A/N: okay...on the back of a request for More Matt and my reading through and discovering there was a certain amount of Fluff lacking in this story...something of which I'm not happy about, I have decided to squish all the fluff i should have spread out over the last five chapters into one, nice fluffy three and a half page chapter. Yes, that's right...3 and half pages full of fluff!!!!!!!!!!!
Gosh this can not be good...:D
Hope you like!!
And yes...I realise Bella is not actually present in this chapter. Though next is 'the' dinner...so we might actual get Matt, Emily and Bella in a scene together! Finally:P

Matt stared at the empty desk next to him, wandering briefly if he would seem to desperate ringing Emily this early in the morning. There was every chance she was a wake by now. She wasn't one for sleeping in; instead she preferred getting a jump on the day early. Though part of him was still hoping she would be in bed, worn out by her sleepless night without him by her side. God knows he didn't get much shut eye, instead spending the night wandering when he came so depend on having her by his side. It had shocked him to realise they hadn't spent a night a part in over three months.

It was after that discovery that he realised maybe a bit of space would be good for both of them, though now he wasn't so sure. He desperately wanted to hear her voice, even if it was over the phone, knowing that would be enough to keep him going till he saw her that night.

"That's it" he muttered, reaching for the phone on his desk hastily. No one else was a round ensuring he would have some resemblance of a private conversation with Emily before the day started. After his sleepless night he had decided it was no use lying in bed tossing and turning, so as soon as the sun had started to peek through the wooden blinds of his bedroom he had jumped to life, showering, eating and getting dressed in record time before making his way swiftly to work. It had taken him all of two minutes to realise Emily wouldn't be at work with him. In fact she wouldn't be at work for at least another week.

After that nasty little revelation he had trudged towards the lift, aware of the receptionist eyeing him oddly from behind her desk, before ascending up towards the deserted CNU level, depositing himself at the cluttered desk he now occupied.

His breathing quickened as he dialled the familiar number, putting the phone up against his ear as his fingers tapped nervously on the desk in time with the ringing device.

"Pick up" he whispered distractedly, hoping against hope that he wouldn't be met with the answering machine. Leaving a message at 7:30 in the morning would seem a bit desperate he realised.

Seconds ticked by as the phone continued to ring, each one making Matt more anxious than the last, leaving him to ponder why on earth he felt so nervous ringing his girlfriend.

He spent the better part of his day on the phone, talking to HT's, work mates, friends and the occasional sales man. Why would this be any different?

The groggy greeting from the other end of the phone shocked him into reality, causing him to almost forget why he was calling in the first place.

"Hello" he replied uncertainly, not quite sure if Emily was awake or not or how to explain his sudden phone call.

"Matt?" questioned the Emily on the other end, her tired voice laced with an increasing amount of confusion targeted at the man she was speaking to.

"Is something wrong?" she asked moments later, deciding the only reason he would wake her at 7:30 in the morning on a day off would be in an emergency.

"No, no" was the crisp response, causing her to wander once again what exactly Matt was up to. He sounded disorientated, quite like she felt at the moment.

"Matt, hun, what' going on?" she tried again, hoping for a clear response at the very least "its 7:30 in the morning on my day off" she reminded, allowing the annoyance to creep in to her tone now that she knew nothing was wrong.

"Did I wake you?" asked Matt, his voice rasing slightly in embarrassment.

"Just a bit" replied Emily, leaning back against the head board "but I would've been getting up any moment any way, so don't worry about it"

"Wasn't going to" replied Matt, reclaiming some of his old snark and ability to form relatively full sentences. Emily could almost hear the grin he was undoubtedly wearing after that last comment.

"Glad to see your back from the fairies" she smiled "I was worried for a moment their that something was wrong"

"No, just wanted to make sure you and Sybella were okay" admitted Matt, settling down in his chair. He picked up the pen lying idly on his desk, flicking it round his fingers unconsciously.

"You had to make sure we were okay at 7:30 in the morning?" repeated Emily, still not quite over the early morning wake up call, despite their earlier unspoken truce.

"I was bored" defended Matt, enjoying the echo of Emily's laughing voice in his head.

"And what exactly had you so bored at such an early hour Mr. Flannery?" laughed Emily. She pulled the covers up over her arms so she was snuggled between them and the head board. Her grin washing away the tear mark's from earlier.

"I missed you" breathed Matt; enjoying seeing the smile he imagined Emily was wearing right now.

Emily felt her cheek's burn unconsciously as her breathing hitched with emotion, like it did when ever he spoke like that to her. 'Damn you" she muttered, forgetting Matt could hear every word she said.

"Excuse me" laughed the man in question, "I thought that was quite the compliment"

"You know what I mean" replied Emily happily, waving her hand around for effect.

"No Hun" smiled Matt "Unlike you I can't read minds. Or see hand movements" he added in, knowing he'd caught her out once more.

"What I meant" shot Emily, lowering her hands slowly "Was that you shouldn't know me so well" the last confession almost a whisper.

"Sorry Princess didn't hear ya" teased Matt, hoping to hear her say that once more.

