A/N: Let's all say it together… we welcome back coldplaywhore's insomnia. LOL. Actually got this chapter out a lot faster than I expected, so I decided to post it the moment it was done. It's a big smorgasbord of characters… you get some Bella and Edward, some Rosalie and Emmett and a little Logan as well. Enjoy and please review your little hearts out, they make me smile more than snickers, or Canadian smarties (which are not the same as American Smarties.)

I don't own twilight, but I do have a subscription to Soap Opera Digest specifically so I can catch up on General Hospital and Young and the Restless!

BPOV

Saturday came and went with no contact from Edward whatsoever, which didn't help my already pissed mindset. I did however, hear from Rosalie, who called just after nine at night to let me know that she and Logan would be over around five on Sunday afternoon with a surprise for me, which left me excited and confused.

On Friday night when I got home from the club, I curled up in bed and cried until I had no more tears left, and then I couldn't sleep. I got up a few times during the night, once to get water and another time to get my laptop so that I could work on my story. The first time I stepped out of my bed, I peeked out the curtain, and sure enough Edward's curtains were open and I could see his figure in a chair, staring out the window. My heart leapt for a moment before I recalled why I was mad in the first place; he never had any time for me.

When he moved here, I knew life would be busy for him while setting up the new office, but I had never thought I would see him twice in a month. Three times if you counted the minute I saw him at Chaos when he yelled at me and Paul. I didn't include that one though. As I sat on my couch late Saturday afternoon, I began to over think things and wonder if he really did want me. I immediately thought that perhaps I was just a means to an end for him when we were in Jackson Hole. He was horny and I was his only release, was the first thought that ran though my head, but I quickly dismissed it. He would never have been as tender and loving with me if it was just sex he was after. I spent the rest of the night on the couch thinking, and when I was done thinking, I cried. I hadn't even cried this much over Jacob, so I knew I was screwed.

On Sunday, I tried to get back to some semblance of a routine, so I did my laundry, made some chicken salad for sandwiches during the week and wrote some more of my book. I had discussed it with my boss a few weeks ago and she was eager to read a few chapters, so I was trying to get them done as quickly as possible so that she could review them. I trusted her opinion and I knew if she liked it, it would definitely be a success. I was in the middle of a pivotal chapter when I heard a soft knock on my door.

"Hiya Auntie Bella," shouted Logan a little too loudly, after I opened the door and he strolled into my apartment like he owned the place. Walking in behind him was Rosalie and Emmett.

"Hi Champ," I said happily as I watched him sit comfortably on my couch. "Come on in guys," I said with a raised eye brow at Rosalie. She knew I was curious as to why Em was with them, but I didn't say anything.

"We were at the aquarium today and Logan wanted to stop by and give you a gift, since I mentioned to him that you were sick and that was why you weren't with us yesterday to meet Grandma and Grandpa Cullen," said Rosalie with a slight snicker as she winked at me.

"Oh yeah, I was very sick," I said as I feigned a cough and Logan jumped up from the couch.

"Oops, I forgot," laughed Logan as he ran towards Emmett who handed him a small Tupperware container. "I didn't make these so you can eat them. They are very yummy and if you don't want them, can I have them back?" I laughed eagerly as Emmett scolded him for offering me a gift and then asking for it back. I flipped open the lid and found a dozen of the best smelling peanut butter cookies I had ever seen in my life. I lifted the container to my nose and took a big whiff, savoring the scent of the peanut butter.

"Thank you very much for the gift, boyfriend," I said with an encouraging smile as I leaned down and kissed Logan on the forehead.

"See Daddy, Uncle Edward has nothing on me," he said with a giggle as he ran back towards the living room where he had turned the TV to the Backyardigans.

"Esme made the cookies and Logan insisted on bringing you some when he found out you were sick. I'm sorry for that by the way, it was the best excuse I could think of," apologized Rosalie as we all sat at the dining room table. Emmett seemed very uncomfortable to be there with us, partaking in girl talk.

"It's fine Rosie. I'll have to call Esme later and thank her for the cookies. How did the meet and greet go?" I asked, this time looking at Emmett for his reaction. He explained to me how Logan took to them like a fish to water and things were progressing very well between the three of them. I kept noticing small glances between Emmett and Rosalie, but didn't question it, for now. Rosalie mentioned how Logan announced to the Cullen family that I was his girlfriend and Carlisle and Esme found it very endearing.

"I'm a one man woman and I think Logan is more than I can handle right now," I said with a laugh as Emmett looked at me disappointed. "What?" I questioned of him as he opened his mouth and closed it quickly. "You look like you want to say something. We're amongst friends Emmett, talk to me."

