Hockey Changes Everything Chapter 10, a twilight fanfic

Summary; NHL hockey player Edward Masen met Bella Swan when she was seventeen years old and they instantly fell in love. But when things get too complicated for him he bails, little does he know she finds out she's pregnant. But that doesn't change anything for Edward who wants to focus on his career, wait did I mention that he doesn't know a thing?

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Bella Swan

"I don't want you to go back" I said as Edward traced circles on my arm, "the house is going to be so empty without you." I mentioned as I rolled over on my side to look at him.

"I'll be back in a little over two weeks, and you and Logan are going to join me right after I get back from Ottawa, then we're going to pack everything up, bring it back down here and start our life together. For real this time." He said looking into my eyes and wiping away a tear that was beginning to fall. "I love you Bella and that's all that matters." He said leaning his head down to kiss me.

It was the night before Edward was leaving and at the moment we were lying upstairs in my, no our bed, all tangled in the sheets, sweaty, but still holding each other none-the-less. In the days following Christmas and New Years our small, yet dysfunctional family had gotten all the closer. Most of the time (since Logan's first day back at school had been today) Edward would spend time at the arena with Logan playing Hockey, and just messing around as he gave pointers to our five year old son. While they were doing that, I would keep up with the business side of owning a café, and bake what Angela and the other bakers didn't know the recipes too. The evenings were set aside for family time. Every other night we would have a nice family dinner, alternating with Logan's hockey practices, and occasional games. In the time between we would help Logan with his homework, which was mostly learning the alphabet (which he already knew), reading, and a few simple mathematics problems; also, sitting down together as a family, to watch the Devils hockey games which we always broadcasted.

In the days leading up to Edward's departure, we had talked, and started looking at new houses, or just houses in the area. Edward and I both agreed that things in the small townhouse I owned were getting kind of cramped. That I knew was something that I defiantly knew before. It was perfect for when Logan was a baby, when I could set him in an area for a minute and go off and do something, but now that he was playing hockey, and having friends over more and more we needed something bigger. Not to mention with the addition of Edward into our lives, the man who would be quickly moving in, in just a month or so, we defiantly needed something bigger for the three of us.

"I talked to Logan today" Edward said nonchalantly as I looked at him confused. "When I picked him up from school, he's afraid that I'm going to go back to Pittsburgh and not come back."

"Well, what did you tell him?" I asked, hoping that Edward had set everything straight with Logan, and not left the little talk for me to take care of.

"I told him that there was nothing in the world that could stop me from coming back here to be with him and his beautiful mother, well maybe not in those words of course." He said leaning down to kiss me as I smiled up at him. "I meant what I said Bella, you're the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my entire life."

"You're just saying that"

"No, I'm not. The other girls I've seen, they cannot compare to you Bella. You're beautiful inside and out, your ambitious, carling, sympathetic, and most of all, you took me back when you thought I committed the worst crime possible, leaving you and our son behind. You hold a grudge, and you're hard headed, sometimes you make me so angry and I just want to walk out that door, but then I remember everything that we've been through, everything that we will go through and I know that it's going to be okay as long as we take the time and talk everything through. I love you Bella, and there is nothing and no-one that can make me stop loving you." He said as I took a deep breath.

This sounded like a proposal, it wasn't a proposal right? I may have taken him back, and forgiven him for everything, but that was all just a misunderstanding, a misguided action by an ignorant fool, this, well if this was a proposal it was too much. I loved Edward, I loved him very much, and I had been in love with him since I was sixteen, but we were different people now. We had been apart for six years, we had a son, and most of all we were very different people from the childish figures we were all those years ago. We needed to take the time to get to know each other, and once again become familiar with the idiosyncrasies we knew each person possessed. Though he had spent so much time with Logan, he needed to become familiar with everything our son loved, that was the most important thing to me. Edward and I had been moving very quickly together, we had barely gotten together again when we slept together, and though I knew marrying him would be wonderful for our son we needed to take the time to get used to each other once again.

"Bella, are you okay? You look like you're going to be sick." Edward said and I looked at him. "Bella? Sweetie, tell me what's wrong."

"I just, I thought for a moment that you were going to propose to me." I said quietly and he looked at me. "Not that I don't want you to, but I just it's to soon." I said hoping he understood.

