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Peachy since we have ANOTHER update of Secrets this week. How're yous?

Doin good Doin good! Hey you wanna tell the kids about something awesome?????

Um... don't most people know about starbucks lattes and peanut butter m&ms bels?

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Oh. Darn, I was hoping that changed. SMeyer still owns all these characters then?

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BPOVI woke up to the sound of Edward gagging beside me. I bolted up quickly, turning towards him. He was hunched over dry heaving into the bucket. I rubbed slow circles on his back as I slowly came to, realizing it was still dark out. He was breathing heavily, gasping for air as he remained doubled over. He straightened a little, his left hand reaching back and resting on my thigh as he continued to take deep breaths.

"Baby are you okay?" I asked, worriedly.

He shook his head, his voice barely above a whisper. "I... I don't... I don't know."

At his uncertainty I moved off the bed, throwing on sweats and a plain t-shirt. "Come on then, I'm taking you to the hospital."

"No. No. Don't. Just... stay. Bella, don't--"

"Edward Cullen, this isn't the time to argue with me. I love you; I'm worried and I want you to get help for whatever alien baby you have living in there." I replied seriously, pointing to his stomach. My other hand reached for his hooded sweatshirt and tossed it over to him. "And I'm not going anywhere. I'll be with you the entire time."

"Bella..." He whined, jutting out his bottom lip and pouting like a toddler.

I walked over, bending down in front of him. "Just humor me okay? Please?"

"Okay. Call my mom?" He finally conceded, though still frowning at not getting his way.

I smiled up at him, sighing with relief and cupping his jaw with my hand. "Okay baby." I stood up, kissing his forehead tenderly before walking over to his jeans and pulling his cell out. "Are you good to get dressed or can I help you?"

"Can you help me?" He asked, sounding hesitant as he looked up at me wide eyed.

"Of course." I said, smiling warmly as I helped him slide on his jeans and throw his sweatshirt over his head. I kissed his cheek lightly as I tugged on the strings of his hoodie. "Love you."

"Love you, too." He replied quietly, staring down at his lap and sniffling.

"I'm gonna go call your mom. Can you lay down and try to rest for a bit?"

He nodded, hunching his back over as if it were taking too much energy to sit upright. "Okay."

I helped him lay back down and scoot up on the bed so he was resting against the pillows before walking into the living room and dialing his mother's number.

"Hello?" She greeted, her voice sounding hoarse.

"Mrs. Cullen? This is Isabella, Edward's friend?" I asked hoping she remembered me.

"Yes, of course dear. How's Edward?" She asked sounding groggy, as if I'd woken her from a nap.

"He was doing alright for a bit. Then we -- I mean, he, slept and just woke up sick all over again. He's been dry heaving for a bit now." I bit my lip, trying to pull myself together. "I'm worried about him."

"Alright, dear. Don't panic. What was the last thing you gave him?"

"He had more Gatorade, and some toast... but that was hours ago. Is it normal for him to get sick hours later like this?"

"No. Not if he was able to get it down. Did he actually vomit, or just dry heaves?"

"Dry heave, I think."

"Okay, Honey. It'll be okay. You're going to have to get him to the hospital. Is he lucid?" She asked, an edge of panic in her voice.

I nodded, "Mhm. He was mostly coherent... just seemed a little tired. Should we meet you there?"

"Uh huh. Just take his temperature, and make sure he hasn't thrown up. Can you do that for me?"

"Okay, I'll do that then we'll head over to Seattle General. Is that okay?"

"Okay. Thank you, again, Isabella." She replied before hanging up quickly.

I flipped his phone shut and walked back into the room where he was laying on the bed breathing heavily, his eyes half opened. "Hi." I smiled a little, moving to sit beside him on the bed and reaching for the thermometer on the nightstand. "Your mom wants me to to take your temperature and then we have to go to to the hospital; she'll meet us there." I cleaned off the thermometer and aimed it for his mouth. His lips wrapped around it and we waited for the beeping together. I glanced down at the bucket, thankful to not see any vomit. It was just dry heaving then. That had to be a step in the right direction, right? The thermometer beeped and I pulled it out glancing at it; 102, no good. "Looks like you have a fever still." I replied more to myself than to him as I helped him up. We made our way to my car slowly, but I put pedal to the metal as I sped through the late night streets. I double parked in front of the main entrance and helped him out. We were met by two nurses, both who seemed to know Edward and who quickly wheeled him off without even glancing at me or giving me a moment to argue.

