So according to my watch its still the day after my last update...so i ain;t late...yet! LOL

Thanks to my beta Krystle for her speedy skills and her good suggestions!

Big thanks to Kiwi_Sparkle for pre-reading at the last minute to make sure the timeline flowed.

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Chapter 6

Spaghetti for Brownie Points

EPOV

I wasn't sure if she would come back but she did the next day.

I was so relieved.

She came in after lunch, peeking her head around the corner first to check if I was awake.

I think she looked both relieved and petrified when she saw I was sitting upright.

"Hi." Her voice was timid.

"Hi." I smiled warmly to her, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable.

"I.." We both began.

I chuckled at how strange and awkward we were being.

"You first," I smiled.

"No, I insist. You first," she laughed out.

I wasn't sure where to begin but I figured I should reassure her first.

"I don't hate you," I saw Bella take a shaky breath; "Jake is a great guy. I thought that before the accident and I think that now. My family has told me that nothing has changed. Well except maybe that he has become even more of an admirable person."

"You really think that?" her tone was disbelieving and her eyebrows were almost disappearing into her hair.

"I truly do. If I couldn't be here to look after you, I hoped that someone else would do that job for me. It seems Jake was the one to step up to the plate and I'm very pleased he did."

Bella looked at me in a bewildered manner.

"So you're really okay with this? That I'm with Jake?" I nodded, despite cringing internally when she mentioned her relationship with Jake.

"Thank you Edward. It means a lot that you don't hate me for it."

Not wanting to dwell on the fact that we had shifted to more of a 'friend' status, I diverted the conversation.

I noticed the box in her hand.

"What's that?"

"I figured you might be missing some things."

She gave me a sly grin and set the box on my lap. I opened the lid and my eyes grew wide at the sight.

"No way!"

She laughed at me. "Yes way, I thought something home cooked would cheer you up?"

"Or ease the pain of the dagger," it was obviously too early to be joking around.

Her smile fell.

Crap.

"Thanks for the spaghetti. Yours was always the best."

I'd already had some lunch, but hospital food was barely edible and I didn't eat much. This was a good thing because it allowed for plenty of room for me to eat Bella's spaghetti.

There was a particular spice that she added to the sauce that made all the difference.

We sat silently together as I ate and she watched me.

"So what happened to the apartment in Seattle?"

We had planned to move there after the wedding.

"It's still there. Alice and Jazz have been very good house-sitters for the past few years."

"Well isn't it nice that they get to live in it for free." It was lucky that we had paid it all off because Bella would not have been able to make the payments on her own.

"Actually they pay us a bit for it, not much but I use it as leverage when I need a favor or two."

"That's my girl," I chuckled at her.

There was a knock on the door as Esme shuffled in.

"Hi kids. Hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"No Esme, that's okay, come in," Bella assured her.

The two embraced as my mom came over to run her fingers through my hair like when I was a kid.

"Why do you have red spots all over you?" she questioned while swiping at some sauce that was stuck to my chin.

"Well Bella actually cares enough to bring me something other than mass produced, minus five star, hospital food."

"You know I'm not the best in the kitchen, but I can still make you things if you would like. All you have to do is ask."

"No mom, I'm just kidding, its fine."

"Oh Bella dear, your father called me before I left the house. You forgot your cell at home and he's got an earlier start tonight."

A look of panic crossed Bella's face as she furiously began to rifle through her enormous bag, as if she was not convinced she had actually left it.

"Edward, I'm so sorry but if he has an early start I'm going to have to head back now."

"Ok?" I was disappointed to see her go but I knew there was no convincing her to stay as she was already set and almost out the door.

"I'll come back tomorrow with some lunch, okay?"

I smiled and waved her goodbye.

I had never looked forward to Wednesdays so much before.

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I frowned down at my tray of food which consisted of a soggy sandwich, juice box and fruit cup. I couldn't wait to get out of hospital to have some real food.

But like the angel that she was, Bella came in with her arms laden with boxes.

"Hi," she smiled widely at me.

"Thank God you're here. I was afraid I would have to poison myself with this 'food'," I gestured to my untouched tray.

Bella moved the hospital tray over to my bedside table and began to unpack and open her boxes.

The overwhelmingly delicious smell of chicken stroganoff wafted throughout the room. She had even packed me a blueberry muffin for dessert. It definitely looked homemade!

She sat quietly and watched with delight as I ate like I hadn't eaten before. Well, in all fairness it had been a few years since I enjoyed her stroganoff!

We chatted lightly about anything and everything but once again not too much about herself.

"I'm surprised dad's cut down his hours here."

"After your accident, Esme helped him realize that life was short and that she wanted to spend more time with him at home. So he cut back a bit but he likes working right now because he gets to see you all the time."

"I know, I swear he doesn't have any other patients with the amount of times he comes in to chat."

She chuckled lightly, knowing how I didn't like people to fuss over me. I missed her laugh.

There was a light tap on the door and Charlie came backing in.

With a very small someone cradled against his chest.

"Edward," he gave me a polite nod.

Bella quickly scooted towards the door and it seemed like she was trying to prevent him from coming in further. Their discussion was hushed but Charlie's gruff voice meant I didn't need to strain too much to hear.

"Sorry Bells, Jake is out on a job and I got a last minute call from PAPD to come up and help with a case and there was no one else and I knew you would be here."

