A/N: Hi! As I promised, here are the first two outtakes of conversations Edward had with Emmett and Jasper. I've been trying to post this for hours now but FFN was down. I'm glad it's up again. So, at first, I had planned to write this and post it once the whole story is over, so I wouldn't give anything away. But most of you who reviewed have already known for a while now that Edward has deeper feelings for Bella, although he's never said anything to her. So I don't think I'm spoiling anything if I give you a few outtakes now as a Christmas gift.

The two conversations here both take place after Bella and Edward part ways after their first night together.

You need to know that the outtakes are unbeta'd, so all mistakes are mine, and my betas are not to blame. But I was sure you'd rather get them now in addition to this week's usual chapter instead of waiting and getting them instead of the usual chapter. Because that's what would happen if I'd have them edited before posting. I hope you'll enjoy reading Edward's thoughts anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight but Santa brought me the BluRay box I wanted ;).

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Outtakes – Conversations I (EPOV)

"Hey, Ed! Are you tired of the rain already? Or do you miss me so much that you can't go without talking to me for longer than three days?" Emmett greeted me when he picked up the phone, a boisterous laugh following his words.

I had just returned from my night with Bella after Alice and Jasper's party. I'd called him because I felt the need to talk to my best friend and brother, to tell him about the night before. But now that I had him on the other end of the line, I wasn't so sure if I should go through with my plan. I ran my hand through my hair, deliberating if I should really tell him or not. "Hi, Em. How are you?" I decided on procrastinating. I was still too confused to put my feelings into words.

"I'm fine, I always am. You know that. Come on, little bro, I can hear it in your voice. There's something on your mind. Just spit it out. What's wrong?" His deep, calming voice sounded concerned. He was suspicious because I had just called him two days ago, and it was unlike me to call again so soon without a reason.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and blurted out, "I met someone." Holding my breath, I waited for my brother to react.

Emmett just chuckled. "You moved to a new city. I'm sure you're meeting lots of new people every day."

I rolled my eyes, frustrated with his lack of seriousness. "I met a woman, smart-ass."

"Oh, Ed man, no! Not again. I thought you were going to change now that you're far away from the bitch," he scolded.

"Emmett, listen. It's not like that. She's not like that — not like them." The women I'd been with over the last eighteen months were easy, nameless and mostly faceless. I didn't even bother to exchange more than a few sentences with most of them. This was totally different. "Her name is Bella. She's beautiful and smart and funny. I met her at Jasper's party. She's Alice's best friend. We talked for hours. It was as if we'd known each other forever." It was quiet after my speech. Emmett seemed to deliberate how to respond to my confession.

"So," he started after a relatively long silence. "You just talked?"

I knew what I was about to say next would make him doubt my sincerity. "We didn't just talk."

"Then, what did you do?"

I tugged at my hair, closing my eyes when I answered, "We kissed for a good while and spent the night in Alice and Jasper's guest room." He knew I hadn't spent the night with a woman since my disastrous break up with Tanya. No matter how drunk I was, I always made sure I spent the night in my own bed — alone.

"So, she's special, huh?" There was reluctance but also a trace of hope in my brother's voice.

A smile broke it's way to my lips, making me feel much lighter. "Yeah, she is. It was amazing." The kissing alone. I'd never felt as good just kissing a woman. And then, when we were alone in the guest room, she was so responsive. She fit into my arms like she was meant to be there. We were just perfect together. Nothing I'd ever experienced compared to what happened last night — and this morning.

I heard Emmett's laugh on the other end, making me laugh with him. "I can tell, you have it bad, man. When will you see her again? You know, it's not the easiest thing to start a relationship with a one-night-stand."

"I'm not sure," I admitted. "I can tell that she has some experience with casual sex, but still, she comes across as kind of shy. I'm sure she felt something, too, but she's somehow reluctant to make plans with me. She gave me her number, though, and said we'd probably run into each other next week at the agency." I was a bit worried by her guardedness when we parted, but when I kissed her goodbye, she was more than eager to kiss me back.

