It don't matter to the sun If you go or if you stay No, the sun is gonna rise, gonna rise Shine down on a another day There will be tomorrow Even if you choose to leave 'Cause it don't matter to the sun no, no It matters to me -Rosie Thomas; It don't matter to the sun

BPOV

I had just laid every truth I knew out on the table and the waiter hadn't even brought us our water yet. I waited nervously for his response; I had no idea what he would say to me after I had just said that. I figured he would apologize... maybe even try to reason with me. What I didn't expect to happen, was Mrs. Cullen's appearance at our table. If I thought I had been nervous before, well then I was downright ready to pee myself when I realized she was upon us.

I looked from Edward to her and saw that her face was one of comfort, not anger. That was enough to ease my nerves, but only just slightly. I didn't know what was about to happen, but I knew that whatever went down, it was going to be something very profound.

"Edward, won't you introduce me to your friend?" she asked in a voice as smooth as his own. Immediately I returned my gaze to, Edward, so that I could assess the situation.

He was a mask of ease and relaxation. I literally felt my jaw go slack as I took in his easy going attitude. For god sakes, his mother had just walked in on a very intimate and personal conversation... one that consisted of his illegitimate child with me! How the hell could he be calm? Unless... oh god no.

I didn't even bother keeping my eyes on his at that point. I knew what was about to happen. I didn't need to see it to feel it, in fact I was looking for exits as I let reality sink in. I had seen that face before; it was the same one he wore when I told him about the baby. I could feel the tears beginning to sting my eyes before a full five seconds had even passed from when she asked him the burning question.

I began gathering my purse so that I could make a quick exit upon need, and when I had just scooted my chair back to have room to flee, he began...

EPOV

I was faced with a moment of truth. Instinctively I wanted to get the hell out of there, but realistically I knew that I couldn't. I knew that whatever I chose to say right now would come with consequences. Either way, shit was about to hit the fan.

I turned to see Isabella, and when I did, I had immediately wished I hadn't. Her eyes were glossy and her lip was trembling. She was afraid. I didn't blame her, I was too. However it wasn't my mother I was afraid of, it was the baby in her swollen belly that had me ready to break down. However, I was no longer afraid of the baby being born, I was afraid of the baby not being healthy. I wanted him... or her... I realized that after I thought she was in pain. I knew now what I needed to do.

With one last look in Bella's direction, I squared my shoulders, turned my body and began. I decided to stand so that I could greet my mother properly, and after I kissed her cheek, I stepped forward in Isabella's direction. I glanced down to see my mother's face and was pleasantly surprised when I saw her looking at Bella with a knowing eye.

"Mother, this is Isabella Swan. Isabella... this is my mother, Esme." I watched Bella's head rise slowly as if she hadn't heard correctly. When her eyes finally met mine, all I saw in them was wonder and question. I gave her my best smile and a wink but that only seemed to confuse her more.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Isabella." my mother pulled away from me then and without as much as a warning, gently pulled Isabella to her feet for a hug.

I would be a lying fool if I said that I wasn't terrified right now, but oddly enough it wasn't so bad that I wanted to flee anymore. This moment was happening, whether I wanted it to or not, and all I could do now was try and make the best of the situation.

I stayed back and watched my mother greet the most incredible woman to ever grace my life. This was right, this felt right. I wore a smile all the while my stomach was in a churning mess. I knew my mother would never be rude to anyone for any reason, but all the same I was still nervous.

Those feelings only doubled when she pulled back from Isabella and her gaze and smile fell to the gentle bump beneath Isabella's delicate silk top. Bella's eyes snapped to my own with a worried warning and I just kept smiling. I could only imagine the thoughts going through her head right now, but as it were that was all I could do for the time being... imagine.

"Isabella, how far along are you now?" My mother asked as she rubbed the firm bundle. Many different emotions passed through me at that moment, but the most dominate was that I had denied that action to myself for weeks before I acknowledged the fact that it was mine. Not my mother though, she would never.

"I'm ending my fourteenth week tomorrow..." Isabella's gentle voice whispered out. She kept her eyes on mine as she said it, and I knew she meant it for me as much as for my mother.

"Ah, the fourteenth weeks... it's a good week." My mother said with longing. Isabella turned her full attention to my mother then, and the tension she had been wearing moments before seemed to be much less.

"Y-yes... it's been a very good week." Bella smiled as she rubbed her small belly along with my mother.

I watched them both for a moment, Isabella there with my mother and carrying our baby inside her. My heart squeezed at the image before me, and before I could get too warm and cozy about that, I heard a voice I would have rather not known.

"Edward? Son, I had no idea you would be here. Are you joining your moth..." he trailed off as he came up the image I was watching at this moment. Both Isabella and my mother turned and in unison, shock crossed their faces.

This was what I wanted to avoid, my father. He wasn't a bad guy, but he was a damn snob! I turned to see him and saw that he was frozen in place and looking at Isabella and my mother's position, both sets of hands resting on the bulge of Bella's stomach and their wide worried eyes watching him for a reaction.

"Edward… what? Who? Is...?" He couldn't even speak in a full sentence at this point. Instead of answering right away, I went to stand with Isabella. It was after all, the place I was meant to be. When I reached her side, I slid an arm around her waist and tucked her into my side. This was going to hurt her, and I wished so badly with all that I was that I could spare her what was about to come. Luckily my mother interjected and was the voice of reason.