"Are you really going to give up on Edward?"

"Do I have a choice? I never see the man Emmett. I know setting up a new office is difficult, but I also know people can be hired to do all the things he is doing. He doesn't need to be there to watch every nail get hammered into the wall or every name plaque hung. What was he like in L.A? Was he always busy?" Emmett glared down at the table, his hands clasp together and he was clearly uncomfortable. He knew if he answered the question that he was hammering the final nail in the coffin of my relationship with Edward.

"Yeah, he was always busy. He was never home and it was like pulling teeth to get him to do anything even remotely social, is that what you wanted to hear Bella? He's not in L.A. anymore though, I know he wants to change," sighed Emmett, sounding completely defeated. He was a lot like Esme in his mannerisms and emotion, which he wore on his sleeve. He wanted to protect Edward but he was way too honest to lie to me.

"He's doing a wonderful job of it, isn't he?" I replied rudely as Logan bounced into the dining room now that his show was over. He pulled out the last chair and sat down, looking at us curiously.

"I saw a shark today Auntie Bella. He was huge," I ruffled his hair easily and was happy for the distraction. Logan continued to prattle on about everything he saw at the aquarium for almost half an hour and I was relieved when Rosalie noticed the time and insisted on heading home. I gave each of them a small hug, including Emmett, and Rosalie promised to call later in the week.

"We should plan a girl's night out next weekend. We're all single, so we should go live it up. I'm sure Emmett here would love the chance to have an overnight visit with Logan," said Rosalie anxiously as she gripped my hand in hers reassuringly.

"You're right. I think a girls night out is a good idea, but we can't go to Chaos okay?" Rosalie nodded her head in agreement as they all walked from the apartment, looking like a happy little family. Once I had shut the door, I grabbed my bottle of wine from the fridge and popped it open, drinking straight from the bottle. I wandered into my bedroom, thinking of Edward, and peeked out my curtains again. His curtains were wide open, so mine were staying closed; I rationalized to myself as I headed back to the couch and picked up my laptop. I put my wine on the floor beside the couch and typed until my fingers were numb, which was almost six hours and two bottles of wine later.

The next morning, I woke up late and ended up getting to work almost fifteen minutes late, which didn't escape the notice of my boss, who called me into her office around nine. "Bella, I hope you aren't going to make this a habit," said Charlotte nicely as I insisted that I wouldn't. I handed her the small flash drive which contained my first ten chapters. "What's this?"

"That is the first ten chapters of my book, as requested."

"Already?" she asked curiously as I simply nodded my head. "I'm impressed."

"Well, I've been working on the story since mid-December, so it's not really that fast. I've just had a lot of free time outside of work lately so I was able to move along quicker than I anticipated," I said with a nervous grin as Charlotte smiled at me.

"Give me a few days to look over it all and I will let you know." I walked out of her office feeling relieved, and almost happy. I hadn't been happy since the day after Valentines, so it was certainly a nice change of pace. When I finally sat down at my desk, I let out a big sigh of relief and noticed my cell phone flashing on my desk, which meant I had a text message.

Sometimes I forget to love you like I should
But I'd never leave you - no, I never would

I knew the lyrics immediately, Joshua Radin, yet again. I groaned in frustration that Edward had to resort to a fucking text message to contact me. I deleted it, without responding and turned my phone off, shoving it into my purse in the bottom drawer of my desk, where I would ignore its existence until the end of the day.

I was halfway through the third chapter of the new book I was reviewing when I got an email from Alice.

I tried to call your cell phone but either your battery is dead or you turned it off. Rosalie said we need a girl's night out and I am game. There's a new club opening up downtown on Saturday night if you are up for it. Let me know if this works for you. I know the owner, so I can get us on the VIP list. Miss You. –A

I quickly typed up a response, lying to her that the battery had died, and told her I was game for anything this weekend as long as it involved large quantities of alcohol and sexy men I had never slept with before. A night out was just what I needed to move on from all of my hideous mistakes, I laughed to myself as I went back to focusing on the story I was reading. Eric, one of the copywriters strolled by my office around lunch time to see if I was interested in heading out with a few of them for lunch, but I declined and opted to simply grab a bite from the small café on the main floor.

As I wandered down around one to pick up a salad and lemonade, I took a moment to turn on my phone to see if I had missed anything important. Three missed calls from Alice and four missed texts from Edward as well, all of which I decided to delete before being reading. There was no way I was being apologized to via text message. Apparently working too much had fried his damned brain, I laughed to myself as I turned my cell back off and went back to my office to force down my lunch and finish the day. When I finally crawled into bed that night, I congratulated myself for finishing day one of my newly single life. I only had twenty two thousand more to go, and I needed a few cats too. Crazy single ladies had cats didn't they?

