A/N: I wanted to update my other story today, but the words came for this one a lot easier, so here is a new chapter. Enjoy and review your little hearts out. There will obviously be a bit more Emmett in the next couple of chapters, but I promise this is definitely a Bella and Edward story. I don't think I could write anything but.

I don't own twilight, but I do now have three boxes packed to ship to Canada. Yeah me.

EPOV

Today was the day, Sunday Bloody Sunday, as I had called it all week. Bella hadn't thought it was a very good nickname, but I was honestly expecting bloodshed when Rosalie finally told Emmett about Logan. My Saturday night date with Bella ended around three on Sunday afternoon when we both realized we had stuff to do, which involved leaving the comfort of her bedroom. I had spent most of the night making love to her and when we finally fell asleep at four in the morning, we were both exhausted. We never did get to break in her couch like I had planned the moment she said she got a new one, but there was still plenty of time. Unfortunately, thanks to the demands of opening a new office, Bella and I didn't get to spend a great deal of time together during the week, but we had agreed to dinner at my place on Sunday night, once Bella was done babysitting Logan.

As we pulled up in front of Sanders in my Volvo, I glanced down at the clock and saw it was already quarter after ten. Rosalie had made reservations under the name 'Cullen' in order to not confuse Emmett, but he was still very curious about everything. We both agreed that if Emmett knew who he was meeting, he might not come. Emmett had spent most of the past week asking me who we were going out with, which annoyed me to no end. During our meetings with the interior designer for the interior of our offices, he was the most obnoxious. I ended up lying to him and saying it was some guys from the Forks High football team and he finally relented until he saw Alice walk into the restaurant and join our table for four.

"Is this is an intervention or something?" laughed Em as he sat down, after hugging Alice gently.

"Nope, sorry Em," giggled Alice nervously was she ordered a mimosa from our waiter. "Our other guest is running a bit late. She should be here pretty soon." I nodded quietly at Alice as Emmett glared at both of us in confusion.

"Okay, so there are no football players coming," sighed Emmett as Alice stared at me with one eye brow raised. "Are you guys setting me up on a blind date or something? I know we just got to town and everything, but I think I can handle myself where women are concerned."

"You didn't tell him?" asked Alice incredulously as she took a big sip of her drink and stared at me angrily. I immediately wished we had made plans for lunch so that I could drink myself into a stupor, but that would defeat the purpose of me being here as moral support for my older brother.

"He wouldn't have come otherwise, Alice," I stated firmly as Emmett placed his hands down on the table forcefully.

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here," yelled Emmett as he turned to walk away from the table and ran straight into Rosalie. I had noticed her walk in a few moments earlier, waving at a couple of people in the restaurant. From the look of things, we were clearly on Rose's turf, which was a smart move on her part.

"Good Morning Emmett," she said cautiously as she nodded at Alice and me genuinely. Rose looked great this morning in a pair of jeans and a white knitted sweater, but she also looked extremely nervous and once she sat down, she ordered herself a mimosa as well. "Thanks for joining us."

"I didn't have much choice. Edward here lied to me all week about this brunch."

"That's my fault," she explained tentatively as she fingered the menu for a moment. I'm sure she didn't even need to look inside to know what she wanted; she seemed all too familiar with the location. "When I asked Edward to arrange the meeting, I thought if you knew you were meeting me, you wouldn't have come."

"I would have come. Although I'm very interested in knowing how long you have been talking to my brother." Thankfully, Rosalie never got a chance to answer as Tyler, our waiter, approached and had a big smile for Rose.

"Morning Rosie. Where's Logan?" asked Tyler as he glanced around the area and Emmett tensed up beside me.

"He's busy with a friend this morning," she replied easily, and then there was no further mention of Logan. We all took turns ordering our meals, and of course Rosalie ordered 'the usual', which I had expected. Once Tyler had walked away from the table, Alice started us into a conversation about what we had been up to since high school. I was certain she had probably told Rosalie all about Emmett and me, but we explained anyways. Emmett never did have a chance previously to tell her about his life in L.A. and he hadn't heard anything about Rose's life in Ithaca, so she explained everything in painstaking detail, leaving out the most important part of course, Logan.

