Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

For God And Country

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 15:

BPOV

“Where have you two been?” Jasper asked as Garrett and I walked hand in hand downstairs.

“Sleeping.” I replied.

“Uh, okay.” Jasper said wit doubt in his eyes.

“What?”

“Bella dear, vampires can’t sleep.” Esme told me, feeling the need to give me vampire 101.

“Damn. I had no idea. I’m sorry. I won’t let it happen again.” I replied with the saddest face I could muster.

Garrett bumped my shoulder and smiled.

“What she means Esme is that when Bella was human I would lay down with her every night, hold her and keep my eyes closed until she woke. We agreed that when she was turned that we would spend time every night with our eyes closed just holding each other quietly. It’s quite relaxing.” Garrett replied, totally ruining the sarcastic mood I had set.

“That is so sweet. Why don’t we do that Jasper?” Alice asked with goo goo eyes at Jasper. I guess she got over the reenactment of all the Saw movies I put her through last night. Simple people usually do get over traumatic scenes quickly.

“Because it’s boring.” Jasper replied dryly.

Only Carlisle, Esme, Jasper and Alice were here.

“Where is the rest of your kids?” I asked Esme and Carlisle.

“Hunting, Bella.” Carlisle unsurprisingly replied. I wonder if Esme has noticed that he looks at me like a starving dog looks at a raw steak.

“I think Alice and I will be joining them. Alice, let’s go. I’m sure Bella wants some alone time with Carlisle and Esme. Time to catch up. Bond…”

“That sounds like a great idea Jasper. You four have fun. We will be back later.” Alice replied.

Mr. Soon to be in agonizing pain for the remainder of his very short life, Jasper Hale, winked at me.

“Thank you for that Jasper. I have my cell phone on me. Call me if you need a… hand… with anything.” I smiled. Fucker.

He and Alice were gone without further comment. Asshole.

Garrett sat on the couch and I sat next to him. If Carlisle kept staring at me, I may get Garrett’s cock out and start sucking it, hoping he may get the point. Then again…

“So Bella. What do you and Garrett have planned today?” Esme asked.

“Bella has her target in sites tonight, Esme. We will finish this and then we can move on.” Garrett answered for me.

“Where do you think you may go? You know we have a secluded island if you would be interested. We could all go have a little fun in the sun.” Esme asked with hope in her eyes that I was that fucking stupid.

“You know Esme, sun isn’t really good for my skin, but I appreciate the offer.” She should buy that. She is too dumb to see her husband is molesting me with his eyes. If she is missing that she will buy anything.

“Oh… okay.” She replied looking confused. Poor thing.

“So Carlisle. What is it like having a bunch of teenagers? I can’t imagine it is easy keeping that bunch in line.” I asked innocently.

“It’s very easy. You know how well they get along, Bella. Edward has been… difficult, since we left you. Very depressed. Alice as well. Emmett hasn’t been happy. But we have learned to manage. It has been a joy having you back in our lives. You and Garrett of course.”

Okay. I am not “back” in their lives. They came after me. If I had any doubts about this, they were gone with that statement. Garrett just squeezed my hand. I guess he thinks I should be good. He should know me better.

“Carlisle did you ever have kids when you were human?”

He looked surprised. “No Bella. I didn’t.”

“I don’t mean to pry.”

“No, of course not. I am an open book. Feel free to ask me anything.”

“I was just curious. Knowing I can’t have kids now has got me thinking about children.” Garrett squeezed my hand again. He knew I didn’t like kids. I would rather have a nice cat with fleas and ringworms than have kids.

“That’s certainly understandable.” Carlisle smiled.

“Have you ever had to spank any of your kids, Carlisle?”

“Excuse me?” Carlisle asked. Esme’s mouth just dropped. I guess she isn’t into corporal punishment.

“I mean I know they are teenagers, but that many teens living in one house I would imagine they could get out of hand.”

“No, Bella. We have never spanked or laid a hand on any of the children.” Carlisle replied. He was looking at me like I lost my mind. Garrett was squeezing my hand harder. Esme looked uncomfortable.