"It's alright for you to be nervous you know, and you can tell me anything Bella, anything at all. But is marriage something you would want? We get married, and have more babies, a big house, and possible a reasonable enough fate with my hockey career?" he asked and I looked at him and nodded.

"Yes, it is. But we just barely got together; I want us to have some time to just be just us before anything else happens. Marriage and babies, it's what every girl dreams about, but I don't think the timing would be right." I said and he nodded. "I love you Edward, but I don't think right now is the perfect time for marriage."

"I understand perfectly what you're saying, getting married right now, it just isn't the time. I'm right in the middle of hockey season; you're trying to get a new business on its feet, all while we raise our son. Your best friend is engaged to be married while pregnant with twins, and the other one is franchising her business, there is just too much going on at the moment, with everyone, not just us. I love you Bella, and I would marry you in a heart beat, but I agree with you one hundred percent, it's not the right time."

I took a deep breath, I was almost glad that Edward understood everything I was saying so well, we both thought differently, but at the same time had a similar thought. It wasn't even that it wasn't the right time, or that things were moving too fast (though that was defiantly included in my reasons), but singly and most importantly, I wasn't ready to get married, right now I was just content with being in a relationship with him, raising our son together. I smiled as I snuggled my head of Edward's chest as he kissed the top of it. Right now, I was just happy lying like this.

The next afternoon posed a very serious problem, seeing Edward climb onto that plane and fly away off into the distance was harder than I ever imagined it would be. I knew that he had to leave, and I knew that he was going to be back, that in a couple days Logan and I would join him in Pittsburgh, but as I watched that plane fly into the distance I couldn't help but think back to that day six years ago, the day that he left me, and everything we had together behind.

Flashback

Ding-dong, I practically ran to the door as I saw Edward's car pull up, it had been almost a month since I had seen him last and I was so much more excited than I should be. It was defiantly hard dating someone so much older than you, especially when said person was a professional hockey player, and living in another city, let alone another state. Edward's schedule was getting pretty crazy these days, with extra practices, and with everything that was happening between him and Emmett, I knew that things were getting pretty tense. I opened the door with a smile on my face flinging myself into his arms, I had been feeling pretty sick to my stomach lately, and it was just nice to see someone who didn't remind me of my aching stomach, someone who would take my mind off of the posing problem.

Edward wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me tight to his body, before one of his hands slipped up to my head and pulled in closer to his chest as his head leaned down and he kissed me on top of my head. "We might want to shut the door; I don't want to let the heat out." I said and he nodded moving us forward and shutting the door behind us before he slipped off his shoes and we moved into the living room. Our conversation flowed naturally like it usually did, but as I looked closer at Edward the spark in his eyes was dulled, like something was taking over his thoughts, something that was blocking out everything else, and that something wasn't exactly a happy thought.

"Edward are you all right? It looks like you're thinking about something really really hard." I said and when he didn't answer for a moment my brow furrowed. "Edward?" I said loudly this time and his head popped up looking at me.

"What, oh sorry" he said and I nodded "what were you saying?"

"Is there something on your mind? Something important, that you might want to talk to me about?" I asked him and he took a deep breath.

He didn't say anything for a couple minutes before he looked up at me in all seriousness, his eyes sad and full of forgiveness at the same time. "I think we should break up." He said and my eyes widened.

"What?" I asked tears filling my eyes as I blinked them back quickly. "What are you talking about? I thought everything between us was going fine?"

"I just, you're so young Bella, you should be dating boys your age. Ones that you can see when you want to, not me, a guy who you have to schedule time to be with. I'm so much older than you Bella, you need to be with someone your own age, and I need to focus on my career right now." He said and now the tears were really falling down my face without my consent.

"I don't want to date boys my own age Edward, I want to date you. Can't you see that I love you Edward? I thought you loved me too, but apparently I was wrong." I said and he looked at me.

"Bella, now's the time that I need to use to focus on my career, so I can move farther, quicker." He said as another tear rolled down my cheek as I wiped it away with the back of my hand. So this was about his career, his career was so much more important than us loving each other, than wanting to be together no matter what the consequences were.

"I thought we talked about this, I thought that you wanted to be with me no matter what? What happened to no matter the consequences you would be there? I can't loose someone else Edward, I can't loose you." I spoke, now practically sobbing.

"Things change Bella, I'm sorry, but you'll come to realize that in time. I should go" he said walking to the front door as I followed him, "I hope that one day you'll forgive me for this."