"How is the new place?" I asked Emmett, in honest curiosity to break up some of the awkward silence that had formed. I hadn't been inside his new place since I put an offer down on it for him.

"It's fine. Lonely, but fine. I actually enjoyed living with you man," he replied as he punched me in the shoulder playfully.

"Don't worry dude, we'll set up like weekly Xbox dates so that I can come over and kick your ass on Need for Speed." Emmett scoffed as I caught a smile on Rosalie's face. Perhaps she was seeing that he had, in fact, changed for the better. He had been remarkably well behaved all through brunch, even though I was getting antsy as to when Rosalie was going to talk to him, seeing as we were almost done eating. A few minutes later, an older gentleman approached our table and greeted Rosalie like they were family.

"We missed you around here Rosie. Where's Logan?" he asked sincerely as Rosalie suddenly reached into her purse for a piece of paper, but didn't show it to anyone.

"He's at home with my friend Bella. We're doing an adults only breakfast today John," she replied, as she began to nervously fiddle with her napkin.

"Well, bring him around soon. Minnie and I miss that little guy; she even bought a little fire truck for him to play with at the table. She thought it might keep him out of the kitchen for once," John said with a heavy laugh as Emmett's face fell slightly. As I glanced over at Emmett, I sensed this wasn't going to go well. Once John left, Emmett turned back towards Rosalie immediately.

"You have a son?" he asked, looking somewhat sad. Suddenly Rosalie reached onto her lap and pulled out the piece of paper she had taken from her purse and slid it along the top of the table towards Emmett. He picked it up and stared at it for a moment before a light went off in his head. He knew the next words out of her mouth before she even said them.

"No Emmett. We have a son."

EMPOV

I was reluctant to go out to this stupid breakfast with Edward the moment he mentioned it, and when I saw Alice stroll in, I knew I had been had. I didn't know what the hell they were doing to me though. I had been on my best behavior since arriving in Seattle and when they started talking, I got up to leave out of sheer fury, especially when they acted like I wasn't even sitting with him.

I was fucking floored though when I stood to leave and ran smack dab into Rosalie Hale, the only girl I had ever loved. To say she had broken my heart when we split was probably the understatement of the century. She tried to call me for almost a year, and I never answered the phone once. She even sent me mail on a few occasions, but I threw every last one of them out, not once bothering to open them. It took a lot of work to convince Edward just to let the entire situation be, even though he saw how much it hurt me during my first year at school. However, standing right in front of her, feeling her breath on my face, just reminded me of all those feelings that I had kept hidden for almost six years. Unfortunately for me, I was glutton for punishment and took my seat next to my brother, and across from jezebel herself.

I listened intently to every word that came from her mouth, even though I felt a serious ache for her. It was just like it had been when we broke up, except amplified ten times worse because she had grown up to be a successful engineer and was just as gorgeous as I remembered her. I noticed my fingers twitch, desperate to touch her hair again, remembering that it always smelled like strawberries, but I slipped my hands under the table to keep anyone from noticing.

I kept glaring over at Edward in anger for dragging me here and making me relive every single emotion I had tried to force away for so long. I was going to need some serious booze tonight, I thought to myself. Everything got worse when people kept visiting our table asking about some guy named Logan. He was no doubt her boyfriend or something, because I noticed she wasn't wearing a ring. In fact, there wasn't even a hint of an indentation on her finger, so she had never married. When John, the owner of the restaurant mentioned Logan again before our bill arrived, and talked about fire trucks in the same sentence, I thought my mouth was going to drop open and hit the table with a loud thud. She had a fucking kid. Just my luck. She wanders back into my life, at the insistence of Alice and Edward it seemed, and she was single, but not really. I definitely didn't want to get involved with a woman with a kid. I loved kids, and always saw myself as a great father one day, but I didn't think that day was today.

When John stepped away from our table finally, I said the only thing that came to mind. "Do you have a son?" I'm sure I looked disappointed as I said this, because even though I was still heartbroken over Rosalie, sitting with her now reminded me of everything great we had for three years in high school and I missed that terribly. I watched intently as she slipped a small piece of paper in front of me along the table and I glanced down at a photo. This must have been Logan, and he looked just like me.

