Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Spy Games

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 27:

Sasha

It had been a nice evening. Jack had taken the girls running and then they would do a little target practice so the only sound in the house was the Dan’s grunting as he lifted some obscene amount of weight over and over again. I had stopped trying to talk him into yoga years ago. Angela was doing her homework in her own room and seemed very content, most likely due to Bella spending the night, judging by the moans that resounded from her room causing Jack to bury his head in his pillow and ruin any chance I had of moaning for the night.

Tonight was my turn to cook so I decided to head to the grocery store because Hawk had eaten everything in the house as usual. Connolly was patrolling with Charlie and Ty was doing whatever it is he does when he is not around, I really didn’t want to know. I didn’t feel like going alone and I actually wanted someone to talk to besides Hawk who usually just listened and grunted agreement or disagreement. I loved the man but conversations were not really in his skill set. I decided to ask my surrogate daughter to go. I had gotten to know her quite a bit and admit I have read her mind a few times just to make sure of her motivations. I couldn’t allow Bella to be hurt again and wanted to make sure she was sincere. Despite the fact that Bella openly lusted after me I saw her as my daughter the same as Arial. I was only 28 and would soon have my own child, a baby, which I have never dealt with. Arial was 12 when I met her and Bella was the same age as Arial of course when I met her less than a year later. Still they were both my daughters and no one hurt my girls. Angela’s intentions seemed genuine though so I let it go.

When Jack and I decided Arial needed more family, perhaps someone her own age to help her be more social, we moved to Arizona. It was also near our new jobs that Arial did not need to know about at the time. I found Bella a scared little girl who had not left her home, unless in the company of her mother, for a very a long time.

Jack and I made it our mission to make sure she was never scared of life again. Arial was much more advanced by that point than Bella but helped her out and brought her along quickly. I will never forget the day they were sparring and Arial made a rookie mistake, allowing Bella to slip a jab inside her guard and knock Arial to the ground. Afterwards, in private, I asked Arial why she had made such a stupid mistake.

She told me Bella needed to feel strong. If taking a punch would help her confidence then that is what she would do.

I have always loved and been proud of Arial but I believe I was prouder of her in that moment than I ever had been. Jack and I didn’t fight often but one of the worst arguments we ever had was about his decision to ask Bella to become involved with this. We didn’t make love for four days. I did not want her involved. Jack was convinced she was the only one who could pull this off. Jack was right, she did pull it off and I was right because not only had she been nearly killed, she was still being hunted.

If I could only get within that vampire’s line of sight, I could take her out with one shot. No dog whistle needed. I just wasn’t sure where to set the trap and now that she was apparently building an army, which added new variables to this problem. Jack wasn’t convinced it was the red headed vampire behind it. How stupid could he be? Okay, at times he could be stupid, but his body, the way he moved, his eyes, watching him kill was so damn hot that I overlooked a little lack of intelligence now and then. From what I have heard discussed in the Cullen house thanks to the bugs we planted while they were gone, the Volturi are strong and vicious. They didn’t need an army of newborns. They could take what they wanted. They could have tried to take Bella in Italy. Instead they let her go, hoping she would voluntarily change. No way they would turn around this quickly and form an army. Anyone who even considered that a possibility was completely stupid, i.e. my husband and Connolly.

Angela was glad for the opportunity to get out, I suppose. She was often agitated when Bella was not around her. I could understand seeing as how this week alone Bella was nearly ran off the road by a vampire and one had its cold dead hands around her neck and she is lucky to be alive. That reminds me to let Jack know there will be no blowjobs for at least a month. Of all the idiotic things to leave Bella with Jasper as protection. I didn’t trust Jasper. I didn’t trust any of them, but Jasper was too good at controlling his thoughts. I believe he genuinely wanted to protect his family and would help us because of that alone. However if I were him and I saw a chance for Bella to be turned into a vampire through no fault of my own I would let it happen. If Bella were a vampire, we would be needing their expertise in dealing with her. We would need them and that would put them in a greater bargaining position. Jasper seems like a smart vampire. He is a strategist like I am. It would be a good move for him if she happened to be bitten through an attack he and his family couldn’t be blamed for. That was why we could not trust him.

The grocery store was not crowded. Hawk of course decided to come, safety in numbers he says, even though he knows I can and have kicked his ass on several occasions.

Angela was laughing, having a good time and telling me about her favorite dishes when we turned a corner and saw him.

The good Reverend.

“Dad?”

Weber took a quick look at Angela and told her she looked like a whore and to find a different last name to use. Then he took a look at me and a longer look at Dan and ran off.

Angela to her credit did not cry, simply shrugged her shoulders and told me she expected something like what happened if she saw him again. I read her mind and saw she was devastated though.

Jack texted me when we got home and said he, Arial and Bella would be sparring outside behind Charlie’s to get some fresh air, so he would be late.

Like I said, it had been a nice evening. Weber changed that. Angela was upset and crying silently in her room but I could still hear her. Arial would find her upset and tell Bella who would find out what happened and be upset. She probably would not react well. She may beat Weber to death. I mean that literally. On top of all the other shit we had to deal with, covering up the death of a local civic leader was a headache we didn’t need.

Of course a suicide could be quick and easy. It was well known his daughter had announced she was gay and he kicked her out. A guilty conscience? A nice suicide letter apologizing to Angela so she wouldn’t feel guilty.

It was time for the Shadow to come out and play.

“Dan when Arial and Jack get home, you and I have business to attend to.”

“Weber?”

“Who else?”

“Excellent. Are we going to kill him?”

