Hi all. This part has some bad language in it, but it's appropriate for the discussion. It's Emmett saying it, so you can just picture a guy like him saying what he's saying. Anyway, just wanted to give you the heads up! Don't forget to review!

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Previously…

"Edward, everything that I am is yours, and everything that I ever will be too. We'll be together forever, and in all of that time I will never be able to tell or show you how much I love you."

Her lips met mine ever so gently, and staying the way she was I walked her into the house. I climbed the stairs and laid her on the bed, never letting my lips leave hers.

"I love you, my sweet Bella."

"And I love you, Edward. Always and forever."

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I ran into my house slamming the front door as hard as I could. I didn't care who heard me, the whole world could have heard and it would not have made one shred of difference. I was mad and my husband knew it. I was mad at him, I was mad at myself, I was mad at Carlisle for changing me and making me the way that I am, I was mad and pissed off at the entire world. When Rosalie Hale got upset, everyone knew it.

I stormed up the stairs and headed into the only room where I felt remotely myself. Not my bedroom, not my office or Living Room, but my powder room. It was the smallest room in the house and as I sat on the floor crying non-existent tears, I felt big. In my human life I always felt very small, and though nothing could physically hurt me as a vampire, it still was the one place that I would go out of habit, when something made me upset. It was the one place in the world that I could come and let my emotions out without anyone but my husband seeing or hearing. After all, Rosalie the vampire had a cover to keep up. I couldn't have anyone seeing the real me, the soft me, the side of me that could get emotionally hurt and battered.

I sat on the floor curled up in the fetal position with my head on my knees and my arms wrapped around my legs. I stayed that way for a few minutes then I heard the door open. This was Emmett's way of finding out if I was ok by what my response was.

"Get out, Emmett."

"Babe, you know that…"

I looked up at him with a glare.

"Don't call me babe."

He looked shocked. I normally loved when he called me 'babe'. The way that he said it was just unbelievably sexy and turned me on like a light switch, but right now, that was the last thing that I needed. He stepped inside the already cramped space and sat on the floor in front of me. He reached his hand up to mine and looked at me with a hopeful smile.

"Rosalie. I didn't mean anything that I said in there, sweetie. You know that. I was being, you know. Me."

"Emmett, that's not the point. You know more than anyone how sensitive I am about that subject."

"I know, and that's why we were talking about it while you weren't there. I was only trying to piss off Jasper, and it was working quite well if I do say so myself."

"Yeah, but in the process, you managed to really piss off your wife."

He put his finger on my chin and tilted my head up to look at him.

"Sweetheart, you know that I love you. I can be a jerk, I know…"

"You really have no idea just how much of a jerk you can be, Emmett Cullen."

"Touché."

We sat there for a few moments, just staring at each other defiantly. Emmett being Emmett decided that he had to break the tension.

"Rose, do you mind if we go somewhere else, 'cause this being cramped up in here thing is really not the most comfortable place for us to talk this out."

I relented, knowing that he really was trying to help. He didn't get like this often, but I could sense it.

"Alright."

He stood up and took my hand, helping me off the cramped bathroom floor. He led me outside and we walked down by the river. I loved to be outside, despite the perfect exterior that I felt obligated to present to the world. This is why I loved hunting as much as I did. Even when my thirst was quenched, I would always join the others because the feeling of being outdoors fascinated me. The sights, the smells, the sounds of nature amazed me to no end.

We walked down to the bench that he had made for me a couple of years ago. It wasn't anything fancy but he knew that I loved to come and sit here at night in the stillness. He sat beside me and held my hand for what could have been hours; I didn't really keep track of the time.

"Emmett, did I ever really tell you what happened to me?"

"You told me bits and pieces, but I knew it was painful for you to talk about, so I never brought it up. You don't have to tell me, Rose. I know it's hard for you."

"Emmett, you need to know why I got so angry with you. When I was human you know that I was engaged to Royce and that I was born into a life of privilege. My family was quite wealthy and I always had the finest things that money could buy. I guess that's why I always wear the designer labels now."

