A/N Apologies for not updating earlier, but my laptop died :( I'm having to use the PC now which is taking forever. Big thankyou to CLH83 for the input on the hockey portion of the chapter. Also thankyou to my unofficial beta Everclearbabe who luckily had a copy of the work I had done on this chapter so that I didn't have to start from scratch.

Hope you enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 14

EPOV

I woke up that morning and was instantly aware that Bella wasn't in the bed with me. As I begun to wonder where she could be I heard a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen.

I got up and quickly slipped a pair of boxers on before venturing out into the kitchen. As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and began to focus I saw Bella. She was frying some eggs, wearing only her underwear and my white shirt from last night.

Whilst I stood in the doorway, staring at Bella's silky smooth, ivory legs, I felt myself becoming aroused as I was reminded of last night and hoping we could pick up where we left off.

"Morning" Bella's angelic voice broke me out of my reverie.

I walked over to where she stood and wrapped my arms around her "Morning beautiful" I said, before placing a tender kiss on the hollow of her ear. As she continued cooking I remained behind her, my arms encircling her. I gently nibbled on her ear before kissing along her collar bone.

"Edward" she groaned.

"What?" I asked, a little huskily.

"I'm trying to concentrate and I can't do it with you kissing me like that" she almost sounded a little mad.

I removed my lips from her skin.

"You didn't have to cook me breakfast" I said.

"Who said this was for you" she said, as she briefly turned her head, I saw a playful smile spread across her face.

"Don't be like that" I pouted. "By the way, my shirt looks a lot better on you" I added.

"I'm just about done here" she said, turning the hotplate off. She swivelled around to face me. Her eyes were looking directly into mine. I crushed my lips to hers. As our mouths mashed against one another her hand was running through my hair, whilst my hands had moved south of her waist. I gently squeezed her ass eliciting a soft moan from Bella.

I reluctantly tore my lips away from hers, aware that I had a shift in less than an hour. I saw a confused expression flit across Bella's face. I placed a few chaste kisses on her lips. "I'm sorry but I have to go to work."

I took out some plates to put the eggs on and moved over to the table, I pulled a chair out for Bella. When she had taken a seat I leaned down placing another tender kiss on the hollow of her ear.

"These are delicious" I said, tucking into the eggs she had made. "If we hurry, I've probably got time to give you a lift home.

"Yeah, okay" she replied.

After clearing the dishes I went to have a shower. I was pleasantly surprised when I heard the door open and Bella joined me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. She pulled away saying, "I thought we could save time and water this way"

"Yeah, that makes sense to me" I replied, becoming more and more aroused by her naked body as the seconds passed. I pulled her in for a deeper kiss this time. For the next ten minutes things got rather hot and steamy in the shower.

I was the first to leave. As I passed the mirror I couldn't help but write I Love you in the build up of condensation.

I dropped Bella off at her apartment before driving to the hospital.

………

"What have we got?" I asked, as I came out of the doctor's lounge, a cup of coffee in my hand.

"There's a kid in curtain two, seems to be under the impression he's a werewolf" Tanya said, handing me the chart.

"This kid got a name?" I asked, taking the chart from her.

"Seth Clearwater" she shouted, as I made my way to see the patient.

"Hi Seth, I'm Dr. Cullen. What seems to be the problem today?" I asked, entering the room.

"Stay back doc, I'm dangerous" he growled. I couldn't believe he had actually growled. He went to lunge at me, luckily he was in soft restraints so he didn't get very far.

"Any other problems?"

"Yeah, the vampires are out to get me"

"Right" I said. "I'll be back in a little while, okay?"

"Sure thing, doc"

This kid was definitely in need of a psych consult. I picked up the phone and dialled their extension. "Hi, this is Dr. Cullen. I've got a kid down in the ER who needs an eval. When do you think you'll be able to send someone down?"

I had ordered a tox screen on Seth. I'm pretty sure he wasn't on anything, but it was better to be safe than sorry. A resident from psych by the name of Jane was in curtain two talking to him now.

