petrichor [rosalie hale] ✔

lxvi. you can rest now

"Hey losers," Kiara called out as she strolled into the house, kicking her shoes off at the door as the pack turned to look at her with smiles across their faces. Seth, Leah and Jacob were back at the Cullens but the rest of the pack had gathered at Emily's with the imprints and extended family.

"Kiara," Sue breathed out, her arms wide as she pulled her basically-adoptive daughter into a hug. "It's good to see you. Seth and Leah told me you'd be here soon enough."

The Clearwater siblings had made sure their imprints were okay after the almost-battle with the Volturi before they'd headed straight to La Push to soothe their mother. Sue had been through a lot, and Kiara knew that the woman needed to see her children.

Kiara pulled away from her with a smile, the corners of her lips twitching as she noticed the man sitting at the end of the table beside her father. He was actively trying to avoid her gaze and she couldn't help but bite back a laugh.

"Hey Charlie," Kiara murmured, the Chief of police nodding and waving at her. 

He was still reeling from the knowledge that not only was Bella different and that Jacob and Kiara turned into wolves... but it turned out there were at least ten others who did - including his girlfriend's children. That was a lot.

"I hope you're not giving my dad too much grief, Charlie," Kiara smirked as she sauntered over to him. "He wanted to tell you a long time ago."

"Not at all," Charlie said, trying hard to play it cool. "Just trying to wrap my head around all this...wolf business."

Kiara watched as Rachel moved away from Paul, and took a seat beside their father, placing her elbows on the table and leaning forward, a devilish grin playing on her lips.

"Don't worry, Charlie," Rachel said with a small smile. "It took me a while to understand it too."

"I'd lie if I said it wasn't taxing," he admitted, looking slightly amused despite himself. "But I guess... as long as my little girl is safe, I'm good."

"And everyone is good?" Emily interrupted from the kitchen counter, knowing that the wolves had assured her everyone was unharmed, but feeling the protective need to check. "Rosalie too?"

Kiara paused for a moment, her hesitation causing everyone to look at her in concern as her smile flickered for a moment. She looked at Sam who nodded proudly, having known of Kiara's plan and knowing she wasn't one to hold off.

"We're engaged," she blurted out, her grin widening as she shattered the loud room into shards of shock, silence and surprise.

There was a moment when time seemed to stall — and then it resumed again as if someone had hit play. The room erupted into chaos – or was it joy? - Paul whooping loud enough to wake the dead, Rachel jumping around the room, and Emily rushing forward to envelop them Kiara into a tight hug.

Sam and Billy stood back, proud smiles across their faces as they watched Emily and Kiara embrace, sharing a quick knowing look with each other.

"And to think I wanted to kill her like a year ago," Paul mused aloud, prompting Charlie to turn to him with a scowl.

"You... what?" Charlie asked, glancing nervously around the room but receiving only shrugged shoulders in response.

"It's a long story, Charlie. But it all ended well as you can see," Kiara said dismissively, not wanting to get into the vampires and shapeshifters long history. "Come along to our next bonfire, and we'll tell you the real legends of La Push."

"Let's toast to that then!" Jared roared from across the room, lifting up his bottle in the air as his other arm fell around Kim's shoulders. His enthusiasm caught on, and soon everyone was raising their glasses and bottles high, echoing his sentiment of happiness and union.