"You know exactly what I said" she scolded "and wipe that grin of you face while you're at it"

"Guilty as charged Princess" laughed Matt, thoroughly enjoying teasing a still waking Emily.

"And stop calling me Princess" she demanded, pouting though she knew he couldn't see it.

"Well your just full of demands today, aren't you" scoffed Matt "Spending to much time with 7 year olds I see"

"If you must know" replied Emily "Sybella and I had a very nice peaceful evening" she said, punctuating peaceful for effect.

"Sure" nodded Matt sarcastically

"We did" defended Emily "We had two minute noodles and then watched Sleeping Beauty"

"Ahhh" sighed Matt "so you're telling me I've been replaced by Disney movies and microwave dinners. No wonder I could never make you that happy. Look what I was up against" complained Matt dramatically.

"Get over it Matt" smiled Emily, remembering a similar discussion to this not that long ago. She listened intently for his reply, mind ticking impressively fast at such an early hour to responded to his remarks. He had the jump on her today, but she wasn't letting him win just yet. Her waiting was met by her partner's steady breaths, passively inhaling and exhaling while she waited in silence.

"Matt" whispered Emily moments later, feeling the change in atmosphere from their earlier banter.

"Hmm" came the relaxed reply.

"What are you doing" giggled Emily.

"Nothing" sighed Matt, "Just listening"

"To what?" inquired Emily, sitting up a little bit straighter in anticipation.

"You" whispered Matt simply, fully aware of the influence his words had over Emily. Right now her cheeks would be flushed, a deep red to match her lips. Her eyes would be cast down he imagined, she never looked him in the eye when he complimented her, much to his amusement. Finally she'd be playing with the hem of her shirt or a strand of hair distractedly. One of the things he loved most about Emily was her independence, but he loved the little moments like that when she'd act all girly, before he tipped her chin up and looked her in the eye to make sure she knew how much he meant what he said.

"Princess" he murmured over the phone, knowing she understood exactly what he meant.

Emily curled up under the covers, pressing the phone close to her ear so it was all she could hear.

"Em?" questioned Matt after a while "please tell me I'm allowed over to diner tonight" he pleaded, not wanting another sleepless night.

"Bella told me 'maybe" replied Emily "though 'maybe' usually means yes with her"

"Good" sighed Matt, not releasing how relieved he was till he released the breath he'd been holding.

"I didn't know you liked my cooking so much" teased Emily, knowing fully well what he had meant.

"As much as I love your cooking Hun, there are many more things I look forward to than it when I come round for dinner"

"Oh" giggled Emily, wondering briefly when she became the giggling, blushing type.

"You know exactly what I mean young miss so don't pretend you don't" scolded Matt.

"So I guess you missed me, huh?" asked Emily, biting her bottom lip softly.

"Like hell" murmured Matt, his voice low and gruff.

"You sound like that guy from that movie" giggled Emily, well aware of the effect he had been going for but finding it much funnier to tease him at such an early hour.

"That guy from that movie?" repeated Matt "care to be more specific?"
"Whatever" laughed Emily, rolling onto her side to see the clock. 7:45 it blared.

"Real romantic Em" sighed Matt sarcastically, letting the relaxed atmosphere encompass them both.

"Thankyou" murmured Emily moments later, breaking the companionable silence.

"What for" asked Matt, as far as he was concerned he had rung Emily, not the other way round.

"I had a rough night last night, bad dream and then I couldn't sleep" explained Emily "You've certainly brightened my mood" she smiled.

"Ditto" grinned Matt "apparently we're not to good sleeping without the other now are we"

"No" agreed Emily "we're not to good at that at all" she sighed, remembering with a shudder her dream from earlier.

"Anything you want to talk about?" asked Matt, mirroring her thoughts.

"Not particularly" sighed Emily "I'd rather just forget it all" she added "It was probably a one off any way"

"Still" reasoned Matt "I'm here if you need me" he reminded her, silently scolding him self for not being their last night.

"I know you're here" replied Emily softly, fully aware of the double meaning behind her words.

"Well, as much as I would love to continue this wonderfully colourful conversation people are starting to stare so I should probably get to work" admitted Matt after a while.

"No body else is there are they" gasped Emily, realising for the first time that Matt was at work, not home.

"No, no" laughed Matt "but their starting to arrive, so I better go before Cheryl catches me"

"Or worse" smiled Emily "Frank catching you"

"Arghh, don't even remind me" pleaded Matt, remembering a recent incident where Frank had unknowingly walked in on the pair. Nothing to bad had happened….yet. Though Frank was still claiming he deserved compensation for eye surgery to fix the damage done.

"I'll see you tonight then" sighed Matt, some what annoyed at having to end their conversation.

"You will" agreed Emily "if you don't see me before then"

"What exactly do you have in mind?" asked Matt, attention based fully now on her comment.

"Well you'll just have to wait and see, won't you" teased Emily

"Fine" grumbled Matt, stretching his leg's from the cramped position they'd just been in for the last 15 minutes.

"Good bye Matthew" smiled Emily. It had been silently decided by her that she would use his full name when saying good bye, much to his annoyance; though Matt was quite proud of his simple retaliation.

"Good bye Princess"