Disclaimer: SM owns all things Twilight; I just dabbled in her world and hopefully didn't fuck it all up!

Edward:

The move from Chicago was a bitch. My ex had run off with her drug dealer and was now out somewhere working a street corner. Thanks to Jasper, my attorney and my sister Alice's long-time boyfriend, the divorce was swift and my assets escaped unscathed.

Jane had her rights as a mother removed, and to protect my daughters, we decided to move back to Seattle. My mom and dad were thrilled, because they have missed me and the girls so much, since Jane's parents tried to sue me for custody, claiming that I was some abusive controlling freak that forced their daughter to "snap."

After the six month court battle over custody, and the relentless dedication of Jasper Whitlock, and his sister Rosalie Hale, who was probably the best PI that I could ever imagine. We won our case.

After a quick phone call to dad, a few real estate arrangements, I was back home for good. Shortly after we arrived, my mother, who was a retired interior designer and socialite had my new house all ready for this fresh start.

My parents, Carlisle and Esme Cullen, have been happily married for almost thirty five years and were still so much in love, that one almost got a toothache from the syrupy sweetness of their love.

My father was Chief of Staff at Seattle Grace. He arranged my new position as Chief of Surgery which I would begin on Monday. I was the youngest surgeon to fill that position in the history of the hospital, but the Board of directors had so much respect for my father, that they hired me to the position with absolutely no hesitation.

I graduated as Valedictorian from Northwestern in Chicago at the age of twenty two. I finished my residency and surgical fellowship in a short three years. Now at the ripe age of thirty, I had built my reputation as one of the best neurosurgeons in the nation.

Thus, I was not only highly sought, but I was also a Cullen. My family was easily the wealthiest family in the nation, since my mother's grandfather Edward Masen founded the First National Bank of Chicago, and was a member of the board of Trustees at Northwestern for thirty years. his son Anthony Masen, in turn founded the Masen Foundation, which helped fund many philanthropic endeavors, and provided funding for inner city schools to provide music and art programs.

The Cullens of course were world-renowned business tycoons, until my father became a pediatric surgeon. He was the only son of Marcus and Vanessa Cullen. My dad's little brother Edward still runs Cullen Enterprises, but my dad is a silent member of the board.

So in other words, I was so incredibly wealthy, between my own accomplishments, good investing and trust fund, that I could be some billionaire playboy if I so desired, but I really enjoyed my job, well maybe not the guts and gore of it, but the reward of knowing that I made a difference.

Jane and I met through a mutual acquaintance, while I was serving my surgical fellowship. She was the daughter of Aro Volturi, news mogul and philanthropist. Jane and I dated and although I never really loved her, I was tired of being alone, so after two years, we got married. She quickly became pregnant with the twins, and after their birth she made me hire a nanny.

I should have known that she wouldn't have made a good mother, with her drinking and partying ways, but I thought she stopped all of that when we got together. I was wrong. I was working a lot, so I never noticed the frequent multiple day absences or the days of drug induced stupors that she was prone to having.

We started arguing when my accountant contacted me about my wife's attempts to access restricted accounts. Thank God for pre-nups!

I called my sister Alice distraught and unable to figure out how to protect Liz and Maddy from their mother's eccentricities, and that's when Alice mentioned Jasper's sister Rosalie. Rose was every guys' dream. She was tall, beautiful and blonde. she looked like she could rock the cover of the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition, and she was better with cars than any mechanic ever dreamed of being. Rose was a bitch too. She was a hard-ass. she was also a PI.

Alice brought her up when I mentioned a few of my theories as to why Jane was spending money like water lately. Alice mentioned that having Rose nose around would give me my answers and plus it would allow me to have some proof of her misdeed's or behavior in case of my needing such information in the future.

Rose quickly found that Jane had been using drugs and sleeping around for my entire relationship. I was livid at first, but then I called Jasper and began setting things up to lead me to my current status of single father.

I looked around my new condo as I sat there in my music suite, my hands ghosting over the keys as I played, lost in my thoughts. I wonder if I'm damned to be alone! Will I ever meet someone who will love me and my girls the way we deserve?

Little did I know that my life was about to be caught in a whirlwind!

