A/N: Yes, another new chappie. This one is subtitled… what happens at the Cullen house when Rosalie comes to dinner. LOL.

I am sure to get a ton of reviews about how cute Logan is and I honestly can't wait. I like writing him.

Anyways, go review your little hearts out and show lots of love before I leave for Canada on Tuesday morning.

I don't own twilight, but I do have a daughter that took all the keys off of my keyboard tonight. It took my husband and I half an hour to put them all back in the right place.

EPOV

"Hey Mom," I called out as we walked into the house, Emmett at my side, bouncing with excitement like a small child. "Let me talk to her first and then when Dad gets off his shift, we'll tell them your little secret," I whispered anxiously to Emmett as we closed the door behind us and headed into the kitchen, where we found Esme making a batch of peanut butter cookies.

"A woman after my own heart," laughed Emmett as he grabbed one of the cookies, fresh from the oven, and shoved it his mouth greedily. I followed suit and moaned my appreciation for the cookies which I had loved since I was younger than Logan. I had always considered Esme's cooking as 'comfort food' and considering all that had gone down yesterday and what would occur today, I was ecstatic by the sight of these cookies.

"You boys are early. Your dad won't be home until lunch time," she said casually as she slipped another tray into the oven and came over to give us each a big hug.

"We can always leave if you want?" laughed Emmett as he swiped another cookie excitedly.

"Of course not, although I am curious about what is wrong Edward. You look upset," commented my mother as she took a seat at the kitchen table after starting the egg timer.

"I'm gonna go and look for some old toys of mine upstairs, you guys enjoy your chat and I'll be back later," grinned Emmett as he stole yet another cookie and headed towards the living room and up the stairs to his room.

"I'm going to have no cookies left for later if he keeps that up," laughed my mother as I sat in a free chair beside her and started to fidget with my hands. "So, what's wrong? A mother knows these things."

"It's Bella and me," I started to say sadly as my mother grabbed her hand. "I kind of screwed everything up last night and I need your advice."

"You screwed it up before it even started? Only you could manage that one Edward," she said with a giggle even though she looked a bit disappointed. "You've had one date with this girl, but you have already driven her away from you?"

"I'm going to be brutally honest with you, so please don't get mad at me," I said cautiously as Esme's eyes narrowed and she looked slightly angry. She would definitely get mad at me. "I've been seeing Bella since December. I went to the cabin to get away from L.A. and she was there. She actually thought I was a burglar because we had never met before." Esme laughed softly before look of realization crossed her face.

"So you guys were already dating at Christmas when I was practically forcing you on each other?" she asked with another laugh and I nodded my head. "Wow and I thought I was so perceptive."

"We did a good job of hiding it. Every night when I disappeared and said I was going for a 'drive'; I was actually going to see Bella because I missed her so much. She even lives across the damned street from me in Seattle," I added tentatively.

"Awww… you love her. I knew you guys would be perfect together. I knew it the first time I met her when Alice brought her home after school one day. Should I dare ask how badly you screwed everything up?" I hung my head low, knowing full well my reaction at the club and my recent work schedule were to blame for everything. It was completely my fault.

"I saw her on Valentine's and that has been it. In fact, since I've moved here I've seen her twice and it's been almost a month. Hell, I talked to her more when I was in L.A. getting ready to move here than I do now. I know it's because I've been so preoccupied with setting up the new office, but then last night we agreed to meet up with Jas, Alice, Emmett and Rosalie for drinks at nine and I showed up at midnight, while she was dancing with one of the bartenders," I recalled vividly as Esme started to shake her head from side to side.

"And you went crazy huh? Probably yelled at her and him, even though it was probably harmless?" I simply nodded in agreement as Esme's disappointment was clear in her face. "Can't Emmett help you at the office? Relieve some of the workload perhaps? When does the office officially open?"

"We open in three weeks and Emmett has his own problems mom, but I guess I could stop being so controlling about everything and take a night off now and again."

"Have you told her you love her?"

"No."

"Well no wonder you both reacted the way you did. If she knew how you felt, she probably would have taken the time to talk to you about everything, instead of running away from the guy who sometimes makes time to spend with her. You're not much of a boyfriend these days Edward," laughed my mother anxiously. I agreed wholeheartedly with her though, I was a fucking shitty boyfriend. "Give it a few days and then talk to her and apologize."

"Thanks mom," I said with a slight grin, glad to have some sort of advice about what to do. "I'll think of some way to make this up to her."

"By the way… you guys went out with Rosalie Hale? I had no idea she lived in the city," said my mom as I smiled and grabbed another cookie from the counter.

