Previously…

"Timmy, I like your name is it short for something?"

"It's my middle name, my name is Edward Anthony." His eyes grew bigger, and he continued with his questions.

"Timmy what is your mommy's name?" This got Emmett's attention, and he looked up frightened.

"Isabella, but everyone calls her Bella. I just call her mommy."

Edward felt his heart sink into his stomach. Oh my god.

The waitress returned sitting his coffee in front of him. "Would you like any cream sir?" When he didn't respond she looked at him oddly, "Sir?"

Emmett spoke for him, "Not right now. Thank you." She gave a short nod and turned away. Edward finally broke out of his daze and looked at Emmett.

"She lied to me. All this time…she lied." His voice was hoarse and full of emotion. Emmett didn't know what to say. He could not begin to imagine the feelings that Edward was having right now. Pain, anger, surprise, fear all wrapped into one.

"Where is she?" He asked finally.

"She's at work. I have Timmy until later tonight." Emmett responded with nervousness. He stood dropping a twenty on the table, "I have to go."

"Edward, wait." He moved Timmy to the other side of him and slipped out of the booth.

"I would feel better if Timmy was with me when this all goes down. He shouldn't be involved." Edward's surprised eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't do that. You would be surprised to know, I actually do know how to act around children."

"Edward, that's not what I meant."

"Look, it doesn't matter. I need some air." He turned and was out the door before Emmett could say anything else. He was torn, should he call and prepare her? If he did she may run. Edward finally knew, and he wanted them to sit and discuss this. Timmy deserved it.

"Is he mad?" Timmy asked with a look of concern. He sighed setting some money on the table over Edward's.

"He's upset squirt. Nothing to worry about, I hear someone promised you ice cream."

"You did Uncle Emmett." He said laughing.

"Well, I guess I might have. What do you say we go get you some?"

"Yes, I want chocolate." Emmett nodded taking his hand, "We better hurry before someone steals all of the chocolate. It's a popular flavor you know."

Edward crossed the street getting in his rental car. He could not believe this was happening. The love of his life had lied to him for years. This was what she was hiding. This was why she never came. He didn't need to ask who his father was it was obvious with one look.

He watched Emmett and Timmy walk from the restaurant and down the street. He watched the way he happily held Emmett's hand. It hurt to know that should be him, that she had denied him that. She had taken all of his young life away from him, not just him, but both of them.

He started the car and headed to her shop. He knew this wasn't going to be pretty, he was angry among other things and all of the things he originally came here to say just went out the window. He parked and took a deep breath walking into the beautifully arranged flower shop.

"Can I help you?" He heard from behind, he knew the voice even after all of this time. Turning he slipped his shades off, "Hey Rosie."

Her mouth fell to the floor, "Edward? What are you...? I mean, hi." She regained her composure and hugged him lightly. "So, I guess there is no need to ask why you are here." She knew it was for Bella, and she was worried how she would react.

"No not really."

"Yeah… so, do you want me to get Bella? She's in back." He looked around seeing several people in the store and shook his head, "Its better if we are alone, can I go back there?" He didn't want to make a scene in front of the customers.

"Sure."

She walked him to the door and opened it for him. He looked around finding her. She was in a small room which he assumed was an office with her hands covering her face. He could tell she was crying, her shoulders were slumped, and her small frame was trembling with sobs.

It hurt him to see her like this, he wanted to go to her and hold her. Promise her this would all be ok, but then he remembered what she had done and grew angry again. He walked into the room leaning on the door. She heard the creek, but didn't look up.

"Rose please, I promise I'll be better tomorrow."

"I'm not Rose." He said thickly. She jerked up recognizing his voice immediately, spinning her chair to come face to face with the object of her tears.

"What are you doing here?"

"Certainly not crying at my desk, I prefer to be with someone I love and trust. At least I did."

She could see the darkness in his green eyes, and was confused by the glare he cast at her. She knew something was very wrong.