"Carlisle, this is hardly the time or the place. Let them enjoy their evening... come on. You promised to take me to dinner." My father didn't respond, instead, he stayed staring at Isabella and I as if we were dressed in hobo garb and ready to eat off the floor.

I then watched my mother attempt to pull him against his will toward their private table, but much to her avail, he didn't budge. When my mother finally gave up and relaxed her hold on his arm, he stepped forward. Instinctively, I stepped in front of Bella in an attempt to shield her from him, but my father gave me a disapproving frown and shook his head as if to signal I over reacted. He peeked around my shoulder so he could speak to Isabella.

"Hello, I'm Carlisle Cullen. What is your name young lady?" He sounded nice... huh?

I felt Bella's hands move across my back as if she were trying to move me, so I stepped aside so she could move. She ended up on my right side and despite her brave show of facing my father head on; she stayed tucked into my side as she greeted him.

"Isabella Swan... It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Cullen." I heard her voice quiver as she said it, so I wrapped my arm around her in an effort to show her I was with her. My father didn't miss that either. I watched about seven different emotions flicker across his face as he watched the action happen and then made to excuse himself.

"Well... you two enjoy your evening together." He looked directly at Isabella as he said it, and then turned to me. "Edward." He paused then as he gathered his next comment and no doubt rehearsed it in his head once or twice. "Please bring Isabella to our home tomorrow for Sunday brunch. I would like the chance to get to know her better and I imagine your mother would as well." I could tell he wanted to add an insult in there, for my benefit of course, but decided against it because he didn't want to offend Bella. It was the only thing I appreciated at that moment and instead of telling him something smart and childish, I nodded my agreement and watched as he and my mother began their walk away from us.

I turned to Bella then and as soon as she met my eyes she fell apart. Tears were spilling from her cheeks and her body began to sob.

"shh... it's okay, Bella. Don't cry, there's no need to cry." I hated that she was in tears over this, especially because she was having such a good time before we were interrupted. I gathered her more firmly in my arms and we began to walk. I wanted to get her out of there and away from any other people who would no doubt come up and cause us to endure more questioning. We were out the door and I handed the valet our ticket and when it was just the two of us, I did my best to soothe her.

"Don't cry Isabella... its okay, no one is going to say anything or do anything to you, okay? I wouldn't let anyone hurt you." She was composed enough to talk at this point and she said only one thing.

"Thank you"

BPOV

You know that moment when you absolutely know one thing is going to happen... you're so sure of it, and then BAM! They totally do the un-expected! Yeah, Edward just hit me with that right now.

I had been so sure that he was going to deny me. Absolutely certain that I would become his business colleague or even college friend, but no, he didn't even try to lie.

Esme knew, she knew this baby was Edwards. When she embraced me that first time, she whispered a very soft "so sorry" into my ear and then followed it up with "we'll make things right." I didn't get a chance to be shocked by her words, because then she was gently rubbing my stomach and gumming with contentment. I didn't know what to make of Edwards father though, at one point he looked at my belly as if it were Medusa's head. Next minute he's trying to greet me and inviting me to his home for Sunday brunch. It was all too much... way too much, but then I felt Edward pull me into his side, and that was my undoing.

He held me... us... myself and our baby. He held me to his side and without even realizing it I don't think, he began rubbing soothing circles over my stomach to calm me. I had been rubbed on my stomach so many times tonight, that I was beginning to feel like a damn genie. That and my stomach was feeling numb from it.

We drove in silence until again, my stomach decided to make itself known.

"Oh Bella, I'm so sorry! Your steak!" I looked over to Edward and saw he was frowning.

"It's okay... I can make a sandwich when I get home... it's the thought that counts." I was starving, so even if it wasn't a steak, I would devour whatever I could make the fastest.

I heard him grumble out a frustration and then he looked at me and his face turned sad again. I turned quickly and tried to focus on the passing streets, but then his hand was resting on my stomach again. I looked down to see his thumb rubbing soft circles and then I turned to see him. He was focused on the road, but I could still see his eyes were in a frown.

Instead of making a comment on it, I rested my hands with his.

"I'm sorry your dinner was ruined, Bella. This isn't exactly how I had planned on this night going." He shook his head gently and then continued on "Is there anywhere I can take you on the way that would do? I really don't want you to have to cook for yourself right now."

He ended up calling a Thai restaurant and we picked up the order on the way back to my house. I didn't say anything about the fact that he had ordered a few different entrees. I figured that meant he would be staying to eat with me.

When we pulled up to the curb of my home, Edward took a deep breath and relaxed his head on the head rest. It looked like the evening had just caught up with him.

"Will you come in for a while?" I asked him. I had no clue what to think about everything that had just happened tonight, but I knew that I had seen a side of Edward that until now had never been seen.

He turned to me and smiled gently but then his face became unnervingly serious, and once again he huffed out exasperated.

"We do need to talk about things Bella, I don't want you walking in that door tomorrow unprepared for what you're going to be facing. It may change the way you feel about wanting me or any of us in yours and the baby's life."

I felt sick again, but before I could change my mind, he was out of his door and walking to mine to help me out.

In that moment, I knew that even as much as my life was changing because of the baby, the meeting with the Cullen's tomorrow would be just as monumental and life changing as well.

I was no longer in Kansas...