"No Emmett. We have a son."

"What the fuck did you just say?" I yelled out so loudly that a few of the other patrons turned around in disgust at me. I didn't give a shit at that particular moment about other people's reactions though. I watched as Alice grabbed Rose's hand, as though she was supporting her. Alice fucking knew too. When I looked over at Edward, he looked sympathetic towards me, but had a smile on his face. "You both fucking knew and never told me? How long have you guys known?"

"I only found out on Christmas night," replied Edward anxiously as I gripped my hands into fists tightly beneath the table. I wished I was at the gym in front of my punching bag so that I could beat that crap out of it, in an effort to release all of my frustrations.

"I've known since last year," said Alice as she hung her head, obviously in shame. I couldn't even look at any of them I was so livid. Instead, I stared down at the small picture of a boy who looked like just me when I was five, except he had blonde curly hair instead of brown.

"I spent over a year trying to get in touch with you Emmett, but you refused to take my calls or return any of my letters. I even sent a sonogram picture with one of the letters," said Rosalie, sounding desperate. I looked up at her and clenched my eyes tightly as I glared at her. "Don't be mad at Alice. She found out by accident when I called her to make sure you weren't living here in Seattle."

"Oh so I shouldn't be mad at my precious sister for keeping my son away from me for a year," I yelled again. "Don't worry. I'm not as mad at Alice as I am at you Rosalie. Why didn't you call my parents and tell them? They would have gotten in touch with me at school. They would have helped out any way they could. Five fucking years," I stammered in frustration as I stopped to think for a moment. "He's almost six isn't he?" I asked of Rosalie, who simply nodded her head as a tear fell down her face.

"When I found out, I begged her to tell you. If she wasn't going to do it, I was." Edward was trying to make himself look better in this situation, but it didn't make a difference. He's known for a month and a half and never mentioned it once.

"I've missed six years," I said as I put my head into my hands. I wanted to cry and scream and shout more four letter words at the top of my lungs, but I didn't. "Do Mom and Dad know?"

"No," said Alice curtly.

"What do you want from me?" I asked Rosalie forcefully. "Is it money? There must be some reason you felt compelled to tell me after six years. I doubt you're doing this out of the goodness of your black fucking heart." Rosalie looked up at me with complete shock, and I was pleased I had apparently struck a cord with her.

"Do you honestly think I give a shit about money? Logan and I have done wonderful together without you Emmett. I just realized it's not fair for him to live without his father, or his uncle or grandparents for that matter."

"Oh, but it's fair to keep him away from his father for six fucking years. I would have married you and done the right thing. I would have been a great dad," I screamed at her, when I realized the last words that have come out of my mouth were incorrect. "I will be a great dad. When can I meet him?"

"When you calm down," said Alice as she interrupted what I felt like was a private conversation between me and the woman who had kept my son from me.

"I don't think it's your place to decide anything Alice. Don't you think you have caused me enough heartache to last a lifetime? I lost a year because of you Alice, because you sided with Rosalie instead of your older brother. I'm sure Mom and Dad will feel the same way I do towards both of you," I replied furiously as I stared at both women.

"I think you should let this set in for a bit Emmett. Perhaps we can make arrangements with Rosalie to take Logan to the park or something next weekend?" suggested Edward. "Of course, you would come with us Rosalie." He added as she nodded her head in agreement.

"I want to make this a smooth transition for Logan, his well being is the most important thing Emmett, so you need to realize that," explained Rosalie as though she thought I was a moron. Of course I knew he was the most important thing. As of today, he was the only important thing in my life. My mind started to wander as everyone else talked about the situation and I tuned them out. If Rosalie was going to continue to keep Logan from me, I determined then and there I would fight her for custody. Surely the courts would side with me, who had been kept from his life for six years. Rosalie left us shortly after the bill was paid, explaining that her babysitter was only available until two and we quickly exchanged numbers to make arrangements to meet next Saturday.

As Edward and I walked out to the car, I suddenly realized something very important. "Is this why I have a two bedroom?" I asked curiously as he unlocked the car and I slid into the passenger seat.

