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Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight…

I drifted off to sleep, finally. It seemed to take forever, thoughts of how to deal with this situation and what had gone wrong kept me awake.

I woke hours later to find it still dark out. I rolled towards her side of the bed, searching, she wasn't there. I sat up still groggy rubbing my palms over my eyes, and looked toward the alarm clock.

3:32 a.m. Damn.

I worried slightly as to why she wasn't in bed; I leaned toward the bathroom to check. She wasn't there. I got up, throwing on my boxers and heading down the hall. I went to the kitchen first, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge.

I finally found her in her office, sitting on the floor looking through our wedding photos. "Bella?" I questioned when I saw her.

She looked up at me through tear filled eyes. "Hey," she said voice thick with tears.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked as I sat down on the floor beside her. I pulled her to me and she gripped my neck tightly as another sob ripped through her.

"I remember this day."

"Our wedding day?" I asked shocked.

"Yes, I remember everything about it, the way I looked, the way you looked, our guests, the food, the music, everything."

"That's great babe," I was sort of confused. I couldn't understand why she was crying the way she was. I mean a few tears sure, but she was sobbing. "Bella, what is it? Tell me." I begged.

She pulled away slightly and my thumbs wiped away the tears on her cheeks. "Edward, I have to tell you something. I don't want you to feel pressure to say it back, but I have to say it." She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes with her fingers trying to get it together.

"It's okay, whatever it is, it's okay."

She held my face and looked into my eyes, "Edward, I love you."

I shook my head slightly trying to make sure I'd heard her right, "I'm sorry, what was that?"

She smiled and said it again, "I, love, you." She paused between each word to make sure I got it.

In a movement that was so quick I didn't even realize what I'd done; I was on top of her. "Oh Bella," I said between kisses, "I love you too." The kiss was not frenzied or rushed, it was slow and familiar.

We laid there on the floor, kissing, tasting, and pulling at each other's lips. It felt good to say it, to finally tell her how I felt. But it felt even better to hear it, "I never stopped loving you," I said. "I've missed you so much it hurts." I made a path with my lips down her jaw to the tender skin below her ear.

I continued with her neck, "Is that why you were crying? Because, you wanted to tell me you loved me?" I asked.

"Well," she began I stopped and looked at her, she was choosing her words carefully. "That's part of the reason," she pushed on me so I would sit up. She turned her body reaching for something behind her, "I found this in my desk drawer."

Bella held a long slender box out to me and my eyes widened in response. I reached for it, shocked that it had been sitting in here unopened for nearly four months.

It was the gift I had tried to give her the night of our last wedding anniversary. Bella had been too busy in her quest to finish her latest chapter to worry about it. She had been almost cruel to me that night, pushing me aside to finish her work instead.

That night was the night I decided it was over. I had walked out of her office, leaving her to her work and leaving the gift on her desk. It was the night I started sleeping in the guest bedroom.

Bella cupped my face reminding me that I wasn't alone in the room. "I'm sorry Edward." she said.

I stood up and backed away from her. I realized then that she knew what she'd done. She remembered that particular night as well. I ran my fingers through my hair trying to figure out what to say.

"Edward," she sighed. "Say something."

"Just give me a minute Bella," I said. "I'm not exactly sure what to say here." I paced the room.

She started to get up, I tried to help her, and she pushed me away. "Don't touch me Edward." she said. "I just apologized to you and you can't think of anything to say. It's pretty clear how you feel about the situation." She started to limp out of the room.

I stopped her, "Bella, listen to me. This is a lot for me to comprehend. What do you want me to say? You're forgiven? It's okay? What?" I asked letting my anger sink in.

"I don't know but just sitting there sure as hell isn't the thing to do." She pushed me out of the way as she made it down the hall. "You know Edward? There are a few things you don't know about that night."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked skeptical.

"When if finished working that night, I planned on apologizing to you." She was sitting on the edge of the bed when I made it to our bedroom. "I came in here looking for you." I watched her cover her eyes with her palms. "I knew I'd made a mistake, I wanted to make it right."

I stood there stunned. "Bella, are you sure?" I asked.

She shot me an angry glare, "Yes I'm sure! What you think I dreamt it? I can see myself walking in here and looking for you. I searched the whole house; I even went to the garage to see if you had left."