As she left the room I asked " So what's going on with him?"

"He has Twilight State" (A/N since I discovered this by accident in one of my books I use for work I had to find someway to get it in my story)

I'd never heard of this before, "What's that?" I asked, genuinely intrigued.

Jane went on to explain that it was an impaired state of consciousness in which the patient may experience visual or auditory hallucinations and responds to them with irrational behaviour. The person may be unaware of the surroundings at the time of the experience and have no memory of it later, except perhaps to recall a related dream.

"Edward, can I have a quick word?" It was Mike. I'm sure I hadn't done anything wrong so what did he want?

"Sure" I replied, following him into the lounge. "What is it?" I asked.

"There's a medical conference in Boston next month and I think it would be good for you to attend"

Not wanting to hinder my career I replied "Okay, you'll let me know more details nearer the time" I wasn't happy at the idea of being apart from Bella.

"Of course" he replied, before we were both called out to a trauma.

As we approached the ambulance bay I could hear more than one rig pulling up. "Porch collapsed, we've got four critical's and about twenty minor injuries" Rosalie informed us, she had taken the call from Rescue 56.

"I'll take this guy. Edward you take the next rig" Mike shouted across to me.

"Give me the bullet?" I said to Soph and Alice, as they began wheeling the gurney out of the ambulance.

"This is Victoria, twenty- three year old. She's thirty eight weeks pregnant, the fall caused her to go into labour. Also has a laceration to her ear."

"Okay guys, thanks. Victoria, I'm Dr. Cullen, don't push okay?" I said, as we wheeled her into Trauma 2.

"Rosalie, can you get OB down here?" she was already on the phone.

"Their rushed off their feet up there. They say that it's going to be about fifteen minutes"

"This baby isn't going to wait this long, gown up I need you over here"

"Victoria I need you to push on the next contraction" I said, briefly placing my hand on her shoulder.

"Ready, push" I said, with that the baby's head was delivered.

"Okay Mom, another big push" Rosalie said, continuing with the coaching.

The delivery wasn't progressing though. "Can someone call OB again; we've got a shoulder dystocia"

"What's that?" Victoria asked, the panic evident in her voice.

"It's where your pelvis is too small for the baby, I need you to bend your legs back as far as you can."

Victoria done this and Rosalie and Clare assisted in this manoeuvre by making sure that Victoria's legs stayed back.

"It's no good. I'm going to have to do an episiotomy, to give a little more room to try and deliver this baby" After numbing the area with local anaesthetic, Rosalie passed me a scalpel and I made a two cm incision.

"Okay Mom, you have a beautiful baby girl" I said, handing the baby to Victoria. She kissed the baby girl's forehead as she cried tears of joy.

By the time I was finished with Victoria's case all the other victims of the porch collapse had been sent to the OR for surgery or had been treated and sent home.

"Pretty crazy, huh" Rosalie said as we stood there pulling off our gloves and trauma gowns.

"Yeah, I can't remember the last time I delivered a baby" I chuckled.

"Edward" she said, cautiously.

"What?" I asked, having an idea where this conversation was going.

"Don't you think it's about time you forgave Emmett, he misses your friendship"

"Rosalie" I huffed, not wanting to go into this again. "He knows where I am, he still hasn't made any attempt to apologize to me"

"Would you let him?" she asked, becoming a little shirty.

"Can we drop this. I don't want mine and Emmett's problem to come in between our friendship."

"But it does Edward. I love Emmett and see everyday how this rift is affecting him."

"So what do you propose we do about it?" I asked, calming down slightly.

"You're off at seven right? I think we should all go to Ike's and talk it out. If you want you can even invite Bella" she suggested.

"Fine" I said. I would give it a shot, although I was doing it more for Rosalie's sake rather than Emmett's.

At lunch I called Bella and she had decided that it would be better if she didn't come tonight. She would rather meet my friends in happier circumstances. I probably wouldn't be seeing her tonight so I ordered a dozen red roses to be sent to her apartment. I asked them to put 'My dearest Bella, I love you with all my heart and will miss you. Love E xx' on the card.

