Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Bright Fire © Crash Hale 2010.
Warning, rated M for language, violence, and sexual references.
Edited by obsessedmom. Thank you so much, Ms. Wonderful!
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Ten Years Later. . .
I never thought I'd go to my high school reunion, but, Alice being pregnant and having her way even more so than usual, ensured I was definitely here.
I couldn't help it that the only thought I had about tonight was if Rosalie would show or not. I was nervous and felt like an ass for still having her on my mind after all this time. I'm sure she had moved on.
After she broke up with me and I went to my first year of college, I fucked a whole bunch of girls, having the worst time of my life and being even angrier with Rosalie for having done that to me. College was meant to be fun, and fucking hot chicks should have felt like the most normal and fun thing in the world.
My parents moved away from Forks, so I really had no need to go back there, but during the first summer break, all I wanted was to talk to her again and try my luck at getting her to come back with me like I originally wanted.
When I came back, I found out she was dating someone and that was that. I was done. Life caught up with me and I realized just because I wanted something to work because it felt like it should, didn't mean it was going to.
I was hurt and felt like an idiot. Since then I've had a couple of long term girlfriends. All of them good people and extremely beautiful, but none of them made me feel like myself the way Rosalie knew how.
So, here I sat at our table, having a beer and looking around every once in awhile for her. I was crazy, it had been too long. I didn't know what I was expecting, but more than anything I just wanted a fresh start with her.
I would move. I would do anything just for another chance. I was older now. I understood why she did it. She wanted me to have a better life, but she was wrong in believing it could be good without her in it.
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Standing outside my old high school, wishing for the courage to walk into my ten year high school reunion, proved to be challenging. I couldn't go in there and face those people. I couldn't face Emmett, especially if I was to walk in there just to have him introduce his wife or fiancée to me. It was insane that I thought I could see him after all these years and things would just fix themselves like magic.
I was the one that messed them up in the first place. I lived with the choices I'd made - the mistakes.
I took a deep breath and bit into my lip. If only I could take another couple of steps. If only I took Emmett up on his offer and went away with him. My life would be completely different.
Of course, I couldn't wish those things. I wouldn't have Alena if it wasn't for staying behind and becoming involved with Royce.
Sure, that wasn't the best decision I'd made either, but what good decisions had I made? I could only count one; Deciding to actually have Alena.
As the tears began, I turned and walked away from the school and back to my car. Dad agreed to take care of Alena for me tonight so I could finally have a night out to myself and have a good time.
I just couldn't though. So, I drove to the only place I knew I could be right now. I felt safe there. It was so easy to remember all the good times while alone in our old spot.
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"She didn't come," I shrugged, tying to put on an act that it didn't bother me as much as it did.
Alice rubbed my shoulder and gave me a sad smile. "At least you came, and now you won't have to wonder," she offered.
I nodded. "I'm just gonna go back to the hotel. I'll see you guys in the morning, don't stay up too late, it's not good for the little one," I told her and Jasper, forcing a smile.
Alice giggled and grabbed Jasper's hand, pulling him back inside.
I envied both my brothers. Edward and Bella just had twins, so they were home in New York where he worked, unable to come along with us. I was planning on visiting them on my way back, considering I wasn't teaching this summer semester.
While the hotel room was probably a smart idea, I wanted to go some place else, a special someplace else.
I hadn't been there since the last time I'd taken Rosalie. The drive down to the beach wasn't too long, and the open windows helped clear my head a little.
It was fucking crazy. I had no idea where all this time went. Seeing everyone at the reunion was like high school all over again. It honestly felt like it was just yesterday. Like I'd arrive to the beach any second now and Rosalie would be waiting.
I smiled at the though, even though sadness rushed through me. She'd obviously moved on, she probably wasn't even in Forks anymore. I was stuck without her. I had been for a long time. It was no wonder I couldn't commit to anyone.
When I parked in the small parking lot, I was surprised to see another car. At first I suspected it was probably a pair of teenagers, but the car was empty.
I made my way through some of the trees to reveal something I knew I was imagining.
I couldn't believe how the fact that I wanted this so badly, was actually making me see things.
Like an angel, she looked like she was glowing, her dress flowing around her body to the breeze.
I continued my walk, knowing she'd disappear soon.
What a wonderful fantasy this was.
And when she turned, sensing a presence, I realized it wasn't all in my head. She was actually standing there, right by the water with her feet dipping in.
"Em. . . What. . . are you doing here?" she asked.
I smiled, overjoyed and without a clue what to do with myself. "High school reunion, I see you're dressed for the part. . . Why didn't you come?" I asked, unable to keep my eyes off her.
She still looked like herself, only even more beautiful.
"I . . . couldn't face you if you were in there," she said, biting her lip hard.
I frowned at her statement. "I came all this way, hoping you'd be there too."
