So, this is the exciting chapter! :O Be prepared to have your mind blown . And sorry for taking like Foreeeveeer to update!

Chapter 6-

Em POV

It was Dark. No one was around and the only sound that could be heard was the wind slowly making its way through the empty space. I stared at nothing until a pair of deep red eyes suddenly appeared. Strong arms wrapped around me and the wind sped up, hitting me at a great force. My name was being screamed, by my angel, from somewhere behind me but very slowly it started to fade away with my Rosie…

R POV –

I was standing in the bathroom adjusting my blonde wavy hair when suddenly screams could be heard from my bedroom. It was my Emmy bear. I leapt to the room to find him awake and crying so I picked him up and started rocking him gently.

"Shhh Emmy, you're okay now, Rosie's here…"

He soon stopped crying and had his tiny arms around my neck and his cute little head resting on my shoulder. I loved these days where I could have a baby and look after him. But I did come with a price, I missed my husband. Ever since I saved him years ago, Emmett and I rarely spent time away from each other, only hunting trips but they only lasted for about two maybe three days. It's almost been a week and all I want is to see my tall, dark, curly haired, muscular, handsome Emmett wraps his arms around me and spend time with me. It's weird to say I miss him because he's right here but it's just not the same. When I see him like this I see a baby, a cute little baby that I can look after but when he's his normal self I see a strong man that I can tell anything to and that I can hug and cuddle with. Emmett is special; I never cry or show that much emotion to people I know. I will not let anyone touch my hair or tickle me and I never tell anyone anything. I have my tough girl act on around people, even my family. But with Emmett I let him play with my hair and see me with messy or even wet hair and let him pin me down and tickle me. When I'm upset I go to him and just cry even though there aren't any tears. I tell him everything ad he always understands. He's my rock, he's my Emmy bear.

Emmett started fidgeting in my arms so I carried him downstairs to get his bottle of blood. I left him with Esme knowing he'd be in safe arms and went to the hardly used kitchen. I opened the lock on the fridge and inside was many bags of blood. I know you're probably wondering why there's a lock on a fridge but it's so Jasper doesn't try to drink it, he still hasn't got his thirst controlled that well yet. I took out one of the bags and filled a baby bottle up and then put it in the microwave so it would be nice and warm like it had just came out of the body of an animal. Once it was ready I walked in to the living room where Emmett was, thanked Esme for looking after him and gave him his bottle. In a matter of a few minutes the bottle was empty so I held Emmett, ready to comfort him for when the pain came. Soon enough he was crying and screaming while I was trying desperately to calm him down. These moments of when he was in pain didn't hurt only him but it hurt me as well, I couldn't stand to see him in pain.

Hours passed and I sat on the floor with Emmy, playing games and watching TV with him. It was just an ordinary day…

Em POV-

The day went by slowly and night eventually came. The whole family was sitting in the lounge casually socialising when a phone could be heard from upstairs.

'Ahhh, that would be my phone' Carlisle announced 'I'll just be a moment' and he went upstairs to his study.

Carlisle was taking longer than expected; I only thought it would be a phone call from work saying he has to go in quickly or work later than usual tomorrow but this call lasted longer than any of those conversations would have been. Esme decided to go see what was keeping Carlisle while the rest of us just carried on with our activities. A few minutes later Edward declared that it was getting late and he should get Bella home, they said their goodbye's and left me, Rosalie, Jasper and Alice in the lounge. I eventually got bored of the stuffed toy in front of me and looked around the room; the TV was turned off next to the open, warm, fireplace as soft music could be heard from the stereo. My toys were placed neatly in a corner next to the couch. Sat on the couch sat my pixie of a sister and Brother, Jasper; they were talking to each other as usually. I looked closer at Jasper; his eyes seemed darker than they were a few hours ago. Oh well, he's fine…I guess I spoke too soon, well thought too soon, because just at that moment Jasper went to go attack the blood filled Fridge. Alice quickly got up and grabbed him but Jasper was too strong and easily broke free from her grip so Rosalie stood up and had a go at wrestling him but in the end it took Alice and Rosalie to hold him down and drag him outside. So that left me, Emmett, sitting in the lounge, by myself…and the TV isn't even turned on! How disappointing…

The house was kind of intimidating like this, silent and big, kind of like it was staring at you, watching you. The next thing I heard was a rustle from the bushes outside the window in the living room, I thought it was just Jasper or someone trying to scare me but then it stopped. And then it happened again…weird, if it was Jasper then he would have jumped out already...but he didn't.

What happened next was a blur, a shadow quickly passed me and I could hear Alice shouting 'No!' from outside. Then strong arms held me and lifted me and then the air hit me like a ton of bricks. Bright and dark greens were blurring past me, making me dizzy. Footsteps were heard from behind but they slowly started to fade and so did the voice of my angel, she was screaming my name but then it stopped and my Rosie was gone…my family was gone...I was gone.