End flashback

I had thought about that day a lot in the past six years, it had plagued my thoughts, what had I done wrong? Was there something that I could have done better to make him stay? Was it the sex? Kissing? Another girl? I didn't know the answers to those questions were back then, but now I did, and they all started with the letter E. As much as Emmett wanted us to forgive him I don't think I ever could. He pretty much ruined the rest of my childhood, and though the pregnancy was mine and Edward's fault, Emmett had taken Edward away from me, from everything that we could have been together. I hated that one person had been the deciding factor of our relationship, when that person wasn't even one of the two in it.

Even though Edward and I were together now, and that's what counted, I still couldn't help but think about the past, and think about how the past was affiliated with the present and future, and what happened in the past shaped what would happen in the future. I wanted to know that everything was going to work out, that in four years from now we would still be a family that we would be happy and married, and I wouldn't have to worry about anything that had happened in the past. I wiped away the tears that had fallen down my face in the moments since Edward had boarded his plane and left us, until we followed to Pittsburgh. I wanted to know that I had nothing to worry about with my son and me, that we could trust that Edward loved his and wouldn't leave us, but I wasn't sure if I could do that.

Forty minutes later I walked into the Café where Rose and Alice were sitting at one of the tables munching on cookies. I remembered that Rose and Ryan had an appointment this morning, a very important appointment, one regarding the sex of their twins. I hated knowing that Rose wouldn't tell Alice without me being there, and the fact that I had spent so much more time at the airport than I expected wasn't exactly going to make Alice happy. "There you are, what the hell took you so long? Rose wouldn't tell me without you being here." Alice said as I walked in, dragging me across the café in her heels and all.

"Sorry, I had a harder time leaving that intended." I said and neither of them said anything as a singular tear fell down my face. "Sorry about that, I want to hear what you have to say Rose, I'm just, well, it's just harder than expected."

She nodded not having much to say, having nothing to say at all, not really knowing the situation I was in. "Well, what are they?" Alice asked impatiently, throwing her hands into the air.

"I want you to know, that even before we found out the genders we had names picked out, and there is not even a little chance at persuasion, we've agreed, and there is absolutely no room for change." she said looking directly at Alice who always had to give her input.

"Alright, no input what-so-ever, now what are they?" she asked and Rose rolled her eyes.

"Two little girls! Avery Madison Taylor and Naomi Rae Taylor, they are going to be absolutely perfect, I just know it." She said and we awed at the names. Their two little girls were defiantly going to be beautiful, and with the genes they had they were going to be absolutely gorgeous growing up. The more and more I thought about Rosalie's pregnancy, the more and more I realized how much I wanted another baby. How much I loved taking care of Logan when he was a baby, how I could cradle him, and rock him, sing him lullabies, I wanted to be able to do that again, but right now, well there was just something that was telling me it couldn't happen, that it wouldn't, or maybe it was myself, saying that I would never happen because I was afraid that once again things weren't going to work out.

Rose, Alice, and I talked for a little while longer before I had to attended to the business aspect of my café, at the moment all I wanted to do was to get something else to focus on. I wanted something that was going to take my mind off of Edward going back to Pittsburgh, or Edward at all; he was all I could think about. At three o'clock I left my little office at the back of the café to pick Logan up from school, take him home, and then get him ready for the odd Monday night game he had this week. I hated the days like this, when he had to come home from school, hurry to do his homework, eat dinner, and then go before we made our way to the arena for the game.

Tonight it would be Rose, Ryan, Esme, Carlisle, and I seeing as Edward had just gone back to Pittsburgh, and Alice was meeting with her realtor, as they sat down and decided what she wanted in the shop in New York. Logan of course, was excited that his nanna and pop were going to be at the game tonight, and he couldn't wait to show off, though I hoped that he didn't show off to much of course. He was just like his father in that aspect, wanting to impress everyone despite how well they knew he could do things, and I had to say I loved that about both of them.

Logan had to be at the arena at five o'clock for the 5:30 start, and tonight they were playing one of the best teams in the league, which was defiantly a real chance for Logan to show off. As per request of Edward I was video taping the game so he could watch it when we got to Pittsburgh, he said that he wanted a chance to either be at, or watch every one of Logan's games, an agreement they apparently made so Logan could get better at hockey. I knew that Logan's dreams centered around becoming a professional hockey player one day, and with Edward being his father, I knew that his chances were better than most, he had a name to live up to, and I just hoped that it wouldn't break him as he tried to live up to that name.