“Maybe. I suppose we shall see how well he cooperates. If he doesn’t then yes, we will kill him.”

“I’ll type out a couple suicide notes and you can pick the one you like.”

Jack and Arial arrived home, and I explained to Arial that I did not want Bella to know about Angela being upset. I explained to Jack that Hawk and I would be taking a stroll around two AM and he needed to stay and protect the girls.

“Why can’t I come with you and Hawk stay here?” he whined. He had a cute whine, but it was still whining.

“I need Hawk’s strength.” I told him. Jack was strong but only Hawk could pull this off.

“Happy hunting dear.”

At two AM, I stood outside of Weber’s house, dressed completely in black, including a black mask. I really needed to cut my hair. It isn’t easy containing this much hair in a black ski mask.

“Wait in front of the door. I will only be five minutes. Maybe less.” I told Hawk.

It was a nice two story house, nothing special, but quaint. From what I had read in Angela’s thoughts I had a fairly good idea of the layout. A quick look around the outside made it obvious there was no alarm, not that it would have made a difference.

I jimmied the back window and entered quietly. When I wanted to be silent, no one could hear me. Okay Jack could, but that was only when he got lucky and heard a board squeak that I had not anticipated. I took my time, checking the house. The children were asleep, Angela’s room, to my great annoyance, was empty. The bastard had removed her bed and all furniture. There were also no photos of her anywhere in the house.

Yes, Reverend Weber may have a guilty conscience and commit suicide tonight.

Slipping into his room I took the two syringes from my pocket. His wife slept on her back, and it was simple matter to slip the needle into her vein on her wrist and inject. She jerked slightly but I am very good at doing this. She would be out for the next six hours at least.

Weber though, I stuck the needle directly into his neck. He woke with a start but I quickly clamped his jaw shut. His eyes showed panic for a brief moment and then he was out again, for the next hour at least. Walking down the stairs I opened the front door and waited for Hawk to bring him down.

45 minutes later we were on the cliff Bella had decided to jump from the day she was kidnapped and taken to Italy.

Weber was hung upside down, held by his ankle as Hawk held him over the edge. I tossed a few pebbles at his head and he finally woke. Of course he screamed when he saw the water directly below him. I pulled off my mask and knelt a few feet away from him, safely on the cliff’s edge but close enough that even in the darkness he could see my eyes.

“Hello Reverend. Quite a sight to wake up to isn’t it? Even in the darkness those waves pounding against the rocks below look fairly strong. Its sounds like a meat grinder down there. Someone in as poor of physical condition as you are would never make it to shore, assuming you didn’t land head first on a rock. Tell me, does suicide sound like a nice way to spend your evening?”

“Get me away from here! Pull me back!”

“No.”

“Please!”

“No.”

“Why? Who are you? What have I done to you? What do you want?!”

“We are going to come to an understanding tonight. You have not been behaving in an appropriate manner. Bella has considered ruining your life. I prefer a simpler method. You are a piece of shit bigot and you called your daughter a whore tonight. I believe you deserve to die. I have killed men for lesser offenses than the one you committed tonight. Do you believe me?”

I suppose his eyes adjusted to the darkness and being held upside down.

“You are the one my daughter is living with.” he said quietly.

“Don’t call her your daughter. You lost that right. My name is Sasha Webb. I am the woman responsible for taking you from your home tonight. The man who is holding you by the ankle and whose shoulder I am sure is getting very sore is my friend Dan. It took me five minutes to steal you away in the dead of the night. I was taking my time. Something to think about if I decide to let you live tonight. It was that easy for me to reach out and take you. I can find you anywhere at any time and end your pathetic existence. Now if I ask my friend Dan to bring you back to solid ground with us, are you going to behave or make me kill you?”

“Please just pull me back. Please!”

“Dan.”

Dan swung Weber by his ankle and dropped him on his head to the rocky top of the cliff.

He rolled into a fetal position for a moment. I had no time. I was pregnant and needed my sleep. I also had the destruction of a newborn army of vampires to arrange and then continue thinking of solutions to the Italian problem.

I slapped him.

“Pay attention and stop crying you sniveling bastard. If I decide to kill you tonight at least take it like someone with a hint of bravery in your black cowardly soul. Do I have your attention?”

“Yes. You can’t get away…”

“Yes I can and you know it. I have a license to kill I suppose you could say. Now let’s talk. I’m sorry, that is not what I meant. I will talk and you are going to listen. Are you listening?

He nodded his head quickly. Good, I needed his undivided attention, to decide if he lived or died.

“I have killed many, many people. So has Mr. Hawk. We both know how to cause extreme pain before death. Do you believe me?”

Another quick nod.

“Answer me, out loud!”

“Yes. Yes I believe you.”

“I gutted a man once and wrapped his intestines around his neck and used them to strangle him. Do you believe me?”

“Yes!”

“You will believe anything won’t you? That is taking it a bit far, even for me. But everything I said before that was true. Hawk was actually the one who strangled the man with his own intestines. I happened to see and vomited. It was truly disgusting but funny in a way. Can you see the humor in it?”

“No. Please don’t do that to me.”

“You may die here tonight. I haven’t decided yet. I want you to think about your sins right now. Think about every sin you are going to have to answer to your God for. Are you thinking about them?”

“Yes.”

I listened in and he was indeed thinking about his sins.

“You are having an affair with Jessica’s mother? Not very nice Weber. Very unchristian like. Isn’t adultery a sin?”

“How did you know that?”

“Keep thinking about your sins!”

I listened in again. Oh my, he was entertaining.

