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I'm very sorry for the delay. I've been traveling for over three weeks due to family emergencies. This is a shorter chapter, but I wanted to give you something for the wait and another will be up shortly. I can't say thank you enough for all the support. I won't be updating as quickly as before, but I'm not going anywhere. Grazie.

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"Fuck You!"

~~ Vincent 'Vinnie' Antonelli, My Blue Heaven

Rosalie's POV

I was sulking in sweats in the kitchen when my phone vibrated with a text message. Dropping my spoon in the pint of ice cream I checked my message.

I'll be there n 5

I groaned to myself as I thought about what I looked like. I didn't know why Jacob was showing up unexpected. He was texting me a lot with everything going on. Other than sporadic updates from Mary Alice, I hadn't heard from anyone. I thought it was strange that Emmett was finally leaving me alone.

Since I only had five minutes, I decided fuck it, and I stayed on my stool eating my ice cream. Jacob had seen me looking worse.

"Hey." he said strolling in wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and a white tee. I allowed my eyes to rake over him as he did the same. I'm sure we were thinking different things.

"What's up?" I asked swallowing my ice cream.

"Thought I'd drop by." He said leaning over the counter looking at me.

"Nothing else to do?"

"Not if I have a chance to see you." He gave me a wolfish grin.

I knew it wasn't a good thing, but I liked it none-the-less.

"Hmm-mm." I responded taking another bite.

"Are you willing to share that ice cream?"

"Maybe."

Jacob moved around the counter and stopped inches shy of me. His black eyes raking over me momentarily distraced me while he stole my spoon. He grinned while he took a big scoop out of the container.

"Ass." I muttered standing up to put some space between us. Everything else in my life was complicated enough without the added Jacob drama.

"You love this ass." He said following me as I walked into the family room. I flopped on the couch and turned the television on. He sat down so close to me I could feel the heat radiating off his body.

"Want a bite?" He asked holding the spoon out to me.

I knew I wasn't thinking clearly when I leaned forward and closed my mouth around the spoon. I moaned as the cold sweetness spread over my tongue. I pulled back and licked my lips. I opened my eyes to see Jacob staring at me with eyes so dark it looked like he had stolen the night.

I matched his gaze until I couldn't stand it and turned back to the tv.

He shifted in his seat and watched the screen also.

After a while I was contemplating breaking the silence when he spoke first.

"Wanna catch a movie?"

I sighed and glanced at him. "I would, but I don't feel like getting dressed to go out."

"If you want to get out and not get dolled up, we can go to my place."

Probably not a good idea...

"Okay." I said standing up.

Jacob looked astonished I agreed so quickly, but was quick to follow me. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the house with him beside me. He opened the door to his Tahoe and waited until I sat down to close it. He jogged around the car and got in.

We didn't talk much on the ride to his house. Instead we listened to the music flowing through the vehicle. When he pulled through a drive-thru he still didn't speak to me, ordering for me on his own. Normally something like that would piss me off. I'm a head strong person. With my current mood though, I didn't really care. I would eat whatever. I was going to enjoy the time while I had it.

A few minutes later we pulled into the driveway in front of his little house in one of the middle class neighborhoods closer to out of town. The sun was setting in the sky painting the horizon with hues of purple and orange while the house was dark.

"Where's your dad?"

"I don't know, he'll probably be gone all night."

I wished he hadn't told me that. It'd been a while, and I was attracted to Jacob way more than I should have been.

We walked into the house with arms full of food. Jacob shifted everything to one arm while he unlocked the door. He pushed it open and waved for me to go in first. I stepped in and took in my surroundings. This was the first time I'd been in his house when there wasn't a party. The furniture was clean, but obviously not brand new. Everything didn't match perfectly, but it all fit well together.

"Put the food on the coffee table and pick a movie. I'll get us something to drink." He said disappearing out of the room.

I set the bags on the table and approached the small entertainment center running my hand along one of the many shelves filled with dvds. I smiled to myself looking at the large box tv in the middle. We've had flat screens at my house since they came out.

"Pick something?" Jacob asked walking in with a couple of sodas.

"Umm..." I said glancing over the selection. I felt Jacob step up behind me and reach around me plucking a case from the shelf.

"You can't go wrong with car chases and gun fights." He whispered again the shell of my ear and goosebumps popped up along my arms. He put the movie in and moved to the couch. I stood for a moment collecting myself.

"You gonna sit down?" He smirked at me.

Sometimes I thought he knew exactly what he did to me.

I retreated to the couch and left some space between us. We dug into the bags as the movie began and nothing else was said.

Edward's POV

I stood in the shower until the water ran cold. I groaned and got out, quickly dressing in a pair of sweat pants and made my way to the living room to check on my girl and the baby.

I found her asleep on the couch clutching the baby to her chest. Mary Alice was gone, and I wasn't sure what to do with them. Isabella couldn't be comfortable so I decided to move her to the bedroom. I quietly placed my arms around her and scooped her up, being careful not to shake the baby. Her arms tightened around the baby as I walked towards the bedroom.

I held her higher and balanced on one foot while I kicked the covers back with the other. I laid her down and pulled the comforter over her as she settled on her side with the baby hugged close.

Watching her act so motherly brought an emotion to my chest I wasn't comfortable with.

I don't know how long I stood there watching her before I climbed in the other side of the bed. I wasn't an expert, but I didn't think it was safe to have something so small in the bed with us. My body was dog tired and needed sleep, but with the baby in the bed I slept lightly.

I knew we would have to have a conversation with more detail soon.

Shortly after I dozed off my phone rang, and I reached for it blindly.

"What?" I answered gruffly, not looking at the ID.

Silence followed by movement. I pulled the phone from my ear to look at the screen. Emmett.

"Em?"

More movement, but no words.

"I'm tired and now you wanna fucking talk?" I barked causing Isabella to stir slightly.

"H-help..." Emmett's barely audible voice requested.

I sat up and held the phone closer to my ear.

"Where are you?"

Silence.

"Emmett, tell me where you are, and I'll come get you."

Silence.

I checked to make sure the call was still connected as I grabbed Isabella's phone. I called our tech guy and ordered for him to trace the call. I climbed out of bed and threw on some jeans and a tee. Isabella rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"What's going on?"

"I don't fucking know. I have to get Em. I don't know when I'll be back." I rattled off kissing her forehead and shoving her phone in my pocket. I kept my in my hand while I shoved my .45 in the back of my jeans and left the apartment.

"I'm on my way brother. Hold tight." I spoke to the silence as I raced through the streets not knowing where to go. A couple of minutes later the tech guy called back and gave me an address for a shady hotel on the edge of the city.

I was there in less than five minutes and yanked my key out as I barreled from the car. I marched into the front office and the same person was at the counter as the last time I'd been here. I didn't have to speak for him to give me the room number.

I took the stairs and saw the door just barely cracked. I pulled my gun out and pocketed my phone. I opened the door and swept the room. No one was visible. I walked in cautiously and scanned again, finding my brother in a bloody heap in the corner. I shut the door and checked the bathroom before I went to his side.

I grabbed his crimson, swollen face in my hands and turned him to me.

"Emmett?"

Nothing.

"Em? Brother?"

Nothing.

"Fratello?" (Brother?)

Still nothing. I shook him and waited for anything, but no sound or movement came. I felt white hot rage fill my body as my mind wrapped around what was in front of me. I dialed my father with one hand while I searched for my brother's pulse with the other.