EPOV

"Tell me you are not texting her," sighed Emmett as he strolled into my office around eleven in the morning on Monday. I was leaning back in my chair, my tie loosened and my feet propped on my new desk. Emmett pushed my feet from the desk and snatched my phone from my hands. "Four fucking texts? Can't you just call the girl?"

"She won't answer," I replied dejectedly as Emmett read through the messages.

"If she won't answer your calls, do you really think she will read your text messages? Are any of these even an original thought? They all look like fucking song lyrics," he asked as he tossed the phone onto a pile of papers on my desk. "You fucked up man. You are definitely the head of our little club. I'm still waiting for my jacket by the way."

I laughed at Emmett for a moment as I recalled his words. "How do you know how bad I screwed up? Did you talk to her? Did Rosalie say something yesterday?" I asked desperately as he sat in the chair across from my desk and started to fidget with his hands. He clearly knew more than he was telling me.

"I saw her yesterday. I was with Rosie and Logan when they dropped off the cookies after our trip to the aquarium," he began to say as my eyes lit up with excitement. "Unless you can learn to balance work and personal life, you're screwed. She doesn't want to be second best Edward, especially to your work."

"What the hell am I supposed to do?" I asked curiously. I was never really one to go to Emmett for advice, but for the first time ever, I felt like he had the answers I needed.

"I told you… you need to find harmony between your work life and your personal life. You need to leave the office at five o'clock and not answer calls on the weekend. If you are with her, don't check your iPhone for work emails and don't make plans with her and then don't fucking show up man. That's just mean." I nodded my head in acknowledgement of his words as he stood from the chair and walked to the doorway. "If you don't think you can change, you need to get over her and find a girl who doesn't give a shit about you man."

I laid my arms across my desk and laid my head down on them, feeling utterly horrible for the way I had treated Bella lately. It was no wonder she was livid with me for not showing up on time at the club, even though it was unavoidable. You could have rescheduled till Monday, Jackass. I immersed myself in work for the rest of the day, taking a quick break for lunch and to randomly check my iPhone for any response from Bella. There was none. When I got home after nine, I didn't even need to look up at her apartment to know the curtains were closed. Before I crawled into bed that night, I closed my curtains in defeat and popped a melatonin to help me sleep. It didn't work that night, or the next three nights for that matter.

When I strolled into work later than usual on Friday morning, Emmett was already waiting for me in my office. "Well look at this morose mother fucker right here," he said with a grin as I tossed my briefcase on my desk and began to remove my coat.

"Watching Chasing Amy again?" I asked curiously as Emmett nodded his head.

"Yeah, I have a preference for movies that reference Degrassi Junior High and girls that say 'aboot'," he said with a hearty laugh as I hung up my jacket and took my seat. "Nothing huh? That was funny."

"No, it was funny when you referenced it back in 1998, but now it's just overdone," I replied seriously as Emmett simply leaned back in the chair and glared at me.

"When was the last time you slept?" he asked as he continued to keep his eyes trained on me, as though he was expecting me to crack at any moment.

"Last night."

"Bullshit. You look like complete crap. Go home. I think I can handle hiring the last few people," Emmett said, his voice dripping with concern.

"Emmett, the last time you hired someone it was Chesley. Her bra size was bigger than her I.Q. and she quit after four days because she thought she was going to become Mrs. Emmett Cullen. You are not hiring anyone. I can handle it," I replied rudely to him as I took a sip of my latte and turned on my computer.

"Listen brother, seeing as you won't take my previous advice, perhaps you will listen to this one. The girls are going out tomorrow night to some club. They are three hot, single girls, with nothing better to do than drink away their troubles and find new men that won't fuck them like we have done. If you don't call her, she will easily find someone tomorrow night that wants to make time for her. Do you want to lose her because you can't work up the nerve to talk to her?" I hadn't been aware that the girls were going out on Saturday night. Of course I didn't know. The only person I had talked to all week outside of the office had been my mother and even she yelled at me for not fixing things with Bella yet. "Are you going to change?"

"I don't know Emmett. It's not as easy as you make it out to be. I've been at the office past eight every single night this week," I said with a sigh as I explained all the things I had been working on after hours. Emmett didn't look pleased at all, in fact, he was downright pissed.

"I hope you realize that you are letting the best thing that ever fucking happened to you walk out of your life. Bella deserves a hell of a lot better than you little brother," he snapped angrily as he stormed from my office, slamming the door behind him. "I'm gone for the day," he screamed at the top of his lungs so that the entire office could hear him. Sure, we only had ten employees right now, but they all heard him, and every single word of our argument. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, desperately wishing for a time machine so that I could go back a month and do everything right.