“I was never spanked as a child. Renee wasn’t much for discipline and I think Charlie was probably afraid to touch me. Sometimes I wonder if it would have made me a better person. I don’t think so. I can imagine how scared I would be. Laid across someone’s knee, having my pants pulled down or my skirt pulled up. Feeling the air blowing over my skin. The pain of the hand smacking my bottom. The burn when it was over. Leaving a hand print on my skin.” I whispered quietly.

I shivered a little for effect.

“Terrifying.” I mumbled while biting my bottom lip.

Hmmm, let’s see how well I did. Yep, Daddy Carlisle is definitely standing at attention now.

“I agree with you Bella. I couldn’t imagine striking a child. The thought is horrible.” Esme replied, trying her hardest to get into this conversation.

“What about you, Carlisle? Have you never even thought of spanking someone?” I smiled at him.

“Uh… I mean sure… when I get frustrated. I mean who wouldn’t like to you know… when I get frustrated I mean.”

Garrett was kicked back staring at the wall in front of him. I heard him take a deep breath. I should probably end this… Nah.

“I’m glad you don’t, Carlisle. Like I said, the thought of a hand striking my bare cheeks frightens me. Did Jasper tell you what happened in Munich? I understand Peter told him. I’m sure with Edward around there are no secrets in the family right?”

“Yes Bella… Jasper may have mentioned something about Munich.” Esme replied slowly.

“Let me tell you about this freaky girl I was after. She was in a BDSM club right? So Garrett pretty much has to lead me by a chain attached to this collar I had on. Then she pays him to let her take me to her dungeon. I killed her before it could get that far but you can’t imagine what she wanted to do to me Esme.”

“I’m sure I can’t Bella.” She replied. Carlisle’s eyes seemed kind of glazed over now.

“I had this tiny black micro skirt on… you know what those are Esme, right? The kind of skirt that barely goes past the bottom of your panties. You honestly can’t wear regular panties with them. I was in the tiniest pair of thong panties. You would not believe how small they were. I don’t honestly know why I bothered. Anyway I had the skirt on and this tight black bra and that’s it, right? Just me, barely dressed with a collar and chain on my neck.

So anyway this women who was wearing black latex pants and a red latex top if you can believe that, turns me around and pushes me to this sort of contraption that has chains hanging down for my hands. She tells me that she is going to chain me to the top of this thing and then hit my ass with a cane.”

“A cane?” Carlisle whimpered.

“Yes, A cane, Carlisle. It’s this very thin long rod made of wood. Leaves these criss crossing marks across your ass… I mean bottom. Sorry Esme. Anyway I killed her before it got that far but let me tell you, I was a little nervous for a while. Thinking back on it, I’m really glad I killed her. I could imagine some other poor girl in her clutches. Helpless. Scared. Trembling. Being whipped over and over again tell she couldn’t scream and was reduced to moaning softly. I think that it could have been me and it freaks me out a little you know, Esme?”

“Yes. I can imagine that would have been frightening Bella.” I think I just heard Garrett whisper to please stop. He wasn’t looking at Carlisle or Esme.

“You know I have to say I was a little apprehensive about seeing you all again, but already I feel like I can tell you both anything. It’s kind of a relief you know? Being able to tell you my darkest secrets and emotions. Garrett listens and he understands the emotions I go through, especially when I was a weak helpless human. But it is nice to talk to others. Your kids are lucky to have you both. Esme you are a great mother to them and Carlisle, you are such a good daddy.”

“Of..of course. Thank… thank you, Bella.” Carlisle responded.

I jumped up and grabbed Garrett’s hand.

“I hate to cut this short, but I have to go get a spray tan and a wig.”

“A what?” Esme asked.

“A wig. My hair is way too dark to color now.”

“What is a spray tan Bella?” Esme asked.

“You don’t know Carlisle? Esme?”

Both shook their heads.

“It is wonderful. I don’t want to look to pale tonight so I will get a tan. A spray tan is basically a booth that sprays a tan on you. You see Carlisle, what I do is put my hair in a plastic cover and some small eye protectors on. Then I take all my clothes off. I stand completely naked in this machine and raise my arms over my head. It pretty much coats my entire body with an artificial tan. The spray gets on every inch of my skin. It feels wonderful. Of course to really get it all over I have to sprea…”

“And let’s go. Might be a line Bella. Wouldn’t want to wait too long. Lets’ go. Don’t make me carry you.” Garrett stood up and I was being dragged out of the living room.

