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Need You Now Outtake

Olivia's first date…..

BPOV

I had just begun removing the items I had picked up for dinner on the way home when Olivia came through the door in tears. I initially thought something had happened to her or Tony and felt my heart stutter with fear.

It was all I could do to hold back the giggles when I found out the real reason behind the hysterics. Olivia had carried around a crush for Jordan Bryant since freshman year and he had finally approached her at school, asking her to go out with him the following weekend after the game. Jordan was captain of both the baseball and basketball teams, as well as senior class president. As if that wasn't enough, he looked like an Abercrombie & Fitch model. It was easy to see what attracted Olivia to him. Thankfully, he didn't have his father's personality; he was actually a very nice kid.

Jordan's dad, Chandler Bryant, was a prosecutor with the DA's office in Atlanta. I had met him a few times. My general opinion of his personality had not been a positive one. However, Jordan's mother, Abbie, was truly one of the nicest women I had ever met. She was the event coordinator for our local chapter of the CF foundation and we had worked together on several fundraisers over the years. I often wondered why someone as sweet as Abbie would marry such a colossal ass as Chandler Bryant, but I guess you couldn't help who you fell in love with.

Olivia was part of a group of friends, which included Jordan, who had been hanging out together for quite a while at school and after games on Friday nights. They had recently graduated to spending time at the Starbucks just down the street from their school, as well. Up to that point, it had always been as part of a group, but it had not escaped my notice that Olivia mentioned Jordan talking to her more one on one than he had in the past. I had a suspicion about what was going on with that situation. Those suspicions were confirmed when Olivia explained that Jordan said he had been trying to work up the nerve to ask her out as more than a friend for quite a while.

"Olivia," I said once she had calmed, pulling back to frame her face between my palms. "You are growing up so fast."

Olivia rolled her eyes, wiping at her face as she pulled out of my grasp, but a smile curled her lips all the same.

"I love you, you know that?"

"Yeah, I know," she said, dropping her head to stare a hole in the floor. "I love you, too, Mom," she whispered.

"And you know your father loves you, too, right?"

I tilted my head so that I could look into her eyes. She nodded as another tear rolled from the corner of her eye and she wiped it away with her fingertips as I tried to choke back my own tears. My baby was growing up and as difficult as the milestone was for me to handle, I knew that Olivia was, at least on some level, right to be concerned with how Edward would react. Regardless of the rules we had set forth together on the subject, Edward was not going to take this well - at all.

My husband wasn't the most rational person when it came to Olivia; well, truthfully, he was prone to being completely over the top when it came to both me and the children. His tendency to be overprotective had caused more than one argument over the years, but Edward's heart was always in the right place; it was just that his initial reactions left something to be desired more often than not.

"Oh, Mom," Olivia cried, fat tears stuck to her lashes as she looked up to meet my gaze. "You know Daddy is going to have a cow. It doesn't matter that… that I turned seventeen. He's never going to let me go."

Olivia had turned seventeen only a few weeks before; this would be her first real date. The tears streaked down her face as I wrapped her in my arms, letting her get it out before I tried to reason with her. I couldn't help but chuckle quietly to myself because, honestly, even though Olivia was not his child biologically, there were times when her dramatics reminded me of Edward much more than Mike. A pang of sadness tweaked my heart as an image of Mike's smiling face on the day Olivia was born raced through my mind. I smiled through the burning in my own eyes as I held my little girl and a sensation I had not felt in a long time settled over me. It was as if Mike was there beside me in that moment, and I suddenly knew he was okay with how Edward and I were raising our daughter.

Olivia pulled away, wiping at her face and sniffling.

"Listen, baby," I smiled, brushing a hand over her soft curls. "I'll talk to him, okay?"

"Oh, Mom," Olivia breathed, throwing herself into me and wrapping her arms around my neck. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

"All right," I laughed. "Don't get so excited. I'm sure that your dad will want to talk to Jordan before he agrees to let y-"

"But Mom!" Olivia jerked back with wide eyes, shaking her head. "Mom, you guys already know Jordan. You've known his mom forever! And you already told me when I was seventeen I could start dating. It's not fair! I'm seventeen now and he still treats me like a baby!"

"Olivia," I said, giving her a look to let her know she shouldn't push the issue. She huffed, leaning against the counter, crossing her arms over her chest, and clamping her mouth shut. "First of all, your father does not treat you like a baby. He loves you, very much, but he's also very set in his ways about some things. Regardless of the fact that you're seventeen, having Jordan come by to talk with him is most likely the only way he'll agree."