"Well you didn't look hard enough," I said angrily. "I was sleeping in the guest bedroom."

"I know that asshole!"

I had to physically hold the smile back. I'm not sure why but her calling me an asshole sounded funny to me.

"I was getting to that part! You didn't let me finish!" She looked up at me then, apparently I didn't have the smile as hidden as I thought I did. "Do you think this is funny?!"

"No," she lifted an eyebrow questioning the look on my face. "Well maybe a little, you called me an asshole. That's funny Bella."

"Get out!" she yelled.

I was shocked; I was simply trying to lighten the mood. She took it personally. I moved toward her, "Oh baby, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have…"

"Please, just leave me alone for a moment." she cried.

"Bella," I said as I went to sit next to her on the bed.

"Please Edward, just give me a few minutes alone." I tilted her chin forcing her to look at me. She didn't say anything; I saw nothing but anguish on her face.

"Okay," I said, as I kissed her temple and got up.

I blew her a gentile kiss as I shut the door behind me.

I slumped down on the sofa, glancing at the clock as I did so. It was 3:48 a.m. I decided I would give her until 4:00 a.m. before going back in.

I sat there for five minutes going over what I wanted to say, what I needed to say to clear the air. I realized then that I needed some help. "Emmett." I said out loud, no that wouldn't work; I needed a female someone who knew Bella like I did. Alice.

I grabbed my cell phone from the kitchen holding it my hand re-thinking what I was about to do. I was going to have to come clean and tell her that we were sleeping together, if Jasper hadn't told her already. "She's going to find out sooner or later," I muttered to myself as I hit the speed dial button.

It rang a few times before a sleeping Alice answered, "Hello?"

"Alice, it's Edward."

"Edward!" she said suddenly awake. "What's wrong? Is Bella okay?"

"Yes, yes she's fine. I just need to talk to you."

She chuckled slightly, "I was wondering when you were going to call me."

"Why?" I asked.

"Jasper told me you guys are back together so to speak. I knew it was just a matter of time before either you or Bella called for help."

I apologized before I said anything else. I knew I had told everyone that I would be careful and I hadn't been. I had allowed this to happen, egged it on even.

"It's okay Edward," she said a little irritated. "Jasper told me that you are crazy about her, to be honest I'm more worried about what is going to happen to you when this is over. She's not going to be happy about this."

"Alice, there is no way you can know that. What exactly did she tell you about the divorce before the accident?" I asked curiously. Now that I had her on the phone I wanted details, anything that I didn't know before, I felt like I needed to know now.

"Bella started telling me that things were going south around Christmas. She said that you wanted her to quit writing, that you were overbearing, and needy."

I felt a familiar anger well up inside me, "She said I wanted her to quit writing?" I asked with a little more venom than necessary.

"Hey get a grip!" she shouted back. "Bella never said that you asked her to stop just that she thought you wanted her to. Did you want her to stop writing Edward?"

"No." I took a calming breath, "I just wanted us to find balance. Something I know now that I didn't know then is that being her editor hurt us. It made it too easy for us to talk about work and only about work."

"What else did she say?" I asked once we got quiet.

"She said that your moving out shocked her a little bit. That she came home and you had already moved out. But she didn't act upset about it, she sounded more relieved than anything."

I sat there for a moment pondering.

"Edward, is this why you called? Or did something happen to make you call me at nearly 4:00 in the morning?"

"Something happened." I stated.

"Well… do you want to tell me what it was?"

I told her everything that had happened since we got home. About her ring, the way we'd made love, and talked about the divorce. Then finally how I'd found her sitting on the floor in her office. It didn't surprise me that Alice knew nothing of what had gone on the night of our last anniversary. Bella had kept all of the things that made her look bad to herself. She was perfectly content to let Alice believe I had caused it all. This angered me a little but I pushed it aside.

I took a deep breath when I finished, and waited for Alice to tell me what to do.

"Wow!" she said with some excitement. "She told you she loves you?"

"Yup," I couldn't hide the smile that I knew was obvious in my voice. "So what should I do?"

"Well you can start by apologizing for laughing at the situation. She was obviously upset and you laughing just made it worse."