She wiped her face and stood, "Are you ok?"

"I am fantastic. I fly down from LA only to find my five year old son at lunch with his uncle." She gasped backing away. He moved forward backing her into the corner.

"A son you told me nothing about!" He yelled deeply.

"I tried, but…" She cried.

He grabbed her arms, "You didn't try too damn hard. I've been talking to you weekly if not more since I left. You just spent several days alone with me. I don't recall this subject being brought up."

"I couldn't, I was scared you would be angry."

"Why would I possible be angry? The one woman I trusted with my life has lied to me for years. Now, I have to wonder if I ever really knew her at all."

"Edward, I'm sorry." She pleaded.

He jerked her roughly, "Yeah that helps. It makes it all better." She sobbed lightly trying to pull away, "Edward you're hurting me."

"Really? I would think as cold as you are, you would be made of stone! Do you know how much of a fool you made of me? Here I was crying my heart out to you, telling you how I wanted a family, and I had a son right under my nose. How could you even look me in the eye?"

"Please." She begged. "I'm so sorry…I didn't mean…I'm sorry."

"What about him Bella? What about my son who has missed having his father because of you. Did you ever think how he would feel? I would have been there. I would have given up everything to be at your side. It wouldn't have mattered to me if I worked for the sewage company as long as I had you!"

She trembled against him looking at her feet. She had never seen him so angry, his grip was hurting her but she didn't dare say anything more. He was trembling too, and she looked up to see the tears flowing down his cheeks.

"I loved you so much, why would you hurt me this way?"

She pulled her arms loose and tried to touch his face. He gripped her arm quickly, "Do not touch me!"

"Edward, please."

"Please what? Do you have any idea how angry I am right now? I can't even look at you without wanting to punch something."

She gasped trying to pull away. "You're hurting me." She said trying to pull her arm loose. Rosalie came in grabbing his bicep, "Edward you are hurting her, let her go." He let her go and she fell to the floor. Her body shook, and she wrapped her arms around her knees looking at him frightened.

"I want my son Bella. You denied me the first five years of his life. I suggest you figure out a way to fix this."

He leaned over the desk writing something on a spare piece of paper then threw it at her, "This is where I am staying. Bring me my and soon."

Rosalie followed him out, "Edward, do you really think this is the way to handle this? Timmy doesn't even know you."

"Who's fault is that?"

"It doesn't matter now, what is done can't be undone. You still have a five year old who needs to get to know you. You'll have to be patient with him. I know you are angry, but this isn't his fault. Don't punish him."

"How am I punishing him?"

She could hear Bella sobbing and sighed, "You can't take him from Bella."

"Why would I do that? That would make me just like her."

He turned to leave again and she grabbed his arm, "She did this because she loved you. I know you can't see it now, but she wanted you to have your dream. She gave up everything for you. I know she was wrong for keeping him from you, but please think about it. You and Bella belong together."

"Not anymore." He grumbled walking out.

She watched him leave sadly and turned going back to the office. She pulled Bella close. "It's ok, it will be ok."

"He…he hates me." She said through the tears.

"Give him time Bella. His entire life just changed, and he is in a whirlwind right now." She brushed her hair back, "He still loves you. He just has to find it again through all of this anger."

"I love him."

"I know Bells." She turned hearing the door and looked up. "Hey baby." Emmett said kneeling.

"Where's Tim?"

"Playing at the Andersons, I thought this would happen." He leaned over picking her up, "Come on Bells, let's get you home and cleaned up. I need some clothes for Timmy tonight."

"He can't stay…Edward wants…"

He stopped her, "I don't care what he thinks he wants. Timmy is not getting caught up in your shit ok. He stays."

She didn't argue again.

Edward paced in his room, he was furious and Alice didn't help when he told her. She just hopped on a flight. He figured she knew how he would react, and that was why she was coming. She said she didn't want him to ruin this and do something he would regret. He growled in frustration throwing his phone on the bed, he didn't have a way to channel his anger, and the more he thought about it the madder he got.