"Like I said, Emmett has his own problems." She looked up at me cryptically as her egg timer went off and she tended to her cookies. I left her alone to finish her baking and headed upstairs to find Emmett, who was on his knees in his closet, searching desperately for something. "What on earth are you doing?"

"I'm looking for my old dungeons and dragons set. I figured Logan and I could play with them. Did I tell you the awesome news?" he asked as he jumped up from the floor and sat on his old bed. "Rosalie has to go on a conference in three weeks."

"Yeah," I said with fake enthusiasm, not quite sure how this was an exciting turn of events.

"Wake up dude. I get to have Logan at my place for three whole nights. I get to make him dinner and breakfast, help him with his homework and drive him to school. I get to be the dad. Rosie said if it all goes well, we'll move onto him coming over every other weekend," said Emmett enthusiastically as I patted him on the back and smiled down eagerly at him. "I'm gonna drag Alice out shopping with me next weekend to get stuff for his bedroom. Did I ever thank you for getting me the two bedroom?"

"Uh no, but can I make a suggestion on how you can make it up to me?" Emmett looked at me in confusion and I simply laughed. "It's nothing crazy. I was just going to suggest that I come over one night while you have Logan, so that I can spend time with my nephew. We can have a guy's night in and play dungeons and dragons, which is in my closet by the way. I stole it when you stopped playing with it, fifteen years ago."

"Whatever Edward," laughed Emmett as he headed towards my room and I followed. "We can do boys night in, we can even invite Jasper and Dad if we want." Emmett searched through my closet and pulled out several different toys, all of them belonging to him when we were younger. "You have my Nintendo 64? I thought Alice sold it to buy herself some shoes. Damn it, my GI Joe's too? I love you Edward, but I only want to tell you this one time, leave my shit alone."

I laughed at Emmett with a smile and we grabbed all of his old toys out of my closet, throwing them in an empty box that was in my bedroom. Once everything that he wanted was set aside, we headed downstairs where Esme had finally finished the cookies. She swatted Emmett's hand away as he went to grab another one, and my father got home, wandering into the kitchen to join us. "Ooh peanut butter cookies," he said with a smile as he grabbed one and quickly stuffed it into his mouth before mom could reprimand him.

"I'm glad we're all home," said Emmett with a nervous laugh, I knew he was getting ready to break the news to them. "So, I invited some guests over to dinner tonight. We're still having dinner around five right?" Esme simply nodded her head as Carlisle glared at Emmett in confusion.

"Emmett, I think they should be sitting down for this," I said with a grin as my mother looked more upset that I thought possible.

"Good idea. Okay, I think you should sit down, maybe even have a couple of cookies nearby for support," said Emmett sincerely as he placed the tray of cookies in the center of the dining room table and grabbed another one as my parents sat beside each other, opposite of Emmett. "Rosalie is coming over tonight and she's bringing someone very important with her."

EMPOV

"Rosalie Hale?" my father asked incredulously as he turned towards my mother in shock. "I didn't even know she was back in the city. Did you know Esme?"

"Edward happened to mention it earlier in our conversation about how your son is dating Bella Swan," she said with an excited giggle.

"How long have I been at the hospital? You're seeing Rosalie again and Bella is your girlfriend?" asked my father as he pointed at Edward and smiled at me nervously. When we were growing up, my father always felt out of the loop. He didn't even know I was dating Rosalie until I took her to junior prom, almost a year after we hooked up. This was one of the effects of being a doctor, and I was glad I didn't follow in his footsteps so that I could actually be there for Logan when he needed me.

"I'm not seeing Rosalie again. Well, I see her, but we're not dating again," I started fiercely as they both looked at me in bewilderment. "I see Rosalie because she has a son and he's five, almost six actually." I was about to say something else, when my mother quickly covered her mouth with her hand and her eyes widened in shock. She started to pant breathlessly for a moment as she gripped my father's arm. I hadn't been expecting this reaction.

"Is she okay?" asked Edward as he came to stand behind our mother and leaned down to see her closer. Other than the massive coronary I was sure she was having upon the realization she was a grandmother, she looked fine.

"What's his name?" asked Esme through her labored breaths.

"Logan Carlisle Hale." Part of me wanted to laugh at the animated face of my father when his mouth dropped open in shock. I thought of a Looney Tunes cartoon and expected his jaw to hit the mahogany table with a loud thud.

"Congratulations, it's a grandson," Edward laughed with me as my mother smacked him upside the head.

"You knew about this?" she spat angrily at him as he rubbed his head from the severity of her blow.

