Rosalies Child chapter one

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"Please Emmett..." my voice trailed off as I began to wheeze.

His eyes stayed glued to mine as he made the decision, I have no recollection of ever seeing him so confused and heartbroken before.

So serious and lost in thought.

Never before had I even wavered on whether I should have taken this so far; and it's not that I want him to not do anything - it's just that I now realise how my desires had been put ahead of everyone else's - I hadn't taken into consideration anything Emmett would have to do.

I just assumed he'd do it in the end.

But now as I struggled to breathe just to keep my baby living I saw him waver between hurting me and hurting the baby.

I know how it goes against the grain to hurt your loved ones - to do this to Emmett would be...

Horrifying.

But he needed to do what Carlisle wanted him to do, painstakingly, I slowly reached out a hand to him, grabbing his wrist and telling him what I wanted with just one look.

Carlisle had explained that it could come to something like this, I had just hoped for the best and tried to forget about possible outcomes, but now was the time to think about it and as I saw Emmett stand up from me - the whole shape of him swaying in my messed up head.

I wasn't sure what he was going to do but my baby was quickly running out of time, smashing against my rib cage in its hurry to leave my body.

"EMMETT DO IT NOW! YOU'RE KLILLING THE BABY! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN GET IT OUT IN TIME!" even cool as a cucumber Carlisle's voice was dripping with fear, now I was truly afraid - I just wanted him to do something.

I couldn't manage a word, all the oxygen I was able to breathe in was going straight to my baby - none could be spared, not even to reassure my husband.

I watched as Emmett moved from my sight and now I didn't know whether he was leaving our baby to die or not.

Sobs began to course through my body uncontrollably until I felt the unmistakable hands of my beloved.

For one moment his hands were soft and gentle, as if it was nothing more than a caress.

Then suddenly his fingers drove themselves through my almost impenetrable skin; I felt the sting of venom as his teeth bit a pathway for what he was about to do - just below my back - around and underneath my stomach.

His hands were shaking as they placed themselves around my hips, I struggled to hold onto consciousness, Bella's face now in front of mine trying to reassure me.

He pulled with what I was sure must have been all of his strength.

And as much as I feared the pain I was thankful.

As the noise of a million smashing rocks filled the room and I screamed with all the air left in me I knew that I could take it.

As the pain seared through me causing me go into a state of deeper semi consciousness my vision now completely gone, and my hearing almost muted I believed that everything would be okay.

Because within those agony riddled seconds I heard a beautiful cry.

And I heard the awed gasps of my family; with any feeling I had left I felt my sweet child being lifted from my broken body.

So I don't really care what happens to me.

Whether I exist or don't I have finally fulfilled my lifelong desire to reproduce; I wish I could be a mother to my child but just knowing my child existed would be enough for me now, it hadn't before, but in these past few seconds I had realised the enormity of giving my child life.

And whether I see her or him I know that with a father like Emmett they will be just as special and perfect as there cousin.

I now truly know what appreciation is; how hard I have fought for this, Emmett has fought for this, and we deserve this.

I lost my grip on reality as blackness took over; maybe forever.

*A.N - this isn't the last chapter. What do you guys think - it's another cliffy and I actually cried while writing this [how sad] - the baby lives!