He pulled me nearer to him and gave me a kiss on the top of the head.

"You'd look hot in a paper bag, Rose."

I couldn't help but laugh. He always knew what to say to make me feel better.

"Thanks, I think. Anyway, he was very chauvinistic and wanted nothing more for me to be a trophy bride. That's why he chose me, so that he could have someone to drag around to his social events and parties. He had told me about two weeks before the… well, when I had been found by Carlisle, that the moment we got married he expected me to be able to get pregnant and produce him a son. He expected me to play the perfect little hostess to all of his friends and work associates, and as much as I wanted to be married and have a baby, I didn't really want him. He had become ugly to me, Emmett. I don't mean that he was physically unattractive because he was physically quite handsome, but his character had become so unappealing to me that it almost repulsed me to be with him."

I could feel Emmett getting tense beside me hearing about the man that was supposed to love me forever and who ultimately resulted in my change. I squeezed his hand a little.

"Are you ok hearing about this, Emmett?"

He nodded his head silently, his eyes looking across the water as I continued.

"Well, when I had gone to visit Vera and her family that night I had walked home alone. I remember I was wearing a beautiful sun dress. It was so nice outside that instead of hailing a taxi I decided to spend the time outside and walk. It was ultimately my downfall."

"Rose."

"Yes, Emmett."

"I'm going to say something and it might sound weird, so please let me finish before you say anything or slug me, ok?"

I smiled.

"Ok."

"As badly as I want to hit something right now for that asshole making you hurt the way he did, I kind of am thankful. Before you say anything, let me explain. You promised."

"I did. Go ahead."

"Well, if he hadn't been the jerk and a half that he was, number one Carlisle would never have found you. Secondly, you would never have found me, and thirdly I would never have been as insanely happy as I am right now. So, technically, I owe the jerk for being, well, a jerk."

I smiled and shook my head.

"Though I'm still kinda pissed at you for killing him 'cause there's nothing that I would like to do more right now than take a bite outta the little shit."

I slapped him softly on the arm.

"Emmett."

"I know, I know."

"Anyway, he and his friends had been out drinking that night and we ran into each other and what happened that night was something that I will never be able to forget. I was bruised, beaten within an inch of my life. My eyes were so swollen I couldn't even see who it was that was…"

He clenched my fist. His anger was getting the better of him.

"Don't say it, Rose. Please don't say it. Of the entire story of your change, that is the one part that I simply can not stand."

"Ok, Emmett. I won't say it. But it did happen; I just don't know which one of those men it was."

We sat for a few moments in silence taking deep, unnecessary cleansing breaths.

"I know that you don't think that way, Emmett. I just feel that sometimes I'm expected to be the trophy and it can get overwhelming."

"You don't have to be a trophy, Rosalie Lillian. As long as you'll always be my girl, I'm a happy man."

"Emmett."

"Ya."

"I'm sorry that I yelled so much at you back there at Carlisle and Esme's."

"It's ok, hon. I knew that you knew I was only kidding around with the boys. I seriously was just trying to piss off Jasper, you know."

I smiled at him and laughed.

"He did look kinda pissed when I walked in the room. Almost as pissed as I'm sure I looked."

"No, after you walked in, he just looked confused."

"He always has that look on his face though."

He laughed at my observation.

"True enough. So are we, you know. Ok?"

I nodded my head against his shoulder and used his favorite expression.

"Yeah. I think we're cool. Thanks for bringing me down here tonight, Emmett. It means a lot."

"I kinda figured that you needed it, so it just seemed right to bring you down here. Besides, this way now that we're cool again, I can carry you back up to the house."

"I can walk, you know."

"Yeah, but I'm Emmet Cullen, and I'm strong like bull."

"Full of bull is more like it."

"Grizzly actually. Shall we?"

I stood up and he carried me through the forest to the front door of the house. I opened the door for him and he walked in, me still in his arms.

"Emmett, can you do something for me?"

"What's that?"

"Call me babe."

He smiled at me. He knew what it did to me when he called me that.

"You got it. Babe."