“You denounced your daughter for being gay? You think the experimentation you had in college with Brent was just harmless fun? Boys being boys? What about wearing your mother’s clothes when you were a boy? Very naughty, Reverend. You are what is commonly called a cross dressing bisexual.”

“My God, what are you?”

“I am vengeance, reckoning, justice… you get the idea. Actually I’m just a pissed off woman who cares about your daughter and listened to her cry tonight after you told her she looked like a whore. Your life ended at that moment. Did you know that? A simple statement in a grocery store aisle to a girl who loved you once and probably still does despite what you have done, ended your life. I need a reason. A very good reason, because right now I can’t think of one reason not to kill you. Hawk, can you think of a reason?”

“I’m wondering why I haven’t dropped this asshole off the cliff already. It’s getting chilly out here.”

“Hear that, Weber? Dan is getting cold. He hates cold weather. It puts him in quite the bad mood. Now have you come up with a reason why I shouldn’t kill you?”

“Please don’t.”

“Please don’t is not a fucking reason.”

I slapped him. Hard.

“Try again!”

“I have children!”

“Who would be better off without you. What will you do if another one tells you he is gay? Move the furniture out of his room as well?”

“No! No I wouldn’t. I will take Angela back, I swear!”

“Take her back? No, she stays with us. She will be where she is loved and not judged by a hypocrite like you. But…”

“But what? I’ll do anything!”

“If I let you live, you are going to come over tomorrow evening and apologize to Angela for calling her a whore and kicking her out. You are going to get on your knees if you have to, begging for her forgiveness. I will be listening. I can hear everything. If you are not sincere, I bring you back out here, or perhaps I hang you from a noose in the woods. You can have an alarm installed on your house, metal bars placed in your windows, it doesn’t matter. There is no place I cannot get into. Angela will stay with us. You will tell her you accept her and she is welcome to come anytime to visit her mother and brothers. You are going to give a sermon this Sunday about everyone’s right to love who they want to love; homosexuality is not a sin. If you don’t do this, you die. Do you understand me?”

“Yes. I will do whatever you want.”

“For a man who believes in Heaven you are certainly afraid of death aren’t you? Buy new furniture for her room. She should not see that you emptied her room. That was cold and horrible of you. Put the photos of her back on the walls. She will want to visit her mother and brothers and should not feel like an outcast. I still think I should kill you. I really want to take my blade and rip your stomach open. Just like a zipper and your guts fall out. What do you think Dan?”

“I think it’s cold and raining and I would like to toss this fucker over the side so we can get out of here. It’s late and I need my beauty sleep. Looking this damn good doesn’t come easy.”

“What do you think Weber? Are you going to be a good little servant of the Lord or face his judgement?”

“I will be good. I will apologize I swear to you! I just want to live!”

“Then I guess we will take you home. I’m disappointed. I hoped you had a bit of backbone and would say something to piss me off. I haven’t killed anyone in… how long has it been Dan?”

“Seven months and 16 days. It’s been a dry spell for us.”

“Oh well. I suppose we will have to wait a bit longer. A word of this to anyone, especially Angela, and you will see me again. I’m glad we had this talk. Make sure you never forget it. Stand up and walk down the path. We will take you home. Make a sudden move or a sound and Dan breaks every finger on your right hand. If he is forced to do this you will tell everyone you slammed your hand in a car door.”

Weber said nothing so I suppose he understood.

It turned out to be a nice evening after all.

Connolly

“I can’t believe that motherfucker thinks he has a chance with Bella.”

“Charlie, you are going to have to be a bit more specific on which motherfucker you are talking about.” The girl had more than one which was fucked up.

“Oh… I meant Edward Cullen. Jake is turning into a huge disappointment too. I just don’t get it.”

“You have a hot daughter who has sex with other women. She is every teenage boys dream, plus she played Jake even better than Edward. Of course with Edward, I have no idea. I suspect he is probably psychotic, or maybe he was just stupid when he was turned into a vampire and it carried over.”

“And now that fucker is going to be stalking my daughter for the rest of her life.”

“No, he won’t Charlie. I’ll kill him. I promise.” I assured him. Sasha and Jack may be better at handling assets but nobody could kill like me. Edward being a vampire meant I could take his head as a trophy and mount it to my wall. That alone was all the motivation I needed.

“I thought Jack made an agreement with Jasper that his so called family would be safe.”

“Jack did make an agreement. I never agreed to anything. We will use them while we need them but no worries, I plan to kill Edward. I am hoping to mount his sparkly head on my wall. I wonder if his eyes will be twitching still or will they just glaze over. What do you think Charlie?”

Jack made an agreement. I didn’t spend six years as Jack’s commanding officer so he could tell me who I could and couldn’t kill now. That was our deal when I joined his freak agency. I work with him, not for him.

Of course Jack was always the more sensible of us. I made the decision and he explained why it was a bad decision. He was the Yin to my Yang. That’s why I didn’t kill Edward Cullen the first time I saw him. Jack said we needed him. What I needed to do was shove a fully auto M4 up his sparkling ass and pull the trigger. Instead I was an honorary Fork’s volunteer deputy or officer or whatever they are called in backwoods towns like these. Constable? No that sounds English.

Yeah, defintely English.

I think. No, I have seen Constables in Texas, but I think…

I really need to find somebody or something to kill.

“I don’t really know if his eyes would still move Jason.”

“What?”

“You asked if I thought Edward’s eyes would still move if you mounted…”

“Oh yeah, yeah, sorry. I kinda get lost in my own world sometimes.”

A world of sex, guns and beer, the order of importance depending on my mood but all three at once is the preferred choice.

“Charlie, I’ve been patrolling with you for what? A few weeks now?”

