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Chapter— Together Again

POVS: Bella, Edward.

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Bella.

It's been about two weeks since I last saw Edward. I didn't call, neither did he. I didn't text him, neither did he. Maybe he was actually going to let me figure things out for a while. I've been really busy with my work; I haven't had time to go out with Rosalie or anyone. I call it busy. Rosalie calls it 'moping,'

Whatever.

I was at work, sitting at my desk when a really good friend of mine—who also works at the magazine as a journalist—Abbey, comes up to me.

"Bella," She greeted. I nodded to her and went back to typing on my computer.

"Bella, you really need to stop moping. It's not worth it. Just call the dude and have a passionate make-out session," She said like it was no big deal. If she only knew.

"Abbey, it's not that easy. I can't just call him up and be like, 'I thought it over, I want you back let's go out,' No. I won't do that," I argued and rubbed my eyes.

"Bells, you look so different, so tired. You don't do your make-up anymore. You don't even try to dress nicely; you just come in whatever you see in your wardrobe. And, I have to say that purple top does not go with those shoes,"

I rolled my eyes, "Thanks Abbs, now, did you come over here for any reason?"

"Jeez, you didn't have to be so rude. Can't I come over here just to see my best friend in the whole wide world?" She asked, putting on a big smile.

"Ok, what do you want?" I asked, finally meeting her gray eyes. She had dark brown hair, it was almost black, and was layered. She was beautiful. I'm sure any guy would be lucky to have her, but one problem. She's married.

"Well, Bella wella," She used her old nickname for me, "Can you baby sit my son?" I arched an eyebrow.

"Only for the afternoon. It's my anniversary tomorrow, please?" She pouted and but her hands together, in a praying gesture.

"Alright, I will." I agreed, and she cheered. Her eyes shining with happiness.

"Thank you, Bells. I owe you,"

"Damn right you do," I laughed. She ran back to her desk, her hair windblown.

Well, this has to be fun, spending the day with a four year old.

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I was at Abbey's house, sitting on her couch. Waiting for her to come down stairs.

"Thanks, Bella for watching the little rascal," Matt—Abbey's husband—said. I waved my hand at their son.

"No problem. I love kids, I can't wait to be a mom," I said, picturing what I would be like as a mother.

"I'm sure you'd be a great mom, Bell. And, the guy who steels your heart is a lucky one." He leaned toward me. "And if he breaks it, I will break him," He leaned away and smiled.

"Sure, Matt, I give you permission to," I laughed.

He smiled, "Is that a deal?"

I shook his hand, "You can bet on it,"

"And, the queen is ready. Bow down," Abbey said from the top of the stair case. Her black hair was in shiny ringlets, and she had a smoky eye. Did I mention she's always a make-up artist?

She was dressed in a short gray dress that brought out her gray eyes.

"You look beautiful, girl," I told her and winked. I looked over at Matt; he looked like a blind man who has just seen the sun again.

"You can say that again," He murmured.

"You look beautiful, girl," I repeated, teasing him. He waked my arm.

"Mommy, is a princess!" Their son exclaimed. They laughed, Abbey kissed his cheek.

"I love you baby boy. Be good for Bella. She's my best friend," I looked at her, and placed a hand over my heart.

"Aw, I wish I could say the same," I teased. She snorted, while Matt rolled his eyes.

"Bye guys, have fun!" Matt yelled, shutting the door behind him.

I sat on my knees as I watched their little boy, play with his blocks. I looked out the window and the sun was barely setting.

"Hey, buddy. What do you want to do?" I asked him. He looked up from his blocks to face me. His blue eyes, holding mine, as he thought of what he wanted to do.

He had brown hair, and with blue eyes with a gray rim around them. A mixture of his parents, he was going to be a charmer when he gets older.

"Ms. Bella?" His soft voice asked.

"Yes, hon," I answered. He stood up and clapped his hands together.

"To the park we go!" He shouted and started getting his jacket on.

"Ok, let's go," I shouted in an excited voice. He flashed me a huge smile. I opened the door. Romeo ran outside to the park down the block.

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"Ride the swings with me!" Romeo shouted. I nodded and ran over to him. Feeling like a kid again.

"This is so fun!" I yelled, playing along with him.

"Well, duh. But, the slide is my favorite. Let's go!" He shouted again and leaped off the swing and ran to the slide.

"Slow down, buddy. Bella's getting old here," I laughed, and heard his light giggle. He threw his head back, in laughter.

"Bella, your to pretty to be old. Old people are all wrinkly and icky. And they pinch your cheeks all the time!" He shuddered. I ran over to him.

"Like this!" I pinched his cheek softly. His eyes widened. I then kissed his cheek, and I could feel it warming under my touch. He was blushing.