We reached the car and Garrett opened the door and practically pushed me in.

“What is your hurry Garrett? I was enjoying my conversation.” I told him, grinning.

“You are an evil woman Bella.” He replied without looking at me.

“Are you mad at me baby?” I pouted.

“No… of course not. But the man has enough trouble…”

‘Garrett he has been staring at me since we first met them in Baltimore. He deserved it and you know it.”

He finally grinned that little grin I love so much.

“Okay, maybe he deserved it a little.”

I leaned over and kissed him on his cheek. “There’s my bad boy.”

“Hey, you kind of got me worked up as well you know. Do you think maybe I could get in the booth with you?”

“No.”

“What about… I think it would be kind of fun to… maybe spank… you know?”

“You want me to spank you?” I asked him raising an eyebrow.

“No. I was thinking maybe I could spank you.”

“Oh I see. No.”

“No?”

“Nope.”

“Okay.” He sighed.

Garrett POV

I love my wife more than life itself. That doesn’t change the fact that the bitch is evil.

She looked great though. Her tan covered her from head to toe and any other places she may have to… spread. She had a blonde wig on and blue contacts. She looked human. She looked like a very gorgeous human.

We drove up the club that Collins was supposed to hang out at. It was nowhere near a city. Looked crowded. I asked Bella what her play was going to be. She told me she would decide when she got there. My idea was to grab him when he walked out, eat him, and then the two of us could go somewhere. Maybe London, maybe France, maybe I could tear off her underpants. Spank her before she could stop me?

Yeah. Right.

Bella was against the whole grab, him, eat him, and move on. She insisted she had to talk to him. Let him know why he was dying and who was killing him. I pointed out that this was stupid.

“It’s not stupid Garrett. He need to know what is coming to him and how bad he fucked up. I believe in Heaven and Hell. I don’t want this fucker confused when he reaches Hell as to how he got there.”

“Bella every movie ever made where the killer is about to kill the guy and wastes time explaining why, ends badly for the killer. You are making a mistake here. Let’s kill him and go get some dinner. I know you are hungry aren’t you?”

“Shut up Garrett.” She mumbled.

“That newborn bloodlust has got to be driving you crazy. How does your throat feel, Bella? Wouldn’t it be nice to go latch on to a juicy neck and start drinking? Hmmm? Yum yum.” Yep. She isn’t the only one who knows how to push buttons.

“Garrett stop. You know I am hungry. But I have gone from Washington to Egypt to Ireland to track down the man who ordered mine and Kevin’s death. I want to play with him a little.”

I sighed.

“Fine, just promise this isn’t going to turn into one of your all night torture sessions okay? Not that I can’t appreciate them but they are kind of…” Why don’t I ever shut up? She was glaring now.

“They are what? What Garrett? They are kind of what?”

“I didn’t say they were boring…” Shit!

“I know you didn’t. So that’s what is on your mind huh? You don’t want to see me torture a guy who ordered my death, because it’s boring? Fine! Go play some video games with the children at home. I’m sorry my quest to avenge a man I considered a second father, is boring to you. Just drop me off and I will run back. Maybe there is something on HBO you could watch.”

Yeah she was definitely pissed now. Now she was pouting.

“Bella I didn’t mean… I’m just saying that you can get carried away sometimes and it’s sort of monotonous. If you could maybe get to the point or something a little quicker. I mean you tortured others because you needed information. But this guy is it. He’s the top. No need to take too long right?”

“I will take as long as I need.” She was pissed. “If you get bored drive home. Maybe pick you up a human girl. You like those right?”

“Whoa,whoa,whoa! Slow the fuck up. I loved a human girl who is now my wife. I’m not Carlisle. I don’t look at other women. Don’t put that on me!” Bitch.

She took a deep breath. “I’m sorry baby. I’m just a little on edge.”

‘I shouldn’t have brought up the torture thing taking too long. I am sorry, Baby. You take as long as you want and I will be right there with you.”