"Sounds like you have a bit of a challenge there. As long as you're not going back to your wicked ways, everything's great."

I hoped he was right and everything was really great. "If you say so."

"I do. Just be persistent, but don't pressure her. I'm sure you'll get to her, eventually." I heard Rosalie yell in the background, then Emmett covered the microphone to answer her. "Ed, I have to go. Mom and Dad are waiting for us to have dinner together. I'll call you again soon. And keep me updated about your lady-friend, okay? Bye, little bro."

There were distinctive sounds of Emmett getting dressed, and I didn't want to keep him. "Okay, then. Say hi to Mom, Dad and Rose for me. Talk to you later." I hung up, hoping that my brother was right with his predictions.

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Monday at noon, I had lunch with Jasper. The night before had been a sequence of dreams about a certain chocolate-eyed brunette. She was in my every thought, and I was eager to maybe learn a little more about her from someone who'd known her for years. Maybe Jasper was able to shed a little light on her initial reluctance to see me again.

We sat in the little diner across the street from the agency, waiting for our order, when Jasper finally started the conversation that I had been waiting for impatiently but dreaded at the same time.

"So, you and Bella, huh?" He turned his water glass around with one hand while the other was tapping lightly on the table. His brows were raised in what might have been surprise or concern, his eyes fixated on the table instead of my face.

I cleared my throat before I answered, "I guess so." My response was cautious. There were so many things I wanted to ask him but didn't want to give away too much or make him uncomfortable. I guessed he was Bella's friend even more than he was mine at the moment, due to the fact that they spent a lot of time together, while he and I had only seen each other a few times over the last years.

He lifted his gaze from the table, his eyes scanning my face for something. He took a deep breath, then began to speak. "Look, Ed, I don't really know what happened, and I don't know what you think there might be between the two of you. Hell, I don't know what it could be either. I just want to warn you to be careful with Bella."

He paused, so I filled the silence. "Why? Does she bite?" I chuckled shortly, amused by his choice of words.

"No, she doesn't bite, she runs." Again, he stopped speaking for a moment. Once more, he seemed to searched my face for something.

"What do you mean, she runs? She gave me her number when we said goodbye." I was confused by his statement. What did she run from?

Jasper's brows furrowed in bewilderment, his head slightly shaking in thought while his eyes were on the table again. "That's new. Why did she … ?" he mumbled to himself, almost too quietly for me to understand.

I waited silently until he looked up at me again. "Ed, you're my friend, and I want you to know that Bella's like a sister to me. I love her, and I don't want her to get hurt. I've witnessed her hit rock bottom, and it was not a pretty sight." He seemed to remember something that, by the way he furrowed his brows, was very unpleasant. "She's different with you. I don't know what your intentions are. But, I know about the Tanya aftermath." I cringed slightly at his words. Every time someone mentioned her, it felt like a slap in my face, reminding me how stupid I'd been. Jasper noticed my discomfort but kept on speaking anyway. "If Bella's one of your long line of rebound hook-ups, I can't blame you. It's not like she hasn't done that before —"

"Stop right there," I interrupted him. "It's not like that. She's …" I trailed off, looking for the right words to describe what Bella was to me, and all I came up with was the same sappy words I used with my brother. But they were just true. "She's amazing." I could feel myself smile like an idiot.

Jasper's formerly serious expression softened as well. "She's amazing, huh?" He chuckled lightly. "Man, I don't know why, but somehow I've seen it coming. Just heed my advice, though. Be careful with her. Don't push her or she will run but don't let her sneak off, either." He let out a long breath before muttering, "Maybe you're the one to finally break the spell."

Before I could ask what that was supposed to mean, the waitress brought our food, and the moment was over. After that, Jasper purposely changed the subject, leaving me wondering about the mystery that was Bella.

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A/N: So, what do you think? All of you who said Edward loves Bella seem to be right. What about Jasper's advice? Is he a good friend? To both of them or just one?

I'm working on two more conversations that took place before Emmett comes to Seattle. I hope I'll get them done before New Year's. Bye