He heard a knock and inhaled deeply opening it. His facial expression remained stoic when he saw her. She was more together than this afternoon but her eyes were still red and slightly swollen. He opened the door further allowing her in without a word.

He walked past her sitting in an oversize chair, "Why are you here?" He looked at her pointedly.

"I wanted to talk." She said so softly he barely heard her. She wouldn't look at him, only the floor. He tapped his fingers on the nearby table.

"Talk."

"I just wanted to tell you my story. I thought maybe…"

"Why would you think I would care?" He shot quickly. She finally looked up and swallowed hard.

"I just thought…maybe…I know I hurt you and I…" She shook her head, "It doesn't matter. I guess you shouldn't care." His eyes made a slow trail up her body. She was wearing a black skirt that fell mid thigh and clung to her curves with a snug fitting blue sweater, black pumps and a little jewelry. He hadn't noticed it this afternoon.

She turned heading to the door, "This was a mistake."

He jumped up and held the door as she tried to open it.

"I don't think so. It's not that easy."

Her forehead fell against the door. "I can't fix this Edward. I don't know what you want me to do."

He brushed her hair to the side leaning close to her, "I can name a few things." She jumped turning around quickly. He grinned wickedly and leaned over her, "I don't want to talk about this, it will just upset me, and I've had enough of that tonight."

"What…what do y…you want?" She stuttered. He ran his eyes over her again, "I am a man, you are a woman figure it out."

"I thought you didn't want this."

"Things change you of all people should know that."

He lifted her hair to his nose and inhaled deeply. "You always smell so good." Letting her hair fall he met her scared, wide eyes and smirked resting his free hand on her hip.

"Do you want to make this right Bella?" His warm hands slid underneath her sweater, hs thumb deftly making small circles on her ribs.

She trembled, "What do you want?"

"You already know that Bella, I want you. I want you underneath me, and I want to hear you scream."

"You want to hurt me." She said softly, the warm tears falling. He shrugged, "Perhaps. How far are you willing to go to prove you want forgiveness?"

She sighed walking back inside and tossing her purse on the table. His arms soon pulled her back against him.

"I am glad you see things my way."

"I have no choice do I?" She closed her eyes when his hand trailed to her thigh and started to lift her skirt.

"We always have a choice Bella. The choices we make can affect everyone around us." He heard her crying and froze. She didn't want to do this and he knew it, he was angry and she was right, he wanted to hurt her. Hurt her like she hurt him. This was not the way, this was beyond punishment. She was willing to give herself just to make this right.

He turned her, "Why are you doing this?"

She didn't answer, and he lifted her chin, "Why Bella? Why are you willing to give me your body so freely?"

"Because, I love you."

He pulled away turning his back to her. "Go Bella."

"If this is what you want, then do it." She said painfully. "I deserve what I get."

He couldn't believe his ears. He turned to face her, "You deserve to be raped? That is what it would be, you don't want this. You are simply placating me. Nothing you could do to me would ever make you deserve such a thing!" He said with a raised voice.

"You won't listen to me." She whispered. He threw his arms up, "You hid a kid from me for five years. People who were suppose to be my friends helped you. I am sorry if I can't get over a lifetime of lies in ten minutes. You will just have to be a little more patient with me while I try to catch up here."

His phone rang from the bed and he answered it, "Hello."

"No, I don't want to talk right now just whatever, I'll call when I feel like continuing this conversation James." He shut his phone off and slid it into his pocket.

He ran his hand through his hair. "Where is my son?"

"Emmett insisted he stay with him, he didn't want him around this." She sat on the long coffee table. He sighed, "I would appreciate it if you could make time for me to see him."

"I will do whatever you want."

"Nice to hear that now, you never would before. I should know, I've asked for years."