Right now there wasn't time to be with him; he had to get well and figure out what the hell was going on with his system. I parked my car and walked back towards the hospital doors. I sighed with relief as I spotted a familiar nurse at the check-in station. "Evening Annie." I replied, resting my elbows on the counter. She looked up smiling brightly and patting her silver waves of hair down. "Oh, hi Bella dear. Did you sprain your ankle again?" She asked, looking concerned. I laughed a little shaking my head. "Wrist? Lower back?" She continued to guess until finally I interrupted. "Believe it or not, I'm not here for myself." She paused, looking to the side as if searching the far corners of her mind as to why I'd be here. "You know James is off tonight don't you?"

What? Excuse me? Off? No, I wasn't aware since he told me he'd be working tonight. I took a discrete breath trying to keep my focus on what was important; and James lying to me was the furthest thing from it. "Actually I'm here to see a friend, he was just wheeled in - Edward Cullen." Her face turned up from one of confusion to a warm smile. "Oh they wheeled him off, he's probably in a room with his mother and the attending as we speak." I nodded understandingly. "Alright, I'll just have a seat then and wait."

"Sure dear- and for my two cents? Edward Cullen is a far better 'friend' than James." She replied with a wink and a sly smile.

Can we say uncomfortable much? I felt like she was looking right through me and saw that my heart had Edward's name tattooed all over it with not a speck of room for anyone else's, let alone James. I sank as much as I could into the mint green vinyl waiting room chair opening up a People magazine from 2008. I covered my face, trying to hide both my reddened cheeks and quiet the racing my mind was doing with worry for Edward.

EPOV

"Mom, where's Bella?"

"Push the fluids and let's get him started on 500 mg of Tylenol." My mother was ignoring me. She wasn't listening, and I really needed her to. I reached out feebly and grabbed her wrist.

"Mom, where's Bella?" I asked again, my eye lids beginning to flutter.

I watched her look down at me, and sigh. There was worry etched in her eyes, and I felt bad. But I needed Bella. I was so scared without her. My mother leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead and whispered, "I'll find her, baby. Don't worry, okay? We'll call Tanya, and--"

"NO!" I wailed, trying to sit up a little. "Mom, don't okay? Please, promise me you won't!"

"Okay... shh, sh... sweetheart, relax."

I was still shaking, "You promise?"

She nodded, still rubbing my head. "Yes, sweetheart. Helen, push 4mg of Valium."

I started shaking my head, and trying to find my mother, "Mom don't. Please. I'm okay. Just... get Bella. Mom, are you listening? I need Bella... Bella... Mom."

My lips were still moving but nothing seemed to be coming out. They weren't listening. They didn't care. Bella did.

I woke up a while later, with dry lips and a huge head ache. I groaned, and felt someone gasp beside me. "Bella..." I moaned, moving my hand to try and find her.

"No, Edward, it's me." Alice's voice was small and scared, but I couldn't help but wish she was Bella. "Gotta watch that though. I could've been Tanya."

I groaned again, and felt my side twitch. Fuck, that hurt. "Where is she?"

Alice laughed and brushed my hair off of my forehead. "I'm assuming you mean Bella? Because Esme was emphatic about not calling Tanya."

"Alice, please?"

She sighed, "She's home. I sent her after I got here. Poor thing had hardly any sleep last night. I'm supposed to call her when you wake up."

I shook my head, trying to sit up, "Don't. Let her rest. She... she has work, anyway."

Alice leaned in and dropped her voice, "You sure? I know you probably want to see her."

"I do, but she needs sleep." I sighed. I wanted my Bella, and I wanted her now. But I also didn't want her in the bed beside me. Alice adjusted my pillows, running her fingers through my hair again, trying to get it to stay up. She couldn't do it like Bella always did. I wanted Bella.

"Alice, can I have your phone?" She pulled it out and handed it to me, eyeing me curiously. I dialed quickly and waited. She picked up after three rings.