Olivia nodded, mumbling, "I'll call Jordan."

"Well, don't do that just yet," I said, returning to putting away the last of the groceries and starting dinner. "You're going over to sit with the twins tonight for Rose and Emmet, right?"

"Yeah," she said, wiping at a stray tear on her cheek. "I have to be there at six."

"Let me talk to your father first. Maybe I'll try to do that while you're gone." I turned to give her a small smile and she snorted a laugh, nodding her head, knowing that it was probably a good idea to broach the subject with Edward while she was out of the house. "Then you can call Jordan to tell him when to come by, okay?"

"'k," she whispered, turning to leave the room.

"Oh Lord, give me strength," I murmured, shaking my head and knowing that approaching Edward would take all the divine intervention I could get.

~O~

Edward arrived home from the office after what must have been a really trying day, judging by the state of his hair and the strained look on his face.

"Rough day?" I asked as he entered the kitchen and kissed my cheek.

"Yeah, you could say that," Edward snorted as he removed his tie and made his way into the family room where Tony was watching a baseball game.

I could hear Edward asking Tony about basketball practice and noticed the stomping of feet as Olivia came barreling down the stairs. I laughed, knowing she was trying to get out of the house before Edward caught her; she had been a nervous wreck all afternoon. I winced when I heard Edward call out to her as she passed by me on her way to the garage.

"Hey, sweetheart," Edward said as he reentered the kitchen and saw Olivia with a hand on the door. "Not even going to speak to your old man before you leave?"

"Sorry, Daddy," she said, shooting me a look before she smiled, crossing back to where he stood and kissing his cheek. "I'm going to be late."

"Oh yeah," he said, pulling her into a hug. "I forgot you're babysitting tonight."

"Yep, see you guys later," she said as she bolted out the door.

Edward stood looking at the door for a long moment after Olivia left before turning with a raised eyebrow. "She alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, why?" I squeaked and quickly cleared my throat, smiling as Edward's brow furrowed. He finally shrugged, thankfully letting it go before kissing me quickly and making his way out of the room.

About an hour later I made my way out of the kitchen toward Edward's office and knocked softly before opening the door.

"Dinner's ready," I said, poking my head inside and smiling when I saw Edward sitting behind his desk, frowning at the computer screen. I crossed the room and sat down on the corner of his desk, leaning over to kiss the crease between his brows. He smiled up at me but immediately went back to reading whatever was on the screen.

"You know my sister is insane, right?" he grumbled.

"More party plans?" I asked, laughing as whatever he was reading was obviously from Alice. His father was retiring finally and we had been wrapped up in plans for the party over the last several weeks. Edward grunted in response and I couldn't help but smile. "Hey, um… can we talk for a minute?"

"Uh… yeah, sure, baby, whatever you need," he responded distractedly and I smiled. Hoping to use his distraction to my advantage, I thought it might keep him from freaking out when I told him about Olivia's request. That hope went flying out the window with his next words. "Do… uh… can we do it after dinner? I'm starving."

"Oh, um… yeah… yeah, that's fine," I said, standing to leave and feeling much more apprehensive than I had when I entered as Edward went back to frowning at the screen in front of him.

"Hey, Bella." I cringed when Edward called out just as I put my hand on the door knob. Having completely lost my nerve to bring up Olivia dating at that point, I plastered on a smile, praying it looked genuine as I turned to look over my shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"Is everything okay? I mean… uh, is there something we need to talk about now?" he asked, a look of concern on his face.

"No, honey," I said, shaking my head. "Everything's fine. It's nothing that can't wait."

Edward stared at me for a few more seconds before nodding his head with a smile and turning back to finishing his email.

"You about finished?" I asked, still smiling.

"Yep, I'm on my way," he said and I left the room. I released a sigh once outside Edward's study and leaned heavily against the door.

Now we just had to get through dinner.

~O~

"How come Livi was crying earlier?" Tony asked and I choked on the bite of food I had just placed in my mouth.

We had nearly made it completely through dinner without me having a heart attack. I had been jumpy throughout the entire meal and knew it had not escaped Edward's notice, but so far he hadn't said anything. Now with Tony's innocent inquiry, that was all over.

"Olivia was crying?" Edward asked, his brows dropping into a deep scowl as he looked from Tony to me. "Why was she crying?"

"Uh… she… um," I stuttered.

