Hey everybody, it's here, finally the sequel to 'Being Normal' is up and this story takes place three years in the future, if you've read 'The Gift', you got to meet a new character, Hunter MacDonald briefly, like one sentence, but he is important to this story. There is also a new villain to this story, but I'm not saying who, I really want to know who you think it will be. Anyways, reviews are always welcomed and don't forget to ENJOY!
The gray desk was starting to feel like home again. The desk was littered with paperwork that any almost-twenty year old would hate. I shifted the papers, trying to figure out what still needed to be filled out after I'd captured my latest killer.
I'd been chasing after this killer for more than a two years, almost three years. I checked the calender. Strike that, three years ago today, right after junior prom at Forks High School, in Forks Washington, I'd been forced to leave, to find the person who had killed so many.
Had it really been three years, three years since I'd left Forks. I looked at the calender, yes. Three years had passed since my life had become a different person. I'd taken on the identity of Macy Anderson.
That also meant leaving behind the man I loved. Edward Cullen and I had fallen in love during our junior year of high school. Something people would say was impossible, but we'd been so in love that he'd given me a promise ring, but my life wasn't one of a normal teenager, I was a special agent for the FBI, a fact that Edward found out when I collapsed after my partner, Victoria Smith, had been killed in a house fire that the Law-Man Killer, not that it was known at the time who'd set the fire, had set knowing she was an undercover agent. Even I didn't see what was coming.
At age fifteen, I'd been recruited for the FBI from one of my father's friends with the Seattle bureau. I'd been an undercover agent for two years on a few cases before being assigned to a cast that ended with me getting shot, a rouse to get me out of commission so that somebody could kill me. Me being shot might have lead to the best thing, a chance for me to have a normal life. Even though I already had my GED, my chief, Oswald Keller suggested that I attend high school, make new friends, meet and hang out with people my own age, that also included letting go a little bit, go to parties, he told me, I haven't drank since.
I attempted to be normal, I lived on my own, still getting a salary from the agency, keep me independent, my father had recently gotten re-married and I made a little time to see them, but after that first meeting, something wasn't right, I couldn't explain it, but my intuition tells me if something is wrong, and something was up with my step-mother, April Swan.
In the mean time, while I was recuperating in Forks, Seattle was seeing the worst serial killer in years. Media called him the Law-Man Killer.
Ah... now we get into the plot of the story, warning, many twists and turns ahead, it's almost impossible to follow, even I get confused thinking about it.
The Law-Man Killer, the person I'd been hunting for the last three years, along with Dom Harper acting as my husband Eric Anderson. I said that my partner was killed, or so the world thought, by the killer, well turns out that she'd faked her own death and the with the help of her mother, April Swan (see, my intuition is rarely off), and her husband, James Smith (and I'll tell you that this guy lived so far off the grid that Dom, who was a tech geek couldn't even find him) became the Law-Man Killer. April had been set to watch me, getting close to my family, make me trust her. James did most of the killings, as a coroner he could point fingers away from the three of them. Victoria did some killings as well, she was more concerned about getting to me.
Victoria had always thought of me as a baby, I was the youngest agent in the agency, and she often felt like she had to babysit me. She also thought that the agents where this force of good, so she would frame agents as the killers of the local law enforcement.
Then she used my father to get to me, she 'killed' my father. I was so sick over that, I didn't know yet that the killer was coming after me. Edward's father had tried to get into the morgue to see my father, but had gotten kicked out. James had been the one to call the death. I moved into Edwards at that point and stayed there for the remainer of the year.
It was one big party for my best friend Alice, who played dress up with me often, even dressing me for prom, which would turn out to be the worst night of my life. I'd had fun up until Edward dragged me outside, for a private dance. That's when everything came into play, everything came to a head and almost ended with the death of two of the most important men in my life, Edward and my father, whom I'd thought was dead, but really just kidnapped. April had made a lifelike sculpture of my father and James had been the one to call the death.
Victoria confronted me the night of junior prom, her husband James and her mother, April, who was dragging my father, where right there with her. She told me all about why she'd done it, and while she was distracted, I'd managed, with Edward's help, to get the gun out of James hand, I shot his leg, he went down and was currently awaiting trial. April had dropped my father and run, the agents that hadn't been drugged or knocked out at the prom had snatched her, my father was fine and living in Forks since then. Victoria was the only person who had gotten away, after three years of running from the law, Dom and I caught her and she's in prison awaiting a trial.
"Bella," Dom said. "Chief needs to talk, congrats."
I burrowed my eyebrows, what did that mean. I pushed my short brunette hair out of my face, ever since I had to chop it off, it stayed down, unless I was willing to really work on it and put it somehow up, it stayed down a lot. I hated how short it was, but I keep it this way since the wigs I wore did better with short hair under them. I looked at Dom with questions in my eyes. I opened my mouth to ask a question, but Dom stopped me.
"Don't ask, you'll see."
I nodded and headed to the office where my future hung in the balance.
"Bella," I heard, out of habit I ignored it. "Bella." A hand grabbed my shoulder.