Making sure to dress warm for the game I threw on a pair of holey gray skinny jeans and a fleece Banana Republic hoodie, deciding against a pair of boots, I pulled on my gray and black high top Nike high tops. Deciding against my contacts that had been giving me a headache the entire day I took them out and put my glasses on, hoping that they would make my headache go away, but I knew the noise of the arena wouldn't help either. "Logan, it's time to go" I called picking up his bag and my keys before heading out the door with my son in toe.

"I can't wait of the game, I'm so excited" he said practically bouncing in his seat as we pulled into the arena parking lot. Walking inside I could see Rose and Ryan holding hands and one of Rosalie's hands rested on top of her growing bump, Esme and Carlisle were standing across from them talking, but still in view, as Logan ran ahead to quickly say hi to them before he was shuffled off into the changing room. I made my way over as Esme kissed him on top of the head before he disappeared into the locker room and I smiled subtly at them.

"You okay darling, you look a little green." Esme said and I shrugged.

"I don't know, I woke up this morning feeling a little sick to my stomach. I thought it was just nerves seeing as Edward left for Pittsburgh this morning, but now I'm not so sure. I think I might be coming down with a cold." I said as Esme put the back of her hand to my forehead.

"You don't seem warm," she said as I shrugged yawning at the floor. "Tired too? You might have caught something, but I don't know what." She said as I shrugged once again. We quickly moved down to the arena so we could get well enough seats before all the other parents and family members took them up. Not long after the game started, and I took out the video camera for Edward, watching as well as I could as I tried not to fall asleep at my sudden tiredness.

We had just started the third period when it happened, Logan was racing down the ice as fast as he could towards the goal when some boy from the other kid came out of no where and slammed him into the boards. Now this kid wasn't some average skinny little five year old, he was chubby and taller than most, having more speed than you would've assumed, and that kid, well he hit him far harder than he should've. Logan fell to the ground with a loud groan and from only a few seats away I could hear the kid's mother yell "Good job, James, that'll do him in". I practically dropped the camera as I moved over to her, her son deliberately hurt my son, another player, who they weren't supposed to even be checking like that, or at all, and she was cheering?

As I moved over to her I could see that Logan wasn't getting up, and his team mates were gathered around him as Jake and the assistant coach moved out onto the ice, before the paramedic that was at all the games came out as well. "Excuse me miss, but why do you find it necessary to cheer when someone, a little kid was hurt like that?" I asked as politely as I could as the woman, clearly older than I, looked at me.

"Oh, honey it's the game, it's in the nature to do as they see fit, including checking" she said with a duh tone and I looked at her pointedly. "I'm sure he's fine, the coaches are looking over him, anyway."

"Oh, yes honey I know, it's clearly in the nature to check in PROFESSIONAL hockey, not in a little league when the children are four and five years old. And honey that little boy is my son, and clearly he isn't fine, when he can't get up, and the coaches are looking over him, that doesn't mean he's fine, it means he's hurt. For being a mother you clearly don't express any concern regarding anyone but your son, and even though he's likely hurt my son, I would hope the same wouldn't happen to him." I said and she looked at me her eyes narrowing.

"Look I don't know who you think you are, but my son did nothing wrong"

"Oh, so hurting someone is doing nothing wrong? You clearly have your priorities wrong lady because if you would have been paying attention you would have noticed that my son never had the puck, he was racing down the ice to get to his friend who was near the goal trying to get the puck. If he would have had the puck maybe a check would have been necessary, but never anything that hard. I hope you've taught your son that hurting someone is never the answer, because if you think that's the answer you've clearly been raising your son with some pretty naïve views on life."

"Are you questioning how I raise my son?" she asked in disbelief and I smirked at her.