"Yeah. I'm really sorry I kept this from you, but I gave Rosie an ultimatum to tell you by the time you moved to town or else I would tell you. I wasn't going to keep this from you," explained Edward as he reversed the car and turned out onto the street.

"It's okay. I know you tried. Alice and Rosalie on the other hand are definitely on my shit list. How the fuck am I going to tell mom and dad they are grandparents? Mom is going to be so disappointed she never knew about him before," I stammered in frustration as I thought about all the moments me and my family had lost because of this. "What do you know about him?"

"Bella is babysitting him right now actually. She says he's a great kid, very smart. He likes baseball and fire trucks," said Edward genuinely as a smile grew across his face. "I thought we could take him to a Mariners game in the spring. I'm certain he'd like that."

"Yeah, I'd like that too."

BPOV

My morning with Logan was a lot more fun than I had initially imagined, but I felt bad enjoying this time with him, while Edward couldn't. Not yet anyways. Logan made me watch several episodes of Handy Manny while we built various monstrosities using every single piece of Lego that he owned, and there were thousands. Rosalie was constantly encouraging the engineer in him.

"Auntie Bella, do you have a boyfriend?" asked Logan curiously as we dismantled one of the buildings to use the pieces on the castle he was now trying to build.

"What do you know about boyfriends?" I asked with a laugh as Logan giggled at me and put his hands over his eyes in embarrassment.

"My friend Teddy told me that when girls like boys, they become girlfriend and boyfriend. Can I be your boyfriend?" Logan was absolutely the most precious kid I had ever met. He was such a little ladies man, just like his daddy and his uncle, I laughed to myself.

"Sure Logan, you can be my boyfriend," I said sweetly as I kissed his head and he blushed, turning back to the Lego and forgetting the conversation ever happened. It was just before one in the afternoon when Rosalie finally wandered in the front door, looking frazzled. Logan jumped from the floor and ran straight to her, enveloping her in a big hug as he kissed her cheek and told her everything we had done during the day. Once Logan was back on the couch, completely immersed in an episode of Go Diego Go, Rosalie and I walked into the kitchen to talk.

"How did it go?" I asked curiously as she grabbed a beer from the fridge, offering it to me first. I refused, and she popped the cap open and took a big drink before finally answering my question.

"It was awkward, heartbreaking and the most painful thing I have ever experienced besides child birth," she replied honestly as she took another drink. "He wants to meet him next weekend. We're going to try to make arrangements for him and Edward to meet him, with me present of course."

"Well, that's a step in the right direction," I said kindly as looked over at Logan on the couch, who was currently enjoying a Capri-Sun.

"I just hope I'm doing right by him," explained Rosalie with a sad inflection to her voice. "Emmett was crushed I didn't tell him about Logan. He'd definitely fight me for custody if it came to that."

"What did you think of Emmett though?" I asked curiously.

"He's matured definitely. He's smart, but still has a potty mouth on him and damn Bella if I didn't fall for him all over again the moment I saw him. I'm royally screwed." I nodded my head in agreement, she was definitely in trouble. I offered up a sweet hug and a few more minutes of conversation before I headed to the living room and gave Logan a big hug and a kiss before I left.

"See you soon, girlfriend," he giggled at me as I smiled brightly and left the apartment. As I walked down the stairs towards my car, I reached into my pocket for my cell phone and found a text message from Edward awaiting me.

Brunch was semi-successful. When will you be home? –E

I'm leaving Rosie's as I type this; you have competition for me now. –B

I laughed as I wrote the text and it was only five minutes later that Edward suddenly called me, instead of responding to me via text. "I have competition? How the hell do I have competition?" he asked, sounding very frustrated, which just made me giggle harder at him.

"Oh calm down. Your nephew is a ladies' man and he wants me to be his girlfriend. He's going to be a heartbreaker one day, just like his sexy uncle," I explained with a laugh as I heard Edward release a deep breath.

"That I can handle. He's only five and I have moves he can't even comprehend," said Edward seductively as he asked where I was.

"I'm ten minutes away. Should I just come up to your place?" I asked curiously as I waited at a stop light anxious to be back with him after almost a week of being apart.

"Yes please," he shouted into the phone. "Is there any chance you can come up naked?"