Disclaimer: I don't know Rob or Kris in real-life. Just a big fan of what might be. Whether true or not we all wish and wonder for a little Robsten. Any twilight related mentions belong to S.M. and anything else mentioned belongs to its respective owner. I just borrow it for playtime.

Chapter Notes: After leaving in a huff from the conversation with Rob, Kris is feeling bad but has to concentrate on some pre production meetings with Joan Jett. Rob is still trying to figure out what to do to make it all better.

Chapter 3

KPOV

I slammed the screen to my laptop shut. I don't know what brought me to do it. I knew as it was happening I shouldn't be doing it but it was like I had no control over my body. Just something about the idea of him kissing on another female while we were so new into this whole relationship twisted my insides up in a way I really didn't like.

Jealously

God such an ugly word

I had never found myself to be a very jealous person. This was a very uneasy arena for me. I had never treaded into this area before. And quite truthfully I didn't like it very much. With Michael, when he talked about a role he was doing with another female or going out with friends, I truly couldn't care less. But now I found myself completely lost at the thought of the man who was constantly on my brain, kissing another woman over and over and over….There was that haze again.

I decided to try to push it aside for right now and get myself ready for my meeting. I haphazardly threw on a long sleeve shirt over my tank. I grabbed my room key and threw it along with my cell in my bag. I hovered my hand over the Rob Blackberry contemplating leaving it behind but then thought better of it and tossed it in my bag along with the other before running out the door.

I pulled up in front of the house of the director of my new movie. I turned my car to off and didn't move. Staring at the steering wheel I took a deep breath, held it, and slowly released it back out before grabbing my bag and getting out. I stumbled getting my feet on solid ground almost dumping my bag out on the street. As I was slowly locking my car door a black SUV pulled up behind my car. Joan Jett hopped out of the driver's side with a huge grin on her face.

God that woman's been through hell and back and yet is always smiling. Hopefully I will learn something from her along the way.

"Hey girl!" she exclaimed to me before rushing over to envelop me in an overzealous hug, "I am so freaking excited to get started on this, I can just feel it running through my veins."

"Hey…umm yeah me too", I tried to sound as light hearted as possible.

Joan could immediately read something was off.

"Ok. Spill" She simply said

"Oh its…nothing…I mean…really...yeah…its nothing." I stuttered in my awkward way.

"Oh baby doll look who you're talking to," She looked at me with concern, "If there's something I've learned in all my years, girls got to stick together and you got to have someone to vent to."

She stepped back placing her finger under my chin and lifting my face to her's. She took off my sunglasses and I saw her arch an eyebrow to contemplate for a minute.

"Hmmm the four S's," She said matter-a-factly. ``

Now I was the one looking at people like they had a third eye.

"The four S's?" I asked

" Saggy shoulders, sullen eyes, stuttering words, stumbling feet."She responded,"Yep the four S's"

"Ok so what does that mean?"

"Well doll face, the four S's could only mean one thing. Guy trouble's."

Yeah she was defiantly good

I just stared in wonderment at her. Figured I wasn't going to be able to hide anything from this woman. Apparently she had to be the most intuitive person on earth. Either that or I sucked at trying to hide it.

"Well yeah I guess it is."

"Well doll you tell me what's going on", Joan told me, "I can't very well let you go in there and do this meeting with something else on your mind."

I thought about my words for a second before asking her, "How do you build trust in a new relationship that I'm not allowed to show the public, 3,000 miles separate us while he's kissing another female daily as part of his "job"?" I emphasized the ending with air quotes.

"Now this wouldn't happen to be about a certain messy haired drink of water you make googly eyes about when ever his name is mentioned?" she smirked at me.

I closed my eyes and it flowed out.

"Well yeah, were trying to discover a relationship I guess you could call it. But between the warnings from the Summit exec's we have received for doing anything public, the fact we are filming movies on opposite coasts for the summer which by the way has him making out with pretty little blonde day in and day out, paparazzi stalking our every move and where they aren't there's a flock of fan's to be sure and tweet our every move."