“Thank you Garrett. I won’t take too long. I love you baby.”

“You ready for this?” I asked her, already knowing the answer. She took a cigarette out of a pack in her purse and lit it.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.

“Smoking.” She looked at me like I was stupid. Like I was the vampire trying to get a nicotine fix.

“That is doing you absolutely no good.” I told her, stating the obvious.

“So? It well help me blend in. Plus I always wanted to try it but I was scared of getting cancer. It tastes pretty fucking nasty. It’s interesting.”

“You were worried about your health? In your profession?” I asked disbelieving.

“I certainly didn’t want to run out of breath when I was running after someone or from someone.”

“Good point. So what does it taste like?”

“You want one?”

“No. Not really my style.” I mumbled.

“Are you kidding? This all about your style. Here try one. I want to see if you look hit smoking.”

I admitted she looked sort of hot.

“Bella it smells awful.”

“Fine. How do I look though?” She wrapped her lips around the filter and took a slow drag.

“I think there is something else I would rather have your lips wrapped around.”

“Fine. After tonight I won’t smoke. Now let me have some fun.” She got out of the car and I followed her in.

We walked in to the crowded bar and the crowd of drunk Irishmen and women went silent. This must be one of those places where the only ones who show up are regulars. Or it could be that Bella was wearing a green V cut mini dress that barely covered her ass cheeks. Yep. That may have something to do with it. I asked her if she really thought she would blend in with a mini dress. She told me it was green as if that explained everything.

“There he is.” She whispered. I looked to the corner of the darkened bar and saw him. He was surrounded by some ugly lads. Not that he was much better looking. I expected the devil himself. He was just a guy. Late 50s early 60s. Looked tough. We sat at the bar and Bella ordered two drafts. She turned to look at the crowd keeping an eye on the corner.

“You know we could knock everybody out and kill him now.” I suggested, l hoping. She took another drag off her cigarette and ignored me.

“Garrett he is about to send some guys to bring us over. They are probably going to try to take you outside to beat the hell out of you. You have to let them.”

“I have to let them? The first time they hit me, their hands are going to break!”

“I didn’t mean you have to let them beat you, idiot. You just have to go outside with them. Eat them, snap their necks I don’t give a fuck. This will give me a chance to talk to him.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Fine Bella.”

Sure enough thirty seconds later a couple Irish lads came over and invited us to Mr. Collins table. We walked over and the two gentlemen who had invited us over grabbed my arms and led me to the doors. Bella winked at me and I let them take me. We stepped outside.

“What’s going on guys?”

“You aren’t from around here.”

“True. I have the same tan as most of you though. Doesn’t that grant me membership?” I glared at them. They didn’t react. What the fuck? Oh yeah. Bella made me wear contacts tonight. Brown eyes are not quite as intimidating as red eyes.

“What are you staring at you, stupid fuck?” Bastard number one asked.

“What am I doing out here would be a more appropriate question. I would like to see my girl.”

“Yeah we all would. Later on we probably all will. But right now Mr. Collins is visiting with her.”

“He didn’t ask my permission.” I said quietly.

“You bring your bitch out half naked to a neighborly bar where you aren’t known, what do you expect gobdaw?”

“I expect you will all be gentleman. My ‘wife’ has a bad temper and if I am not there to keep her calm bad things could happen.”

“What do you think that little blonde could do?” Bastard number two asked.

It was at that time that gunshots rang out form inside. Then more gunshots. And more gunshots. My two escorts ran in. I ran in as well. We reached inside the bar to see people running out the front. Few people ran past us out the back. My two friends were staring at Bella. They started to move and I placed my hands on the back of both their necks and snapped them. I guess Bella decied to go with the more direct approach.

BPOV

“Hello. Thank you for the invite but can you tell me where your friends are taking my husband?”

Collins was practically drooling over me. Guess they have Viagra out here.

“What is your name Lass?”

“My name is Bella. What’s yours?”

“Have a seat girly. My name is Frank. You don’t look like you are from here. This is my people. My friends. We hang out here. What are you doing here?”

“Looking for a good time.”

“With the tall pale gent that just got escorted out? You may have to look elsewhere for fun sweetie. Don’t worry though. Me and my boys will guarantee you a good time.”