"I've only known since Christmas night. Alice has known since last year," yelled out Edward, in an effort to save his own ass from my parents' wrath. "If it helps, Emmett only found out two weeks ago and we only met Logan last week."

"Have you ordered a DNA test?" asked Carlisle as he stood from his seat and began packing around the room. Leave it to my father to assume the child wasn't mine. He probably thought Rosalie was just after my money, which was my initial reaction as well, and I felt horrible for it.

"Trust me, no DNA test is needed," laughed Edward as he stepped back from our mother quickly, to avoid any further beat downs. "They are practically twins."

"Did you say they were coming over today?" asked my mother as she jumped from her seat towards the kitchen and I simply nodded. "Does he have any allergies? Can he eat my cookies?" I walked slowly towards my mom and wrapped her in one of my huge bear hugs.

"I know it's a lot to take in, grandma..." I said with a grin as she smacked me on the back. "He's a great kid. Very smart like Rosalie and very athletic and outgoing like me. He loves the Seahawks, the Mariners and fire trucks and I am certain he will love your cookies."

"I don't look old enough to be a grandmother," sighed Esme as I released my hold on her for a moment.

"Then stop harassing us about having grandkids," laughed Edward as he sat down in one of the kitchen chairs, watching our interaction carefully.

We spent the next two hours anxiously awaiting their arrival, while my parents quizzed me about what had happened with Rosalie and Logan during the past six years. They were upset that they hadn't been given the opportunity to know him until now, but Carlisle seemed to get over it a bit faster than Esme. She was angry at first, which then boiled over into utter resentment for the time she had lost with her first grandchild. When she started cursing Rosalie's name, I grabbed my cell phone and threatened to call and cancel, which placated her for the time being. I was worried that the moment Rosalie showed up, Esme would go crazy and try to strangle her, even though she had promised to be on her best behavior.

As Esme and Edward worked together in the kitchen to prepare dinner for all of us, I paced nervously around the hallway while Carlisle read a book in the living room. Everything looked remarkably normal until there was a knock on the door and I practically jumped out of my skin. Everyone was acting unbelievably calm, with the exception of me. I took a moment to compose myself before nervously opening the door.

"Hi Rosalie. Hiya Logan," I added casually as I ran my fingers through his hair and guided them into the house. Edward, Esme and Carlisle stood together in the living room and watched as Logan looked around the house in awe. He stuck close to Rosalie's side, which was what I had been expecting. I knelt down to his level to talk to him as Esme came closer to Rosalie and offered her a hug.

"Nice to see you again Rosalie," she said genuinely as Rosalie nodded at her, smiling casually.

"And you too Esme, Carlisle. The house looks lovely as always," Rosalie said politely as I laughed quietly. She had never cared for my mother's decorating, even back in high school when we were dating seriously and spent almost every day in this house.

"Logan, I have some special people for you to meet," I said anxiously as I stayed knelt down beside him, my hand resting on his shoulder. "This is my mom and dad."

"Nice to meet you Logan," said Esme as she held out her hand to him, and looked like she was going to burst into tears. She spent a few moments studying his face before finally releasing her grip on Logan's little hands. "Yeah, no DNA test is needed, he's definitely Emmett's. Don't you think Carlisle?" asked Esme as she turned back towards my dad, who was looking at the little boy with bright eyes.

"Hey, my name is Carlisle too," laughed Logan as I ruffled his hair again and stood up beside him, with Rosalie on the other side. "People used to make fun of it, but I always liked it."

"I always liked it to," said my father as I noticed him wipe his hand against his eye, brushing away a small tear. Esme guided us all into the living room to relax for a bit as she headed back into the kitchen to fetch some drinks for Rosalie and Logan. When she came back out a few minutes later, she had the tray of peanut butter cookies with her and put them on the table in front of Logan and me.

"Can he have a cookie?" I asked Rosalie as she nodded her head. "They're a bit addictive, so don't have too many or you'll ruin your appetite." I said with a laugh, sounding just like my father when I was younger. Logan reached down and grabbed a cookie, quickly shoving it into his mouth enthusiastically and then he moaned in pleasure.

"That is a yummy cookie Grandma Esme," Logan stated firmly as he reached down for another one. My mouth dropped open and I looked up at my mother who was beaming with pride. She didn't even have to ask him to call her that, he just did it automatically. I couldn't picture Logan calling out for Carlisle Grandpa though, but I am sure it was a matter of time.

"Thanks Logan," Esme said sweetly as she walked back towards the kitchen to finish dinner, a huge smile completely covering her entire face.