Bella:

UGGH! I hate my hair! I can't get it to calm down today. It's the first day of the new school year, and it's my first teaching job since I graduated from UW with my Master's in Elementary Education.

I remember how excited I was when I got the call from Ms. Cope, the principal of Pineview Elementary. I had interviewed with her at a hiring fair my College hosted for all outgoing seniors, but had yet to hear anything more. I was going out of mind since not only had Pineview not called me back, but none of the schools had. I was beginning to think I was naive to think that i could quit my job at my ex-boyfriend's store. Newton's was a sporting goods store chain in the Olympic Peninsula. Mike Newton was the son of the founder. His dad retired three years ago and Mike became the boss.

I had been dating Mike since my freshman year of college, and i worked fro his dad since I moved back to the rainy little town of Forks, Washington from Phoenix, Arizona, during my junior year of high school. My mom and dad had split up when I was four, and my mom took me to live with her. She got remarried that year and I didn't want to see my mom and my new step-dad (who was only four years older than me) get it on, so i called up Charlie, my dad, and moved back to Forks with him and my older brother Emmett.

Emmett was my over-protective jock brother who had missed me like crazy. Charlie, Police Chief, was a quiet man's man. He fished, drank beer, and watched sports. He and Emmett needed my influence or the house would have smelled like crap and they were both going to end up in a morgue, dead of a heart attack from all of the meat and junk food. I quickly became the cook and maid service, since if I didn't do it, then who would?

I worked part time at Newton's and read my books. My only friends were Angela Webber and her boyfriend Ben Cheney, Jacob Black, and Jessica Stanley, who I found out recently was not my friend at all.

Angela was the only girl I got along with besides Jess. Angie was tall lithe and graceful, with medium skin and dark hair standing out to the quiet steel grey of her eyes. Angie was shy and quiet until I got to know her and then she was like the sister that I never had. She had a huge crush on Jake's best bud Ben Cheney and finally started dating him about a month before I met her.

Ben was a police officer in Seattle. he was on the SWAT Team and was a highly decorated member. In high school he was a running back on the football team and a captain of the hockey team. Ben was short and stocky, but once again not nearly as big as Em. He had dark hair and dark eyes, with an easy smile. It was quite easy to see why Angie fell so hard for him.

Jake was my best friend. he grew up with Emmett and Ben, but Jake was always soft on me. He was 6'7" but much thinner than Em. Jake restores classic cars and works as head mechanic for a chain of garages that Em invested in. Jake was tall dark and handsome. He went through girls like Oprah goes through Ding-Dongs.

Mike was nice looking and seemed to be an alright guy, so when he finally asked me out, I dated him. Mike was boring, but comfortable. We kissed, we held hands, but we never did more than that. He tried to get me to feel bad about that, but i just told him I was saving it for marriage.

Mike came home drunk one night and tried to rape me, but Emmett was sleeping over, and totally beat the hell out of him. Nobody messed with Emmett Swan! Em was 6'4" and built like a deisel truck. He was a line backer for the Seattle Seahawks and led the NFL in sacks per quarter.

I moved into the guest house at Emmett's and I've been there ever since. Mike tried to bring me home again a few weeks ago, but I think Ben, Jake and Em "persuaded" him to leave me alone. I filed a restraining order and Charlie...well, let's just say that I don't think Newton will be bothering me ever again.

Angela, Ben and I share Em's guest house. I stood there in the bathroom, finally pulling my hair back into a ponytail and applying a quick smoky look to my eyes using shadow, liner and mascara. I then used my strawberry lip gloss and took one last look in the mirror, before starting out the door with my purse and my satchel in hand. I got into my beat up jalopy and prayed for the engine to start. No dice! I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I called the school to inform them of my stroke of bad luck. Shelly Cope simply told me to relax and get there when I was able.

Ben sent a buddy to the house with a jumper kit and got my engine running. I drove to the school a bit more aggressively than I normally would, but I made it finally. Shit! 15 minutes late! Can I not catch a break! My boyfriend turned out to be some kind of asshole, my car won't fucking start and top it all off... BUMP!

