Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

For God And Country

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 16:

BPOV

Son of a bitch! He killed himself. I have never had someone kill themselves before I could kill them. I sort of felt cheated. I felt angry. I felt confused. Then I felt angry again.

“Are you angry he killed himself before you got to kill him Bella?”

“You know me too well, Garrett.” I mumbled. He patted my leg. We were driving back to the God of War’s estate in the country.

“I’m sorry baby. I should have been watching him. I promise I won’t let anyone kill themselves before you get a chance to kill them again. I will pay more attention.”

I had to laugh. He was so sweet. I really was lucky to have him. He has saved my life in more ways than one, so often.

“Garrett, he knew about vampires. He said this wasn’t personal. The hit was about Brady Kerns. Why would he say it wasn’t personal?”

“I don’t know, Bella.”

“I do. A vampire ordered the hit.” It was the only answer. “A vampire he was so afraid of, he would rather kill himself than give me the answers I wanted.”

“Possibly. What vampire would want you dead?”

“No vampire wanted me dead. The vampire wanted the hit woman who killed Kerns dead. If the vampire knew it was me, they would have just done it themselves. What vampires do you know in Ireland?”

Garret shrugged his shoulders. “Only Maggie, Liam and Siobhan. They are harmless. Peaceful. They stay out of human affairs. They would have no interest in Kerns. Of course there are many nomads all over Europe. It wouldn’t surprise me to see quite a few in Ireland. The weather is appropriate for vampires.”

“I need to find out more about Kerns.” He had to be the key.

“Or we could, you know, not.” Garrett replied quietly.

“What?” I asked, thinking he must be talking about something else.

“Bella, the man who ordered you and Kevin’s death is dead. The middle man is dead. The shooter is dead.”

“Not the one who killed Kevin.”

“Who you don’t know. Collins may have known a vampire, but that doesn’t mean it had anything to do with you. Even if the vampire did have something to do with it, you admitted they didn’t know you personally. You have killed three people. Maybe you should let it go.”

“I’m not going to let it go, Garrett.” I growled.

“Are you sure you aren’t just going after someone now because you feel you got cheated by Collins?”

Damn it. I hate when he psychoanalyzes me. He is usually right on the money. He knows me so well.

“Maybe…” I admitted grudgingly.

“Let’s go find a place to live baby. Let’s get out of Maryland. Let’s go someplace and start a new life. Just the two of us. We can be happy and alone, like we were before you were turned. Forget about human affairs. Forget about vampire affairs. Just be together.”

The idea was appealing. I wish I could have gotten the guy who hit Kevin but Garrett was right. I would never find out who it was. The trail is cold. Even if had asked Tanner I doubt he knew the guys real name. The guy wasn’t CIA. Probably a free agent from the Middle East.

“Okay…”

“Okay?” Garrett asked smiling.

“Yes. Okay. But…”

“Fuck. But what?”

“We are going to keep our eyes open and our ears to the ground. If I ever get an idea on who is behind this, I am going after them.”

Garrett took a deep breath. I considered reminding him he doesn’t need to do that, but I really wasn’t in the mood.

“Deal.” He finally said, probably thinking I would have no way of finding out the information I needed to know. He may know me well, but if he thinks I am going to let this drop he is out of his mind.

“So where do you want to move?” Garrett was smiling.

Hmmm. Where could I cause the most trouble?

“La Push?” I suggested.

“Bella…”

“What? It would be close to Charlie. With a spray tan I don’t look much different. I can wear contacts. You always tell me I nearly look the same as I did when I was human. He already knows what a freak you are.”

“La Push is an Indian reservation. You can’t just buy land there.” Garrett told me grinning.

“We could buy a house on the outskirts of La Push. Right up to their land. It will piss them off so much. You know they will come try to get us to leave. I could plant land mines in the yard. That would be so fun Garrett! I mean can you imagine how funny it would be to see big wolves going straight up in the air with that stupid wolf face they all seem to have when they get hurt? I bet they would yelp. Don’t tell me you don’t enjoy hearing a dog yelp.”