My shift had come to an end and I was waiting on Rosalie and Emmett to walk over to Ike's to try and sort things out. When we walked into the bar I ordered two beers for me and Emmett and a glass of house white for Rosalie.

We walked to a booth in the back and took a seat. There were a couple of minutes of awkward silence before Rosalie finally broke it by saying "One of you has to say something"

"Okay I'll go first" Emmett piped up. "Edward, I'm really sorry man. I know what I did with the whole Bella situation was unforgivable. I was just trying to look out for you. If I could go back in time and change it I would. I realize now that I was in the wrong, once again I'm sorry." He moved his hand into his pocket retrieving something "I know that this doesn't make up for the hurt I caused you, but I hope it's a start" he handed me two Hawk's tickets to this coming Thursday's game. "I thought you might like to take Bella to the game, there meant to be pretty good seats" he finished by taking a swig of his beer.

"Wow, Emmett I don't know what to say." I knew that these tickets must have cost him a lot of money. "Thanks" I added. He was right it didn't make up for the betrayal but it was definitely a good start.

We spent the next two hours talking and joking, for a minute it felt like old times.

I arrived home to see a red, flashing light on my answer machine. I hit the play button and it was Bella. "Hi Edward, I got the roses. They were gorgeous, I love you too. I wish I could see you tonight, but I guess I'll see you tomorrow, bye"

I quickly glanced at my watch it was only ten o'clock, I desperately wanted to see Bella too. I walked back to my car and rushed over to Bella's apartment.

BPOV

We arrived at the United Center and there were already a lot of people milling around, some wearing Blackhawk's jerseys like Edward's and others in the opposing teams jersey.

I followed Edward up the escalators, unsure where we were going. He pulled me to where food was being served. "What do you want to eat?" he asked me. I looked up at the menu, there was a selection of hotdog, chips, burgers, popcorn, chilli cheese fries, fries, nachos, pizza, subs, chicken strips and ice-cream. "I'll have some chilli cheese fries please" I asked the girl serving.

"Make that two" Edward said.

Once we had received our food, we found our seats. We were in roughly the middle of the arena. The place was massive, there were still a fair few rows above us. The players would probably look like ants to the people watching from the top! Edward explained that there were video screens above center ice so that people could watch the action close up. As I looked to where he pointed, I was mortified to see that the camera was pointed directly at Edward and me. I turned my head in to his shoulder, attempting to hide from everyone.

After the camera moved on to some other unsuspecting soul in the crowd Edward leaned over to me, " I guess I should have warned you about the camera, huh?" he smirked.

"A little warning would have been nice" I replied.

"Sorry babe" he said, giving me a quick peck on the cheek.

"I guess you're forgiven" I smiled.

Whilst a machine re-surfaced the ice (according to Edward it was called a zamboni) I scanned the rest of the arena and saw various people spinning red towels in their hands. "Umm Edward, why are people spinning towels?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, that's because this is a playoff game" he replied. I still didn't understand but I didn't ask for any further explanation.

"What team are we playing?"

"The Calgary Flames."

"Can you explain the rules to me?"

"It's probably best if you watch the game and any questions you have, ask me in the intermission between periods" he smiled.

Everyone went quiet as a video began playing on the screen. It had something to do with Blackhawk's making it into the Stanley Cup playoffs after however many years. I watched not really understanding what it was all about. As it neared an end, showing some footage of games the crowd began to "Woo" and clap loudly.

The lights went out, and the first team skated out, Edward had already told me that the away team come out first. I was jealous of how easy it seemed to be for the players to skate. I had been ice-skating a few times and spent most of the time on my butt. Then the crowd went wild, drums were being bashed and people were chanting "Let's Go Hawks," a strobe-lighting effect was used as the home team skated out to a song that I recognized from being the theme of the Gladiator movie.

When the announcer had introduced both teams and all their players, we were asked to stand for the National Anthem. As there was an American team and a Canadian team both the American and Canadian National Anthem were sung.