"Thanks Alice, I knew that much." I said sarcastically. "I need actual help here, I don't know how to handle this. Her memory is slowly but surely coming back. I don't know what I'm supposed to do." I felt desperate.

"Okay, okay, just talk to her. Tell her anything she asks about and be honest. Lying to her now will only make the situation worse. It's obvious she's trying to piece it back together, help her."

It sounded simple and obvious to me now.

"Tell her how you feel now, how you felt then. By the way that reminds me… have you told her about your little girlfriend?"

My heart sunk to my feet, I knew it was coming. "No." I said. "I haven't felt like the time was right."

"Well Edward, when exactly do you think the time will be right? It's not going to get any easier, in fact the longer you wait the harder it's going to be. I don't recommend telling her tonight, but you should do it as soon as possible."

"Alice, swear to me you won't tell her." I begged. "I want it to come from me, not anyone else."

"I won't tell her as long as you promise me that you will." We were both quiet for a moment, "What kind of best friend would I be if I know about this and don't say anything?"

"I know," I said. I understood; if I ever saw Rosalie or Alice cheating on Emmett or Jasper I would be the first to tell them. Bella had a right to know. "I promise I will tell her, just give me some time."

"Okay," she sighed. "I'm going to let you go, it's almost 4:30 Charlie will be awake in an hour and a half. Just go talk to her, you can get through this."

"Alright," I said. "Thanks Alice, I'm sorry for waking you."

"No problem, don't ever hesitated to call me."

We hung up and I sat there for a minute more before heading to the bedroom. I opened the door quietly, the lights were off and it looked like Bella was sleeping, "Bella," I whispered to check.

She rolled over to face the door, "What?" she whispered.

I sat next to her on the bed, letting my hand rest on her hip, "I'm sorry baby, I shouldn't have laughed." I leaned down and let my lips brush her cheek, "I know this is hard, it's hard for me too."

She tugged at my arm trying to get me closer, "Edward, I know this is my fault."

"Bella," I shook my head trying to deny it. "It can't all be your fault, it takes two to tango."

She pressed her delicate fingers to my lips, "Let me finish," she said. "I forgot our anniversary, and to make things worse when you tried to remind me, I brushed you off."

I sat there for a minute trying to swallow the knot in my throat. She was right, I had tried to mend it and she had brushed it off.

"When I found you in the guest bedroom I should have gone in there, woken you up, kissed you, made love to you, anything. But I didn't, I was stubborn and calloused," she stopped and a few tears spilled out onto her cheeks. "I love you and I'm sorry."

She sat up and I held her close letting relief sweep through me. This is all I had wanted before; I wanted her to acknowledge that I existed, to tell me she loved me. "Bella," I kissed her, letting it deepen quickly. "I love you, God, I love you."

In a flurry of movements I was inside of her. I collapsed on top of her when we were finished, loving the way she held me to her breast. "Damn woman!" I exclaimed as I peppered kisses on her dampened skin. "Are you trying to kill me or what?" I teased.

"Hey," she laughed, "I didn't start it this time that was all you."

I lifted my head up to get a look at her face, "I love you," I kissed her lips gently, "so much." I said.

She hummed in content and her eyes fluttered shut, "Wait, don't you want to open the gift?" I reminded her before she drifted off.

"Oh," she sounded like she'd forgotten, "yes, I almost forgot."

I got up and grabbed the gift from her office making a quick trip to the kitchen to get her journal. I thought that the gift inside would go well with the journal.

I sat down beside her on the bed, handing her the slender box first. "Here, open it." I said with a smile.

She tore off the paper and smiled when the outside box didn't reveal much. She continued and I watched her face carefully waiting for her reaction. I wasn't sure if the gift would have as much meaning to her now that she wasn't writing.

She opened it and her breathe caught in her throat, "Edward," she whispered, as her fingers touched the mother of pearl end of the delicate pen.

"Do you like it?" I asked. "It's a special edition Mont Blanc Ingrid Bergman pen." I reached inside the box pulling it out, "It has an amethyst stone on the end of the clip."

"It's beautiful Edward," she leaned in and kissed me gently.

"And," I reached behind me grabbing the journal, "I know you've already seen this but you haven't seen what's written in it."