"Hello?" Bella's voice was so heavy with sleep that it literally ripped me up to wake her.

"Hey, Baby." I responded, settling into my pillows, but wishing I was in Bella's bed.

"Mm, Edward." She said my name, and I could almost hear the smile in her voice. "How're you feeling?"

"Like I miss you," I lamented. Fuck, I shouldn't have said that.

"I miss you too, so much."

I sighed into the phone. I needed her; it was that simple. "Baby, I'm sorry. For making you worry. For scaring you."

"Edward it's not your fault. You can't help that you got sick." She yawned and I snuggled into the phone. "What did the doctor say? Do they know what's going on?"

I looked over at Alice, who was watching me intently. "I dunno. I just woke up. No one's been in yet. It's just Alice and I over here."

"Tell her I say hi." Bella yawned again, and I mouthed a 'hi' over to Alice. "And tell her to find out what's going on so you can come home to me soon. This bed is empty with you," her voice dropped to a low whisper; "I'm empty without you."

"Bella," I moaned as Alice discreetly turned away. "I need you. I miss you so fucking much." I still felt like shit, but that didn't mean that I wasn't completely in love with her.

"Mm.. me too Edward. Can I visit you today?"

"Please?" I asked. Alice chuckled at my eagerness, so I stuck my tongue out at her.

"If you promise me we can nap when I get there, I'll leave now." She laughed, but she sounded so tired. I couldn't believe she was actually conscious.

I sighed, "Bella, sleep. I'm not going anywhere. Come when you can. Who knows when I'm getting out of here."

"No, I don't sleep well without you. I need you. Can I come soon?"

I nodded, even though she couldn't see. I couldn't ever say no to her. "Yes, love. As soon as you can."

I could hear her fumbling around to get out of bed, and I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. "Mmk. Shoes are... kind of on. I'm heading out the door in like 2 minutes, once I find my keys." After a short scuffle, I heard her voice again. "Okay. I'm on my way."

She hung up without another word, and I handed Alice her phone back. "Someone should at least call Tanya," She said, dangling the phone in front of her.

I shrugged, "Text her."

"Guh, Edward, Just call."

I grabbed the phone and dialed her number. "Yes?" Tanya answered.

"Hi, it's me."

"Oh, Edward. What?"

I rolled my eyes, "I just wanted to let you know I'm a little sicker than anticipated. I'm with my mom, but I'm fine."

"Okay. Fine. Call me if that changes." And then she hung up. What the hell was wrong with me? Why hadn't I called it all off right then? Cause I'm a fucking idiot, that's why.

Alice took her phone back and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "You have Bella. That's better. You deserve to have someone as perfect for you as Bella."

I was breathing heavily, "You think so?"

She nodded, "I know so."

"Ah, Sweetheart, you're awake." My mother said, coming into the room and grabbing my chart off the end of the bed. "How're you feeling?"

I sat for a minute. "Okay, I guess."

"Good," She nodded, "Now your fever's down and we've got you rehydrated. You should be okay from here on out. But, I will have to give you a prescription for the ulcer you seem to have developed."

"Ulcer?" I asked, furrowing my brow.

"Mhm. But it should heal in time." My mother came over and ran her hand over my cheek. "You had us worried, baby."

"I'm okay, Mom. Really."

She nodded and gestured for Alice to follow her out. "You know, it's a good thing that friend of yours is a quick thinker. Things could've been much worse."

Alice gave me a look, and I just nodded, closing my eyes again. I knew I was lucky to have Bella. I definitely didn't need my mother to remind me. I shut my eyes, and a few minutes later I felt a cool hand on my forehead. I grabbed it and kissed her finger tips, opening my eyes slowly.

"Thanks, Baby."

She looked so sleepy, but she smiled down at me anyway. "Is it too soon to kiss you?"

I pulled away a little, "Baby, I don't want you to get sick. And you probably already are, you just don't know it yet--" She leaned in and kissed me, effectively cutting me off. She pulled away, smirking at me. "Not fair." I whispered.

"You never said I had to be. Lemme in." I slid over and Bella crawled in beside me, wrapping my arms around her tiny body. Her head fell to my shoulder and I kissed her hair.