She looked away, clearly fighting off tears.
"Rose?" Without a thought, I pulled her into my chest and she began crying.
"I can't believe you're here," she mumbled.
"Shhh," I hushed, smoothing out her long hair. I forgot how soft she was.
"I miss you so much. . . I'm sorry,"
I kissed the top of her head. I had no idea what to say.
She finally pulled away after a few silent moments, wiping her face and looking up at me. "And I'm sorry I'm saying sorry now, I know it means nothing after all this time."
I shrugged, "Would you do it different if we could do it all over?"
"I don't know," she shrugged too and shook her head. "I lost you, but I gained someone else."
"Right," I nodded and stepped back, shoving my hands into my pockets. She probably married the fucking prick.
"My daughter, Alena… She's seven," Rosalie corrected.
"Oh. . ." There was a surprise. "Wow, another little Rosalie running around, huh?" I smiled, although I had the strangest feeling of jealousy and want in that moment. She'd had a child with someone else, and I wasn't a part of her life for so long. I guess I just expected - or hoped - for everything to be the same. Well, maybe not exactly the same. . .
Rosalie finally smiled. "She's really amazing. I like being a mom."
I nodded, "I'm sure you're the best mom." Seeing her in that role wasn't hard to do. She always took care of others, but at least now it was someone who deserved her love.
"Is her dad around?" There went that jealousy again.
Rosalie sighed, "Royce lives a couple towns over with his wife and their new baby. He's not very involved. . . We didn't work well together and he was anything but happy when I told him I was pregnant."
"I'm sorry," I sighed. "That sucks." I could never leave my child, even if I didn't get along with the woman who'd had them.
"It's okay really, it's better that he's not around," she told me.
I didn't know what that meant but I couldn't help but feel so lucky that I was actually standing here with her.
I reached forward and pushed some hair behind her ear. "You have no idea how much I missed you. . . I could never get over you." I didn't care that I was saying what I was thinking. I needed her to know.
And I loved that it made her blush, the moonlight enough to show all her beauty.
She took a deep breath and wiped another tear away before it had a chance to fall. "I really am sorry. . . I was so mean to you."
"No you weren't. . . You were looking out for me like you always did. I was just too much of a dick to admit that I knew it." Here I was, my life finally on track, and all because of her.
She sighed softly and easily slipped into my embrace once more.
"You're so warm," she told me. "I can't believe you're really here. . . I don't deserve this. . . I'm so happy you're here."
"Me too, me too," I whispered into the top of her head, "I'm sorry I ever left. . . I should have put up a fight."
She laughed lightly and looked up at me from my chest. "Am I still good enough to kiss?" she asked softly.
"You're too good baby," I told her, feeling like I might cry too.
I lowered my face down to hers and kissed her gently, her lips so fucking sweet. It had been ten years, but I could have sworn it felt like I'd been kissing her all this time.
We could fill each other in on everything later. Right now, I needed this kiss.
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"I have a blanket in the car," I told him, after the best kiss and embrace of my life. I had no idea where we went from here, but I was going to enjoy tonight.
His smirk was more beautiful than ever. I still knew how his mind worked, and I loved it. I loved his soul and every part of him.
I laughed, "I mean so we can sit down and talk - catch up," I explained.
He kissed my lips once more, "Okay, baby, a blanket sounds perfect."
"I'll be right back," I told him.
He grabbed my hand and I frowned, wondering what the problem was.
"I'm not letting you go again. We can go to the car together."
I hadn't smiled with such feeling in the longest time. I squeezed his hand and we went up to the cars to grab the blanket. Of course, there was kissing against the car, and I badly wanted him, but hopefully that could wait until it was right again.
Laying the blanket down in our old spot, he pulled me between his legs, wrapping his arms around me from behind. It was the most perfect seat I'd ever had. I moaned and leaned back against his strong chest, even stronger than it was before.
My blood was rushing through me with excitement, and although it was cold out, I was on fire.
"Can I meet her?" he asked, kissing my shoulder gently.
I nodded, knowing he meant Alena. "She'll like you."
"Good, 'cause I love her already. . . Does she look like you?"
I smiled and nodded again, "Definitely. Dad says it's like he's got the child version of me again."
"I bet she's beautiful."
"She's a good kid. I'm lucky."
He kissed my neck this time and I moaned again. "I've never felt this relaxed before, Em. . . I feel like I've been tense this whole time." I had found my home with him tonight, that easily.
"I told you, I'm not leaving your side ever again, so get used to it."
"Good." I knew he meant it.
"So. . . What was it like having a baby alone?"
"Dad was around. . . Well, I'd just gotten myself an apartment and I asked him to move in." I felt scared alone in it when Royce left me. Although, it was much safer without him in it. Perhaps it was the fear of him coming back while I was alone.