I suddenly sucked in a huge gasp of air and realized I hadn't taken one during that whole flow of word vomit that just came spilling out. I don't know where it all came from but something about Joan's easy demeanor made me feel I could express it all without filter and she would be the last one to look at me like that darn three eyed monster I always seemed to be envisioning myself as. I opened my eyes to see the face of a woman staring back at me not like a crazy jealous loon but more like a mother would look at her hurting child.

Suddenly she grabbed behind my head bringing me into her chest and gently soothing my hair.

"Oh baby girl, it's called love," she assured me," its crazy, sometimes screwed up, often wonderful, and downright confusing."

A single tear escaped from my sewn tight eye lids falling to her t-shirt leaving a small damp spot as she continued soothing my hair. Suddenly she pulled me away from her continuing to hold on to my shoulders as we looked eye to eye.

"If you love him like I can see in your eye's you do, well darling you fight. You fight with all the strength you have. The trust is earned over time. And for the two of you kids it shouldn't take long. But you don't give up till there is nothing left to work for. You hold on to that boy and make him yours forever!"

"Ugghhhh," I screamed to nothing in particular as I wiped the moistness developing in my eyes.

I took in a few deep breaths and realized she was right. This was on mine and Rob's shoulders. No one else could make it work for us. But us. Everything under the sun could try to break it apart but we were the only ones we could rely on to hold the pieces of this confusing puzzle together. Until I had real evidence not to, I had to place my trust in Rob. He had never done anything other than express his utter love and devotion for me and my happiness. A wave of guilt rippled all over me. Rob probably thought I hated him, and knowing him he was beating himself up over it as sure as I was standing here. The second more noticeable wave coated itself all over me and I slowly collapsed onto the curb between our cars.

"Umm hey Joan can I meet up with you inside I think I need to take a minute here." I asked without looking up.

"Sure thing girl you take as long as you need." Joan said patting me on the shoulder as she moved past me.

I reached into my bag that had fallen at my feet and pulled out the Rob cell. There was a missed text message alert I must have missed somewhere between the hotel and here. As I read the message the tears welled up in my eyes even more. I didn't know how I would make up acting like such stereotypical untrusting girlfriend. For now I just needed to make sure he knew we were alright. I would figure out a way to make it up to him later.

I hit the reply button and began punching in a response to his message.

RPOV

We were in the middle of reading through a scene between Emilie De Ravine's character and her father played by Chris Cooper when I felt a slight vibration on my back side. I was so lost in the dialogue it nearly made me jump out of my seat at the table. I tried to be as subtle as possible as I pulled my phone from my back pocket and flipped it open under the table to check the messages.

Nothing

That's when I realized it wasn't my normal phone that had buzzed it was the Kris cell. Once again almost jumping out of my seat I turned to my other side and much less subtly pulled the blackberry out. I noticed my thumb slightly shaking as I scrolled down to my messages to find 1 new text from "My Bella". I shut my eyes long enough to take a short breath and clicked to read the message.

"I don't know what I can ever do to make up for the way I acted earlier. I just got some really good advice from a knowledgeable person that I am going to try to live by from now on. I will not stop trying to make up for my actions for as long as there is a breath in me. I have to get into my meeting I just wanted to be sure you knew how much I truly love you and trust you with my heart, my soul, and my being. –K"

I sat back against my chair a breathed in a slow calming breath.

She still loved me. I haven't lost her.

"Sitting in meeting listening to a read through and all I can imagine is your voice. I cannot wait till I can hear it again. Let me know when you're out of your meeting I will find a way out of here. I love you Kristen Jaymes Stewart. Never think anything less. –R"

I smiled to myself as I hit the send button. I tried to envision her reading the message and it brought a sense of calm over me. I was lost in my own world imagining the two of us alone on an island with no prying photographer lenses when a voice broke into the vision and brought me back.

"Earth to Rob." It was Allen waving his hand at me trying to catch my attention

I blinked my eyes a few times to remind myself of the room I was in surrounded by the 10 or so people none of which was Kristen.

"Oh yeah sorry man where we?"

"Lunch. We're going to break wanted to know if you wanted to join us down the street for Thai."