"Bella, you're the first girl to ever kiss me!" He shouted, his eyebrows being raised so much they were covered by his bangs.

"But, your mommy has kissed you. And she's a girl," I put my hands on my hips. He copied the gesture.

"But, she's my mommy. She doesn't count," He argued. I laughed and threw him over my shoulder. He quickly repositioned himself so that he was sitting on my shoulders.

"I can see my house from here!" Romeo said, in his soft musical voice. He started to laugh at heavens knows what, and his laughter was so contagious I had to join in. But, stopped abruptly when I heard a familiar little voice.

"Daddy, your too slow! Hurry up! The slide is my favorite!"

"I'm sure it will still be there, by the time we get there. Calm down, Jules," I heard another familiar voice. Only, this one sounded honey smooth. Like velvet. I turned and gasped when I saw messy bronze hair.

"Hey look daddy! It's Bella… and Romeo!" Juliet's voice was excited. She ran over to us, and I was met by her sparkling blue eyes, and windblown hair. She was wearing and orange top, and an orange plaid skirt, with brown leggings and silver flats.

Now I wonder who dresses her.

Alice. Who else?

"What? Jules, don't make up lies. You know how much I miss her, don't say that," Edward told her, and held her hand. Pulling her in a different direction.

"No, daddy. Turn around. She's right there, now go tell her you love her and kiss," She said raising and eyebrow, and throwing a hand on her hip.

"Ok, I will turn around, but I wont see…." Edward turned around, and when he saw me. He looked like he stopped breathing. "Bella…"

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Edward.

There she was. Standing there in the middle of the park. She looked frozen in place, like she couldn't move even if she wanted to. She had a little boy who appeared to be four years old, sitting on her shoulders.

Come on, did she adopt a child to? No, I'm pretty sure, that's not it. But, she wouldn't keep him a secret, would she? Who knows, after all I did keep Juliet a secret.

"Edward," I heard her mumble out in an angelic voice. Her voice, I missed so much. It was so beautiful and hard to hear, because it broke my heart. I felt so bad about everything. I didn't call her or anything. She stood there, waiting for me to respond. But, I couldn't find my voice.

She took the little boy off of her shoulders and put him on the ground, and grabbed his hand.

"Come on, Romeo. Let's go home," How ironic, seriously, Romeo?

"No, Bella. I don't want to," He whined. Ok, so he wasn't her son. I almost had a heart attack. Now, I know how she felt when she found out about Juliet.

"No Romeo, let's go—"

I finally found my voice, so I cut her off.

"He can stay; you can stay if you want to. Just don't leave because we are here," I told her, my hand reaching out absent mindedly towards her. I quickly put back at my side.

"No, it's ok. We will be leaving," She clenched her jaw and started walking the other direction.

I had to stop her, but I couldn't. I had to say something, but nothing was coming out.

"No! Bella stay!" I heard Juliet whimper out from my side. Bella turned back around with, and looked at Juliet's heart breaking expression.

"I… Ok, I will stay," She mumbled out, looking away from Juliet. "Go play with Juliet, Romeo,"

"Hey Romeo! I'm in your class remember? Why did you move to Mrs. Kelly's class, from Mrs. Amy's?" Juliet asked him. He ran over to her.

Juliet looked up at me and said, "Your welcome daddy. I got Bella to stay!" She winked, "Now, go ask Bella on a date," I started her and shook my head. She just pushed me towards Bella's direction.

"Go, go talk to her. And, don't thank me. My work here is done," She skipped away over to Romeo.

"Well, I moved classes because, she was old. And, I don't like old people…" I heard Romeo say as he and her were walking over to slide.

I saw Bella standing a few feet away from me. I wanted to change the distance apart from us, and just run over to her and take her in my arms.

But, alas, I could not. So, we just stood there awkwardly.

The tension between us was there, and it was strong. No one could deny it. She stood there with her arms crossed over her chest. I shoved my hand deep into my pants pocket, and shuffled my feet; kicking the wood chips a bit.

The awkward silence was killing me. So, finally, I decided to say something. "So, how are you?" I asked. She looked over at me, and smiled a forced smile.

"Oh, I'm just dandy," She was being sarcastic. "And yourself?" She asked in a bored voice.

"Bella… Look. I'm sorry…"

She cut me off.

"No. Don't apologize. I'm the one who started this whole thing. Ok? Ok," She answered.

I breathed out and ran a hand through my hair. "Can we just start over?" I sighed.

"I don't know," She said looking away from me.

I wanted to hear her voice again, so I just decided to beg.

"Please?" I tried pouting, just to see if it would work.