"Where's Alice?" asked my father as he tossed his paper aside and watched Logan intently. He was sitting between Rosalie and I on the couch and looked very relaxed, which made me smile since I was desperately hoping he would feel comfortable around me. Tomorrow we had plans to go to Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium, all three of us, so that we could spend more time together getting to know one another. Rosalie had originally thought of letting me take Logan out by myself, but I insisted that she join us. I wanted her to see I was worthy of the time she was letting me spend with my son.

"Yeah, where is Auntie Alice and Auntie Bella?" asked Logan defiantly as he stared up at Rosalie, awaiting her reply.

"Auntie Alice is out with Uncle Jasper tonight for dinner and Auntie Bella is home… sick," said Rosalie as she glared over at Edward, who immediately bowed his head remorsefully.

"When we go home, can we stop by Auntie Bella's to give her some of Grandma Esme's yummy cookies?" asked Logan curiously as Rosalie patted his head lightly.

"If your Dad and Uncle Edward don't eat them all first, then we will. I'm sure she would love it," laughed Rosalie as she chastised us both for grabbing yet another cookie. If anyone was going to ruin their appetite, it was going to be Edward and me. I was a bit shocked at Rosalie's words because it was the first time she had used the word 'Dad' to describe me to Logan.

"You heard her Dad, keep your hands off," said Logan as he grabbed the tray of cookies and brought them back into the kitchen before returning to join us. "My girlfriend will want some of them too."

"You have a girlfriend?" asked Carlisle with a laugh as Esme stood in the entryway between the kitchen and living room, listening intently to him.

"Auntie Bella is my girlfriend. Dad said I have comtetit… compute… what's that word dad?"

"Competition?" I replied curiously.

"Yeah, Dad said I have competition from Uncle Edward, but I don't think so," laughed Logan as the rest of us chuckled along with him, except Edward. "I gave her a card I made in school for Valentine's Day and she said she loved it." Logan sounded so proud as he explained how he was busy wooing my brothers girlfriend, and Carlisle and Esme simply snickered at him in awe of his charming ways.

Rosalie ended up excusing herself and went into the kitchen to see if she could be of any assistance to mom. I kept my eye on them while Logan was entertained playing card games with Edward and talking about football with him and Carlisle. I wanted to make sure my mother didn't get Rosalie in a headlock and beat the crap out of her for denying her the past few years, but everything seemed normal between them. We ended up eating dinner a bit earlier than usual, thanks to Rosalie's assistance in the kitchen and she surprisingly seemed pleased to have helped. She had changed so much since high school; I couldn't help but be impressed.

Dinner was casual, although Logan wasn't too fond of any of the vegetables Esme had made to complement the roast beef. It was funny to watch the power struggle between Rosalie, who insisted that he at least try the brussel sprouts and Esme, who told him to only eat what he could manage. Thankfully, Rosalie dropped the issue and we moved onto happier topics, like our trip to the aquarium tomorrow.

"Dinner was lovely, thanks again Esme," said Rosalie as the night wound down and Logan had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room.

"Thanks for allowing us to meet Logan. I'm assuming this means we will see him more often?" asked Esme with a hopeful inflection to her voice as Rosalie simply nodded her head. "Next time Carlisle and I make it into Seattle; we will call in advance to see if you two might be free to spend time with us."

"That sounds wonderful Esme," said Rosalie as she opened the front door and led me out to her car, as I cradled a sleeping Logan. I slipped him into his seat and watched her buckle him in tightly.

"I guess I should get one of those huh?" I asked with a laugh as I pointed down at the booster seat Logan was now strapped into.

"If you ever want him in your car, you definitely need one," she said with a laugh as she surprisingly reached over and hugged me. I was taken aback by what seemed like a show of affection and stepped away from her instinctively, looking at her curiously.

"Thanks for today. Logan had a wonderful time meeting your family, I only wish Alice could have been here to join us." I nodded in acknowledgement of her words and walked with her around the car, closing the door behind her after she got in and buckled up. "I'll see you tomorrow, around ten?"

"Yeah, I'll be there," I said with a tentative smile as she simply waved back at me and pulled out of the driveway into the cold February night. I sat on the porch for a few minutes, staring at the woods that surrounded my parents house and felt Edward sit down beside me, his hands clasp around his knees, which were pulled up to his chest to keep him warm.

"I really fucked up with that girl," I said remorsefully as he patted me on the back.

"Join the club. We have jackets."

A/N: that last line is from Shrek 2. My daughter made me watch it for the millionth time tonight and I found myself laughing out loud.