Authors Note- I know updates aren't as great as they used to be. I am trying to get on track, honestly.

Disclaimer- S. Meyer owns all things Twilight.

BPOV

" Where are we going?" Edward asked, almost bouncing in his seat.

" I'm already letting you do this earlier, please just shush." I said.

" But, Bella..."

" You're very impatient, love."

He sighed. " I am."

After about twenty minutes of driving in a thick, heavily wooded area. The big, white brick building came into view. I knew that Edward was probably very confused at this point, I probably would have been too. I parked the Volvo and took the key out the ignition, stepping out of the car carefully, making sure that I wouldn't fall on the gravel.

Edward came around the car and I grabbed his hand, encouraging him to walk with me. When we walked up the stairs to the huge building, I led him through the open door. It was quiet, just like I wanted and there wasn't a soul in sight.

" This is Manhattan Music Hall. They teach music lessons. And they aren't open today, but I pulled a few strings. Come on."

I led him up the long, wide stairs. There were roughly forty stairs to go up. Edward groaned, following me up. Once we reached the top, in the middle of a huge foyer there was a baby grand piano. The floors and stairs were made out of white and grey marble, and it was a very high class place.

I released his hand, walking over to the piano and standing next to it, running my fingers over the smooth ivory.

" I wrote you a song." I said, sitting down on the bench.

He walked towards me, and I grabbed his hands. They wrapped around mine and he sat down on the bench, reluctantly letting me go. I turned towards the keys and he sat next to me, his hand gently resting on my leg.

" I haven't been taking lessons, obviously, but I've been coming here working on a song for you."

I took a deep breath and rested my hands on the keys, and suddenly my fingers were flying all along the piano, creating the music that I'd come to remember so well, and had conjured up in my head, now ringing out in the open for him to hear.

My head was swimming in the notes, my fingers moving over the keys that I barely even recognized how they were moving, they were in a familiar trance. I always felt so calm at the piano, at ease. I distantly felt Edward rest his chin on my shoulder, my fingers still playing the beautiful melody.

When it stopped, I rested my hands on my knees and turned my head, Edward was smiling at me, I took that as a good sign that he liked it.

" That was beautiful, Bella." he whispered, kissing my neck.

" Did you like it? Be honest."

" It was absolutely amazing, beloved. You did a great job, I loved it."

I turned to the side and rested my hands on either side of his face, kissing him with enthusiasm. He curled his arm around my waist, and I felt his free arm reach up to rest his hand on the back of my neck. I reached one hand up to run through his hair, and he moaned into my mouth before pulling away, chastely kissing me.

" I love you, thank you."

" I love you, too."

We stood up from the bench and Edward headed towards the stairs, I leapt onto his back, clinging like a little spider monkey and making him carry me down. He laughed at me, hanging on tightly. What a disaster it would be if he slipped with me on his back on marble steps. That would not be good, at all, and mostly likely end with broken spines.

When we got back outside, it was mildly raining and we both made a run for it, not wanting to get wet at all. I hopped into the passenger seat, tossing Edward the keys to which he started up the car.

Edward and I headed back to the apartment, and I got started on his cake, red velvet with cream cheese frosting. I walked around the kitchen, grabbing each of the ingredients for the cake. It was a recipe I had in my head, perfectly remembered for years since I was about ten years old.

After mixing up the batter I poured it into a rectangle shaped baking pan, and it came up about two inches, so it would be nice and tall. I popped it in the oven and got started on the frosting, that's when Edward got interested.

I put in the cream cheese, sugar and all of the other ingredients to make the sweet frosting, I mixed all of the ingredients. It really came together nice, I was satisfied. Once it was finished, I spooned up a little bit and walked towards Edward. His eyes were on the spoon and I stood infront of him.

" Want to try it?"

" Mm, please?"

I turned it towards his mouth and just as he opened his mouth, moving it towards his waiting mouth. Tricking him, I put the spoon in my mouth. Edward tickled my sides, not stopping until I screamed at him to and got away.

" That was mean."

I laughed and spooned up more, giving him the spoon to eat. He quickly ate it in two seconds, and tossed the spoon into the sink that was filled with hot soapy water.

" Don't be a baby."

He wrapped his arms around my waist, rocking us side to side. His lips pressed against my neck, working up to behind my ear and pulling away. I pulled away from him, sighing and putting the cream cheese frosting in the fridge.

" What did you want to do?" he asked, leaning against the counter with a smile.

" Whatever you want."

" Don't be all difficult with me."