"Umm no actually I think I'm going to head up to my room and grab some room service. It would probably cause too much of a fracas if I went walking the streets of New York right now."

"Ahh yeah you're probably right." Allen agreed, "Ok well meet back about an hour sound good?"

"Yeah sounds great have a good lunch guys."

I collected my papers up shoving them into my bag as I left the table. An idea had sprung into my head and I had just enough time to put into action before I would be expected back in the conference room.

As I made it back into my room I dropped my bag on the bed while pulling my cell out of my pocket. Finding the number I was looking for I hit the send button.

"Hey Rob what's going on I thought you guys would be in the read through most of the day?' Stephanie's voice seemed confused as she answered.

"Hey yeah we're on a lunch break," I informed her," I need a favor."

"Sure what's up?"

I knew even though she was here in New York with me she would be the one able to put in a call to her contacts in Los Angeles and help me pull my idea off. So I went over the details with her of what I wanted. She told me she would get right on it and let me know when it was done. I thanked her and hung up the phone. As I looked around the room I decided I probably should order some lunch. I picked up the room phone and put in my order. When I was finished I decided to pass my time waiting surfing the net looking for the newest rumors on the gossip blogs. I normally would have steered as far away as possible from those sites, but given what had developed lately I found it humorous to see what they came up with.

As I googled our names and began scanning the headlines I couldn't help but laugh out loud. People really do come up with the most ridiculous things. I was in the middle of reading an "Exclusive look at Rob and Kristen's love nest" when there was a knock at my door. I closed the laptop screen and opened the door to find a cart with my lunch on it.

As I began to down my sandwich I pulled out my Kristen phone and punched out a message to my lady.

"On lunch break alone in my room. As I eat can't help but think of you and what I wouldn't give for my lady to be here enjoying some dessert with me. Hope your day's going as beautiful as you are. –R"

Feeling quite satisfied with myself I finished up with my lunch. I cleaned up and placed the cart back outside my door for housekeeping to take. I collected my things back up and headed back to the conference room to finish my day and await Kris's response when she returned to her room.

KPOV

We had made it through the meeting pretty quickly. It was easy to see all of us were on the same page in terms of how we wanted this filming to go and what we were looking for in a finished product. I had just said my good-bye's and was walking to my car with Dakota when I felt my bag vibrate against my leg. We stopped at the car and I pulled out the Rob phone and proceeded to read my new text message. As I finished with a smile and was returning it to my bag Dakota spoke up.

"Love note?" she asked knowingly.

Dakota had been on set with us on New Moon and had seen the progression of our feelings. She was a girl after all. She had watched us do the Volterra fountain kissing scene over and over again on purpose.

I paused, not sure how much I should give away. Me and Rob hadn't really talked about how much we were going to let be known about us giving this a try let alone to who. The word's Joan had told me about girls sticking together sprang into my mind. I decided if I was going to make it through this in one piece I was going to put at least a few lifelines out there. Dakota may only be fifteen but she held the demeanor of a comforting soundboard way beyond her years. Figured I would be safe getting her input on the situation.

"Yeah", I couldn't help the smile that escaped over my teeth.

"Is it going well?" she asked

"Well we hit a small snag but I think we're going to be able to overcome it."

"Well good I'm glad. Two people who look at each other like you two do deserve to be happy together." She declared.

A sudden wave of blush crossed my face. No one had really talked about us like that before.

"Thanks D that's really nice of you to say."

She gave my shoulder that comforting half rub half pat as her mom pulled up to pick her up. I always forgot she wasn't even old enough to drive yet. We waved our goodbyes as I got into my car and headed to my hotel.

**

As I got off the elevator the first thing I noticed was a red rose and white envelope laying in front of my door down the hall way. I paused a moment.

He was so romantic.

I bent over to pick up the rose and envelope. I inhaled the sweet scent radiating from the rose, brushing it against my lips as I thought of the sweet man who sent it. The familiar tickle in my core began to rise as it had so many times before when he crossed my mind, but now things had changed. Now he was mine. I didn't have to think of the what-ifs. Just of the what could-be's.