EMPOV

When I stormed out of Edward's office, I immediately knew what had to be done, and it had nothing to do with my idiot of a brother. I announced to the office that I was leaving for the day as I glanced down at my watch, it was nine twenty in the morning and Rosalie would definitely be at work, so I grabbed my cell phone and called her. At least I had the balls to call the girl I was in love with, I laughed to myself as I waited patiently for her to pick up.

"Good Morning Rosalie Hale," she said politely as I instantly smiled at the sound of her voice.

"Hey Rose," I said casually as she took a moment to realize who was calling her.

"Hey Emmett, what's going on?" she asked, sounding extremely curious and a bit nervous. I could picture her twirling her hair around her finger, like she always did when she was anxious.

"I was actually wondering if you were free for lunch today. I had a few things I wanted to talk to you about and I know you're busy tomorrow, so I thought lunch would be a good idea."

"Sure Emmett. Can you meet me down at the Waterside Café around one?" she inquired as I asked her for directions to the café. I had no idea where it was, but she explained that it was fairly close to her office and she had a meeting at three that she couldn't be late for. We agreed to meet and once I was done talking to Rosalie, I called Alice.

"What are you doing baby sister?" I asked loudly as I sat in my Jeep and turned it on swiftly.

"I'm actually at home this morning. I took the day off to clear my head. Why, what's up with you?" I spent the next five minutes convincing Alice to come shopping with me for Logan's room. We had planned to do it on Sunday afternoon, but now that she was going out with Bella and Rosalie tomorrow night, there was no way she would be up to shopping with a hangover. She squealed with glee when I explained that I was watching Logan tomorrow night and she was suddenly on board. I picked her up at her place fifteen minutes later and we headed to the nearest department store.

"What about this one?" I asked as I held up a set of 'Cars' bedding. Alice had already picked up a twin sized bed for him, which would be delivered first thing the next morning. She grabbed the bed set from me and tossed it back on the shelf.

"Cars are like five years ago or whatever. Go simple, classic, like this one," she said with confidence as she shoved a blue set at me that was covered with red fire trucks.

"Don't you think we are going overboard with the fire truck theme?" I asked nervously. I had no idea what Logan would like for his bedroom. I barely knew what I liked in my own room other than a naked girl on my bed and a mirror on my ceiling, but both of those were out of the question with my five year old son about to visit.

"No Emmett. He loves fire trucks; it's like his fucking obsession. Just get it and you can thank me later," she said with a grin as we walked towards the cashier with our cart full of stuff. We had picked up a few toys for him since I had nothing in my apartment as well as a lamp, bed set as well as a few extra blankets and pillows. As we were walking out of the store with our purchases in hand, I took a moment to gauge Alice's reaction to what I was about to do with Rosalie today.

"Are you mad that Bella and Edward broke up?" I asked as we opened the back door and tossed the bags into the back seat of my car.

"No. I expected it. I'm sure it's mean to say but Bella tends to be a bit needy and Edward is a workaholic. They just didn't seem like a match made in heaven to me. I was floored when he said he loved her to us at the club. Of course, just like I expected, he hadn't told her this." Alice was frustrated as she talked about them and I'm sure she just wanted to scream out 'I told you so' but she didn't.

"He hasn't even called her all week, even though he text messaged her some song lyrics," I said with a quiet laugh as Alice practically doubled over in laughter in the front seat of my Jeep.

"I love Bella with all my heart, but she doesn't deserve that. Seriously, could you get any more lame than text messaging someone song lyrics in an attempt to apologize. He really screwed the pooch on that one. Maybe tomorrow night I can help her find someone a little more decent," laughed Alice, still thinking about Edward's awkward text messages.

"Can you not pimp out Rosalie tomorrow night?" I requested nervously as we pulled out of our parking space and headed back to Alice's apartment. "I'm going to ask her out on a real date, just her and me, today."

"Emmett, do you really think that is a good idea?" asked Alice curiously as she glanced over at me for a moment, my hands gripped firmly to the wheel and my eyes staring straight ahead.

"I think Logan deserves to have his parents together," I began to say as Alice looked at me disappointed. "That isn't the only reason Ali. Spending time with her these past few weeks has awakened my feelings for her and I really want to give it a shot."

"I'm not going to interfere, but if things end up badly I may just feel the need to say 'I told you so'," commented Alice as we pulled up to a stop light and I took a moment to glare at her.

"I'm not Edward. I'm not going to fuck this one up."