“Not as much of a good time as I guarantee that you will have.”

“That right? I was afraid the dress may just mean you were a tease. It would be nice if you were willing.” He winked at me.

“Do you rape all the girls who come in here?” I asked with a blank face.

“I don’t have to rape all the girls. They know who I am. How about you? You want to find out who I am?”

“Your name is Frank Collins. You are the head of the Real Irish Republican Army. You had a protégé named Brady Kern. I gave him a lap dance and snapped his neck. You ordered my death. My death I’m not so concerned about. Price of doing business. But you went after my friend. My handler. The only man I could trust. Frank. Do you have any idea of how bad a night this is going to be for you?”

His eyes got the size of baseballs. It would have been humorous if I hadn’t been so pissed off. His boys at the table stood up and pulled guns on me.

“You think you are going to see morning Frank?”

“You think you are getting out of here? It’s Bella Swan right? I don’t know how your scrawny ass is alive but you won’t be after tonight.”

“That so?”

“Yeah that’s so. I heard about you. I know you got skill. But you just walked into a bar full of people that would give their lives for me, and every one of them would kill for me you scrawny bitch.”

I pulled out the .357 I had in my purse and shot the four standing by him in their heads. The gunshots had the desired effect. They dropped dead and everyone scrambled. I felt a few bullets hit the back of my head. I guess there were a few who would kill for him. I twisted in my seat and shot the guy who tried to blow my head off. I saw Garrett walk in and snap the necks of the two gentlemen he walked out with. People were running out the front and the back. I kept my gun drained on Frank. Soon the only people here were Frank Garrett, me and the dead bodies on the floor.

“Wow Frank. They certainly will die for you. I’m impressed by the loyalty they showed you just now.”

“You just got shot in the head. Seamus never misses.” Frank whispered.

I took my wig off and then pulled my contacts off. I saw Garrett did the same and sat down next to me, kicking his legs out on the table.

“You’re a fucking vampire.” He whispered.

I looked at Garrett in shock. That was a surprise.

“You know about vampires?”

“Yeah…” Frank looked very, very scared. Good.

“How do you know about vampires Frank?” I whispered.

“Don’t worry about it. I can’t say. I would rather be eaten by hogs than tell you.”

Garrett was staring at him with interest. I was too.

“So, Brady Kerns. You though his worthless ass was worth the death of two CIA employees and the asset that took him out? You spent a lot of time and money to track me down. Were you fucking Brady, Frank?”

“No! Look it wasn’t personal.” He stammered.

“It wasn’t personal? It wasn’t fucking personal? You killed three people who were involved in his hit. That should have been the cost of doing business. We all know what we are getting into when you lead our lifestyles.”

“Look it wasn’t really about Brady okay?”

“You instructed I be shot in the belly and not the head. You wanted me to suffer before I died. Why was that and how do you know about vampires? How difficult is this going to be? How much pain? I know a guy who can read minds. When I get through torturing you he is going to come over and tell me what I need to know from your head, anyway. He’s an ex-boyfriend who still loves me. I can get him to lick dirt off my boot if I asked nice enough. Save yourself some pain and answer my questions.” I glared at him. Not personal.

“Look lady. You are right. Our lifestyle comes with risk. Death is the cost of doing business. But there is no way in Hell I am telling you how I know about vampires.”

I was about to disagree. But he was on the other side of the table. No mater how fast I was, I wasn’t that fast. I never saw him pulling the gun under the table. I saw the gun under his chin though. I saw him pull the trigger before I could stop him. I saw his brains decorate the ceiling above him. Silence followed.

I was in shock. That was not supposed to happen.

I looked at Garrett who seemed just as surprised. He looked back at me.

“So that was unexpected.” He said quietly.

He knew about vampires. He said my death wasn’t personal. The trail had ended. I would wait. I would watch. But this wasn’t over. Not by a long shot. I would get the answers Frank was too frightened to give me.

“Let’s get out of here Garrett. This part is over.”

“This part?”

“Yeah. This part. The story hasn’t been told yet though.”

I would find out what the fuck happened. If I had to kill a hundred vampires, I will do it to find the truth.