“Bella, we are not moving somewhere just so you can torture some dogs. No wonder you never had pets growing up. Besides it would not be good for Charlie.”

“Why?”

“Bella, humans and vampires don’t mix for long. If we are around, other vampires will be around. Eventually something could happen. I was around you constantly. We can’t be around him constantly. Besides he thinks we have jobs. Moving to Forks would probably blow that cover.”

Dammit.

“Where do you want to move then? I’m sure you have a place in mind.” I told him.

“I have some land in the Yukon territory on the Laird River. Very isolated. Very beautiful. The scenery takes your breath away.”

“Canada?” I asked, with suspicion in my voice.

“Yes. Plenty of wilderness. Cloud cover all the time it seems. Gorgeous. The perfect place for us.”

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with getting me out of the States would it?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course not. But it is within a couple days drive to your father’s. We could run or drive into Vancouver to feed. I promise you Bella it will be perfect.”

“You want me to eat Canadians?” I asked, not too sure about this.

“Yes. What is wrong with Canadians?”

“Nothing. That’s the problem. In my entire life I have killed a lot of people but never a Canadian. I have traveled, met people from exotic, beautiful cultures and killed them. But Canadians? They just seem so… nice.” I told him honestly.

“They aren’t. At least not all of them. There are as many potential meals in Vancouver as any other city.”

I took a deep breath. Yukon Territory. It sounded… boring.

Then again, maybe boring is what I need. I wouldn’t mind getting away from the violence that has been my life for the past 6 years. Retire. Take it easy. Maybe start building my own weapons like I have always wanted. Play around with some new explosive compounds I have always wanted to try. I could see how long Garrett and I could make love nonstop without having to be disturbed by having to stop to torture or kill someone. This could work. But…

“How would we get water there? I need showers. Baths. Clean clothes. If it’s so isolated how do we get power? Do satellites even send television signals into bum fuck nowhere?”

“We will… I will have a generator Bella. Water… we can start a small water processing unit from the river. People do it all the time out there. Or I could have a large water tank placed out there. Have it filled once or twice a year.”

“A generator?” I asked.

“Yes, a generator.”

“You want to take me to this peaceful, secluded spot to live and you want me to listen to a generator all day? Then we would constantly have to refuel it. Sounds like a lot of trouble. We should probably live closer to civilization.”

Hah. Good argument. Oh. He looked sad now. I forgot I shouldn’t have used logic. He doesn’t like that.

“You know, you are kind of being a bitch right now.” He responded after a minute.

“Tell me something I said that was not the truth.” I challenged.

“Fine. How about we at least build a cabin on the land? We can hang out at occasionally and move next to Vancouver, just outside. I’m sure I can find a secluded spot that has all the amenities you desire.”

“That sounds like a great idea. You build your little nomad shack and I will have my house.” This could work. I could have a place to send him when he got on my nerves. Speaking of people who get on my nerves.

“Garrett, I want you to think about nothing other than Call of Duty or sex when we get back to Jasper’s.”

“Good Lord woman, what do you I think I think about anyway?” He laughed.

“Seriously. If they ask, everything went great, I killed him in the most gruesome manner possible and he didn’t know a damn thing about vampires. Got it?”

“You don’t trust them?”

“I trust you Garrett. You are the only one I trust. Everybody else is a potential target that hasn’t revealed their selves yet.”

“You think in a hundred years or so, you may… I don’t know… chill out?” I asked.

It was a valid question. “Maybe. But right now I’m not. The less they know the better. As far as they know, this is over.”

“Bella you don’t really think they had something to do with this?” Garrett asked me, nearly laughing at the thought. I admit it did sound preposterous.

“No Garrett. Not one of them would have the guts. I bet they pray over the graves of the animals they eat. But, they also are well known in the vampire community. They talk too much. I don’t want anyone knowing about Collins. So let’s keep it to ourselves, okay?” I didn’t add on or else. I assumed it was understood.

“Whatever you want, baby.”