“You’ve been my bodyguard for a few weeks now.” he said and laughed a little.

“Okay, but I didn’t want to say it. How long have you been doing this? Being a cop here?”

“About twenty years.”

“Is it always so fucking boring? Don’t lumberjacks ever attack each other with axes, maybe some skin head gang activity, anything?”

“Besides vampires slaughtering people?” he asked. I think he was trying to be ironic.

“Exactly! Anything besides that? I’ve been at work with you for a few weeks and haven’t gotten to so much as see a perp much less hit one, or one could only hope, shoot somebody.”

“Uh… no. It’s a pretty quiet community. Good people who mostly keep to themselves, raise good kids, work honest jobs. That’s about it.”

“How the fuck can you stand it Charlie?”

I had to know. This life had to be hell, right?

“I like it here. It’s home.”

“You carry a gun every single day and don’t get to use it. Your 18 year old daughter has fired a few hundred thousand more rounds in the last three years than you have your entire career. How can you carry a gun every day and not use it? To me that is the same as a fine ass woman shoving her tits in my face all day and saying don’t touch. Don’t lick, don’t bite, don’t even think about licking or biting. Damn Charlie, I would have used that gun on myself by now if that was the case.”

“Some might say I have been lucky to never have to use my gun. Life isn’t all about action Jason.”

“No it isn’t, for people that aren’t getting any action. You need a little excitement in your life Charlie.”

He didn’t seem to agree. I’m trying to be a life coach right now and he looks doubtful on my advice.

“My daughter is a spy sent to live with me so she could infiltrate vampires and werewolves and is now being hunted by one. She was nearly killed by one! Twice! She also got kidnapped and taken to Italy into a damn vampire lair!”

And there is my point. Maybe he will get it now.

“Exactly! She has been having the time of her life. You need to live a little yourself!”

I should be a motivational speaker. Sasha says it isn’t a good idea and I told her she didn’t know everything. She reminded me that she did. Bitch. I swear to God if she kicks me in the nuts one more time when we are sparring, I am going to beat up her husband.

“You think she has been having fun? Kidnapped, life in constant danger, living a lie, being hunted like an animal?”

“Does she look unhappy to you?”

“No, I guess not. Honestly, this is the most relaxed I have ever seen her.” Charlie admitted.

“Exactly. She is living the dream Charlie. Getting laid, fighting the bad guys, street racing, partying, Charlie, I know you don’t like to hear this but she was born for this life. If she was ten years older and straight, I promise you I would be your son in law.”

“Thanks… I think?”

“Hold on a second.” I sent a quick text to Ty and told him to stop watching Scandal and listen in to the Cullens.

A few minutes later he texted me what I wanted to know.

“Hey Charlie, you want to have some fun?”

“You want to go shooting? We can go to the range behind the station.”

“Nah, I was thinking more like blowing some shit up. Let’s stop by my place and then we can head to the Cullen’s. They are having one of their family feeding times. It’s usually a few hours till they arrive back. They left thirty minutes ago.”

“Jason, I’m working. I can’t just leave…”

“Charlie you said it yourself. Nothing happens in this damn town and it will continue not to happen whether you are here or there.”

“Yeah but, a bomb? What the hell?”

“Eddie got a new Volvo.” I told him.

There is that smile I wanted to see.

Thirty minutes later we had parked half a mile away from the Cullen’s place. I had my com directly linked to Ty so Jack wouldn’t hear this. This was one of those things he likes to tear apart and tell me how stupid this is or reckless or yada yada yada.

“Charlie, take off your shirt.”

“What?”

“Just your top shirt. You got a black tee under it don’t you? Your badge is shiny and can give away our position. Also take those cuffs and other crap off your belt. Makes too much noise when we move. Just keep your gun on you. You got the right gun? In case we get caught we may have to fight our way out. No extraction plan on this mission. We go in fast and silent, do the job then wait for the right time.”

I decided to forego the ignition switch I originally desired. I didn’t know if Eddie might inhale some fire and burn himself up. While I didn’t particularly care, Sasha would give me hell about it.

We took off at a pretty good pace, until I had to slow down. Charlie was breathing heavy and making a shit ton of noise. His name was not Dante. Dante could stuff twenty pounds of C4 in your pants and you wouldn’t know he had been there till your dick was blown off. He was a sneaky motherfucker.

“Jesus Charlie, keep it quiet man. You need to start going on those runs with your girl. How the hell can you chase down a perp if you can’t jog for five minutes without sounding like a broken vacuum cleaner?”

“I don’t have to chase perps. I told you…”

“Stop talking and catch your breath, man. You are too young to be this out of shape. The body is a machine. It needs maintenance to run at peak performance.”

“Yeah, I’ll work on that. How much farther?”

“About a quarter mile. You need a walking cane or should I carry you?”

“No, I’m good.”

“I hope so. We have a mission window of about ten minutes by Ty’s estimation. We need to make this happen quick.”

I continued to move and he continued to follow me like a bull in a china shop. I gave up and figured this was going to be as quiet as he could be.

We reached the garage easily enough. Those fuckers could smell our scent when they got back but it wouldn’t matter.

The fucker left his Volvo parked out front. That will make things easier. Meant I wouldn’t have to blow up the whole garage, not that I had a problem with that. I tossed my backpack to Charlie and slid under the chassis.

“Charlie, give me the C4.”

“The clay looking stuff?”

Do not sigh. He doesn’t know.

“Yeah, the clay looking stuff.”

Charlie knelt down and handed me two packages.

“Unwrap it for me! Also give me three.”