"Why yes, I am. Because you think hurting someone is the answer, and I can see just the type of person you are by the clothes you wear to a child's hockey game." I said looking her up and down. Perfectly put together outfit, perfect hair with nothing out of place, an enormous diamond ring on her finger, and pearl earrings and necklace. "You're the type of mother who married into a rich family, likely coming from a rich family. You're diamond ring tells me that you're all about flaunting what you have and who you're married to. You wear a designer paints suit, and you're blouse I clearly know is from Dolce and Gabbana because my friend has the same one at her apartment. You wear a pair of black pointed toe Christian Louboutin heels, and the expensive wool pea coat resting on the back of you chair has a diamond broach on it. You have on a pair of real pearl earrings on and a matching necklace, your nails are French tip and perfect, no chips at all, meaning they aren't real. So yes I know exactly what type of mother you are, you're the type of mother who only enrolled her child into the program so he could continue it his entire life with hopes of him one day becoming a professional hockey player, so the name of your family would be a house hold name because your son. You're the type of mother who doesn't want what's best for him, you want what's going to up your family on the social hierarchy." I said smirking at her and she huffed, "To add, the woman sitting beside you isn't another mother to a boy on the team, she's your sons nanny, the one who takes him everywhere, makes sure his homework is done, makes sure that he's well fed and clean, and makes sure that he's in bed in time because you have more important things to do. And most importantly she was the one who brought him here today and made sure that he was on time."

"Look you think you may be able to tell exactly what type I am, but I can tell exactly who you are. You're a teenage mother, likely a high school drop out who doesn't know who her son's father is. You're being supported by your parents, and probably don't have a job because they pay for everything, your food, your clothes, your son and everything he needs. You're a nobody, who only has her son, and nothing else to live for." She said and raised my eyebrow laughing.

"Oh honey you are completely wrong about me. Yes I had my son when I was seventeen years old, and no I'm not married to his father, but we're together. I finished high school and went to college, and Ivy League college, I worked part time, and as for my parents they're dead. Passed when I was fifteen actually, and I lived with my best friends parents until after I graduated school. I don't live in their house any longer, but I do live in a house they purchased for me, as a graduation present. I run a VERY successful business, the Eclipse Café, right here in downtown Hoboken. I support me, my, son and my business with absolutely no help from anyone, and if I ever do need help I pay them back, every single penny, plus interest. As for his father, we have no problem supporting him." I said looking at her and she laughed.

"Okay, so maybe you're successful, but as for the father? What some big dreamer who is that same age as you, still trying to make his dream come true? If it hasn't happened now it never will." Said rolling her eyes and rather than laughing in her face I smirked at her.

"You ever heard of Edward Masen?" I asked and she rolled her eyes.

"Honey I don't live under a rock it's a house hold name." she said as Rose handed me the picture of Edward, Logan, and I together on New Years.

"Of course, sorry, it's probably a bolder. But if you would have been paying attention to the news lately you would have figured out that Edward Masen hasn't played in a game in two weeks. You would also know that he's been spotted in various parts of New Jersey with an unknown woman and a little boy, and lastly you would know that just yesterday its was aired that he is transferring teams, to the New Jersey Devils. Not because the Penguins don't want him anymore, not because he asked for it, but because he was offered the trade. Lou Lamoriello asked if he would like to come to the Devils after a long talk with Dan Bylsma, because they thought maybe, just maybe Edward would like to be closer to his son, MY SON." I said flashing the picture to her as I said the last part, her jaw dropping. "Yes honey, you were completely wrong about me, and maybe you would like to apologize about what you said about my son, because I'm sure if I mentioned this to Edward, something would be done about your son, what's you're name again? Denali, something? Oh, right" I laughed evilly. "You're Kate Denali, you're husband Eleazar works with my son's grandfather, Carlisle Cullen." I said and she stuck her nose in the air with a nasty look on her face.

"I'm sorry for, for thinking that it was so right to crush your son to a bloody pulp." And with that she flipped her hair into the other direction, grabbing her coat off the back of the chair and storming out the doors with the nanny and a cute little girl with strawberry blonde following behind her.

I turned around smirking at Rose, Ryan, Esme, and Carlisle before bursting out laughing. As I laughed I looking down at the bench where Jake was standing jaw slack before motioning for me to follow him. Esme, Carlisle, and I followed Jake into the locker room where I could hear Logan crying and Jake's wife Olivia tried to comfort him. The EMT was standing next to her as I looked at Logan, most of his gear off, and from what I could see bone sticking out of his arm. "It was a clean break to the right Radius, he's going to have to be transported to the hospital so the bone can be set and placed in a cast." He said as I looked at Logan.

"Everything is going to be alright baby, I'm going to call your dad and when we get to the hospital Pop is going to set your arm." I said looking at Carlisle as I mouthed 'Can you do it?' at him and he nodded.