We pulled up to Jasper’s house. I could hear the Cullens inside. Sounded like Carlisle was giving Esme the business, upstairs. Was that a smack I just heard? Yep. Esme just moaned. Maybe I did her a favor. Now it was time to do something I had wanted to do since I first saw the Cullens were here.

Leave.

GPOV

It was an emotional goodbye. The Cullens were emotional and Bella said goodbye. She told them we were moving to the Amazon. I don’t think Jasper believed us. He must have felt the joy I was feeling that Bella didn’t tell them the truth. Rose and Emmett practically begged Bella and I to allow them to come with us. Bella reminded Rose that she really hadn’t had a chance to enjoy her newborn period by indulging in feeding and sex and needed some time alone with me to really have the full experience. She promised Rose that as soon as everything settled down the two of them could come visit us… in the Amazon.

We flew straight to Vancouver. After a few days of hotel living in which Bella fed three times on nearby residents we finally found the perfect little house, 6 miles outside of Vancouver surrounded by forest. Bella, having apparently gotten over her aversion to Canadian food was very happy. It was a simple two story house. Not a mansion by any means. Bella didn’t do mansions. But nice. She loved it. I loved that I was never far from her. She insisted on keeping a magazine rack in the bathroom. I still shivered at the thought.

We decorated the house together. Bella handled the yard. She insisted. I had no idea she was so into landscaping. Then I caught her placing motion sensors all over the yard, and landmines that blew up by detonator as opposed to stepping on them. She also knocked a few trees down around the perimeter, explaining that if any vampires tried to enter our territory we would be able to hear them going through the leaves, before we even smelt them.

Paranoid? A little. Yeah a lot. I indulged her though.

I have to admit life was good. We were so busy, fucking, sleeping and decorating the house that we hadn’t even played video games. I had just gotten the hot tub set up today. Bella wanted a swimming pool so that was next. She also wanted a ballistics lab so she could start making her own weapons and testing them. My wife, the arms dealer.

It was good to have hobbies. I was currently enjoying a soak with my lovely bride when my phone went off. Peter. Fuck.

“Yes?”

“Garrett? Jasper told me you two moved to the Amazon.”

“Yes. It’s very hot and humid. Very tropical. What do you want?”

“Charlotte wanted to come see your new vampire wife so I thought we would come visit. You know what’s funny though? My knowing shit thing I got at the back of my head tells me you are in Vancouver.”

“Please tell me you’re not?”

“Yep. Be at your place in a few minutes.” Whitlock laughed and ended the call. And Bella had been in such a good mood.

“I’m sorry baby. Sometimes he has this weird gift that is totally unpredictable and uncontrollable. He…”

“Yeah I fucking heard.” Bella growled. “I am naked in a hot tub having my feet rubbed wondering what position I am going to let you do me in next and now he is here. So much for solitude.”

She was definitely angry. She wasn’t yelling. That’s how I know when she is really mad. She gets very, very quiet. Then she smiled. That’s worse.

“This is actually a good opportunity Garrett. When he gets here I want you to greet him outside. Tell Charlotte to come in and see me. When she walks in, you get away from him.”

“You’re not… are you?”

“You bet your cute pale ass I am.”

“Bella, that’s just mean.”

“I was thinking of letting you spank me when he called. Maybe letting you have me in that special place you always wanted to have me? You know what I’m talking about, right? I was almost there. I was about to finally give you what you want. Your Holy Grail. Now Whitlock has totally taken me out of the mood. That make you feel any better about this?”

“Happy hunting Bella.”

A few minutes later Charlotte and Peter walked into our front yard. I walked out to greet them before they could get too close to our house.

“Hello you two!” I smiled. Charlotte hugged me and I shook Peter’s hand.

“Where is that beautiful vampire wife of yours Garrett?” Char asked.

“Yeah, where is the crazy bitch? Cleaning her guns from the trail of blood she left in Europe?” Peter looked nervous.

“She is actually inside trying to find an appropriate outfit. She asked if you would go help her Charlotte?”

“Of course.” Charlotte ran to the house. Peter moved to follow and I placed a hand on his chest.

“Could you help me out with something before you go in Peter?”