We applauded at the end and sat back in our seats. Then the players came to the center of the ice and faced off against one another as the puck was dropped.

The game was played at an incredible speed. I guess that's why they called it the fastest indoor sport. The game seemed rather rough, the way players got pushed into the boards. Edward said it was normal, especially with playoff games. He explained that the games were always more intense and the physical play was stepped up a gear.

The atmosphere was brilliant, it was never quiet. There was always someone shouting, usually at the referee for making a bad call, or a group of fans chanting. The announcer informed people like me why certain players were being sent off. Edward seemed to know before it was announced what they had been called for. It was either because he could see the penalties or he said he knew by looking at the arm signals the ref made.

One of the Blackhawk players was lined up in the front of the goal and looked as if he went to take a shot. The next thing I saw was his stick flying into the air as it broke in two. "Does that happen often?" I asked Edward.

"Yeah. They normally get through about a stick a game. It's rather frustrating because they probably would have had a good chance of scoring if the stick didn't break."

During the intermission I asked Edward various questions about the game. He patiently explained about the sin-bin, the icing rule, the offside rule and what constituted a penalty. He also explained what a power play and a penalty kill were. Would I ever have a chance of understanding anything about this game?

I was pleasantly surprised by the second period at how much easier the game seemed to be to follow, now that Edward had explained certain rules. Edward leaned forward in his seat, placing both of his hands to the side of his mouth, and hollered "Come on Ref, what about the interference" someone sat to the side commented that he thought the same thing.

It was now the third and final period and the score was one all. About four minutes into the period Calgary went into the lead, having scored their second goal of the night. Chicago now had sixteen minutes to score two goals to win this game. Edward wasn't worried though he said "It only takes a second to score a goal"

It didn't take long for Chicago to draw level again. "Yes" Edward pumped his fist into the air as The Fratellis Chelsea Dagger played again. This was the Blackhawk's goal song I had found out. The final period finished and still there was no clear winner as the score stood at two all. "So they drew?" I asked.

"No" Edward replied, "Now they go into overtime. The first team to score wins" he had an anxious look on his face. It took only twelve seconds for a Blackhawk called Havlat (I only knew his name because it was printed on the back of his jersey) to score. That's when all the players piled off the bench onto the ice to celebrate. Edward kissed me on the lips "mwah" he said. I had never seen him so elated before. "That goal was sick" he said. I really didn't understand some of the things he said. The roof came off (metaphorically speaking) with the noise from the Chicago fans, there was a wave of red, as towels were being spun all over the place.

Something called man of the match presentations were given. Then both teams skated what was classed as a lap of honour around the ice, some applauding the fans others holding their sticks up in the air, saluting the fans.

"Do you want to go to the bar?" Edward asked, as people began filing out of their seats.

"Sure" I answered.

Edward ordered us some drinks as I went to find us a table. He came over with a Malibu and coke for me and a beer for himself. "So what did you think?" he asked, as he sat down.

"I really enjoyed it" I replied. "The atmosphere was great and I liked the way that music was played when ever the play was stopped. I still can't believe how fast the game was, or how low down to the ice the players can get. The other thing that was amazing was how quick they can stop and change directions." I stopped as I became conscious that I was probably babbling.

"I'm glad that you enjoyed it. Would you like to go to another game sometime, maybe next season?" he asked.

"Definitely" I said with a hint of excitement in my voice.

"Ready to go?" he asked as he finished the last dregs of his beer.

"Yep" I replied.

"My place or yours?" he asked as we were on our way out to his car.

"Umm. Let's go back to yours" I replied, wrapping my arm in his. We hadn't been spent a night away from each other for the past week. I preferred his apartment, although it did mean that Angela's apartment was hardly lived in. I was making the most of our nights together because Edward would be back on graveyard shift next week and we wouldn't be seeing as much of each other.

A/N As always reviews are welcome. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. I will put up the links to the songs and video of this game when I have my laptop back. Thanks :)