" I'm no-"

" Let's go to the mall. Here." he tossed me a pullover sweatshirt, grabbing my hand before I could even get it over my head.

Edward looked through all of the boxes, looking for the right size until a grin came over his face and he grabbed it. I shot him an annoyed look, which earned me a bright smile.

He wanted to go shopping, so I dragged him into one of my favorite stores Charlotte Russe. This is where I buy most of my nice, girlier clothing. I tried on a few pairs of shoes, but Edward was a damn goner when he saw me put on a pair of lacey bowtie peep-toe pumps.

" Edward, where in the hell am I going to wear them to?" I asked, lacing my converse back up.

" No fucking clue, but these shoes are fucking sexy, and you are going to find a place to wear them to."

He grabbed the pile of clothes, clothes I was going to buy myself.

" Hey!"

" It's your Birthday, so please let me spoil you." he said, pointing to an all over lace black top.

" Find that in your size, and meet me at the check out." he instructed.

The top was cute, and apparently Edward liked it. He probably thought I would wear nothing under it, in his dreams. I grabbed my size and walked over to him, putting it on the top of the pile, and biting my lip when he slid his debit card.

The cashier smiled. " Boyfriend treats you well I see?" she asked, bagging everything.

Blush spread over my cheeks, " Yeah."

Edward wrapped his arm around my waist, grabbing the bag and receipt from the cashier and walking out of the store. I leaned into him, leaning up to kiss the side of his neck and whispering my thanks.

" Want to thank me? Let's go into Victoria's Secret, beautiful."

I laughed heartily, " You're really funny."

He smiled, swinging our hands. " Remember that time at the mall back in Junior year, when you said that high school relationships were silly, they never lasted?"

I thought for a moment, " Oh, yeah. Right. What about it?"

" You were so fucking right. I mean, Tanya is still like completely high school. I know I told you that but...It's so fucking true. I wish I would have been smart enough to believe it."

" Well, that is over now. And we have each other."

" We'll never lose each other." he stated.

" You bet." I said.

Edward stopped infront of a store, two stairs leading up.

Gilly Hicks. Also known as the never ending store of darkness and confusion. But they did have the best bra's, I could give it that. Edward grabbed my hand, and he pulled me into the place next to it, Victoria's Secret.

" So, what is Victoria's Secret?"

" The fact that they don't wash anything that gets returned."

" Funny, Bella." Edward stated, his eyes locking on a dark blue lacey bra.

" I am serious."

" Well, we can wash it ourselves when we get back to the apartment. Damn, this is sexy." Edward stated, tossing the lace bra at me.

The size was a 32D. I rolled my eyes, " Just my size."

He stared at me. " Seriously?"

I looked down at my chest, then back at him. " I don't know, you tell me."

" No...You're what? Full B? I've seen a few 32C's too."

" What?"

" I do laundry, therefore I have seen your bra's. I think we should spice you up though. I am a sucker for leopard print." he said, grabbing a bold leopard bra with black lace trim with matching hip-huggers.

I think he was having a bit too much fun.

" Sexy." I laughed.

" How about this is my gift for my Birthday."

" A little weird, what size bra do you want?" I said.

" I'm not talking me, I am talking you my beautiful, sexy girlfriend."

" I've given up sex for the rest of my life."

" Ooooh, no you have not."

" Only ends up in disaster."

Edward set the bra and hip huggers down, wrapping his arms around my waist, I could feel the Charlotte Russe bag against the back of my knees. He kissed my forehead.

" Bella, it doesn't ever have to happen again. We know what the hell we are doing now, before that we never thought of what could happen without being twice as careful."

" You are just trying to get some."

" No, Bella. I'm just telling you this because you need to know. Just because we started having sex again and we went through the bad aftermath, doesn't mean that it will happen if we start again. If anything, we are more damn smart this time around."

" I know. Look, Edward...I-I like that part of our relationship. A lot. But, right now...I know we did once, but I don't feel like it's right for now."

" Mmm, okay. I understand."

" I mean, we can...I'm not saying we can't do anything. It's just...sex...I'm not ready."

Edward held me to him. " Let's go."

I smiled, " No, not yet."

I grabbed the leopard print bra and matching hip huggers in my size, walking up to the counter and tossing them down onto it. She scanned it and I saw her look at me, a weird glint in her eyes. She bagged it and I walked back over to Edward, who was smirking at me.

" Now come on leopard boy. I want to buy you something."