Thirty seconds later, twenty seconds too long, I had what I needed.

“Get under here with me Charlie and bring the backpack.”

Charlie slid under the car and I noticed he was sweating.

“What the hell are you so nervous about man?”

“Uh, maybe because I’m inches from a lot of explosives?”

“This shit isn’t dangerous until I make it dangerous. Now pay attention. I molded the clay around the front axle and back axel. This one is going just under the transmission. The biggest amount of C 4 goes in the middle of the car or as close as possible. I could set it on top of the tranny but it won’t lift the car in the air as pretty. This way the bitch will be ripped apart and with just a little luck the axle will fly into the garage or house and do some secondary damage.”

“Okay. So how does this… stuff, go off?”

“Take the metal rods out of the bag. About 5 inches long. Stick two into the front package and two in the middle. I got the back.”

“You want me to do it?”

“Charlie stick the rods into the fucking clay. About an inch in and do it now. Mission window is closing. They could be back in an hour or ten seconds, now move!”

If this guy ever goes on a vacation to the Middle East, he may as well cut his own head off and save the terrorists the trouble.

“This is so dumb. This is so idiotic. I shouldn’t be doing this. This is irresponsible.”

Charlie was starting to get on my nerves.

“Charlie, if you want to quit say the word and we are out of here.”

Charlie didn’t hesitate.

“Hell no. My rods are in, what next?”

“Good man. Attach these wires to the rods. Just wrapped them around tightly using the slight notch in the back of the rods. Then I attach the wires to the box I have in my hand.”

Charlie did as he was told. Good man. I was beginning to wonder if Bella got her skills from a grandpa or somethin and it skipped a generation. I placed the radio receiver on top of the tranny housing and we slid out. Time to go.

I let Charlie go first. He was still slow and noisy but he was snickering as well. Good, the guy needed to loosen up a bit. Bella and Arial did good taking out that 70s stache but he had a ways to go yet. Of course fucking your friend’s wife for the past decade is bound to make anyone uptight I suppose.

We reached the patrol car and I drove, taking us around the west side of the house.

Ty gave me the word. Guess who was back home?

I pulled into the drive, well away from the Volvo. Charlie stepped out. Of course the vampires did as well.

Edward moved right up to Charlie in half a second. To Charlie’s credit he didn’t flinch.

“Charlie what are you doing here? Is Bella alright?”

“No, she isn’t. She is being stalked by you. She is gay and is being stalked by you. She played you and you don’t seem to get this. You and your family help us fix this vampire problem you should have taken care of in that clearing and then leave.”

“Charlie I am sorry. I realize you don’t know a lot about vampires. There is such a thing as vampire mating. Once…”

Charlie hit the detonator. Edward closed his eyes. Damn that car went higher than the one Hawk blew up. I do good work.

“You blew up my new car, didn’t you?”

“Stay away from her Eddie or next time you will be in it. You know we have ways of killing you. My daughter is not going to be bothered by you. I don’t give a damn if you think she is a mate or girlfriend, or future wife, she can’t stand you. Jack agreed not to harm your family if you help. I made no such as agreement. This was your last warning old man.”

“I am 17.”

“You are 114 years old! She is 18! What kind of pervert are you? You are old enough to be her great grandfather easily. Stay away from her. By the way I saw the report from the school. Dildos in your locker Edward? You should be ashamed of yourself. Fucking pervert.”

“But I…”

Charlie got into the car. I winked at Edward and got us out of there. Halfway to the station, Charlie broke down in laughter.

“Tell me Charlie. Tell me that wasn’t fun.”

“You are right. I haven’t had that much fun in a long time.” he choked out, still laughing.

“Did you see how high that fucking car went?” he finally gasped out.

“Yeah Charlie, I did. Take a breath. Let’s clock out for the day and go have a beer.” he was still laughing and getting a bit hysterical. Reminded me of Bella’s psychotic laughing fit she had when Eddie left. These Swans have a difficult time keeping their joy in check.

“Yeah. Fuck work. Nothing ever happens anyway in this town. Hey, when he buys another one, we should blow that fucker up too! What about Carlisle’s Mercedes?”

“Calm down, Charlie. We don’t want to be predictable. Next time we will sneak in and place some small charges in his piano. I can set them to go off with a particular sound pitch. We can set up a webcam to watch but let’s give it a week or so.”

“Sounds good man. Hey, want to shoot a few rounds before we get drunk?”

“Yeah Charlie, we can do that.”

This man may have some hope after all.

Jasper

“Why did we have to come hunting together Jasper? I hunted yesterday. If this is some family bonding time I’m not interested.” Rose informed me.

“I asked us all out here because we need to have a family meeting.” I calmly explained. This shit had gotten beyond ridiculous and I had to put a stop to it before someone got killed and we found ourselves in a battle I could survive but they probably wouldn’t.

“You aren’t going to tell us anymore secrets you have been keeping are you Jasper? The last one was pretty big.”

“Carlisle you understood the situation and agreed that I made the right call.”

“You should have said something the moment you suspected Bella was having…” Edward started…

“Sex with females Edward?” I finished.

“Yes! She is my mate and she… I don’t…”

“Why are we here Jazz? I want to go shopping.” Alice whined.

“You always fucking shop! How many more clothes do you need? We are here because I want us all to come to an understanding and I don’t want humans hearing us!”

“Jasper, I think we would know if humans were close enough to hear us at home.” Esme said with a bit too much humor proving my suspicion that she is too naive about this whole situation.

“Jasper thinks you are naive, Esme.”

“Edward stay the fuck out of my head!”

“I can’t help it.”