"You should've just left me." I said, running my fingers up and down her arm.

She wrapped me tightly in her arms. "Never Edward. For better or worse, in sickness and health." She planted her lips on my neck to emphasize the point.

I burrowed my face into her hair and took a deep breath. Those were things I was supposed to promise to Tanya, and yet when I thought of my vows now I couldn't imagine making them to anyone but Bella. It wasn't right any other way. I wanted to propose to her right then; slip a ring on her finger then make her mine. But I should probably get rid of the other chick first, huh? "Bella, Let's elope." I murmured.

She nodded, "Okay."

"We can go on friday... after my shoot. Just fuck everybody and do it."

"Mmk. At city hall?" She yawned, her hot breath fanning over my neck. "Should I make an appointment to get the marriage license this week during a lunch break?"

"Yeah, just tell me when. My mom can do the blood tests, if you want." I kiss the top of her head again, putting the blanket over her.

"I'm here now. I'm ready." She slipped her legs in between mine, pulling herself closer.

"Me too," I whispered. I knew right then that I wouldn't ever be more ready to be anyone's husband. Bella and I belonged together, and that as all there was to it. "Take a nap first, love. I can't have my bride falling asleep during her vows."

She pushed her face further into the crook of my neck, and curled into me. "Okay husband."

I let out a ragged breath, and kissed her forehead. "My wife..."

I loved her, and she was mine. Completely and utterly mine. Nothing could change that. I felt it deep inside my core. Bella was meant to be my wife. Anything else just wouldn't do. I needed Bella more than life itself.

Bella was my life.

BPOVI woke up to the sound of Edward's heart monitor beeping steadily. My eyes flickered open and I looked up at him. His eyes were shut and he looked so calm. This was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, the only man I ever would.

"Why are you staring at me?" He murmured sleepily, not opening his eyes. I laughed quietly against him and rubbed my cheek against his chest, trying to diminish the blush that has sprung to life at being caught ogling. "Because you're damn sexy, even when you're attached to wires and beeping like a smoke alarm."

He chuckled softly, running a hand through my hair. "God, Baby, how do you resist me?"

"it is difficult." I lamented sarcastically as I ran a hand down his chest and under his hospital gown, fisting his cock tightly. He let out a breath of air against the top of my head and groaned.

"Evidently." He squeaked out, sucking in a breath.

I smirked against his chest, placing a lingering kiss against his pecks. My hand began moving against him as my body slid down. "Wh-what are you doing?" He asked a bit flustered, his breath shortening. I looked up at him through my lashes as my face hovered over his erection. I slid my tongue flatly along his tip, moaning quietly. He let out a heavy exhale and I felt his hand grip my hair tightly. "I want to make you feel better baby. And I've missed your dick. Please let me make you feel good?" I begged, innocently not breaking my gaze from his. I watched as his chest rose and sank quickly as the monitor began beeping more quickly. He gulped down a breath and nodded slowly. I smiled, and lowered my mouth around him. "Shit Bella..." He panted as my tongue swirled down and around his length as my mouth pulled as much of him in as I could take. His hand began push my face further down, setting the pace while my hand pumped the bit of his shaft that I couldn't fit into my mouth quite yet. He groaned loudly as I pushed through the mild discomfort after a few more minutes, taking all of his cock down my throat. "God Bella, your mouth is fucking incredible." I purred acknowledgment of his statement and he fisted my hair even tighter letting out a strangled breath. His hips began thrust up meeting my mouth and my hand moved to his balls massaging them roughly. I grazed my teeth along his length lightly and pulsed his sac in my hand. "FUCK FUCK BELLA! SHIT I'M GONNA--" He moaned loudly, gasping as his hips thrust up and held still as I felt his hot cum shoot down my throat. I moaned against the feel of him and he chanted my name under his breath repeatedly massaging my scalp with his hand as he slowly began moving his cock in and out of my mouth as I licked every last drop from him.

"Ed--" I heard the nurse begin behind me.

Oh fuck.