"Shit," I twirled around and brought the person down to the ground.
"Sorry, Bella, didn't realize you where-" Hunter McDonald said. "Do you mind getting off me, sweetie."
I took a deep breath and realized what position I was in with a co-worker. I was on top of him, my arm just inches from hitting his face. I rolled off him and stood up, offering him my hand.
Hunter was cute, he had shaggy blond hair, he keep it the way most skateboarder guys did. He was tall, around six-four I'd guess. His eyes the bluest you'd ever seen. The kicker, he was around my age, twenty-three was what I'd been told. He'd helped a lot on the last case, he'd gotten really close to Victoria, but had to be pulled after his identity had been compromised. That had been two years ago and I hadn't meet him when they'd first brought him in, as I was already undercover.
"Sorry, still a bit jumpy and not use to my name."
"Should I call you Macy?"
"No, I'm just Bella, you got to keep your name on the assignment, someday when you get a new name, you'll understand how hard it is to change from one name to another."
He nodded and walked away from me. I had heard rumors that the kid wasn't up to par and that they wouldn't be letting him lose on his own yet. There was also talk that Hunter would be my new partner. Trust me when I say I'd begged for Dom, but he was partnered in every way with Ric Harper. Ric had changed his last name during my time under, when Dom and Ric had gotten married, while Dom had a few days of time off from the case. Dom still wouldn't be my partner and I hated that.
This meeting was probably about my new partner, dear god, not Hunter. He's still a wet dog, over eager to help and not that amazing. Then I realized that I sounded like Victoria.
"Chief," I said as I walked in his office.
"Bella, how is everything?"
"Good, sir."
"Great, here," he handed me an envelope. It had the seal of Dartmouth College on the front and said it was from the admissions office. "I hope I didn't over step my boundary by doing this, but Agent Harper told me that you wished to attend college, before you get to much older."
I opened the letter.
Dear Ms. Swan,
Dartmouth University would like to congratulate you on your acceptance...
I blinked, I'd never even applied.
"Congratulations," Keller said. I smiled. "So, you will be starting your first semester this fall. I won't call you in for any assignments for two years, enough time to get your bachelors. I'm also giving you a bonus so you can get your things for school."
I nodded, still at a lose for words. I left the room and went back to my desk. There was a bouquet of flowers sitting on my desk in a vase that says congratulations. I smiled, it was from Dom and Ric.
"Bella," Hunter came up behind me again, I jumped, again, when would I get use to the name Bella? "Congrats on Dartmouth."
"Did everybody know but me?"
"I'm pretty sure we did."
I smiled and Hunter left. That's when it hit me that I'd be going to college on a leave for two years and I wanted to jump for joy.
I hadn't realized how much I had to do, how much I had to buy. Along with getting everything ready, I had planned a trip home to see my father. I hadn't seen him in over three years. So I made a special trip on leave to go see him.
"Dad," I said as I saw him for the first time, I ran up and gave him a hug, holding on for all that I could. I had set through his funeral and now I had him back and I was so happy.
"Bells," he said. Normally he isn't an emotional guy, but today was a special occasion. Today he was crying, something that neither of us do often. "I've missed you."
"Dad, I love you. I don't say that often enough but it's true. Don't ever forget that," I cried.
"Bella, I love you so much. Don't you ever forget that. You are why I stayed alive during that horrid time with April."
After that, I declared that I would tell my father and mother how much I loved them every chance I could. We had a nice visit, something that I rarely had the opportunity to do. I could count on one hand how many times I'd visited with my father in the last five years. That was pretty sad.
My week only lasted so long. Then it was time to find out my cover story. I couldn't exactly tell my new school mates that I'd been an agent with the FBI.
"Bella," Dom said, he'd been put in charge of my cover story and helping me buy all my stuff. "You just ended an internship at the FBI. You took a few years off before college to focus on helping your father at the local level, but then this internship came up and you took it for the summer. Otherwise, you have the rest of your story. You have your associates, you graduated from high school at sixteen, you know. Just wing it."
I nodded and then it was off to shopping and shopping and more shopping. I'd never shopped so much in my entire life. I had everything I'd need for school, just from that one day of shopping. I'd never been so tired.
I had a fridge and not a mini one either, I had my sheets, posters, a microwave. Everything to make my room my home. I was just missing one thing. Edward Cullen. I didn't even know where he was going to school.
I sometimes wondered if Edward thought of me, if he cared about the girl that had chosen her career over him, if what we'd felt during junior year was just a fling. So many ifs, only on if was for sure, if I could go back, I wouldn't go undercover to find Tori, I'd leave that to Dom, but then I knew I wouldn't feel right about turning my back on something so important.
By late July, I heard who my roommate was. Erin Hart. I'd also been given a phone number, but I keep forgetting to call her. To admit it, I was really scared about meeting her, it meant that I was really doing this.
I keep training during the summer. Keller had told me I didn't have to, but I keep doing it, I would keep doing it during school. I'd be a frequent visitor to the gym. Dom had even said he'd come in once a month and fight with me.