Dad may have not been the greatest parent but I knew he'd never let someone hurt me in front of him at least.
"Your dad is living with you?"
"You really are too good, you know that?"
I shook my head and turned back to him slightly, "He's my dad, Em, that's all that matters."
He took a deep breath before slowly letting it out. "It's just that your kindness really takes me back sometimes."
I didn't know what to say, or what he meant. Dad had taken care of me and stayed with me, it was my turn to make his life easier. He was retired now and could do what he wanted. He was great with Alena, even though he didn't like having the responsibility of looking after her alone like he was tonight.
I trusted him, it's just that I think he loved her so much it scared him that he'd mess up like he did with me. He wouldn't. We all made mistakes and found ways to make up for them. Alena was his.
"Tell me about you. . . Where you've been this whole time," I asked him, closing my eyes as the sound of the waves relaxed me even further.
"I ended up in Cambridge. . . I'm a professor."
My eyes opened and I looked back at him again, "Harvard?"
"Yeah," he smiled, "Kinda just fell into it, but I really love it. . . Plus it's beautiful, you'd like it."
I'm sure I would.
"What about you? I'm boring."
I bit my lip. "Lots of shitty jobs for awhile, but I'm working for an adoption agency now. . . Very satisfying career path." I was a lucky person, I could say that now and really mean it. Tonight made everything fall into place.
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I knew the knock against my hotel door the next morning was Alice's. Even her knock was cheerful. I quickly pulled some pajama bottoms on and swung the door open, pulling her in for a hug. Her stomach pressed against me and the baby kicked. It was amazing, and that kid kicked a whole lot.
"Wow," she laughed, "Morning Uncle Em. You're happy. . . Did you get laid?"
I laughed, "Nope."
"Okay, well, we're going down to have breakfast. Are you coming?"
"I'm actually meeting up with Rose and her daughter in about an hour, so I'm gonna pass," I said cooly.
"What?" she yelled, slapping my chest and making me rub the pain away.
"Hey, be gentle, crazy pregnant lady," I laughed.
"What happened last night when you left? Tell me everything!" she demanded, pushing me into my hotel room.
"What about Jasper?" I asked, knowing he was probably waiting for her downstairs.
She waved it off and raised her eyebrows, waiting to hear the story of how my soul mate was finally back in my life.
One Year Later. . .
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Emmett, happy birthday to you," Rosalie and Alena sang to me, seated across from me at my favorite park table.
Rosalie and Alena had made the pink cake and I loved it so much. I knew pink was Alena's doing. Everything needed to be pink in her presence. I'd even had the decorator do her room all different shades of it. I think it won me a special place in her heart.
I was happy because she had won most of mine the minute I met her. She was just as sweet and beautiful as Rosalie. We were incredibly lucky that Royce didn't put up a fight when Rosalie decided to move herself and Alena out of Forks to come live with me.
The guy had no idea what he was missing, but they were clearly meant to be my family, so it was good for me. Besides, I liked to think I offered more to them than he did.
"You get the roses," Alena told me, smiling.
"Thank you, beautiful, you can help me eat them though, they're so big."
She laughed, "I told Mom to make them extra large, and I know you like the frosting."
I shook my head and leaned across the table, "Come here," I demanded, giving her a big kiss on the cheek. "You're the sweetest girl in the world."
She giggled and began eating her piece which Rosalie had put on the pink paper plate.
I enjoyed the cake with my two girls and then Alena went off to play with some of the other kids while I went to sit behind Rosalie, the two of us straddling the bench, my arms around her.
She leaned back on my chest as she normally did, and I looked down at her, happy while seeing she had her eyes closed and a smile gracing her beautiful face.
I reached back into my pocket.
"I know it's kinda weird of me to do this on my birthday because you can't really say no to me today," I joked, "But I'm not taking any chances."
"What are you. . ."
I brought the ring around before her so she could see it. "Simply put, I love you Rosalie, and I don't want to ever spend a second away from you again. Please marry me?"
She took the ring from my hand, looking at it with awe before nodding her head, "Of course. Oh my god, Em, it's so beautiful."
I smiled and kissed her cheek, "Only the best for my baby, you know that."
She sniffled and turned to me. "I love you."
I smiled, feeling it and believing her when she said it. I leaned down and kissed her long and soft.
She moaned as the kiss ended, smiling still. I had it all now and no matter what life threw at me I'd always have Rosalie and Alena by my side - always be by theirs.
A/N: Thank you all for reading. Up next I'll be starting Just Like You's Sequel on my Irenella Courmett account for those of you interested, and I know Tornado Meets Volcano is doing very well and a lot of people want a full length story, so I will do that some time after the sequel is over. I think I can only handle one big story at a time. Thank you again, I have the best readers ever, you're all so sweet.