"I--um--I..." She stammered, and I did everything I possibly could not to move. "I-- your monitor was beating off-- I mean going off... I wanted to check to see if you needed anything -- I mean not ANYTHING.. just... I'm gonna go. Buzz if you need." She sputtered out nervously. Once I had heard the door click shut I looked up at him and we burst out into laughter. I slid my body up his, still chuckling as my mouth pressed against his lips. I felt his tongue dark out and lick my bottom lip and I opened my mouth pulling his tongue inside. We continued to kiss and explore each others upper bodies with our hands for a while longer before he broke away, gasping for air.

"Glad to see you're feeling better." I smirked, propping my head up with one hand as I laid beside him. He did the same, wincing as one of the wires tugged at his chest hair. His other arm moved to my side, lazily running up and down from the side of my breast down to my hip and back.

He nodded a confirmation. "You have a very... therapeutic effect on me, love." He sighed, pulling me closer to him.

I laughed, kissing his lips quickly. "Did you find out what was wrong?"

"Evidently I have an ulcer on top of the flu. Weird, huh?"

My brows furrowed. "Did they say what caused the ulcer?"

His lips brushed against my forehead, relaxing me immediately. "No, I didn't ask. Do you think it matters?"

"No. I just know, that most ulcers are caused by stress." I replied, looking at him and biting my lip. "Maybe I caused you to have it? And maybe that's what made you so sick."

He looked at me like I was completely ridiculous and laughed against me. "Yeah, okay. Bella, if that were true I would literally quit life. So because I refuse to acknowledge you as a possible cause it can't be true." He replied, grinning broadly.

I smiled a little and kissed him again. I forgot how good he tasted and how much my lips needed his. "Do you think it's possible to find a job that requires us to never have to do anything but be like this?"

"Uh... porn?"

"No." I replied, rolling my eyes and laughing a little. "I doubt they'd let us just lay here and kiss without speeding through the filler."

His hand ran up and down my side warming my chilled body. "We could start our own company. OH! We could be product testers. You know: lipsticks and shit."

I laughed harder shaking my head and scooting closer to him so I could throw my leg over his hip. "I can't wait to marry you someday." I beamed, saying it more to myself than to him.

His hand ran down my thigh pulling it tighter against him. "Where should we do it? Here? Or would you want to go home? Or to the beach?"

"Wherever you want. I don't really care, as long as you're the one waiting for me at the end of the aisle." I answered honestly. We could get married in the middle of the Sahara during a sandstorm and as long as we could both get out 'I do' it wouldn't fucking matter.

"I'll be there, love. I promise." He whispered before kissing me lazily. "I won't ever make a vow to anyone but you." He murmured, pulling back.

My arms looped around his neck and I kissed him again. "Me either." I sighed against his lips. "So do you think you're well enough to bust outta this place?"

He took a deep breath and shrugged. "I hope so. Baby, I wanna go home." He said frowning like an 8 year old who got told he wasn't allowed to go to recess.

I kissed his pouty lips and nodded. "Alright. I'll go find a doc so we can get you released." I stated, sitting up and throwing my legs over the side of the small bed.

Over an hour later, Edward and I were walking out of the hospital holding hands. "Did you want to go back home or to your studio?" I asked as I turned on the car once we'd gotten situated.

He reached for my hand, pulsing it around mine."Home, if you'll have me."

I laced my fingers with his and let out a puff of laughter. "You say that like I might say otherwise." I turned to look at him as I pulled up to a red light. "I'll always want you. My home is wherever you are."

He smiled, laughing lightly. "You're allowed to tell me to fuck off, you know. You must get tired of having me all over you all the time."

"All over me, all the time?" I questioned as we pulled into my parking lot. "Hardly, in fact I clearly remember asking you to have you hands on me even more."

His hand untangled from mine and moved to glide over my stomach, resting comfortably over my bellybutton. "I'll just do this. Sporadically. So then you won't forget you're mine."

My stomach tensed at his touch and I froze a bit as flashes to the weekend at the lake house flooded my mind. I turned off the car and pried his hand off my abdomen. "Come on, let's get upstairs and nap some more." I replied, trying to brush off the sadness that had hit me like a bolt of lightening.

We walked into the apartment and collapsed on the bed. I reached into my pocket for my cell phone, feeling it vibrate and cursing whoever was on the other end. Edward's lips attached to my neck and I relaxed as I tried to pay attention to the person calling.