"Bella, why don't you take your car, and I'll go in the ambulance with him, call Edward and let him know what happening." He said and I nodded quickly, "Honey everything is going to be fine. Go tell Rose and Ryan what's going on, and we'll meet you there okay?" he said kissing the top of my head as I nodded once again.

I quickly moved back out to the arena to tell Rose and Ryan what was going on taking a deep breath as I moved. "What's happening, is he okay?" Rose asked me quickly and I nodded.

"Well, he will be at least. The kid hit him hard enough for there to be a clean break to the right radius, and I know it'll be easier for Carlisle to set if the break is clean. They're transporting him to the hospital, and they'll do it there. But meet us at the hospital after the game; I want to know what the out come is going to be." I said smiling at her as I turned, almost running into the little girl with strawberry blonde hair and the little boys nanny.

"I'm sorry about your son ma'am" the woman said in a thick foreign accent. "Our little Tanya actually wanted to tell you something" she said and the little girl looked up at me nervously.

"I sorry for my mommy, all she wants is for us to be perfect. I neber wanted that little boy to get hurt, I hope he's okay. James didn't do it on purpose, he just wants to make mommy happy." She said looking down at the floor the entire time, and bent down to her level and smiled.

"In a couple weeks he'll be perfectly fine sweetheart, and you tell your brother not to feel bad, everything is going to be okay." I said smiling at her and the nanny before smiling back at Rose and walking up the steps before stepping into my Rover, oh this night wasn't over yet, I could tell.

(You're lucky, I was going to stop and do a part 2, but I know I always make you wait so long for an update, so it's goin to be all in one.)

As I climbed into my car I rested my head back against the seat and took a deep breath, there was that nauseous feeling again. It came and went, and it was very annoying, especially on a trying day like day. As I put the key into the cars ignition I pulled my Bluetooth out of my bag and hit Edward's number as the ringing sounded in my ear, letting me know that it worked so I could drive and talk at the same time. "Hey Bella, is the game over already?" he asked me sounding a little surprised.

"For us, yes, but no not for everyone else." I said and I knew that he with either going to be confused or worried, probably both.

"What do you mean? Is everyone okay?" he asked and I let out a breath.

"Yes and no, I'm on my way to the hospital" I said again not really giving him all the information I should be giving him. But I could hear noise in the back round, letting me know that he wasn't alone, he was either at his apartment with some of he guys, or they were still at the arena, or maybe a bar.

"Honey, seriously you're not giving me all the details, what's going on?" he asked sounding even more worried.

"Dammitt, how bad is it? I mean it has to be bad if you're on your way to the hospital." He said and I heard all the noise behind him cease.

"A clean break to the right radius, so bad that it's showing through his skin, Carlisle is in the ambulance with him, and I'm on my way to meet them. Carlisle will set the bone when we get there, and then wrap it in a cast, I don't know how long he'll have to keep it on, but it's a good bet that he'll be out for the rest of the season."

"Do you want me to come down there? I mean, I can leave right now and be there by early morning." He asked seriously

"No, everything will be okay Edward; you don't need to come down here. I just wanted to let you know what's happening, and I'll call you when I know the prognosis." I said hoping that he would listen to me. "Promise me that you're going to stay there Edward? We'll be there in a couple days, and I have it all on video so you can see what happened. But you have to promise me that you'll stay up there and start training again, you need to get back into the swing of playing Edward."

"Alright I promise, but please call me when you know more." He asked me.

"Of course Edward, I'm just pulling into the hospital now, I'll call you when I know more, love you." I said smiling at the last part, it was so nice to say that.

"Love you too."

Edward Masen

If I felt this way after having to climb onto a plane to go back to my job, I wonder how Bella felt. It hurt to be separated from them now, even though I knew that I would be back in a little over a week, it still hurt to be apart from them. I had gotten so used to them and their routines; I had gotten to know the new Bella, and our wonderful hockey playing son. I don't know why it was so special that Logan played hockey, maybe because even though Bella always said that hockey had changed her life she still allowed him to play. Like she let him play because it always set aside a little part that he would share with me, a part that she wanted to keep alive so he shared something with me. Logan was a special kid; he showed talent even though he was five years old, but it ever came down to it, I would never force him to continue if he didn't want to. It would be his decision and I knew that Bella felt exactly the same way that I did.