“Yes you can! Now listen, those people stayed in Forks while we were gone. They have obviously planted listening devices in the house. I haven’t bothered looking because I guarantee we won’t be able to find them.”

“Webb told you this, Jasper?” Carlisle asked.

“No but it’s what I would have done and those humans are every bit as dangerous and smart,” smarter in Edwards case. You hear that Eddie? “as we are. Now it’s time we came to an understanding on some things. Things some of you need to accept. Edward let’s start with you. Bella is gay.”

“No, she isn’t.”

“Yes, she is.”

“She is my mate.”

“Static electricity. Just because you shocked her does not make her your mate. She has a girlfriend. I have a feeling she has had many girl… at least female friends before she ever came here. She isn’t the shy virgin she made you believe her to be. You saw her have sex with Angela on a beach in Florida! How do you not understand this!? How can you be so fucking stupid?!”

“Language, Jasper.” Esme reprimanded. That was annoying. I still needed to handle this gently though.

“Fuck my fucking language! Do you not understand everything has changed? Humans know about us, thanks to you Carlisle, insisting on being a doctor and having us pretend to go to high school time and time again. The game is up! I have done what I have done to try to protect us. There are billions of humans! They can and will kill our kind the same way Caius killed off all the Lycans in the world. But if you all do not accept that the Bella Swan you knew does not exist you will screw up all that I have worked for. Bella will kill you herself Edward. She fucking hates you. She feels disgust around you.”

“You can’t feel her emotions any more than I can read her mind.”

“I don’t have to feel, I just had to watch. If you weren’t so full of yourself you would have seen it too.”

“You are jealous. You have never wanted me to be happy and now that I have a mate…”

“She isn’t your mate you fucking idiot.” Rose helped out. “She is gay. Although I can see how you might be confused as to whether you have an actual penis or not, you are not a female.”

“Rose that is uncalled for. Bella is not gay, she is confused. The idea of two women… honestly how can two women even have sex? Sex is between an act of love between a man and a woman.” Edward said what he has talked himself into time and time again.

“Easy.” Emmett piped in.

“What is easy Emmett?” I probably didn’t want to now.

“Edward asked how women can have sex with other women. It’s pretty easy. I mean they pretty much eat each other out, you know they use their tongues on each other’s pussies Edward. You know what a pussy is? What is the word babe?”

“Vagina.” Rose clarified.

“Yeah, they use their tongues to lick each other’s vaginas Eddie. Also fingers are involved. Probably direct stimulation of the clitoris. You know that a clit is, right little brother?”

“Yes Emmett.” Edward answered with a sigh while pinching his eyebrows.

“Right, there is also playing with each other’s nipples and I would imagine women would be a lot more sensuous so probably rubbing, caressing, also scissoring is involved I’m sure.”

Okay I had to ask.

“What is scissoring Emmett?”

“When two girls kind wrap their legs together while laying across from each other. They rub their pussies against each other. Of course there are a lot of different positions, Bella could probably throw Angela on her back and lift her leg and just kind of grind her from above. I can’t really see Bella being on bottom but I saw Angela the other day and my God she is hot since her makeover. I can see it. They could also use a double ended dildo and both have it inserted while scissoring.”

“Don’t forget fingers. Lesbian lovers know each other’s g spots and probably know exactly how many fingers they can slide into their lover. There are also regular dildos like the ones that you keep in school Edward.” Rose pointed out.

“Those weren’t mine!”

“Your right, Rosie.” Emmet continued. Let’s not forget vibrators, nipple clamps and massagers that strap directly to a girl’s hand. You think she ties Angela up? I could see her doing that. I don’t think she would use a whip; she seems possessive but also protective. What do you think Rosie? The whole BDSM thing or maybe just like a sensual massage, slipping around a blow up swimming pool of oil and coating each other in it?” Emmett pondered while the rest of us just stared. Esme hadn’t moved in the last two minutes. Carlisle had his eyes closed and Alice was shaking her head. I was… turned on actually.

“I think they would probably be the pool type baby” Rose decided. “Thinking about it, I could see how women would probably be better sex partners for each other. They know exactly what the other woman is feeling, they never fake orgasms, why would they? Instead of having a guy just thrusting in and out they would take the time to savor their lover, taste her, caress her, and play her body like a violin. Plus they wouldn’t have to stop after their partner cums. They can keep going and going. Bella looks like she has a lot of endurance.”

“Babe, you aren’t going gay on me, are you?”

“Of course not Emmett. I was just thinking about Kate’s offer she made not long ago and you said you wouldn’t mind if you could watch…”

“That would be so awesome. Hey Edward, what did Bella and Angela do to each other on that beach?” Emmett asked.

“I didn’t watch!”

“Sure you didn’t perv.” Rose added.

“This is beside the point. Bella loves me! She came to Italy to save me! Tell him Alice!”

“Yeah Alice. Tell Edward what Bella told you when you explained Edward was going to ask for death.” I suggested.

“Jazz…”

“Tell him.”

“Alice? She said that?” Edward asked, I suppose in her head now.

“Tell us all, Alice.” Emmett ordered.

“She said it sounded… sorry Esme… she said it sounded like my fucking problem.”

“No! She was upset about us being apart and not handling it well! That’s why you calmed her, right Alice?” Eddie asked, still holding on.

“No Edward, she probably wasn’t… She seemed very calm. She was irritated at the wolf, something about him landing on her head while she was cliff diving. I took her because I didn’t want you to die. You are my brother. I love you. If I hadn’t have drugged her, she never would have come with me.”

“But she ran to save me. She ran right into me and told me to move back out of the sun.”