"Bella, what's going on?" he asked, leveling me with an even stare. Edward's eyes darkened as his look of concern deepened into one I recognized as the one he got just before he became really pissed off. I sighed, knowing there was no way to postpone the inevitable any longer. I had only hoped to be able to talk to Edward calmly and had chickened out earlier. Now he would think I had been trying to hide something from him.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath before releasing it slowly and opening my eyes to meet his gaze.

"Edward, Olivia's fine," I said, turning to my confused son as he looked back and forth between Edward and me, obviously feeling the tension that was suddenly in the air. "Tony, there's some chocolate ice cream in the freezer if you would like to have some. You can take it to your room; just make sure to bring the dirty dish back, okay?"

"Really?" he said excitedly, hopping up out of his chair with a 'thank you' called over his shoulder as he ran from the room.

Edward sat in his chair watching Tony leave the room before turning his gaze back to mine. I swallowed audibly.

"So, is this what you wanted to talk about earlier?" Edward asked.

"Yes," I said, my voice slightly more than a whisper.

"What happened? Why was Olivia crying?" he asked, concern coloring his tone and covering his expression.

"She was crying because….." I sighed heavily, trying to form the right words, deciding being completely honest was the only course of action. "Jordan Bryant asked Olivia out today and she was afraid to tell you. She didn't think you would let her go and she was upset. I guess that's what Tony overheard. I…" Edward sat there staring at me with an unreadable expression on his face, the concerned one having melted off his face as I spoke. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, Edward. I wasn't trying to keep it from you. I just-"

I snapped my mouth closed when Edward suddenly stood from his chair, shook his head and began clearing the table. Without saying a word, he walked out of the room, leaving me sitting there stunned.

"Edward," I said quietly as I entered the kitchen where he was putting the dinner dishes in the washer. "Say something… please."

"What do you want me to say, Bella?" he said, not looking up from his task, his voice low and full of gravel with none of its usual smoothness evident. "Something that should have been one of her happiest moments was instead... my daughter is terrified to approach…" he trailed off, shaking his head and tossing yet another dish into the rack angrily.

"Hey," I said, stepping between him and the counter, placing my hands on his chest before sliding them up to frame his face and forcing him to look at me. "Olivia was only afraid to tell you because she loves you so much. She never wants to do anything that might disappoint you and-"

"That's just it, Bella," he said, pulling away and running a hand through his hair as he sighed. "I don't want her to be so freaked out about me freaking out that she doesn't tell us things. I mean… look at you," he gestured to me as he paced around the room. "You were so afraid of how I was going to react to that boy asking Olivia out that you couldn't even tell me what was going on until Tony-" He stopped himself, shaking his head, his eyes sliding closed as he stopped in the center of the room, his hand fisting in his hair as he released a frustrated growl.

"I'm sorry… I don't mean to be such an insufferable ass," he said, opening his eyes with a sad expression on his face. "I just-"

"Edward," I said sharply, cutting him off and closing the distance between us. I curled my hands in the front of his shirt, trying to shake him but not succeeding. "That is completely ridiculous! You are not an insufferable ass. So what if you get a little out of sorts when it comes to me or the children. The fact that you do only proves to me how much you love us, so I don't ever want to hear you say something like that again. Do you understand me? No more."

I stared up into the deep green of his eyes for a long moment before the tell-tale signs of my favorite grin started to form on his lips and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Yeah, okay, no more," he said, leaning down to kiss me gently before pulling back only to rest his forehead against mine. "When does the little punk want to take her out?"

"Edward," I laughed, smacking his chest lightly. "He's not a punk and you know it." Edward snorted and kissed my forehead. I rolled my eyes at him playfully before continuing. "They're supposed to go out to dinner next Friday after the basketball game."

"I'll want to talk to him first," he said, his brow furrowed and a serious expression on his face.

I nodded, "I already told Olivia that you probably would. She said she would call Jordan to have him come by if you wanted."

Edward looked at me for a long moment before finally nodding with a sigh of resignation, "Yeah, have her call him. I don't have any surgeries scheduled so I'll be home early tomorrow."

~O~

"Olivia, stop. You're starting to make me nervous," I said, laughing as I watched her pace around the family room. "He's not going to kill him and hide the body in there, for Pete's sake."

"Don't put it past him," Olivia snorted loudly, shaking her head. "They've been in there for an hour, Mom. An hour! What the heck could he be talking to Jordan about for an hour? I mean, really? Geez! Jordan agreed to come over to talk with him, not submit to the Spanish Inquisition," she cried, throwing her arms up in the air as she ranted. "Jordan's going to back out. You know that, right? Because oh my god what guy in his right mind would want to go through all of this just to go out with some girl."