There's that damn grin again.

I leaned my back against the door way as I pulled the note out of the envelope. It wasn't in Rob's writing, typed on a computer, which scared me for a second.

Had I been wrong?

I took a deep breath and I began reading.

"Kristen,

Where ever we find our selves

Whether apart or together

Where ever the road leads

I thank you for loving me now

And I will never stop

Loving you to the end of time

-R"

I swear at that exact moment my heart stopped,

my breath stopped,

my world stopped.

It was all I was going to need in this world, him to say those words to me. Part of me thought I didn't deserve to be loved in the way he offered to me. The other part of me was damn glad I had it and was going to do everything in my power to never let it go.

I pushed off the door and fished out my room key. Walking in the room I let the door fall closed behind me as I froze in my steps. Laid out before me around my room was what looked to be at least a hundred red roses. As I looked around I noticed something was propped up on my bed so I picked up my frozen feet and willed them to walk closer to take a look. It was another note and a copy of "Last Tango in Paris."

Our movie.

I buckled on the edge of the bed and began reading the note next to it.

"Hope this reminds you of the first time I fell in love with you.

I know it does for me.

Thinking of you

Je t'aime

-R"

I always considered myself a pretty self standing strong woman, but I'll be damned if that boy didn't make my knees go weak at the mere thought of him thinking of me in a more than just friendly way. I laid back on the bed while pulling out our phone and punching in a message to let him know I got his surprise.

"Back from my meeting. Walked into a forest of flowers in my room. You wouldn't know anything about how they got here would you?"

My phone immediately buzzed with his response.

"Flower's? So cliché. What sort of bloke still does that?"

"Their beautiful. Thank you for the act, it was very sweet of you"

"It was the least I could do this far away especially after your gift."

"Are you done for the day yet? I'd like to pay you back with a little….computer time." I found my core temperature rise a few degrees at the thought of him in front of his screen naked again.

"Just finished our last meeting told them I would do a late dinner since I wasn't sure when you would be done. I'll get out as fast as I can love."

"Ok well until then I'll be laying here all alone in my big bed…naked…thinking of the kind flower man."

"Oh bloody hell woman nothing like a shot directly to the pan-handle. I'll be out as quickly as possible."

I was feeling pretty proud of myself at the thought of making his dick get hard simply by words. Suddenly a huge yawn erupted from my chest, and I realized I could probably get in a small nap before he made it back to his hotel room.

"send me a message when you're done. I'm kind of tired so going to take a nap while you're busy. If I'm not up when you get back maybe you can get some use out of the CD I sent you."

"You sleep love. I can't have you tiring out on me. I'll buzz you when I'm back at my hotel. I love you."

"Moi aussi, je t'aime"

I took advantage of the moment to show off my recent studying of the French language for him. He was always saying sweet things in French to me that sounded so beautiful I wanted to know what they were. For all I knew he was telling me the sky is green, but it sounded wonderful when you put it in the language of love. The first phrase I had memorized was I love you, too after I realized he had been telling me "I love you" in French for quite a while.

I could almost feel the radiance of the smile he was bound to have on his face, from across the country, at the thought of me learning a language he was so passionate about.

I stretched out across the comfort of my bed, expelling another monstrous yawn along the way. Closing my eyes, the need for sleep fell upon me quickly.

I was back at the morning after our first night together, but this time it was different. The heavy weight of parting soon did not hang in the air. It was pure contentment coating every surface. I opened my heavy lids as Rob walked out of the bathroom with towel around his waist and another he was using to try to dry the shag on his head. He stopped in the door way when he noticed I was awake.

"Well good morning love. I tried to be quiet as possible but I was dying for a cold shower."

He took off the towel hanging around his waist throwing it and the second one back through the bathroom door before pulling back the covers of the bed and climbing in next to me. I rolled away from him as I felt his wet body the closer he came to me.

"Geez do you even dry off?" I laughed as I playfully pushed him away from me.

"Well figured if I was just going to work up another sweat why bother?" that crooked grin broke across his face.