"That's okay dad," she whispered to him as Charlie shuffled the slumbering toddler into Bella's arms.

She gave Charlie a peck on the cheek and some parting words, "Stay safe."

"Always am, Bells."

He disappeared through the door but Bella remained with her back to me.

I was confused as to who the little girl belonged to. Maybe she was babysitting or maybe Charlie and Sue… no, that was too strange.

Bella finally turned and walked back towards me where I could see a profile of who was in her arms.

She had wavy brown hair and skin as fair as Bella's.

She was propped up against Bella's shoulder but began to squirm and nuzzled her face into Bella's neck.

"Shh…Shhh…" Bella lulled her, swaying gently and rubbing her back up and down.

She was so small. Possibly only two or three maybe?

Bella still hadn't made eye contact with me as she tried to settle the child she held so naturally in her arms.

The little girl was becoming restless and began to fidget some more.

But with a tiny murmur and the look that Bella gave me after, I suddenly knew how Jacob had fit into the picture.

Two delicate little arms reached up to wrap around Bella's neck as she murmured out, "Momma."

BPOV

It was early on a Tuesday morning and I was already up, worried about going to see Edward again. I wasn't able to sleep and decided to get up and make some of Edwards's favorite food to bring with me as a buffer.

I was mixing a pot of bolognaise sauce when a set of strong arms wrapped around my waist.

"Morning gorgeous," Jake breathed into my ear as he rested his head on my shoulder peering into the pot.

"That's a little much just for breakfast isn't it?" he asked.

"I figured I would try and earn some brownie points with Edward today and make him some spag bol."

"That's nice of you." His tone wasn't sarcastic and he seemed honestly not offended by my actions.

He began to make a trail of kisses up and down my shoulder and neck as the stirring of my sauce faltered.

"Jake…" I warned him but my voice was deceitful and it was only a halfhearted warning.

"Jake, the sauce is going to burn."

He continued to kiss me along the line of my jaw as his hands nimbly switched off the stove before pulling me back against him.

I tilted my head back in search of his lips twisting in his arms when my lips met his.

It was a slow kiss, one that was now familiar where our lips slid across one another with no effort.

"How long do we have?" I asked in a whisper against his lips.

"We're good for another half hour."

I didn't need much more encouragement than that.

My fingers threaded into his short coarse hair as he lifted me with ease so that my legs were on either side of his before he sat me down on the kitchen table.

He kissed down the column of my neck, sliding the thin strap of my top down over my shoulder as he kissed over the swells of my breasts. I let out a shuddering moan, pulling him back up to my lips while running my fingers up and down his muscular sides.

My legs were wrapped tightly around his waist and I could feel him pushing up against my arousal.

He rocked gently against me as my breath hitched and I broke our kiss.

I reached down between us to fumble with his belt, giggling as I felt the hard wood of the kitchen table press against my back.

"What?" Jake asked with a smile.

"Charlie eats at this table," I grimaced slightly.

"It's not like we haven't done it here before," he quirked an eyebrow at me before taking over from my hands, undoing his own pants.

No sooner had they dropped to the floor that we heard the crunch of gravel in driveway.

Damn. Charlie was home early.

I guess that's what happened when you lived with your dad.

We both sighed and pushed off from one another, Jake pulling his pants back up and me straightening out my singlet.

Jake disappeared upstairs, no doubt to take care of his problem, as Charlie walked into the kitchen.

"Morning Bells, bit early for bolognaise isn't it?"

"Morning dad, it's for Edward, but it's also for dinner tonight okay?"

"Sure thing."

I went to see Edward later, armed with my spag bol, and was very pleased by how the afternoon went. So much so that when Jake greeted me at the door that night he made a comment.

"I'm guessing everything went well with Edward?" he smiled at me giving me a kiss on the lips.

"Very well," I beamed, "How are things at home?"

"I just got in myself but all seems quiet."

I heard the thump of Charlie's footsteps followed by the pitter patter of smaller ones as Charlie chased the little munchkin down the hall.

"Momma, momma, you're home" she squealed at me.

I scooped her up into my arms. "Hi sweetie."

"Gwanpa said if I ate all my noodles we could eat chippies tomowow"

"Did he now?" I could tell she had indeed had her noodles as there were specks of red sauce on her chin, much like Edward's.

"Well young lady it's past your bedtime already so we'll see about those chippies tomorrow, okay?" Charlie tried to chastise her.

She nodded in agreement.

"Want me to come tuck you in?" I asked her.

"NO! I want to read piggies"

"Piggies? Well I'm not very good at being the big bad wolf so I think you need to go ask someone else for that."

I gave a sly smile to Jake as he came over to lift her out of my arms.

"Yay! Piggies."

"I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your whole house down," Jake growled at her blowing a raspberry into her stomach.

She giggled wildly as the two of them made their way up to her room for a story.

I had a quick bite to eat and then a shower before heading into bed to catch up on lost sleep.

I wasn't sure what time it was when Jake came into bed behind me, curving his body around mine, and draping his arm over my stomach.

"She okay?" I asked sleepily.

"Yeah, she's sleeping like an angel."

"Thanks"

"Anytime, momma." He gave me a sweet kiss and snuggled deeper into my hair as we drifted off to sleep.

So did the timeline confuse anyone?

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