“She has a hard time with directions idiot. Jack told me. She didn’t run to save you; she ran to escape. They used that sound thing they all seem to have that hurts like hell so she could get away from Alice. Apparently, she zigged when she should have zagged and ran right into you. She was trying to escape, not save you. She told you to get out of the way. Jack let me listen to the whole tape.” I told him.

“No…”

“Edward, Jasper is right, she is not in love with you and she is not suffering a mental break down.” Carlisle said, finally helping.

“I still want her around. She is a wonderful person.” Esme said, blowing my mind.

“She will be around, okay? We just have to accept that she doesn’t want to be a vampire and she has a family. She does not see us as family. She and her family have one simple mission right now and that is to kill vampires. Right now, high on their list is the Volturi. I am trying to keep us off that list. Eddie, you have to lay off the mate shit.”

“I like her a lot better now that I know she isn’t some nerdy, shy, dork who wants to be a vampire and loves Edward.” Rose told us with way too much glee in her voice.

“Yes, except for one little problem Jasper. Now the Volturi want her turned or we are dead. How do you propose we protect the family from the Volturi?” Carlisle asked me. It was a valid question.

“We have to turn her.” Edward whispered.

“No! Damn it you fucking idiots!” I screamed.

Calm down.

“I’m sorry but if she is turned, we are dead. If she ain’t turned we have the element of surprise. Jack will make sure the wolves help and they have their own tricks and are getting more everyday I’m sure. Now the big question. Alice still has visions occasionally of Bella as a vampire. Which one of you has decided to turn her? Since Alice can’t see Bella very well, somebody must have decided or is thinking of a course of action that will lead to this. Whoever it is, speak now, so I can kick your ass.”

No one said a word. I didn’t feel any nervousness. Just curiosity.

“Alice what exactly have you seen?” I asked.

“I’ve told you Jasper, it’s just confusing images when it comes to her. I only get a glimpse. I saw her jump off the cliff, I saw her… since I met her, I had flashes of her being a vampire but they became stronger. The clearest vision I had was in Volterra. Something about being there set something in motion.”

“What did you see in Italy, Alice?”

“I saw Bella… she was pale and had red eyes. She is wearing a black jacket and black jeans. Her hair is long and a gorgeous reddish brown. She isn’t just pale; she is pale like us. There is no doubt she is a vampire. Edward is next to her. We are all there, I think. It’s an open field and snow is on the ground. In front of us… I think there are others but I see Aro, Caius and Marcus clearly. The guard is there but I’m not sure why. They are looking at… there is someone or something with Edward and Bella but I can’t see what or who it is. The vision changes, but it always seems to be the same theme. Someone is deciding or thinking of a course of action that will lead the Volturi here. I have no idea how Bella becomes a vampire but in every one of these visions no matter how much they change she looks the same. It isn’t me Jasper. I swore to you I wouldn’t turn her.”

“I believe you, Ally.” I did. Alice could be a lot of things but she never lied to me.

“We know it isn’t Edward that turns her if she is standing next to him. If he turns her, she will kill him when she wakes up.” Emmett pointed out.

“She would never!”

“Yes, she would!” we all shouted.

“Look let’s just keep watch okay? It is important that Bella not become a vampire. Apparently even if she does, something happens to bring the Volturi to our doorstep. Let’s focus on keeping her human. Can we all agree on that?”

Everyone nodded in agreement, even Edward. He would take more work but I wondered if it was too late.

Bella. Alice’s vision changes slightly but she is always a vampire. The Volturi are always there in a snow covered field.

If we haven’t made the decision to turn her or any decisions really, who is pondering a course of action that would lead the Volturi here? Could it be one of her own team?

Ten minutes later we were back at the house.

A minute after that Charlie Swan called Edward an old pervert and blew up his Volvo.

Two things became very clear to me as I watched that foreign piece of shit burn. One, Edward should not buy anymore Volvos. Two, I could not let Bella turn into a vampire. Nothing good could come of this.

Jake

“I love you Jake. I have just been scared. You are a strong, large werewolf and I am so small. I don’t want you to hurt me. I’ve only been with girls, and I am afraid of the pain when you fuck me.”

My Bella. Like I could ever hurt her.

“Bella, I promise to be gentle. I would never hurt you. I love you. We are meant to be together. I don’t mind that you like women too. You love me. If you want Angela or Arial to join us that is cool with me. I just want you happy. I am strong enough to handle however many girls you want to have sex with us. But I have to have you, I have this strong desire to claim you. Seeing that leech’s mark on you makes me insane.”

“Oh Jake, I want you to claim me. I want to be yours body and soul.”

I knew it. I knew she was just afraid, probably waiting for the right guy. She was waiting for me.

Why did my neck feel funny? It kind of tickled. Now it felt like I was shaving. Bella’s presence always got my body to respond but she never made my neck tingle.

Bella was gone.

Oh shit, I was dreaming.

And my neck still felt as if it was being… scraped? Scraped by something metal?

I opened my eyes and the metal was pressed quickly to my throat.

It was him. The one who watched us. The one who shot Jared.

“It’s you.” Dante. The creepy son of a bitch who always watched us and left greeting cards in our rooms while we slept.

“Yeah, it’s me. Want me to finish shaving you? I’ve had this knife against your throat for the last five minutes. For a werewolf, your senses aren’t very good. Or maybe it was that dream you were having.”

“What time is it?”

“Three AM.”

“Why are you here? Could you please take the knife away from my throat?”

“Of course.” he placed the knife in his lap and it was then I noticed he had gun in his other hand. For a handgun, it was pretty big.