“What’s up bud?”

“Bella doesn’t like the house paint. She says the trim is too red. I don’t think it is that bright. Too me it seems more brown. Would you go to the end of the property and see it from that angle and tell me what you think?”

“Looks brown to me. Women huh? Let me check this out.”

Like a good retriever Peter ran where I told him too. I started walking to the house, backwards. I wasn’t missing this.

“Garrett, it still looks…”

I’m not sure what he was going to say next. Because Bella hit the detonator. The ground shook. She detonated two mines. The blast was enough to knock Peter on his ass and completely incinerate all of his clothes. He stood up and walked out of the fire.

“That was some fucking bullshit, Garrett!”

I could hear Bella and Charlotte laughing their asses off inside the house. Apparently so could Peter.

“Dammit Bella! You psychotic fucking bitch! That wasn’t funny. I got to run back to the truck and get some clothes naked now. It was hot! I hate being hot. My hair is going to smell like smoke, you bitch!”

“That’s what you get for dropping in unannounced Peter Whitlock!” Bella yelled. “Only Charlotte is allowed to visit without an invitation! Not you!” Bella said from the house, humor still evident in her voice.

“YOU need to get a hold of your woman Garrett. She pushes you around! You helped her set me up? Bros before Hoes! You know that!”

“Did you just call me a Ho, Peter Whitlock?” Bella asked, still inside the house.

“No…” he didn’t have a chance to defend himself when the next land mine went off. This one was in front of him, covering him in dirt and soot.

He stood there with his head shaking slowly back and forth, looking at the ground.

Finally he looked up.

“Charlotte, I am heading to the car to get some more clothes and bring our bags in.”

That said Peter Whitlock turned and left.

I walked in the house to see Bella and Charlotte rolling around on the couch laughing hysterically.

“A third landmine Bella. Really?”

“He called me and Charlotte ho’s.” Bella said, wiping venom from her eyes.

Point taken dear. I guess I will go see if the streaker needs help.”

Four hours later we had all settled in, ready to play poker. Peter wanted to play strip poker. Bella threatened him. Peter dropped it. Having no chips to use we used Bella’s cache of bullets. A .45 shell was ten dollars, .357 was five dollars and 9 mm bullets were a dollar.

“So Peter, I was thinking maybe you could let Char stay here so we can hang out and maybe you could go somewhere?” Bella commented without looking at him.

“I don’t think so Bella. You want to be besties with my wife, I’m afraid you are just going to have to get used to me being around.”

“That’s weird though.” Bella responded.

“What’s weird?” he asked.

“If Charlotte and I were best friends. I mean you aren’t Garrett’s best friend. So it would seem weird.”

“What do you mean I’m not Garrett’s best friend? Hell I’m his only friend!”

“Didn’t you tell me you like Jasper a lot better, Garrett?” Bella asked looking up at me with a confused face.

“I don’t remember us having a conversation either way Bella.” I responded. “Besides I think Alice Cullen is your best friend right?” I winked at her. “Little sister? Shopping buddy?”

Bella had a low grade growl going on.

“Yeah Bella. Jasper told me Alice and Edward accompanied you on one of your little torture sessions. A little bit different than going to the prom with them, huh?” Peter winked.

“Did Jasper tell you that I kicked his ass and tore his hand off Peter?” Bella whispered.

Peter just got paler.

“No. He neglected to mention that. Did that… Garrett is that true?”

“Yes Peter. It is.” I smiled at him.

“Oh. Well good job Bella. Somebody… uh needed to put him in his place and all that.” Peter was looking at Bella with a little more respect. Or was it fear? I guess it can be the same.

“Actually we were planning on hanging out until the wedding, if that is okay, sugar.” Charlotte said, looking at Bella.

“Of course Char. You are always welcome wherever Garrett and I are.” Bella smiled. “Wait, what wedding?” I was curious myself.

“The social event of the year. You should be getting a call in a few minutes Garrett.” Peter replied, grinning.

My phone rang. I looked at Peter.

“Or, you know, right now. It’s not an exact science.”

“Hello?”

