Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Human Strikes Back

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 27:

JPOV

Thank the Lord I’m back in Texas! I grew fond of Forks but it was just too damn cold and wet. I can’t imagine anyone outside of an Ewok wanting to live there. It was good to be home. Currently we were looking at flooring for an upstairs bedroom online. I wanted to work on the Bikes but noooo…. Bella says we have to make the house look nice for our visitors. What the hell? Its not like they are staying here. I’m putting them up and the Galvan, which is not only one of the oldest and nicest hotels in Galveston it’s also the most haunted. Should be perfect for a bunch of werewolves and vampires.

Bella gave us a break and we decided to go to Big Amos Bar B Q for lunch. I had ribs since I hadn’t had any since before Christmas and Bella had their Shrimp Po Boy. The Winter Texans were leaving and the tourists hadn’t quite come in so the place was pretty quiet. After this we went back home to await the arrival of our new washer and dryer. Now this is the life. I used to hate doing things like this. But with Bella everything seems like fun. I wish I could have kept that positive attitude.

The units were delivered and set in our garage. Now the task of taking the old units out began. I attempted to turn off the water valves while Bella told me how to do it. Yep the Klutz told me how to turn off a water valve. Unfortunately one valve would not turn due to rust buildup and the other turned entirely too easy. The valves would have to be replaced. Bella began complaining that she had dirty clothes that needed to get cleaned.

I decided that I could pinch off the hoses by hand and attach them to the new Washer. I pinched off the hot water hose. I unscrewed it. I had Bella hold the pinched-off line while I maneuvered the old machine out of the way and placed the new machine in its spot. I went to attempt to put the hot water hose on the new washer. Bella neglected to tell me her hand was getting tired and the hose became unpinched blasting hot water at my face. I yelled in surprise, she yelled in surprise. The hose popped back and soaked her. She screamed again. I attempted to grab the hose and got soaked. I then pinched the hose with one hand and at that time she let go of the cold water line soaking me further.

I told her to drop the lines and run to the front yard and turn the main water valve to the house off. She ran out there and I finally got both hoses pinched again. She came back and said the valve was broken there too and wouldn’t close. She attempted to screw on the hoses to the machine while I held them. Water got through occasionally and blasted her in the face from around the coupling.

After fighting this for 30 minutes and standing in two inches of water we finally got the flow controlled and the hoses hooked up. She looked like a drowned mouse. I looked like a drowned idiot. I swear the fight with the Volturi was much smoother. We stared at each other with what the fuck faces. She began to laugh. She is too cute when she is like this. I carried her straight to the shower. This is what life with Bella is. Never a dull moment.

BPOV

I love my idiot. I don’t know why he made such a mess of the washer dryer change out but he seems to think it is my fault. I let him think that so his ego doesn’t get hurt. I don’t know what he would do if he without me. They say Navy Seals are more comfortable in the water than anywhere else. Maybe he wanted to be comfortable in our garage.

JPOV

The next morning we woke up and did a ten mile run. Bella was into Yoga today so we went through our stretches on the beach as the sun came up. We then suited up and went surfing. After that it was breakfast at Fisherman’s wharf so Bella could see the shrimp boats leave. We were becoming reacquainted with Island life. Bella didn’t feel like writing today and I certainly didn’t feel like doing anymore house work so we took the bikes to the Bolivar Ferry for a ride to the lighthouse.

On the Ferry Bella decided to break out a secret stash of bread she had kept in her backpack and began feeding the seagulls. Bella though it would be cute to toss the bread over my head so the birds could sweep over my head to catch the bread. “Jason look up the birds are right over you! Aren’t they pretty?” I looked up at a flock of about 50 birds locked in a life or death struggle for Mrs. Baird’s Bread and felt the first of many wet drops on my face. I wiped my face with my face and sure enough it was white. Bird shit. “Bella please stop.” “Why?”

Several more drops hit my face and hair as I looked at her. She finally caught on when she realized I was quickly resembling a snowman. A ride back to home and a long shower later (I felt kinda violated. You get shit on for 5 minutes and see how you feel) and we had a long discussion about why we don’t feed birds over people’s heads. Bella didn’t get it.

BPOV

I really don’t understand why he was upset. I helped him wash his hair. He thinks I didn’t understand what I was doing. Nobody blames me for a plumbing disaster and gets away with it.

JPOV

Life continued on dad by day and we quickly settled back into our routine. Running, calisthenics, Yoga or Tai chi followed by surfing in the morning. We had heard nothing from work and I assumed this was a good thing. I was told I wouldn’t be bothered until at least after the wedding.

In the afternoons Bella would write and I would work on a home project or on the Bikes or the Camaro. Early evening found us cuddled on the couch talking about meaningless things and either reading or watching a mindless TV show. We had both become quickly addicted to American Pickers.

Night time was different each night. Sometimes we would fish from the piers. I loved seeing Bella fish. Not because she was any good at it but the way she looked. She never failed to wear the rattiest shorts she could find and a t shirt hanging out and old sneakers with her hair up in a pony tail. She was comfortable and gorgeous.

This is what I loved about her. No putting on airs. No girly shit. Just me and Bella together. I could see her doing this with our daughter one day with both of them dressed the same way. I also loved the look of concentration when she hooked a shrimp or a piece of squid to the big hooks and cast it into the waves.

Sometimes we would walk the Strand historic district at night. It was quiet this time of year so it didn’t have the festive atmosphere it did all summer. Of course baseball started soon and that would take a lot of time in the evenings.

Before I knew it the weekend the Bridal Party was supposed to be in town arrived. We were sitting at home having dinner that Bella and I had cooked together since neither of us wanted to argue over whose turn it was when we heard a knock on the door. I checked the front door cam and saw a man and woman. They both were young and attractive. I didn’t recognize them and neither did Bella.

“Darlin why don’t you get our welcome stick and I will go answer the door.”

I grabbed my .40 I kept in the desk by the front door and screwed on the silencer. I opened the door standing at a side angle fighting stance with my gun hidden by my leg.

“Afternoon, can I help you.”

“Well that gun your hiding with your leg ain’t gonna help you son.” He said smirking at me.

“No but this wel.”l I heard Bella say as she rested the muzzle of the laser rifle on my shoulder inches from the vamps head.

“I told you just introduce yourself you fucking idiot.” The blonde female said with a southern accent.

“Sorry baby I just wanted to have a little fun.” The other said.

I could feel Bella getting pissed off behind me. How bout I blow your head off and the little misses can carry your sparkly ass out of here? Would that be fun?”

“Easy now darlin I just wanted to introduce myself. Jasper told me ya’ll wouldn’t be to kindly to strangers.”

“You know Jasper Cullen or Hale or whatever the fuck name he uses?”

“Yeah he’s my sire and brother. He’s also my mate Charlotte’s sire. He mentioned they were coming down tomorrow and thought we might want to come hang out. He thought we might like each other. “

“Yeah I think he mentioned you. You’re the red eyed vamps that only feed on criminals right?”

“That would be us.”

“Well hell come on in and lets figure out who has killed more bad guys between the two of us.”

“That okay with you Bella?”

“Sure I haven’t seen a vampire in a month. I figured something was wrong with me.”