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Angel's Shelter

Rosalie was left broken and bleeding in the street. When she was changed, her body was healed, but the wounds in her soul were left to fester. Emmett loves her with all his considerable might. Can he reach past the pain to heal her heart? Image Hosted by ImageShack.us Banner by the amazing Iris!

One-shot Rosalie/Emmett. Read and review, and I'll review for you. Emmett will bring you a grizzly bear!

1. Angel's Shelter

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Cheerful. "Hey, Rose!"

Gentle. "What is it, Emmett?"

Sweet. "Rose, it's only been a year since you saved my life. I apologize if I'm bein' too forward, but… you're the most beautiful woman I've ever known."

To herself. "I don't need one more person to tell me that."

Careful. "Inside and out, Rose. Not just that face of yours, though it's somethin'. Look, Rose, I know you ain't happy. I just wish you'd tell me why. I want to help you."

Shy. "I can't."

Firm. "I love you."

Shocked. "What?"

Kneeling. "I love you, Rose. Will you marry me?"

Silence. Then… "I can't."

Sadly. "Why not? I thought you said you and Edward…"

Laughing. "Don't be silly. He's nothing more to me than an extremely annoying little brother."

Even more crushed. "Someone else, then? Or is it just that you don't care for me?"

Instinctive. "Oh, no. No, Emmett. No one. I… I love you too."

As surprised as she is, "Don't lie to me, Rose… Rosalie. We can still be friends."

Desperate. "No! Emmett, I'm not lying to you."

Skeptical. "Why, then? I know you're so beautiful, and I'm sorry if I…"

Reluctant. "Let me explain."

Gentle again. "All right."

Regaining some of her assurance. "Come on, stand up. Come sit with me. I can't stand to watch you kneel there."


Afraid. "I can't marry you because I'm not good enough. You're so kind and good, and I'm not. I'm a dirty, vile monster…"

Sorry. "Rose. Oh, my Rose. Who told you that? They're so wrong. You are beautiful, and kind, and strong. I adore you, Rose. You are an angel. And in case you're forgetting, I'm a monster too."

Angry. "Don't remind me!"

Winding an arm around her shoulder. "Hell, I'm sure glad you changed me, Rose. I'd be dead otherwise."

Terrified. "Emmett, move your arm. Please. I'm sorry."

Hurt again, though he tries to hide it. "Won't you tell me?"

Fearful. "You'll hate me."

Sure. "Never. Nothing could make me do that. I love you."

Ashamed. "I can't marry you because… I know times have changed, but still… I'm not… I can't… Emmett… I'm not a virgin."

Relieved. "Hell, Rose, you think I give a damn? It's 1940 now, not the dark ages. I just wish I knew the lucky fella. Mind if I kill him for ya?"

Closing her eyes. "I already did."

Shocked. "Rose?"

Quieter still. "All of them."

Nonchalant. "How many?"

Almost silent. "Seven."

A heavy silence.

Terrified. "Not like that, Emmett. Maybe I should have said this part first, but I'm so afraid. It's so hard."

Pained, but he knows she needs him. "You can trust me."

Inaudible. "I was engaged to a man named Royce. My parents were so happy. I was beautiful and young, and so happy. He was handsome and good to me and so happy. So very happy. I was walking back from a friend's house. We'd been planning my wedding, and I was looking forward to having everyone's eyes on me. And then… I walked past seven men, drunk, well-dressed. One of them was Royce. He called me over to them, and I went. They… he… I…"

Horrified. "You don't have to say it, Rose. Did he…"

Whimpering. "Them."

Carefully gentle. "All of them?"

Loathing herself. "Yes. That's why I was changed. Carlisle found me after, dying on the street… Oh, Emmett. I'm sorry. I wish I was someone who you could love. Not filthy..."

Angry. "Rose, oh, Rose, I'm so sorry. If he weren't dead already, I'd kill him. All of those, those, those bastards. But him most painfully. How could they do that to you?"

Flinching. "You're so kind. Too kind. I thought…"

Teasing, always teasing. "I think, Miss Cullen, that I'm a touch offended. You didn't want to marry me because you thought I'd hate you? What kind of man would that make me, to love you any less cause of what someone did to you? Cause you didn't do anything, Rose. I know who the real monsters are. And now I know how much you need me… Almost as much as I need you. Please, Rose, say you will."

Confused. "Will what?"

Hopeful. "Marry me."

Breath. "I'll try."

Accent becoming stronger with the emotion. "It's real hard for you, ain't it, Rose? Lovin' me? You're scared?"

Cold smile. "Yes. It scares me stiff."

Touching her. "I won't never hurt you, Rose. I love you. Forever."


Snuggling into his arms. "I believe you. That's nothing like how he used to kiss me."

Joking. "Well, you don't have to worry 'bout somethin' happenin' to you again. Think anyone'd mess with my girl?"

Happy. "Not likely, Emmett."

"Rose, look. I will never hurt you, or allow you to be hurt. I know you're a vampire, and strong, but still I will protect you. I love you very much, Rose. I will always keep you safe. You can trust me, you can count on me."

Softly. "I do."

Reluctantly. "And… Rose, I understand if you're not… not ready for some of the… the things that go with marriage. If you don't want to, that's all right."

With faltering strength. "I can try."

Chuckling. "Rose…"


"I love you. You are an angel."

"I need you. You are my shelter."

Clinging together.




Beauty and strength.

The broken angel has found shelter.