"We're here," Edward said. I looked up as we pulled into Edward's driveway and let out a deep breath, one that I was sure I'd been holding since I walked into that reunion.

He parked the car and I got out, shivering. It was a little colder out here in the middle of the woods and I didn't even bother to grab my coat when we left.

I glanced out at the trees and wondered if his ring was still somewhere out there or if the animals had captured and buried it deep in the ground.

"Bella?" Edward called. He was up on the porch, looking back at me. He smiled as I started forward and followed him up the steps.

I hadn't been inside this house in ten years. It held some of my best memories with him and I guess I could be happy that he didn't share this with her. This was always our place. His parents barely came up here with Doc's hectic work schedule so we were really the only ones to use it.

The house looked just like a typical log cabin with a beautiful porch and trees for miles. The other side faced a small lake, with steps heading down towards the water and a small dock below.

He held open the door for me and I stepped inside. It smelled the same. I smiled.

"You hungry?" He asked, heading for the kitchen. "We didn't really get to finish our meal."

"Yeah." I ambled behind him and sat down at the bar as he started rummaging around in the cupboard. He grabbed a box and spun around. "Mac N Cheese?"

"Perfect." I looked down at my dress. "Do you mind if I borrow some clothes?" I asked.

"Yeah sure." He filled a pot with some water. "There should be some sweats in the chest in my room."

I slipped from the stool and walked down the hallway to where we always slept here. I pushed the door open and spotted the chest in the corner. I reached behind me, pulling the zipper of my dress down as I walked. I pulled the top drawer of the chest open and stepped out of the dress, leaving it in a pile on the floor.

There were a few pairs of sweatpants and t-shirts folded in the top. I rummaged out around pulled some out. I unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor as I pulled a shirt over my head. I sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly pulled the sweatpants on.

There was a picture on his nightstand, one of us from a weekend we spent up here. I smiled and reached for it, pulling it into my lap. After a few moments, I put it back in its place and went back into the kitchen.

Edward was standing at the stove, clutching his hand and trying to stir.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing."

I sighed. He hurt his hand.

I walked over to him and pulled him away from the stove. I grabbed some ice from the freezer and wrapped it up in a towel. I forced him to sit down and laid the ice pack over his knuckles.

"Maybe you wouldn't hurt your hand if you didn't go around punching ex-husbands…" I teased.

"Any ex-husband of yours deserves to get punched."

I turned and went back to finish cooking the food. When it was done, I dished it out into a large bowl and grabbed two forks before sitting down beside him.

We both picked at the bowl of mac and cheese for awhile in silence, but there was a lump in my throat. I still needed to ask him what was going on. We could sit here and flirt and make jokes with each other all night, but that wouldn't do anything except pull me deeper into this. Not knowing the outcome made that a dangerous line to walk.

"Edward, I need to ask you something." I slid my bowl away from me. "Why aren't you divorced yet?"

His eyebrows shot up and he cleared his throat. "When Kate and I…or I, I guess, decided it was time to end it officially…the judge required us to do a trial separation. I would have ended it right then and there if I could have, but I had to wait it out and Kate mistook my complacency with that as s sign that I was sticking around because I still wanted to work it out. The reason I was late tonight was because I was meeting with my divorce lawyer. We wanted to make sure all of the paperwork was set for the court date coming up in a few weeks. I should be able to officially file then."

"Oh," I breathed. "I'm sorry." I shook my head. "I don't know why I was questioning it…Kate said…" I stopped and took a deep breath. "Doesn't matter."

"I should have explained." He got up and kissed my forehead as he took our dishes to the sink. "Moon's beautiful tonight." He nodded towards the back of the house, out over the lake. He grabbed two beers out of the refrigerator and a blanket from the couch as he started outside.

The small porch off the back of the house held a small swing and a grill. I followed him outside and watched as he sat down on the bench, shook out the blanket, and patted the seat next to him.

I graciously accepted his invitation and a beer as I snuggled up to his side and covered us up with the blanket.

"So what do we do after this?" I asked, glancing out over the lake.

"After what?"

"After this weekend is over."

"I suggest we hide out here until Sunday. I'll file in a few weeks and finalize things with Kate. And then if you need to go back and settle some things, then go back." He turned towards me and gently tilted my chin up, forcing my eyes to his. "But you just have to promise me you'll come back to me when you're ready. Ten years was too long."

I smiled and pressed my lips to his. "I promise."

A/N: This chapter was a little short, so apologies for that but I wanted it to end there.

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