As I thought more and more about Logan it led me to start thinking about Bella, beautiful, beautiful Bella. The love of my life, and the girl I knew I wanted to spend forever with. As I thought about that it made me think about the conversation we had the night before, when she thought that I was proposing to her. The thought had crossed my mind only a couple days before, but she was right, it wasn't the right time for us to get married. We had just gotten together, and we needed to know that this was going to work out, we needed to know that we could live together without killing each other, that we could be around each other when we were pissed off, happy, hyper, and any type of mood we could ever possibly be in. I knew that I would always be there for Logan, but if there was any chance of us working out again, well we needed to learn to deal with each other.

It was all I could think about the entire plane ride to Pittsburgh and when I got off on the other end; I honestly couldn't wait to start skating again. Right from the airport I went to the hockey arena, and I knew that everyone else would be there because it was just barely eleven o'clock, and we would soon be breaking for lunch. I grabbed my hockey bag out of the trunk of my car and walked into the locker room where Jordan Staal was standing around talking to Jasper and Sidney, off to the side Chris Kunitz was talking to Kris Letang and Ben Lovejoy. Most of the other guys were still doing work outs or were on the ice, and I could see Marc Fleury walking off the ice in all his gear. "Hey Edward nice to have you back" he said and I nodded at him as I moved into the locker room to set my things by my cubby hole.

Of course the one person I didn't want to see was sitting in there wrapping tape around his hockey stick. I groaned but set my stuff down before trying to move to Bylsma's office without being see by Emmett. "Oh, hey Edward I didn't know you were going to be coming directly here today." He said and I nodded.

"Mhm" I said moving past him to get to the office but he stopped me again.

"It's nice to have you back." he said and I turned around and look at him.

"Oh, well haven't you heard I'm not back for long?" I asked him and looked at me confused. "Yeah, Bylsma talked to Lamoriello, I finish off my membership with the team after the game against the Sens. Then I have a week to pack-up, move back to Jersey, where I start playing with Devils, because I actually, well care about my family." I said walking out of the room leaving him stunned as I knocked on the door to Bylsma's office.

"Ah, Edward come in, come in" he said and I nodded. "Now, I suppose the only person who knows that you are leaving is Sidney, am I correct?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Well, I kind of wanted to get Emmett out of my hair so I just told him, but no one else was around." I said and he chuckled quietly before getting back to business. "I just got off the phone with Lamoriello, and apparently this isn't a done deal." He said seriously and I looked at him.

"What do you mean this isn't a done deal?" I asked him confused and angry.

"Apparently, Lamoriello said that he was signing you without actually talking to anyone about it yet. Apparently he wanted to get into your good graces enough, and when it was released yesterday to the public they still didn't know, and now everyone out there is making a big deal about it." He said and now I was completely livid. "The players aren't happy about getting a new defenseman so late into the season, they would have to re-work all their plays, and it would mean that their game would be off and their chances about continuing their road to the playoffs would diminish a little. Point blank Lamoriello told me that he's backing out of the deal, that he doesn't want to upset his team, and that he's sorry about all the trouble he's put you through." He said and at the moment I just felt like punching something.

"He can't do this!" I yelled hitting the arm of the chair. "Don't get me wrong I love it here in Pittsburgh, but I have Bella back in New Jersey, I have my son, and how can I take care of my family, how can we be a family when I can no longer go down there to continue my career? Lamoriello said this was a done deal, he told me, and you it was a done deal, he can't fucking back out now!" I yelled at he looked at me.

"There was never anything written out or signed Edward, it was a verbal agreement, and if we even try to take this to court it will cost us hundreds of thousands of dollars, and we will likely loose. Verbal agreements mean nothing, because you never know who is telling the truth. Nothing was signed, and right now your best bet is to let your contract run out and get signed to them when we all do trades at that time." He said and I looked at him.

"Fuck! I just signed a new contract in October! I'm here for another five years, I'm twenty-six years old, I'll be thirty-one by that time. I highly doubt they will sign me then! And what do I tell Bella? That I was a fucking idiot for not getting some kind of written agreement that I would be playing in New Jersey, that apparently Lamoriello is a fucking douche and I'm stuck here until my contract runs out? She won't exactly be happy!" I yelled and I knew to the people who were watching out side the sound proofed glass that I looked like a fucking idiot. "Call Lamoriello and tell him that he made an agreement, and he better fucking stick to it."