"Stop right there, young lady," I said, standing and grasping her by the upper arms. "Any boy should be willing to go through anything your father could come up with to be able to have the privilege of a date with you. Don't you ever think that you are not worth it, ever. You understand me?"

"But mom," Olivia whined.

"No, I'm serious, Olivia," I said, giving her a level look before wrapping my arms around her shoulders and hugging her to me. "If Jordan were to do that, which he's not going to," I said, quickly tightening my arms as Olivia squeaked, "but if he did, well then he wasn't worth your time to begin with."

At that moment I heard the door to Edward's office open and I released Olivia just as Jordan and Edward entered the room.

My eyes widened as I took in the fact that Jordan did look a little green, but he smiled shyly at Olivia as he crossed to where she stood. Edward wrapped an arm around my waist and pressed a kiss into my hair. I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow in question and smiling as he nodded reassuringly.

"Jordan and I had a really good talk," Edward said, clearing his throat and smiling at me before he turned to Olivia. "If you really want to, Olivia, then you have our permission to go out next weekend."

"Really?" Olivia squealed, her eyes widening as she looked from Edward to Jordan.

I had to bite the side of my jaw to hold in the giggles as I noticed Jordan swallow as his cheeks pinked slightly. He nodded as the pattern in the rug suddenly held an unusual interest for him. I wondered what Edward actually said to the boy behind closed doors.

I didn't even try to hold in the laughter when Olivia bounced across the room and threw herself into Edward's arms, kissing his cheek loudly.

I felt my own chest tighten, watching as Edward coughed and tried to cover up his emotions as Olivia whispered, "Thank you, Daddy."

Olivia walked Jordan out after he gave me a hug and shook Edward's hand, thanking him sincerely. I smiled, knowing I had been right about Jordan; he was a good kid and I felt that he would be good to Olivia if things progressed past the first date.

Once Olivia was upstairs (and I'm sure on Facebook before the door to her room had even closed completely), I made my way into Edward's study where he had retreated while Olivia and Jordan were outside talking.

"So," I said as Edward pushed away from his desk and I slid into his lap. "Things went well, huh?"

"Hmpf," Edward grunted. "I guess… he's an alright kid."

"Edward," I laughed, "he's more than an alright kid. We really couldn't ask for a nicer boy to take Olivia out. You've always liked Jordan."

"Pft, that was before he wanted to take out my daughter," he said seriously, his bottom lip sticking out slightly in a pout.

I couldn't help but laugh at the expression on his face and leaned in for a kiss.

"He's still a nice boy," I whispered, a smile creeping onto my face as I decided to tease him slightly. "I guess it's a good thing that I already had the birds and the bees talk with Olivia though, huh?"

"Oh my god," he groaned. "Don't even… I can't believe you just said that to me."

"I'm sorry… I couldn't help it," I laughed loudly, dropping my head to his shoulder. "You're just too easy to tease. She's a good girl, Edward. We have nothing to worry about. You know that, right?"

Edward remained silent for a moment and I pulled back to look at him, worried that maybe I had gone too far too soon with teasing him about that particular subject as I took in the hard set of his jaw.

"Edward," I said, reaching up to cup his cheek and forcing him to look at me. "You know that, right?"

"Yes," he said through clenched teeth then practically growled. "And even if I didn't, that boy knows better than to take advantage of her, believe me."

"Oh God, Edward," I said, shaking my head. "What did you say? Olivia will be mortified if she finds out you had some kind of sex talk with Jordan. Oh please… please tell me that you didn't do that."

Edward huffed and turned his head away, running his free hand through his hair as his arm tightened around my waist.

"No," he finally said. "I didn't have a sex talk with the boy, but I made it pretty damn clear he was to respect Olivia at all times. That there would be consequences."

"Oh lord, Edward," I groaned but couldn't help but laugh at his antics. "No wonder Jordan looked so green when you two finally came out of this room."

"What?" he said incredulously. "I wanted him to understand that she deserved only the utmost respect and that I would accept nothing less if he wanted to go out with my daughter."

I shook my head and laughed as I wrapped my arms around him, kissing the crook of his neck.

"I love you," I whispered. "You may possibly be a little bit insane, but I love you."

Edward laughed, wrapping both arms around my back and hugging me to him closely.

"I love you, too," he breathed into my hair as he kissed the side of my head. "And I love our children with all my heart."

"I know you do, darling," I sighed, a sense of contentment spreading over me. "I know you do, and they love you just the same."

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