I think you are adorable. This dress you are wearing today makes you look so sexy."

Her hands moved down Rosalie's neck. "I love you. What do you say to March, next year?"

"For the wedding?" Rose asked. "We have time. There's no need to rush anything. I think Emmett wants to get married first, once he brings up the courage to finally ask Alice."

She cupped Bella's face between her hands and caressed her cheeks with her fingertips. "Do you think you can talk Charlie into giving you a day off next week?"

"Do you want to go somewhere?" Bella asked, planting a quick kiss on the tip of Rosalie's nose. "To buy parts for the Mustang again?" During the last weeks, Rosalie had spent every free minute she had with fixing the old car.

Rose shook her head. "No, I made an appointment at the hospital. Carlisle knows this beauty surgeon who claims he can fix my little…snoring problem."

Bella giggled. "I hope that's true." She mumbled. "But like I already told you, I don't mind sleeping with ear plugs."

Rose leaned over and kissed Bella's ear. "I love you for loving me the way I am, flaws included."

Bella took Rosalie's hands and pressed her lips against the pale knuckles. "You're my best friend. I'm such a lucky devil that I've fallen in love with you."

"So am I," Rose whispered. "Now, kiss me. I want to get a kiss from my gorgeous fiancée."

She fisted her hands through the tresses of long brown hair and touched her lips softly against Bella's. Slow at first, tender and careful until both of them couldn't manage to hold back any longer. Their mouth found each other again and again. How long until one of them would manage to pull away from their tight embrace? It didn't matter, because both of them knew they had forever to find out about it…