Before we even had to leave for our dinner reservations, I had forced Edward to let me buy him something. I wasn't the richest person in the world, but he bought me a bag of clothes, I wanted to return the favor. I got him a new pair of Nike's that he wanted, a few t-shirts and two new pairs of jeans that he needed.

Our parents called while we were out, I heard a Happy Birthday from Esme, Carlisle and my dad, and nothing from my mother. They said gifts were in the mail for us, and to expect them soon.

We got back home quickly and Edward wanted me to change into something more...fancy.

I put on a patterned dress, and ironically it was almost leopard print, but it was a soft print, nothing too loud. I put on a matching cardigan over it to keep my shoulders warm. The dress was strapless and mid-thigh length.

I slipped on the new lacey pumps shoes and fixed my hair up all nice, also re-applied some makeup and brushed my teeth once more. Edward put on a nicer shirt and fixed his hair, also brushing his teeth. He didn't mumble a word of where we were going, and I was eager to know where.

At exactly five fifteen he whisked me out of the house. When I got outside, I noticed that he had the motorcycle parked on the curb. I looked at him.

" I'm wearing a dress."

" Do it for me, come on." he said, brushing my hair back.

I smiled, " Okay."

Edward hopped on the motorcycle and put his helmet on, strapping it on. I got on behind him, putting my feet carefully on the pegs and strapping on my helmet. My dress was okay on it, no stretching or anything.

He started up the engine and revved it before taking off. I wrapped my arms around his waist, hanging onto him tightly. We rode and rode, we got onto the highway and got out at the exit to Staten Island. I wondered what the hell was here.

Finally we rode through the city and Edward parked in a parking lot to a very nice looking resturaunt called; Zeffirino. I took the helmet off and shook my hair out, handing the helmet to Edward and getting off of the bike, adjusting my dress.

He grasped my hand in his and we headed into the place.

It was absolutely stunning in here, and it was obviously a very Italian based resturaunt. There were high ceilings, tables with almost silk looking clothes with roses and candles. Dark wooded floors, tables and chairs. It had on low Italian music and I turned back and looked at Edward.

" Hello, reservation for Cullen at six."

The women entered something into her computer and grabbed two menus from a shelf. She led us to a secluded table next to a small window, seating us and handing the menu before telling us our waitress would be here in a moment.

" Christ! Thirty two dollars for Risotto?" I said, glaring at him.

" It's your Birthday, beloved. The one day out of the year that I have to spoil you, let me."

" Yeah, it's yours also, you shouldn't have to pay this."

We weren't rich, I very well knew that, and this was expensive.

" You're ruining the evening, now please stop talking about money." he said shortly.

I sighed, " I'm going to the bathroom."

" Bella, damn it... I didn't mean it like that. I just don't want you to worry about it, okay."

Standing up I brushed past him towards the washroom. When I found it I saw nobody in there. I sighed, staring at myself in the mirror.

This is supposed to be a good day.

I rubbed my hands over my face and went into the stall, using the washroom quickly and washing my hands afterwards. The hand soap was a lavender scented and was really strong. I washed my hands thoroughly and dried my hands under the hand dryer. When they were nice and dry I stepped out of the washroom and back to the table.

Edward put his menu down, looking over the table at me.

" Let's just drop it, I don't want to talk about it."

" Be-"

" Hello! I'm Cara and I will be your waitress for this evening. What drinks can I start you off with?"

" I'd like a Raspberry Iced Tea."

" Just water, please." Edward requested.

She jotted it down and said she'd be back with our drinks. I looked at the Menu, and basically everything was in Italian, besides the descriptions of the food, which I was glad for. I tried to pronounce it outloud, and Edward laughed at me, correcting.

" Well Mr. I-Took-Italian-For-Four-Years; yay for you. You can pronounce this."

" I'll order for you, baby."

I decided on the Taglierini alla Sorrentina, which was a homemade pasta sauteed with tomato, basil and topped with diced buffalo mozzarella ontop. It sounded really good, so I figured I would give it a go.

When the happy blonde returned, she put our drinks down and asked what we wanted for our meal. I stared at my menu, and Edward smiled at me, looking at her.

" We'd like the Carnaroli Risotto and the Taglierini alla Sorrentina." Edward said.

" Would that be all?"

I handed her the menu's, " Yes, thank you."

She smiled and walked off with her little pad of paper. I laughed quietly.

" Carnaroli Risotto?" I asked, it sounded weird rolling off my tongue.

" Risotto with crabmeat, shrimp, garlic and parsley with a tomato and white wine sauce of some sort."

I nodded and took a sip of my tea.

