DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

Edward left home together and thankfully he barely had a couple of drinks. Tonight was fun, even though I had to speak about to some of old men in outdated suits about my dad's most famous cases, but other than that it was great. We got home and my mom said goodbye to both of us and she seemed to approve of Edward which I was grateful for. We went to our rooms and I saw a scowl being bit back by Edward because he had to sleep in the guest room.

I changed in to my pajamas and brushed my teeth. Chloe was still asleep and had been given her medicine. I heard the knocking at my door and went to open it. And there stood Edward leaning against my door frame shirtless and with pajama pants on. He knew what he did to me and was teasing me. I was very aware of the scowl that had taken over my features. He just chuckled.

"Just wanted to say goodnight, baby," he said.

"Don't call me baby," I secretly liked it but I wasn't about to let him know that. Ugh! Must be the hormornes.

"I wasn't talking to you." And with that he went down on his knees and pressed his mouth to my stomach.

"Goodnight baby. I will talk to you tomorrow." It came out a little jumbled up because his lips were pressed into my stomach, but it brought tears to my eyes nonetheless. He stood up and a tear escaped me. Edward wiped it away with his thumb. He seemed nervous.

"I was wondering if you would go on a lunch date with me." His voice seemed apprehensive and scared. I didn't know why. I did say that there was potential between us. That we could be Bella and Edward again, but with a little less drama. I nodded. He beamed at me.

"Well then have a good night," he walked back to the guest room and I watched him. Hopefully I didn't get morning sickness tomorrow and would keep the food I ate down. I fell asleep the tears flowing on their own. I had to put the tears away and put on a big smile today. To be honest, this was not the best time for a baby. I was barely handling Chloe and giving her what is necessary. One baby is tough, but two? But I didn't have a choice. I couldn't give my baby up for adoption. That wouldn't be fair.

I didn't realize I had fallen asleep until I was woken up by the alarm. I got up and took a shower. I looked at myself in the mirror. Nothing had changed. My stomach was still flat and my skin the same pale. I looked the same but things weren't the same and that scared me. I was always a little wary about change. But without change the world wouldn't be what it is today. But most of the changes I experienced were not good.

The divorce my parents had was a bad change. I barely saw my dad and my mom was becoming eccentric and more dependent on me. I couldn't live like other kids did. I had never complained but I always wondered what it was like to be a normal kid. When my mom first got married, I hated it. Not because of Phil, he is a great guy, it was just that the paparazzi went crazy and I was followed everywhere. So I just decided not to go anywhere. I was being confined in my own home because of this change.

Forks was of course different. My dad was rarely home, but that wasn't something new. I had made some great friends and became dependent on them upon my arrival. Then when this whole situation happened, it brought a change that wasn't welcomed yet again. I couldn't go on shopping trips with Rose and Alice. I couldn't play video games with Jasper and Emmett. They were the only real friends that I had ever encountered at the time and I just didn't want to let go. But I had to.

I was emotional wreck. My brain tried to downplay it when I would describe my emotions and it succeeded. I had not realized how bad I was until now. I wasn't a simple disaster as I used to think. I couldn't be fixed so easily. Come to think of it disasters are not that easy to solve and how I tricked myself into thinking that was beyond me.

As I stood watching myself in the mirror, I let my mind wander into thinking the changes that happened since Chloe was born. One change that threw all the bad ones away. If I my parents hadn't divorced, I would be miserable seeing two people who obviously weren't in love avoiding each other. It wouldn't be a right.

If the paparazzi hadn't driven me to Forks, all these bad changes wouldn't have happened. They all led me to have a beautiful baby girl by the name of Chloe Marybelle Cullen Swan. Maybe I was destined to have all this happen so I could have her. And maybe just maybe I was destined to have this little one two. Fate had a plan and I was sure as hell going to stick with it.

I snapped out of my reverie and went to go change. I slipped on a dark sweater dress and some leather heels. My hair was pulled back by a headband, but my bangs were out. I walked out of my bedroom and grabbed my wool coat and studded purse on the way. I left Edward say I had to work and he could meet me at my work for lunch. My mom was coming to spend some time with Chloe or otherwise neither of us would have gone. We weren't bringing Chloe outside until the pneumonia was gone. I walked towards my job. Today was no different. Some paper work, making appointments, and picking up phone calls. My dad wasn't in today, so there weren't a lot of people coming in today. It was about noon and put the phone so it would say to call back at a later time.

I heard the door open and a whoosh sound. I looked up to see Edward in dark jeans, dark brown leather shoes, and gray wool coat. I smiled up at him and noticed his cheeks were red with cold.

"Hello, I have an appointment with the exclusive Bella Swan. I hear she is really hard to find with her being a big time lawyer and all that," he grinned at me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my coat and purse.

"She is not in today so I guess you will have to settle for me," I said matter of factly. He looked me up and down as I made my way over to him.

"That wouldn't be a problem," his voice husky. I hit him playfully in the arm and laughed.

"Let's go and have some lunch." He laughed and grabbed my hand. We walked out of the office and I locked it. Sundays were very slow and rarely and clients showed up. We walked hand in hand. Edward was leading us and I really didn't know where we were headed. I asked a bunch of times, but he had refused to give me some answers. I was getting really aggravated. Finally we stopped and I looked up.

We were in front of The Capital Grille. I had heard good things. We walked inside and were immediately showed to our table, which was really private from the rest of the other customers. I sat down as Edward pulled out the chair. We talked about nothing to important until the waiter arrived I just wanted some ice tea and I could see Edward breath a sigh of relief. I guess he had been reading what I should be eating during pregnancy. He ordered a coke.

The rest of the meal went fine and there were no uncomfortable silences like the first date. We talked about ourselves. The last date was mostly about Chloe and what she was like when Edward wasn't around. It hurt to think about that. I ordered the French onion soup while Edward ordered a Lobster and Crab burger. We picked at each others food and gave each other mock faces of anger. It was comfortable being around him and there was definitely a connection there. But I was still a little wary. I wanted to take this slow.