Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Time passed and soon it was years before I had been back to Seattle. Mom and Dad had come to Juno often to see Libby and myself, but we never ventured back. It was better that way and not just for me. It was better for Libby who didn't understand why her mother was never around and never called her anymore.
In the first couple of months away from Rosalie I was able to put my twisted relationship with Rose into better perspective. I was able to see what an asshole I had been and how I had used her to my benefit.
I hadn't just fucked her and used her will pussy as a release from the horrible marriage I was in. I used her as a spring board out of that marriage. I knew I would get caught. I knew Angela would figure it out that there was another woman I was seeing. I knew this because I never stopped Rosalie from marking me with scratches and love bites. I wanted her too. I wanted Angela to find out and call me out on it since I was too scared to just tell her I couldn't be with her any longer. It was cowardly, but it worked.
I made all of these major discoveries about myself and the fuckery I created when I tool Libby to counseling over her mother's lack of care. It was the counselor that suggested I may want to take him up on a session or two. At first I laughed at him, but then I finally caved and met him. Talking to Garrett was the most liberating thing I had ever done. It was in those meetings I was able to confess all my bad deeds. I was able to look at everything with clear eyes and see how I could have been better, should have been better, and now would be better going forward from here.
"Edward, are you ready?" my father asked pulling me out of my head as I thought about my five years here in Juno.
"I am," I replied with a grin since I was never more ready for this moment. I was on the verge of marrying the woman I had no doubt was destined to be my wife.
I met Carmen through Garrett. She was his wife's sister and h only other person he knew that was a single parent. Carmen was a widow. Her husband was killed while working on a fishing boat. We soon bounded over our daughters that were the same age and the best of friends in their preschool class. It took a while, but friendship turned to romance and I knew the moment I kissed her that she was meant for me.
"How are the girls?" I asked dad who was watching me as I adjusted my tie one last time.
"Beautiful and more than anxious to become sisters officially," he said with a laugh as he held the door open wider so I could see Libby and Tanya dressed in matching lavender bridesmaids' dresses and flowers in their hair. Tanya was going to stand by Carmen while Libby would be at my side. We had plans to not only say vows to each other, but also to our daughters in effort to bind us as a family.
"Don't forget when the music starts…" he said with a grin as I waved him off. I knew what my cue was and I was more than ready to marry the woman who was waiting for me in another part of the church. I had waited what seemed like a life time to find her and more than my share of mistakes along the way.
I peered out over the crowd that formed to with our union. It amazed me that so many of our family traveled so far to be here. As I scanned the crowed it as then that I saw her. I would know her anywhere. I would know Rosalie in any crowd.
I had left so she could have that life with Emmett like she wanted. At the time when I was getting ready to leave Seattle I wasn't sure of anything except that Rosalie and I did not belong together. She tried though. She tried to keep there before I left. She offered her love, her time and herself if I would just stay. She showed up to my work begging me not to leave and when I refused she told me that EJ was my son in hopes that it would change my mind. To her credit, it did. It made me stay and look at the boy who I had always suspected was mine.
He looked me with his eyes more green than blue and hair that was redder than brown. He was my son, but yet he wasn't. I was his Uncle Edward. I was the guy who bought him toys that his parents wouldn't let him have and who took him for ice cream whenever I could. I wasn't his dad, Emmett was. It was seeing him with Emmett that cemented that for me so I didn't feel bad about not demanding to have the paternity of EJ out for the world to see. Emmett was his father and a damn good father at that. It was after all of that, the being with EJ, watching him with Emmett; that I began to reconsider fathering another child with Rose for them.
The day I decided to go ahead with Emmett's request, because it was Emmett's request not really Rosalie's, I felt a somewhat good knowing that Emmett was getting what he wanted since if any one deserved that it was him. There was also the peace of knowing that my son would have a full fledge sibling in case there was ever a need for that in his future. It was a small relief, but one I was able to take comfort in.
The first month they tried with their at home kit that their doctor suggested I knew they would fail. It was too odd. It was me coming over to their house to beat off in their bathroom while Emmett waited for my cup of jizz to inject in Rose who was waiting, naked and with her hips propped up and spread eagle in anticipation of the cup of cum I would produce. It was the most ridiculous set up I had ever been a part of, but that was what was insisted upon so that's what I did.
It took two months of failure before Rose finally became pregnant and I was free to leave Seattle with Libby. I will never forget her coming to my office with a bright grin and a positive pregnancy test griped tight in her fist. She never looked more beautiful and when I told her that she blushed just for me.
It was bittersweet that since as she stood before me to tell me we had done it I realized that I loved her. I loved her with a crazy type of love that would never go away and had always been between us. I looked at her as she eyed me with her all knowing blue eyes and I knew she could tell as well. We parted ways that afternoon after a long lingering kiss and a promise made between the two of us before she ran off to tell Emmett their good news while leaving me free to go on with my life. I may have free to leave, but part of my heart was left with Rose and my now two children with her. Part of my heart would always be with her and our children.
Those first few months alone were hard. There were many times I regretted not pursuing something, anything with Rose, but on those cold nights I would remind myself that there was too much to lose by being with her. I would have lost my family over it. I would have lost everything; especially my brother and I had done enough to him. I had done enough to Rose and I couldn't bear to hurt her anymore than what I had so I stayed in Alaska even though my part of heart was in Seattle with Rosalie, EJ, and our daughter Cara Marie.
"Edward, it's time," my dad called to me pulling me out of my thoughts of a woman that would always own part of my heart before going to marry the woman that I was born to love.
"Thanks," I called to him as I took a deep breath before stepping out to face the small crowd of friends and family that came to witness the union of my life with Carmen's. Their smiles and sighs were welcoming as I stood there waiting for my bride. I looked out over the crowd and without thinking I sought her out. My gaze connected with Rosalie's and for a split second it was just us in the room before she looked away breaking that connection between us just as Carmen came into view reminding me of my future once more as she pulled me out of my past.
Thanks for reading! This was first shot at non cannon pairing… Not sure if I will venture down this road again, but if I do It would probably be Edward and Rosalie since I like them together best.