"Bella? It's Francois." He greeted seriously.

"Afternoon Francois. How can I help you?" I replied breathlessly as Edward's teeth sank into my shoulder.

"We need you out here. Macy's is continuing to stir up trouble and try to back out of the contract agreements." I groaned and nudged away from Edward, sitting up and moving my legs over the edge of the bed. I ran a hand through my hair as I looked down at the carpet. "Those dickwads!" I hissed. "They're just... ugh. Okay, I'll come out, when would be best?"

"As soon as possible. I've taken the liberty of booking you a flight tonight. We have a meeting with the gentleman you spoke with last week along with two of his associates tomorrow morning at 9am. You'll be arriving around 5:30 New York time and have just enough time to get to the hotel, and rest a bit before we pull out the big guns."

"Big guns?" I laughed a little. "And what would those be?"

I could hear his smile through the phone. "What do you think? You m'dear; you're the big gun who is going to take aim at these jackasses." I laughed and shook my head. "I'll do my best. Just make sure Anthony from legal is there with us; we need to be able to fire out legal jargon so that they piss their pants with fear of the retaliation if they continue with this shit." He laughed and agreed to get Anthony on board for the meeting.

"E-mail me the flight details would you?"

"Already sent. Dennis will meet you at the airport again when your flight lands." He confirmed. We wrapped up the conversation and I shut my phone off turning towards Edward. "Sorry about that."

"I don't know why you apologize all the time." He said, turning his head and smiling over at me.

I sighed, flopping back down beside him. "I'm going to apologize again too. I have to go back to New York."

He twirled his fingers in my hair, wrapping pieces of brown around his digits."When?"

"Tonight."

"Okay, Love." He replied, leaning over to kiss me sweetly. "Thanks for taking care of me." He sighed, rolling over onto his back and looking up at the ceiling. "Did you want me to take you to the airport?"

"Are you feeling up to it? I want you to rest and get better."

He laughed lightly, shaking his head. "Not really, but if you need me to I will."

I shook my head. "Then it's okay. I'll call a cab." My lips pressed against his and I felt his arms wrap around my waist pulling me over him. "Do you have to go right this minute?" He murmured against my lips. I shook my head, smiling and he returned the look, moving his lips against mine again.

A few hours later I stepped out of the shower, walking into the bedroom where Edward was grinning smugly, still naked under the bedsheets. "What?" I asked as I walked over to my dresser, sliding on a pair of underwear before dropping the towel and searching for a bra.

"Nothing. I'm just glad that me being semi-weak hasn't stopped me from being able to get you to cum." I turned to look at him, rolling my eyes and shaking my head. "You're mighty sure of yourself."

"Not sure, positive." He replied pointedly. "Facts speak for themselves. How many times was that?"

"Four." I muttered under my breath.

"What was that?" He asked leaning his ear towards me. I slid a black t-shirt over my head and reached for my jeans. "Four orgasms Edward."

He gave me a shit-eating grin and nodded. "Okay, just making sure my math was right."

I walked over to him, straddling his lap and kissing him softly. "What can I say? You're a sex god."

He shook his head. "No baby, I'm not. But I do like knowing I can please you."

My lips crashed against his without another word and my clothes were quickly tossed to the floor as orgasm five and six shook my body violently soon after.

I was cutting it close as the cab company called letting me know that my ride was downstairs. "So feel free to stay here as long as you want." I said, hobbling towards the living room suitcase behind me as I slid on my other shoe. He nodded, following me to the door wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

I took a deep breath as I opened the door. "I love you." I replied, turning to face him. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "Love you too. Call me when you land, okay?" I pressed my lips against his and nodded. "Alright."

The drive to the airport was quiet until I realized I was supposed to be meeting James for dinner. Shit. I whipped out my cell phone dialing his number.

"Hey baby." He replied cheerfully into the receiver.

"Hey, how's your night going?"

"Alright, can't wait to see you. I hate that our schedules have been so off lately."

I groaned internally. "James, I can't come by tonight."

His voice dropped, sounding disappointed. "What, why? We had plans."