He reached his hands to behind my back and with little effort pulled my naked body closer to him. He let go just long enough to push the blanket off of our bodies letting the sun wash over both of our naked frames. As his hand came back up I felt his finger lightly trace an invisible up my hip, over my side and arm before landing along the side of my jaw. He lightly pushed the hair of my face exposing my neck to him. He leaned into me long enough to place a placid kiss against my neck before moving up to nibble along my jaw until his lips met with mine. I moved my hands into his hair as I crushed my lips against his. He brought his hands under my arms resting on my upper back to bring me in closer to him. I decided to control the situation and maneuvered him onto his back so I could position myself on top of him. I felt his hard erection rise against my opening, which was my cue he was enjoying my possessiveness over him.

I began trailing a wet line of kisses down his throat onto his chest before stopping at each nipple and giving them their own special attention.

"ugh m phmph."I heard the throaty sounds coming from him, which was my signal to continue what I was doing.

I continued following my invisible trail along his abs that he had worked so hard for during filming. I moved between each hip trailing my tongue along each side. I took one last look up at Rob's face before moving in for what I had come searching for. He had his head laid against the pillow with his eyes closed and a look of complete contentment across his face. I smiled inside at the thought of being the reason for his contentment.

I continued a few more inches down till I was met face to face with solidness of my loves reaction to my trail of kisses.
I took him into my mouth as far as I could before slow releasing him back out. I didn't let go of him completely before suckling him back into my mouth until he reached all the way to the back of my throat. It turned me on so much to have him in this position of my providing pleasure for him I couldn't help but let a moan escape past my lips. The vibration from my throat caused him to convulse against my slightly.

"Ahhh Kris I'm going to cum if you keep that up…" he trailed off

"Do it. Come in my mouth I want to drink you in until you fill me up." I commanded him

I resumed my motioning up and down on his cock, swapping between cupping his balls and moving my hand up and down his shaft, all the while slashing my tongue back and forth across his tip. It did not take long before I heard the growl forming low in his chest, so I wrapped my mouth around him one last time taking him in as far as I could and sucking him down into my throat as I felt his entire body clench.

"Ughhhh ummpphhh ahhhh," I heard erupt from his chest as I felt the warm salty liquid splash down my throat.

I continued until I felt his body relax and I knew he was done. Leaving his cock with one last swipe of the tongue I began to move up his body till I met his lips again.

He entwined his hands into my hair pulling my face in tight to his as if to thank me for me for a job well done. I felt his tongue begin to push past my lips and I don't think I could have welcomed it with any less vigor unless I posted a damn welcome mat across my chin. I could feel his hardness rising against thigh once again and I knew it was my turn to get my gratification.

I rose up to position my wetness over his erection never letting my lips leave his. I felt this need for a constant connection to his body in one form or another. It was only when I felt him slowly entering me that I allowed our lips to break from one another.

I let my body sink on to him until I felt his balls graze my ass and felt no air between our on fire regions. It was only then that I slowly began to rise up off him and release myself back down onto him. I felt his hands reach up to take each of my breasts into them as I threw my head back and allowed the waves of bliss to wash themselves over my body like a cleansing rain. I rocked against him a few more times before I felt the stiffening inside me intensify. He suddenly shot up into a sitting position so we were wrapped in each other's arms.

I heard him moan,"Veux-tu m'épouser ?" against my neck as I felt our body's shutter against one another.

Suddenly my eyes flew open. I was back in my room.

Alone

I realized the sun was up.

I had slept all night.

The wonderful dream still clung to me. Though the ending rose above all else.

Where had I heard that before? What did it mean?

I began searching for my French translation book and when I couldn't find it I fired up my laptop to look up a translation website. Something about the phrase stuck with me like I had heard it before. I had to find out what it ment.

End Chapter Notes:

This chapter was really hard for me to pull together. It has taken me the longest out of the 3 so far to finish. I hope you like the end result. If not let me know please. I'm always looking for ways to improve the content of this story. Not quite sure where the next chapter will take us or who's POV it will be coming from. I shall discover it when my fingers feel inspired.

This is my first leap into writing so constructive reviews are so welcome!