“If you try to turn into a dog, I will cut your eyes out before you phase and then shoot you in the gut and see if you can heal before you bleed out. I am also going into your father’s bedroom and kill him. He is duct taped to his bed right now and a little freaked so you should probably check on him after our visit. As far as why I am here, we need to have a discussion. I plan to tell you a bedtime story.”

How the fuck did he get in here without me hearing?

“What story?”

“I’m glad you asked. We are both Native Americans. My tribe seems to be smarter than your tribe but that is the way of the world I suppose.”

“You betrayed us.”

“I betrayed no one. I am not of your tribe. As far as my friends I have shed and spilt blood with those men. They are my brothers, and my loyalty is to them. Are you ready to hear the story? Your tribe likes stories, right? You need me to light a fire on your room so we can sit around it during story time?”

“No, I’m good.” I told him. I wanted to kill him but honestly this guy scared the hell out of me.

“Good. Now this story is about a young wolf. This young wolf was strong and fast, full of energy and loved to have fun. He was supposed to be leader of the pack but because he didn’t like responsibility the young wolf turned it down and allowed another, stronger wolf to lead and be responsible for the pack. In short, the wolf was a lazy little bastard who didn’t like responsibility so he avoided it. You with me so far Jake?”

Who the fuck was this guy talking about?

“Yeah, I’m with you.” I lied.

“Now one day the wolf was running through the forest and saw a snake. She was a beautiful snake, long, sleek and dangerous. The wolf had never found any creature so attractive. The snake was venomous and he knew he should stay away, but for some reason he couldn’t. He had it in his head for whatever reason that this snake was who he was supposed to love for eternity. Of course being young and stupid the wolf had no idea what eternity was. The wolf tried everything to convince the snake that they should be together. The snake was simply not interested. The wolf just did not get it and wouldn’t take no for an answer. The snake eventually grew tired of the wolf and bit him. He died a slow agonizing death from the venom and the snake watched him die. The snake enjoyed it so much she began following his pack and killing them off, one by one. Do you know why the snake didn’t return the wolf’s love? There are two reasons, see if you can guess them.”

Huh. I don’t have a clue. If the wolf loved the snake that much the snake should have known that the wolf didn’t care she was a snake. Who else could love the snake as much as the wolf?

“I have no idea.” I admitted.

“Then let me tell you the reasons. The first reason is snakes and wolves don’t belong together. One is a deadly, silent predator and the other is a dog. The second reason is the snake is a lesbian and lesbian snakes don’t love wolves, or any other male animal.”

That would make sense. I doubt a wolf and snake could even have sex. Wait the snake is a lesbian? Did I miss that part?

“What exactly is the point of this story?”

Dante sighed. I knew the feeling. I don’t know why he is so frustrated. I’m the one who was woke up in the middle of a great dream with a knife to my throat.

“Bella is a lesbian. She doesn’t love you. I don’t think she even likes you very much. She used to think you were a sweet kid. A child. Now I am fairly certain she would kill you. I would do it if she asked. Do you realize I have been here for thirty minutes watching you sleep? Leave her alone, be nice and get it through your thick fucking skull that she is only ever going to be a friend if that. If you can’t get it through your head, I am going to use this gun to open your head up. Do we have an understanding?”

“She loves… Owww!”

Where the fuck did he get brass knuckles from? Right in the damn nose! That fucking hurt!

“You are an idiot who will die because of it. The snake is going to bite you and watch you die. I have to get to work. Sam and Embry are on patrol. I have been visiting the rest of the pack members and leaving greeting cards in their rooms while they sleep.”

“Why do you do that?”

“Just to remind you all that I can. Don’t forget to take the duct tape off of your father. Night, young wolf. Don’t dream about snakes any more.

That guy was so creepy.

Bella

Ahh Saturday morning. What the fuck? Where is she… oh yeah. She actually stayed at her new residence last night. I was alone. She needed to do homework and I was too distracting. It was fine, I was tired anyway last night from sparring with Arial. The two of us actually went after each other pretty hard. I bet her jaw is killing her today. I know my ribs are. The bitch knows they are sensitive since James broke them. Oh well, I suppose it was one way to toughen the area.

Despite the sparring and target practice, yesterday was actually quite boring. Arial went home with Jack; Angela was busy with homework of all fucking things on a Friday night. At least she would be available all weekend. I was bringing her here and keeping her tied to the bed. Maybe I should buy a blow up pool and fill it with massage oil. We could slide around together in it. That would be so hot.

Fuck it. I’m bored. Time to see what my back up is doing.

“Yo, what up Phoenix?”

“Morning Ty. You bored?”

“Yeah, I done caught up on Scandal. Ain’t shit on TV till later. What about you? Going to fuck your honey?”

“Yeah later. Want to hang out this morning?”

“Sure what you feel like doing?”

“How good are you with graffiti?”

“Not bad. I’m no street artist but I can make a few murals.”

“I was thinking we stop by that general store…”

“The Walmart wannabe?”

“Yeah. I need to pick up one of those blow up pools…”

“Gonna fill it with oil, aren’t you?”

“You know it.”

“Just be sure to shower good afterwards. Make sure every crevice is clean because if you leave some in certain spots it wears off and can cause some serious chafing.”

“Really?” It’s massage oil so it…”

“Bells, you gonna have to trust me on this.”

I just got a little sick.

“No problem. I also want to pick up some spray paint. I was thinking we head over to Weber’s church and spray paint a few rainbows on the building and gay pride over the front door.”

“Now that sounds like a plan. Be over in five.”

Yes, today would definitely be more exciting than yesterday.