"Yea, but there's an emergency with Chanel and I have to fly back to New York. I'm on the way to the airport now."

"And you couldn't have told me this SOONER?!" He spat angrily. I sighed and closed my eyes. "I just found out myself. They bought me the ticket this afternoon."

"I don't fucking care Bella. Your job is taking precedence over our relationship. This is bullshit!" He scolded. "James, I'll be back in a few days. You won't even notice I'm gone. For fuck's sake I haven't seen you in almost a week!" I argued. It wasn't fair that we saw each other once a week and yet he was angry that I was going away on business for a few days. "Yea, but I know you're HERE if I want to see you!"

"Excuse me? If you WANT to see me?!" I yelled back into the phone. "What, you mean when you aren't 'working'? Like last night? What, or rather who were you working James? Because it sure as hell wasn't your job at the hospital."

"I was fucking there!"

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" I yelled. "I was THERE and you weren't!"

"What?" His voice dropped and worry wafted through the line. "Why were you there? Are you okay?"

I waved off the statement, surprised how easily the lie slipped between my lips. "My friend got really sick. I was there for him."

"HIM? Bella since when do you have guy friends?" He asked, his voice raising again.

Ugh. "Since always."

"No, not true. You have a small handful of friends and they're all women."

"I'm not having this conversation with you James, it's stupid."

"Bella are you cheating on me?" His voice was accusatory and thick with malice.

"Well isn't that the fucking pot calling the kettle black?" I retorted. "James, I'm not fucking dealing with this right now. I have to catch a flight and I don't have time to argue with you over the gender of my friends."

"Maybe you just don't have time for US anymore." He growled.

"You know what? Maybe you're right. In fact, I know you are - I fucking don't." I replied shutting my phone off before he could say anything else. I leaned my head against the window watching the cars zoom by as we neared SeaTac.

Wait did I just break up with James?

This was all bullshit. I couldn't believe he had accused me of... doing what I was doing. Ugh, what a mess.

EPOV

Okay.

Now what?

I looked around Bella's apartment and without her, it seemed like a waste. I didn't want to be here without her. It just didn't feel right. I sighed and began to pick up the shit I had scattered all over the place from being sick. It was gross that I'd let her wallow in my germs and I groaned internally when I thought of her getting as sick as I had been. I washed all of my dishes and soaked them, then threw away all of the half empty bottles of gatorade. Once that was done, and I'd changed the sheets again, I crawled into her bed, feeling that familiar ache in my chest whenever we were apart. I needed her here, but instead I was alone.

I wanted her, and that was it.

I tossed and turned for a little while until I finally feel asleep. I should've asked my mother for the sleeping pills because I still felt like shit. I could here it in my voice when I heard from Bella the next morning.

"Hey, Baby, you okay?" I asked, wiping sleep from my eyes. "How was the flight?"

"Long. I'm sorry for waking you... it's like not even 3am there." She laughed quietly into the phone. "Are you still at home?"

I groaned softly, stretching a little. "Yeah, I'm not up to the drive to the studio yet. I hope that's okay?" What if she said no? I'd have to call Ben, and... my thoughts were cut off by Bella's voice.

"Of course it's okay. That's our home; you never need to ask if it's okay."

I missed her too fucking much. "Baby, I love you. Is it bad that I miss you terribly already?"

"No, because I miss you too." She paused. "I think James and I broke up on the way to the airport last night."

I perked up, "You did?" I was wondering how she was planning on doing that.

"We got into a big fight and I pretty much said I was over everything; him, us... all of it."

"How are you?" I mean, five years with this guy... she'd have to be at least a little sad, right?

"Aside from exhausted that I had to try and sleep without you and have to spend however many days away from you? Never better."

"You don't know when you're coming back?" I asked, completely awake now. Although, I just might have had to throw up again.

"Not yet. I should have a clearer idea after the meeting this morning. I'm hoping everything will go our way today and I can be on the 8pm flight from JFK and be home by midnight. This whole you and I being apart thing? Yeah it doesn't work for me."

I sighed, nodding even though I knew she couldn't see. "Baby, I need you with me. Come home as soon as you can. I can't be without you."