She smiled and took the journal opening it to the first page, I watched her eyes well up as she read the words. "Edward, thank you." She dabbed her eyes, "I love them both, I feel bad I don't have anything to give you."

"Here I'll make a deal with you, let's say you don't leave me when this is all over and we'll call it even. Okay?"

She laughed, "Edward, stop that. I am not going to leave you."

"You can't possibly know that," I began. "You don't know how you're going to feel."

She held my face with her palms, "Listen to me," she said. "I can't explain it, but I just know this is all going to work out. If it will make you happy I will destroy the divorce papers right now. We can move all of your things back in tomorrow if you'd like."

"No, no," I laughed, "let's not get ahead of ourselves."

We finally fell asleep at about 6:00 and slept we slept until 11:00.

"What do you want to do today?" I asked when we finally made it out of the shower.

"Well first I want to get a look at those papers, then I want to go out to lunch."

I hesitated eyeing her carefully, "Why are you so adamant about seeing the divorce papers?"

She didn't say anything, so I walked to her wrapping my arms around her waist. "Tell me Bella."

"I just want to see them," she said.

"That's not going to do Bella, I want to know what has you so curious."

"Okay, it's just that I don't understand your need to hang onto them especially now that I've told you I love you." She took a deep breath and continued, "I simply want to see them, I think it might shed some light on things."

I kissed her once giving in and took her to the kitchen. I grabbed my laptop case and pulled the papers out. I sat down next to her and handed her the envelope. "Here they are," I said.

She opened it carefully, pulling them out. The first things she saw were the tagged pages indicating the need for our signatures. "So all it would take to make this final is a simple signature?" she asked.

"That's it," I said simply. "One signature and you can be rid of me." I joked.

She pushed at me, "That's not funny Edward; I don't want to be rid of you."

"I was just kidding baby," I kissed the side of her head. "Here let's put the papers away and go get some lunch."

"Who said I was done looking at them?" she asked with a cocky grin on her face.

"Oh," I said confused. "Well aren't you?"

"No, I want to read through them."

I rolled my eyes at her and got up, "I'll be in the living room, let me know when you're done." I was slightly irritated; I didn't want to sit there while she went over every detail of our divorce.

Five minutes later I felt two warm arms circle around my neck from behind the couch. "I'm done, are you ready to go get something to eat."

My irritation melted away, "Well it's about time," I said. "Find anything interesting in there?"

"Nope," she said as she pulled me to the door.

I held her hand as we drove, "I think I'd like to take you to the deli where we had our first date, if that's okay with you."

"Sounds good to me," she said.

We ordered our food and I took her to the exact booth that we sat at that night. "So what did we talk about on our first date?" she asked.

"Oh you know, it was typical first date conversation. How many brothers and sisters do you have? Where'd you go to college? That sort of thing," I said as I sipped my drink.

"So did you know right away that you wanted to marry me?" she asked.

"I think I did," I answered honestly. "I knew I'd never met anyone like you." I couldn't help it the look on her face was so adorable I had to lean across the table and kiss her. "You were so cute that night, you got jealous of the girl that took our order and gave her a dirty look."

"I did not!" she almost shouted.

"Yes you did. Why would I make something like that up?" I asked with my cocky grin in place.

When our food came we ate in comfortable silence, "So," she began, "is your apartment far from here?"

"It's about ten minutes away," I said. "Why?"

"I would like to see it."

About a million thoughts ran through my head. I wasn't sure I wanted Bella to see it. That life seemed far away now. Not to mention the thought of running into Tanya while we were there. It made me nervous.

"I don't know about that Bella, are you sure you want to see it?" I asked hoping she would change her mind.

"Sure," she said in a chipper voice. "Why wouldn't I want to see it?"

"Okay," I said. "We can go there when we finish here."

As we drove to my apartment I reminded myself that Tanya would be at work and pushed the thought out of my head. It didn't stop me from looking around the parking garage for her car when we got there. It looked all clear so we headed inside. "When we come back out I'll show you my bike. The keys are inside." I said as I held the door for her.

I showed Bella around, it was a nice place. And under different circumstances I wouldn't have minded living here.

She walked through my apartment slowly, taking it in, letting it become real for her. "How did you feel?" she asked. "I mean while you were still living here, how did you feel?"