Bella looked over at me and laughed. "Fine. You big baby," I smiled, and walked over to her, and held my hand out.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you. My name is Edward Cullen. And, I have a three year old adopted daughter," I said, honesty caressing my tone.

"It's nice to meet you as well. My name is Bella Swan. And, I have no kids," She smiled and shook my hand.

I rubbed the back of her hand lightly. She gasped and pulled her hand away slowly.

"Who's that then?" I tried to change the subject. It worked.

"Romeo?" I nodded. "He's my best friends son. I'm baby sitting him for her," She smiled.

"I don't like it," I said, shaking my head, and scrunching up my nose a bit. She looked at me puzzled.

"That I baby sat for her?"

"No, not that," She nodded, waiting for me to continue. "I don't like how his name is Romeo, and hers Juliet," She laughed at my expression.

"Don't worry, they wont get married," She giggled. They kids made their way of to us.

"Hi Bella," She waved at Bella and gave me wink, while I rolled my eyes. "Guess what daddy?"

"What's that Jules?" I asked her. She grabbed Romeo's hand.

"I'm going to marry Romeo!" She shouted, smiling the biggest smile ever. I looked at Romeo to see him snatch his hand away and stick his tongue out in disgust.

"And I spoke to soon," Bella laughed.

"I don't want to marry anyone now, I'm sorry. But, I don't like girls yet. They have cooties!" Romeo shouted and ran away. Juliet chased after him yelling, 'we do not!'

"Edward calm down, they are little kids. They don't even know what marriage means," Bella tried to calm me down. I didn't realize my hands were clenched into fists until I felt her soft hands caress mine.

I looked at her bright, big brown eyes. Holding her gaze. There was that feeling again. The butterflies in the stomach. The loss of words. The mouth dry. The eyes holding as much passion as they could possibly hold.

I leaned forward slowly; trying to make sure it was ok with her. She leaned in also, that was a good sign. I kept my hands at my sides. As was hers. She leaned forward a bit more. Until, I guess, it was too much for her.

"Edward," She moaned my name. My body felt as if it went into a near frenzy at the sound. I had never wanted my name to sound any way other from her the way she just said it.

She quickly closed the distance and dug her hand in my hair, and I wrapped my arm around her waist.

She brushed her lips across mine. At first, it was just a light peck. But, it soon came to be more.

She licked my bottom lip, asking for an invitation in, and of course I quickly let her in. Wanting to feel her soft tounge battle with mine.

And, that's what they did, battled for dominance. I never wanted to break the kiss, but we had to break away for oxygen. Damn oxygen.

Even though we had to break away, it didn't keep her lips away from my skin. She kissed down my neck. And, I hers. I found a soft spot behind her ear, and her heard her moan in pleasure.

I crashed my lips back to hers, wanting to feel them move against mine once more. But, this time it wasn't as intense as the other time. I tried to make it like that, but I had to stop, even if I didn't want to. But, I soon had to stop because we were interuppted by two toddlers.

"Ew! They're kissing!" I heard a little voice behind me. I quickly pulled away to see a smirking Juliet, and a completely grossed out Romeo.

"Ew, how you people can do that, its nasty! I would never kiss a girl!" Romeo said, shaking his head.

"Would you kiss me?" Juliet asked him. Steam was probably coming out of my ears by now. That is not something you want to hear come from your daughters mouth.

"Juliet!" I yelled at her. "Don't say that!"

She smiled and said, "Fine then, I was just teasing. Sheesh. You men take things so serious," She ran back over to the slide with Romeo right behind her.

Was she really even 3 ½? Because she acted as if she were a teenager.

"Edward, calm down. She's just messing with you," Bella said, grabbing my jaw pulling me back to face her. Her lips still swolen from kissing, and her brown eyes were sparkling.

She grabbed onto my shirt, and kissed me again. She slowly pulled away, her lips lingering on my lips.

I leaned forward—with my eyes closed—wanting more. I opened my eyes slowly to find her with her eyes closed, and a look of guilt on her coloring her features.

"I'm so sorry, Edward. For everything. I was an idiot," She mumbled, pulling me out of my daydream.

"No. Don't say that, I would have done the same thing if you had a kid, and I didn't," I tried to tell her it was all right, but she wouldn't listen.

After about ten minutes of persuasion she finally gave up with a sigh.

"Edward, I was wondering…" She refused to make eye contact. And, I wasn't having that. I touched her chin lightly, with my fingertips. I pulled it up, gently making her face me.

"What is it?"

"C-can, we take things slow?" She stuttered. As much as I refused to admit it, I knew we were moving at a quick rate.

"Of course," I nodded. She sighed and laid her head on my shoulder.

A guy could get use to this.

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A/N: So… what did you think…? Hope you all liked it! More to come soon.

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