“Garrett! How are you doing buddy?”

“Randall?”

“Yeah. Man what has it been? 5 years?”

“Something like that.” What the hell? Randall didn’t even have a phone the last time I saw him. He is a nomad in its truest form. No home. No worries. Running free, traveling and feeding. A good guy though. He was changed near the time I was. We both fought in the Revolution, though we didn’t meet until ten years after we were turned.

“So what have you been up to?” he asked.

“Well I got married to a beautiful woman.” I said, winking at Bella.

“Married! That’s great! Hey speaking of, I am kind of getting married and was wondering if you would be my best man?”

“You’re getting married, Randall?”

“Yes sir.”

“Who is the lucky girl?”

“Her name is Kate.”

“Kate Denali?” Uh oh.

“Yeah. You know her?”

“Uh, yeah. We met. Once. About ten years ago.” Bella had a smirk on her face. She was going to give me so much hell. She knew that Kate was the last girl I had sex with, once, ten years ago.

“Great! So what do you say, Garrett? Be my best man?”

“Randall isn’t there someone you are closer to? Not that I mind but we only see each other once or twice every half decade.”

“I know Garrett, but you are the only friend I have who comes from my time. You know what it was like in our time. The war. Kate’s family is okay for a bunch of vegetarians but I’m not really close to them.”

“Randall, are you feeding on animals?” I can’t believe this. Kate?

“Yeah. Listen I really need you here. This Eleazor guy that acts like the head of the Coven? He used to be Volturi.”

“Yes, I am aware of this.” I said quietly. The Volturi and I were not the best of friends.

“He invited them, Garrett.” Randall whispered.

“He invited the fucking Volturi!”

“Yeah. Plus Tanya invited every damn vampire in the world. This wedding is getting out of hand. I need you by my side.”

“Why don’t you just run? Run as far away as possible.”

“Kate is worth it, Garrett.”

“Are you sure? I mean how well do you really know her?” What I meant to ask is if he knows how well damn near every male vampire and a few female vampires knew her.

“I know I love her. I mean all women have quirks right? You are married now. You know love is blind.”

“No, I saw her just fine. She has an unbelievable ass.” I looked at Bella who was frowning. Uh oh.

“And unbelievable breasts.” Now she was smiling. I winked at her. So sensitive. So beautiful.

“Listen, I need people I can trust. Please Garrett? Bring your wife. Introduce her to the vampire world. It will be fun. If I know you, you’re going to hide her in some out of the way corner of the world and never let her up for air.” Randall laughed. It sounded like a good idea. Hiding. Not the wedding. Bella was nodding her head yes. Peter was smiling. I took a deep breath.

“Denali, Alaska huh?”

“Yep.”

“When?”

“One week Garrett.”

“Fine Randall. I will see you in one week.”

“Can you come a few days early? Get your tux all set up?”

“Sure.” I rolled my eyes.

“Great. Alice Cullen is helping with the fittings and the whole Cullen family is going to be there. It will be great to catch up. I mean how long has it been since you saw Carlisle?”

Bella now had her head in her hands. She looked like she would be crying if she could.

“Not long enough Randall.”

“Huh?”

“Never mind. See you in a few days.” I ended the call. Bella looked up at me.

“You nodded your head yes.” I pointed out before she could go off on a rant.

“I know Garrett. It’s fine. It will be worth it.” She responded surprising the hell out of me.

“What do you mean, worth it?” I asked suspiciously.

“The Volturi are going to be there. You told me about them. Aro can touch someone and know every thought they have ever had right?”

“Yes…”

“That’s like a one stop intelligence briefing. I doubt it will work on me any better than Alice’s vision or Edward’s mind reading. Guess what darling? You and I are about to make some new friends.”

“Bella I hate the Volturi. They aren’t fond of me either.”

“I didn’t say we were going to be best friends, Garrett. But Aro has what I want. Information. I can’t very well torture it out of him, as appealing as the idea is. It would cause a war and I have no time for that. Not right now. So we are going to have to manipulate him. Leave it to me baby. I will find out what I want to know.”