I looked at Edward, I thought he would never find me, I left so he could live his dream and he quit, it made me feel as if I were an idiot for leaving. I looked at him, his eyes were red and he looked awful, his hair wasn't in its perfect Do and he looked as if he hadn't slept, I sighed . . . He was still perfect.

"Edward, this is Jacob Black, he is a family friend, nothing else . . ." I said quietly, enfasing the last few words. He nodded and Jacob came in, sitting in the armchair, he was arrogant sometimes.

He looked at Edward and huffed, as if Edward were nothing, Jacob looked at the TV and I rolled my eyes, would he ever get over his little crush?

"So you're that idiot that hurt Bella." He said rudely, I gasped and shot him a glare.

"Jake, he is no idiot, he is a famous surgeon and also my boyfriend, so shut the hell up, come on Edward, lets go to my room at least we can talk there without getting interupted. . . Goodbye Jacob." I said, I led Edward to my room, opning the old wooden, familiar door.

As we were going upstairs I realized I just said Edward was my boyfriend, crap . . . I didn't mean to say that. I didn't want him to think that way . . .

I sat on my bed and Edward sat at my desk, looking around, "Why are you here?" I asked, it wasn't exactly polite but if I wanted him to be kept at arms length, I would have to act this way.

"I want you back, I wouldn't have quit, drove 2hours and shown up here if I didn't want to see you, I love you and I know you feel the same way." He said, coming to sit beside me on my bed, I sighed; he smelled the same, as good as ever.

"I know but I didn't want you to quit because of me, I want you to work there . . ." I stated, "It's a really good hospital and up to your standards." I smirked.

He laughed, "I don't really care, you're my forever, I want you as everything, you're my future, and I can't imagine life without you." He whispered.

We both leaned in and I brushed my lips across his, it soon grew hard, we were showing each other our love. I leaned back and lay down, Edward over me, our tongues fought for dominance and my hands were in his hair, it was soft and smooth, his hands went down my sides resting on my butt. I smiled against his lips, but soon remembered that this is what got us into this the first place.

I stopped Edward by pushing his shoulders lightly away from me; he stopped and sat up, "What's wrong?" He asked, his face full of concern, as if he had done something wrong, I shook my head.

Tears welled up in my eyes, "I cant . . . I cant . . . We can't be together, this is what got us into this, this is what got us here today." I cried.

He held me, laying us both down on the bed, my back to his chest, "Bella, your mine, I love you so much, I don't even need to work, I am set for life." He said, I looked at him my eyebrows furrowed, "First of all my trust fund, which I don't need, I invented the clamp, so I have millions for that and for every clamp used I get half the money of the full gross which is about $60,000 for everyone. I that's what you're concerned about, if its money, you don't need to worry because I can provide for you and our future." He said, looking at my shocked expression.

"Okay, I am not with you for your money, you know that right? I am with you because I am head over heels in love with you, I love you and I want your babies." I said, looking into his eyes, he caressed my cheek.

"I know, you didn't even know about the money." He said, "And I am happy that you said that, but we need to think about you and a job, what do you want to go into?" He asked me, a smile on his face, his hands were cold so I put the blanket from the end of my bed around him, kissing his lips softly before continuing.

"Well I am going to achieve my goal, becoming a maternity nurse; I just need to find a hospital." I shrugged.

"Bella will you listen to me and not ask questions?" He asked, I nodded and smiled kissing his lips gently. "If we go back to Seattle, you go back into the program; I don't go back to paediatrics but go into neurosurgeon, were I operate on the brain, skull and spinal cord." He said, "I can make a couple thousand each surgery, so there wouldn't be a problem, it means I can keep the house in Seattle." He kissed my cheek.

I nodded, "But first we talk to the chief." I said, I kissed his lips and then snuggled into his chest, "Lets sleep, I am so tired." I yawned, Edward agreed and we got under the comforter. I fell into a dreamless sleep in Edward's protective hold . . .