The stiff and uncomfortable silence of the small group of people was suddenly disturbed by a loud snort of laughter.

A bright shade of red stained Bella’s cheeks and she buried her face in her hands, she bit her lip and wished the ground beneath her would open up and suck her inside it.

“Oh. My. God,” she said in an upset voice, while she seemed near tears.

“Holy shit,” Emmett said trying to repress his laughter, he hadn’t meant to snort, he knew it would embarrass his little sister but he hadn’t been able to stop himself.

There was a loud noise, almost as if a bat had been dropped on a cement floor, and Bella heard Emmett hiss in pain.

“Shut up, Emmett,” Rosalie said in her beautiful and yet scornful voice.

Bella felt two cool, and strong hands reach down and rest on her shoulders. She looked up from where she sat in the cold, wet snow and saw the bright and uncommonly warm eyes of Rosalie.

The blonde vampire moved and took the long white, knitted shawl off her shoulders and wrapped it around Bella’s waist.

“Rosalie?” Bella asked uncertainly, not sure why her newest predicament had warranted the kind gesture from Rosalie. The delicate way that Rosalie lifted Bella up, had the girl staring almost slack jawed at the blonde.

“Let’s get you inside before Emmett has the chance to say anything else stupid,” Bella blushed a brilliant shade of red as she heard Emmett receive another smack to the head, this time from Alice.

“But, why are you…?” Bella asked trailing off at the end. Rosalie smiled down at her and then her eyes moved to the ring sitting on Bella’s left hand ring finger.

“You’re family now,” they went up the stairs to the second floor of the Cullen home. Rose carried Bella to hers and Emmett’s room, and then moved to sit the human girl on her large cushioned leather couch.

“I don’t know what all I have that would fit you,” Rosalie had a longer, and curvier body than Bella had, but she was sure that she would have something. She had of course considered getting something of Alice’s but she was too small, and then Esme’s clothes would fit Bella about as well as anything Rose had.