I answered quickly and honestly, "Lonely," I said.

She moved toward the island and pushed herself up with her wrists, sitting on the edge. "Come here," she motioned for me to stand between her legs.

I complied, and smiled as her hands wound themselves around my waist. "I'm sorry you felt lonely, while living here." She pulled my face to hers, kissing me. "Let me make a new memory for you here."

I felt myself grow hard instantly because of her words, "Bella," I sighed. Unsure of what to say, I didn't know how I felt about having sex with Bella here after I'd done it with someone else in the same place. It felt odd.

She must have felt my hesitation, "Don't over think this Edward. You think way too much." She grinned and laid herself back on the counter, pulling me closer with her feet that were still dangled over the edge.

I ran my hands up and down her legs, watching as her eyes fell shut. I leaned over and raised her tank top up so I could kiss her belly button. Her skin tightened in goose bumps. "Let me help you get to where you're going." She moved my face out of the way and unbuttoned her shorts. "Take them off," she said.

I laughed a little, "You're impatient," I said as I pulled her shorts down over her legs letting them fall to the floor. I leaned over her, starting at her neck and kissing my way down.

I sat up only long enough to lift her top up over her head. I took my time, teasing her. She surprised me by pressing the palm of her hand to my head and pushing down, letting go when my face was in line with her sex. "Stay down there," she said.

"Yes ma'am," I said jokingly as I kissed her inner thighs while pulling her panties off. I spread her with my fingers and kissed her sensitive flesh once before giving one long slow lick, all the way from her entrance to her clit.

I watched her face while I did it again. "Does that feel good baby?" I asked even though I already knew the answer.

"Yes," she whispered, "don't stop."

I draped her legs over my shoulders, letting my nose run circles around her clit. I loved how wet she was, how swollen, it only proved she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I found a rhythm licking her slowly. "Mmm you taste good." I said as I continued. I sucked her clit gently, nibbling my way down to her entrance where I plunged my tongue inside.

I felt her squirming beneath me, begging me with her body for release. "Yes Edward," she whispered as her fingers threaded through my hair pulling me closer.

I curled my fingers inside of her and that was her undoing, "Oh my God! Fuck!" she hollered.

I smiled as she came and continued licking until she sat up. She pulled at my face and forced her tongue into my mouth. She undid my belt quickly, forcing my jeans to the floor next to her shorts.

I hissed through my teeth when she gripped my erection, "Fuck me Edward," she said into my mouth.

"Gladly," I said as I pulled her body to the edge of the counter. I let her line me up at her entrance before plunging forward. She yelped when I hit the back of her, "God you feel so good." I said as I started to move in her.

"I want to ride you," she said.

I continued moving in her hard and fast, "I don't think you should, it's too soon."

"Scoot back," I did as I was told and scooted myself back from her slightly. She moved herself even closer to the edge. "Be still," she instructed.

I watched her work her hips on my body. The urge to thrust was almost too much to bear. I held onto her, hips guiding her movements. Making her go harder and faster, "Oh God Bella!" I shouted.

"Don't move," she said with a smirk when I began thrusting.

"Please baby," I begged.

"No, not yet," her breathing was erratic, coming in hard heavy gasps.

I held still for a few more minutes before I pushed her back, "I can't take it anymore!" I grabbed her hips roughly forcing myself deep.

Bella's hand reached between us finding her clit, "That's right baby," I groaned. "Let go, Bella, come for me."

I lifted her legs up to rest against my chest, kissing and nipping at her ankle, her toes curled and I felt her clench down around me. "Fuck, I can feel you coming baby." I said as I thrust a few more times before emptying myself inside of her.

I put her legs down and let my body come to rest on top of hers, "I love you." I said as I kissed her.

"There," she said. "Did that make it less lonely for you here?"

I laughed out loud as I sat up, "Yes, I think it did." I said.

I leaned down to pull my jeans up, as she searched the kitchen for her clothes. "Umm, where are my panties?" she asked.

I looked around the room and finally found them on the couch. "Hmm," I said. "I don't remember throwing them but I guess I did."

She laughed when I handed them to her.

"Come on," I said. "Let's take a look at my bike then we can head home."

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