"Don't you think I've tried that Edward? I've done everything I could, he won't sign you. It would be a bitch getting you out of your contract, they don't want you down there, even though they're fucking stupid because you're an amazing player, and apparently you have to much emotional baggage to even think about taking seriously, but that's bullshit, because I know you, you can handle. I'm sorry Edward, but I've tried and he refuses to change his mind." He said and I looked down.

"I don't even know where to begin with what to say to Bella, she's going to be heartbroken, and I don't know what will happen from there." I said before walking out of the office and right out of the building.

"Edward, what happened?" I heard Sidney yell as he followed behind me.

"Lamoriello pulled out, I'm not going to play for the Devils, I'm staying right here in Pittsburgh." I said and he looked at me.

"A shit, you need a drink." He said and I looked at him.

"I might need more than one."

So hours later, I found myself back at my apartment with a bunch of the guys, just sitting around, laughing, drinking, and having a good time when my phone rang. I knew that it would either be Bella or my parents, likely Bella, and I didn't even know what to tell her about what was going to be happening now, now that I was going to be playing for the New Jersey Devils. "Hey Bella, is the game over already?" I asked her trying to sound surprised rather than nervous about my news.

"For us, yes, but no not for everyone else." She said confusing me but also making me worry. Not just about her but with Rose and the babies, Alice, and especially Logan who I knew was playing a game against one of the best teams in his league tonight.

"What do you mean? Is everyone okay?" she breathed out and waited a moment before answering.

"Yes and no, I'm on my way to the hospital" this was really starting to get on my nervous, she was being vague, very vague and I didn't know who she was talking about when she said that. There could be a problem with Rose and the babies, or with Logan, or anyone really, and I hoped that it wasn't with any of them, but maybe something else. The guys had gotten louder in the back round, apparently someone had done something super funny in their drunkenness, something that I had missed.

"Honey" seriously honey? Where the fuck had I come up with that one? "Seriously, you're not giving me all the details, what's going on?" I asked worriedly.

"Some little boy was trying to impress his stuck up pain in the ass mother and rammed Logan into the boards. He didn't even have the puck, Logan was skating to help Alex with an assist when the kid came out of nowhere, at top freaking speed and slammed Logan into the boards." she said and I groaned. Why the hell did it have to be Logan? And why the hell would some kid check Logan into the boards if he didn't have the puck, that was seriously effed up.

"Dammitt, how bad is it? I mean it has to be bad if you're on your way to the hospital." I said and the moment I spoke the word hospital every bit of talking, laughter, or hiccupping stopped.

"Do you want me to come down there? I mean, I can leave right now and be there by early morning." I asked seriously, I wanted to make sure that Logan was okay, even though I knew that I would have to be back at the arena tomorrow for practice, even if I somehow made my way to Hoboken and back.

"No, everything will be okay Edward; you don't need to come down here. I just wanted to let you know what's happening, and I'll call you when I know the prognosis." she said and I knew the she was going to pull something else to get me to stay put. "Promise me that you're going to stay there Edward? We'll be there in a couple days, and I have it all on video so you can see what happened. But you have to promise me that you'll stay up there and start training again, you need to get back into the swing of playing Edward."

"Alright I promise, but please call me when you know more." I told her hoping that she would. I was happy that she got the entire thing on video, I would be able to replay the tape see what had been going on the entire time, and try to see how the hit had made him break his arm.

"Of course Edward, I'm just pulling into the hospital now, I'll call you when I know more, love you." she said and I smiled, that was defiantly nice to hear.

"Love you too." The moment I hung up the phone I felt guilty about something. I wasn't entirely sure what, maybe it was the fact that my kid was in the hospital and I was to far away to do anything about it. But I knew that there was nothing I could do about it, and I only felt the pang when I told her I loved her.

"What's going on?" Sidney asked me, him and me being the only two half sober ones in my apartment.

"Logan got checked at his hockey game, and the kid checked him into the boards hard enough for there to be a clean break to his right radius. Bella's at the hospital with him, but she doesn't know what's going to happen, they think he'll be out the rest of the season." I said and he nodded. "Everything is going to be fine though, I have nothing to worry about." I said and right then, I hoped that what I was tell him and myself, well I hoped that it was true.