"I'll do my best." She promised, and I heard the hotel room door opening. "How're you feeling?"

"Sore. I'm still pretty uncomfortable, and I can't sleep. But other than that and the bruise on my heart, I'm okay."

"Bruise on your heart?" Her voice dropped with worry. "What's wrong?"

Wasn't it obvious? "Bella, I miss you. My heart hurts when you aren't with me."

"Move in with me."

I laughed, "Baby I pretty much live here anyway. I have keys. Makes sense. Do you really want me to?"

She laughed, and I wanted to squeeze her. "Yea; I just... I like knowing I'm coming home to you and knowing you're coming home to me. And I want your stuff amongst my stuff, not just you spending the night. I like seeing your toothbrush there and your shampoo in the shower. I want more of that."

I smiled, thinking of every night being like last friday. "Okay, Baby. You can have that."

"Do you want that? I mean, I don't want to push... technically you're not even really available for me to be asking that of you."

"Says who?" I rolled over and shut my eyes. "Bella, I'm yours. All of me. I want to be around you and be with you whenever I can. Why wouldn't I want to come live with you?"

"I just want to make sure you don't think I'm pushing you. I've never... wanted to live with someone before." She gave a nervous laugh, "I just want to make sure this is okay to ask."

"Sweetheart, you can ask me anything. Sound good?"

She yawned as a way to acknowledge my statement. "So can you fly out here in half an hour and nap with me for an hour before I have to go in for this meeting?"

I thought for a moment, cringing slightly at how tired she sounded. "I can be there on saturday? And we can sleep until tuesday when i have to be back here."

"I hope I won't have to be here til then, but if I do that sounds perfect."

I smiled. "I hope I get to see you tonight, love. I might go insane without you."

"Me too. Especially now that I can be entirely yours without having the baggage of having to worry about James. This is it... it's really happening."

I laughed again, feeling the exhaustion seeping back into my body. "What was it before? A realistic simulation?"

"No... I don't know. Nevermind."

"Tell me." I pleaded. I always wanted to know what she was thinking.

"I just felt like there was always a chance that this wouldn't happen." She sighed, as my heart broke. "After last night, I know this isn't just some, as you put it 'realistic simulation'." She paused, "I left James. I'm with you and only you."

I let her words sink in and I felt my lips curl into a smile. "Bella, I love you."

"I love you too - obviously." She laughed

I closed my eyes, and rolled onto my back. "baby, you should get some sleep. You probably have to get going soon."

"Mmm.. probably. Plus it's ridiculously late there, and you need to rest." She yawned again, reminding me how comfortable her bed was. "I'll call you later and let you know when I'll be leaving okay?"

"Sounds good, baby. I love you."

She told me the same then we hung up. I sighed once I realized what I'd done. I'd promised something to Bella that I wasn't completely able to give. Of course I could move in here with her, and be with her and love her all the time. But there was one obstacle to all of this: Tanya.

I fell back asleep after a little while, but once I woke up and took a shower I knew what I'd have to do. I sat on the couch in my sweats and dialed her number. She picked up almost instantly.

"Edward? Where are you?"

I sighed, "Why, Tanya. What's wrong?"

She huffed and puffed a little, "You never came home. And let's talk about the fact that I haven't seen you in DAYS!"

"You could've called." I said, my voice a little harsh.

"Like you would've answered. You were probably fucking that little tramp all weekend, weren't you?"

"Okay, for the millionth time: No. And you know I was sick this weekend. I called you from the hospital, and last I checked you didn't want to hear about it!"

"YOU SAID YOU WERE WITH YOUR MOTHER!! She'd a fucking doctor, Edward. What would I have done?"

I let it sit in dead air for a moment while I got my thoughts together. "Tanya, I don't think this is working out."

"Excuse me?" She hissed.

"You and me. I'm not happy, and neither are you. We fight constantly, and I never see you. What's the point?"

"But I love you," She whispered.

"You don't though. You love your job and your power. If you loved me, you would've come straight to the hospital while I was there. And if I loved you...I would've wanted you there."

She said nothing. There was just silence on the other end of the line. I knew it was harsh, but it needed to be said. I just clicked off after that because I didn't know what else to say. I just hoped that that would get the job done.