A silver Volvo SUV bumped lightly into my rear bumper. My engine immediately began hissing and billowing steam. I muttered, "Just fucking great!" I reached over to grab my pen and a notepad so I could get the driver's insurance information.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened my door to get out. Right as I tried to stand up, I hit my head on the door frame and tripped over the floor. As I waited for the inevitable bite of the concrete scraping my shins and palms, two strong arms caught me and held me in place. As soon as the touched me, I felt a tingly jolt of electricity shoot through me. His hands were large and masculine, but with long and graceful fingers.

He righted me and I turned in place to see the most breath-takingly god-like figure of masculinity I have ever beheld. He put Jake to shame. His bronze colored hair had a just been fucked look that begged for me to run my fingers through it. His eyes were the deepest emerald green pools of light that beckoned me closer. I wondered what it would be like to see those eyes staring up at me from between my now slightly aroused lady parts. His scent was unique like earth and spices. It called to me. I blushed furiously as I felt the heat rise into my cheeks.

"Are you okay, Miss?" He asked in the most velvety deep sex-dripping voice I have ever heard. His brow was lightly furrowed as his face showed a slight concern for my lack of ability to talk or move and possibly even breathe.

"Um- you hit me in the rear, so I need to get your insurance information." Real smooth there, Swan. I bet you wouldn't mind him being anywhere near your rear now would you?

"Yeah- Sorry about that. Are you sure you're okay, because I'm a doctor and I can see that you are definitely flushed. Does anything hurt?" Doctor Sexy...sure you can play doctor with me anytime. I know just where you can kiss and make it ALL BETTER!

"Maybe it's because you just rear-ended me on my first day after I had car trouble, and am more than fifteen minutes late." I responded irritated more at my body's responses than the actual accident. None of that was his fault.

"I'm sorry. It's my first day at my new job, too. My name is Edward Cullen by the way. I start at Seattle Grace as the Chief of Surgery. We just moved from Chicago this summer...and I'm telling my life story to the lady whose car I just totaled." He trailed off running his fingers through his hair as I was so longing to do.

"Bella Swan, I'm the new kindergarten teacher. Why didn't Mrs. Cullen bring them to school this morning if you are in such a hurry." A bit harsh much? Besides someone like him has a gorgeous wife at home and or at work somewhere. I'm just trying to keep my brain from inventing some fantasy so I can finally get to work. Off limits, no more problem.

He winced slightly and a look of pain and sadness washed over his gorgeous face, quickly replaced with one of anger and mild irritation, "Not that it's any of your concern, Miss Swan, but Ms. Cullen chose to stay back in Chicago and left me with two five year old daughters to take care of. I'm glad to see you are unscathed. I will be right back with a cop0y of my insurance card. However, by the looks of this dinosaur I'd say you won't get much for it."

He paused, and continued while I continued to focus on the Ms. as in divorced, as in single, Bella's ovaries reporting for duty! I'll gladly fill the vacated role in that household! Who the fuck would be crazy enough to give up sleeping next to and waking up next to THAT every night and morning?

"I will call you a wrecker and have this hauled away to the graveyard, and I'll pick you up this afternoon, buy you some dinner and a new vehicle. It's the least I can do for my girls' new teacher, since I am responsible fro your transportation issue, and you need to be able to make it to school to teach the children. I bet my insurance company wouldn't give you enough to buy a new tire for that thing. This way you get a new vehicle and a free dinner and ride. What do you say Miss Swan, is it a date?" WHOSA WHATTA HUH? Did Dr. Fuckmehard just ask me out on a date and offer to buy me a car?

With my mind screaming no my voice squeaked out an excited, "Okay!"

He smiled a crooked smile that set my body on fire and completely soaked my panties. "Great! Um- I mean- okay. I'll see you after school."

"I'll be here." I responded as I rushed toward the building. Bella's got a date with Dr. Fuckmehard! Hallelujah!

The only question that remains to be answered is if he sees it as a date or more of an obligatory gesture.

Operation Get Bella Laid

1. Call Angie on lunch break

2. Get her to "watch the children"

3. Get Dr. Fuckmehard to live up to his nickname

End Notes:

Well? What do you guys think? Sorry for the lack of dialogue, but bear with me. This next one is in BPOV. After that, we meet the twins and Edward and Bella meet.

Please Review! I'd love to know what you think!