" So, excited for Christmas in London?"

" Very much. I am so glad we were able to get a week off to be with the family. I really miss them."

" What about your mom?" Edward asked.

I shrugged. " I don't know what to do, Edward. I mean it hurts...going through this. I've tried to call her, but she is either working or just not answering. My dad says that she just isn't able to handle it right now. Which, you know, pisses me off. I was the one who...lost my child, went through the aftermath while she ran back to Chicago. Yes, I completely understand why my father left, but he called me every single day, and Carlisle checked in when he wasn't working...I just don't get it."

Edward rested his hand over the table, motioning for me to hold his hand. I reached my hand over to lay over his.

" You look beautiful on the bright side."

" Thank you."

" Well, we will all see each other on Christmas. And unless she decides not to show up like a coward, then we don't have an issue."

I nodded and Edward squeezed my hand.

" So, what are you getting me for Christmas?" Edward asked.

I smiled, " A big bag of coal."

" Mm, how about a brand new year, a great year."

I wanted that also. This year had been full of roller coasters, ones that I never wanted to take a ride on again. Ever again. He picked up our entwined hands and kissed my palm. I smiled at him, leaning back in my seat and letting our hands rest back on the table.

We talked quietly between us until our food arrived. It smelt absolutely amazing, and I couldn't wait to get my fork into it. When we left I immediately picked up my fork, and Edward laughed.

" Hungry?"

" Like you wouldn't imagine."

The moment I tasted the pasta, I could tell it was fresh and homemade, it had that taste of freshness. The entire dish was delicious, and I enjoyed the buffalo mozzarella that was ontop of it, it gave it a great taste.

Edward seemed to be equally enjoying his food, and it also looked really good.

" Taste?" he asked.

I leaned forward and he put a forkful into my mouth. I covered my mouth with my hand, making sure nothing fell out. He reached over the table, twirling some of my pasta on his fork and putting it into his mouth. In the process, his elbow knocked the candle and it tipped onto my plate. I picked it up, laughing quietly at him as he glared.

We finished up our dinner and the waitress came back to collect our food. Edward and I had some hot tea before leaving. He paid the bill and I thanked him for it, he of course said that I could thank him properly later.

Edward and I headed home and we set up each other's cakes. He'd made me a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting with blue icing around it decorated, how he did it, I have no idea. I put candles in his cake, adding one for good luck and then set it on the table.

We lit our cakes and sat down next to close.

" So, how are we doing this?"

" You sing to me, I sing to you."

" That's not awkward at all." I shot at him.

" This is our first Birthday alone!" Edward argued

" Well, whatever. We can do it. Let's just do it together and switch names."

" Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear-"

" Edward." I said, just as he said; " Bella."

"- Happy Birthday to you." we finished

" Make it a good one!"

I closed my eyes, made a wish and leaned forward to blow out all of my candles. Once we finished blowing out the candles we cut cake, having small pieces of each. When we got upstairs, I was glad to take off the dress and heels.

" Did you have a good day?" he asked as I slipped my dress off, grabbing for my pajama pants.

" Yeah, I really did. You?"

" Of course, I was with you wasn't I?"

I noticed the small scar on my lower abdomen, mostly covered by my underwear. I rubbed the spot and slipped on my pants. Edward, sitting at the edge of my bed, grabbed for me around the waist, his head level with my stomach.

" Edward..."

" You're beautiful, and this." Edward stated, pulling the front of my pants down slightly to expose the scar, " Is nothing to be ashamed or sad of, okay? Of course, nobody looks at that knowing the story behind it smiling and laughing, but don't be ashamed." he said quietly, bending down to kiss the scar.

" I know, just makes me wonder, you know. In December I would have been having him...We would have really been parents. I just really wonder what it would be like if he could have hung on through all of it."

He wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on my stomach.

" I do, too. All the time, but look at me." Edward said, staring up at me.

" What?"

" Next time, Bella. We'll be prepared, and it will be great." he assured me.

I ran my fingers through his hair and he laid back on the bed, bringing me with him. I let out a laugh/scream of surprise, catching myself on the bed so my torso wouldn't crush his face. Edward kissed between my rib cage.

" Everything will fall into place perfectly, and I'll keep that promise."

I leaned down and softly pressed my lips to his, hoping to god that he was going to end up being right.

Authors Note-

This is the song that Bella played for Edward.

http:/www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=w1xEQSPNPZc&feature=related

I will also put it in my profile. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, more filler. But Christmas in London is coming, and a confrontation with Renee will be here!

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