"I am truly sorry Edward. I never meant to hurt you this way. Once the lie started, I couldn't get out of it one thing always added to the other, and I got in deeper and deeper. You were always so happy with your work and you life. I didn't want to be a bother."

He looked blankly at the wall for a moment then spoke, "I was happy at first, it didn't take long to realize I was alone, and all everyone wanted was a piece of me. I wanted you there." He looked at her, "Do you realize I didn't get to see you carrying our child? I didn't get to feel him kick or feed him in the night so you could sleep."

"We were seventeen Edward."

"Don't you dare blame this on age, we were in love and you know it. I would have never taken that step with you if I wasn't. I would never have taken the chance and put us in that situation. I tried to protect you Bella. I wore a condom I don't know how this happened."

"The second time." She whispered. He sat beside her, "What?" She sighed, "The first time it hurt and we were so nervous. You were anal about everything, then when we figured it all out and you made sure I was ok…we started kissing again, do you remember? You'll rolled on me and it just happened. There was so much going on, I felt so many things that I didn't think…I didn't care, I wanted you close. I didn't want barriers. It was stupid."

He shook his head. "You should have told me."

"I know. I found out, and I was in shock. Rose told me to tell you, but you were so happy with your acting. I couldn't ruin it. I was upset at first, but then I thought about it. I became happy because I knew he was a part of you. It reminded me of a time when nothing mattered but you and me. I had to lie to my parents. I couldn't let anyone know it was yours."

"Bella."

"No, let me finish. I was labeled a slut, I had to say I slept with some random guy at a party, and I didn't know his name. I didn't want you to get pulled into the middle of it. I knew what it would do to you, to your family, and your career." She wiped her tears.

"Rose and Emmett they stood by me. I thought maybe it would all be ok. My parents tried to get me to give him up, but I couldn't. I had no idea then that he would look so much like you. He even acts like you. No one has ever questioned who his father is. If this is too much, I won't tell Timmy."

"He is my son." He lifted her chin looking into her caramel eyes. "He is our son, I would never deny him. Bella, I…" He stood pacing, "I'm upset because it hurts. It feels like I lost so much time with him, with you. We could have been a family. I look at you now and it hurts, because you were the one person I trusted, the one person I knew would never let me down."

He knelt in front of her, "It hurts because I am in love with you. I don't know what happened, where we went wrong. I feel like…." He looked down as a tear left his cheek. "I don't know if I know you anymore. You just left my home, and I felt like I knew everything about you. Now…"

She ran her hand through his hair, "I'm sorry. I wish I could be the person you think I am. I'm a young mother that owns a flower shop, it makes me happy. I haven't dated, because the man I love is an actor in LA who I will never be with. My life revolves around my son. He is everything to me."

He took her hands in his, "As he should be. So who is this actor in LA you're in love with? I'm here so it couldn't be me." He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. She stroked his cheek. "I will always love you."

"You say that like this is over."

"Isn't it?" She questioned knowingly.

He didn't meet her eyes. "I don't know."

"Yes, you do." She stood and his hands fell. "I'll call you tomorrow, and we'll make arrangements for you to see Timmy."

He stood, "That would be great. Alice is flying in. If it's ok she would like to meet him as well." She shrugged, "Whatever you want to do is fine." She grabbed her purse and headed to the door. He grabbed her waist, "Don't do this."

"Don't do what?"

"Don't shut me out. You are already closing yourself off. I never said this was the end Bella, I just need time. I can't say what will happen right now. My emotions are all over the place, and I can't pin one down."

"But you don't trust me. You always said a relationship is nothing without trust."

"Time, Bella." He repeated stroking her cheek. "Give me time."

She cast her eyes downward. "I love you Edward." He opened the door, "I'll call you tomorrow Bella." She missed him calling her love, she missed his touch. She felt the coolness in the air when he didn't say he loved her back. She deserved his anger, what did she think would happen when he found out? Now she had to live with the consequences.