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Okay, there is a good possibility I can get two chapters uploaded tonight.. Can't promise y'all anything though..

As Rosalie was finishing up cleaning the dishes, Carlisle came in, leaning against the stove, wanting to talk to her.
"Rose, as your father in law, I am truly concerned. Emmett has told me about your... mmm recent behavior. Your lack of trust in him... Your unusual small appetite... Short tempers and mood swings. Why do you act like that, honey?" Carlisle said looking into her eyes.
"I'm just not feeling myself anymore. I don't feel pretty anymore. Truly I feel like a fat, hideous bitch. I don't mean to act that way. Everyone know I love Emmett. I truly do. I love all y'all, but I'm fine Carlisle, I promise. Ill snap out of it soon. It'll be okay." Rosalie said dismissively.

Later on, as the family was waiting for Alice and Jasper to return from the grocery store, Esme and Emmett were starting to worry.

"I wonder where they are... The store is not far away, and it's getting to be past lunch time. Emmett, cook up something for the kids to have. I'm gonna call Alice one more time." And what did you know, straight to voicemail yet again. Just then, Rosalie ran into the kitchen, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

"THEY'RE DEAD! Alice and Jasper... Car accident.. From impact.. Me and Emm... Tyler..." That's all Rosalie could say through her sobs before she collapsed..
"My little girl!," Then Esme broke down. By then, everyone was in the room.
"Auntie Alice and Uncle Jazzy are gone?!" Nessie ran outside to the backyard, climbed up the tree, sobbing up on the branch. Just then, Tyler ran into the kitchen, dragging his teddy bear with him.
"Why is eberybuddy cwyin? Where is my momma and daddy? Dems not see me dis mornin after dems put me in time out befows dems went to da stow..." Tyler spoke, utterly confused and oblivious to the situation. Carlisle's mind was racing. How was he supposed to tell his two year old grandson that his mommy and daddy are never gonna come home? How was he gonna comfort his daughter, wife, and granddaughter when he was about to break down himself? How was he, as the leader of the family, supposed to make sure everyone was okay, including Tyler?

Okay y'all, I've decided I'm not making another chapter for tonight since I'm pretty sure I have bronchitis. I know this one is short, but its better than nothing, yes? Ill do two tomorrow I swear if I can get at least 2 reviews! Love to all my fans!