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Prologue
Bella sat down on her couch with her morning cup of coffee and biscotti as she turned on the morning news. The final candidates for State Senator were in the process of being announced and it appeared our current Senator Aro Volturi was going to be running against a new comer to politics, Jasper Whitlock.
She almost choked on her biscotti when she saw my long lost twin sister, Rosalie standing up on the podium with him as he waved and smiled at the crowd. She always wondered what happened to her after she disappeared five years ago. She didn't even show up at their Mom's funeral three years ago.
Rose had always been a self-centered person. Nothing at all like Bella who always cared for everyone else before herself. She was a high maintenance woman who always went after the best of the best. She was the popular head cheerleader who all the boys doted on, while Bella was the quiet book worm who nobody paid attention to. Despite being identical twins, they were nothing alike.
Rose had always slept around on all her boyfriends and treated them as if they were beneath her. She came close to marriage once, but her fiancé, Emmett broke it off after he caught her in bed with one of his employees. That was when she went awl, fleeing the small town her family lived in there in Texas. Now it appears that she finally tied the knot with the charming, young and charismatic Jasper Whitlock. Bella wondered when that happened and was a little hurt that she wasn't invited to their wedding.
Emmett and Bella continued to stay in touch after his and Rosalie's break up. He was like an older brother and always stuck by her as a shoulder to cry on, a confidante, and always backed her up if things went wrong.
Bella was a journalist for the local TV station here in Texas. Emmett was actually her boss and was the one who hired her straight out of college when he and Rose began dating. She loved her job and always got great reviews. She couldn't picture doing anything else with her life and never planned to.
The front door to her small ranch house swung open and in walked a disheveled Emmett. He looked at her, then the TV, noticing what she was watching.
"Oh, good. So you have seen it." He said as he began to pace the length of her living room.
"Yeah, I just turned it on." She told him, dipping her biscotti into her coffee. "What you think about all this?"
"I think she's a gold diggin' whore who's probably just usin' him for his money and social status." He growled.
"You don't think she really loves him?" She asked, knowing Emmett was most likely right, but wanting to give her the benefit of the doubt. She was her sister, after all. She still couldn't believe how different they were.
Emmett laughed, shaking his head. "Love him? Rosalie? Yeah, that's only something that only would happen if the moon fell down on our asses! That devil of a woman doesn't love anyone but herself and ain't never will! Look at that smile." He said pointing to the television. Rose stood next to Jasper looking at him smiling. It would only take someone who knows her well enough like Emmett and I who have seen it enough to know that it was a forced, fake smile. "It's as fake and condescending as it's ever been! That bitch doesn't know what it's like to actually love someone."
She didn't comment, only wondered out loud, "Do you think he knows it's all fake?" she was letting him know that she did in fact agree with his observations.
"Who knows?" He mumbled.
They chatted about it for the next few minutes until she finished her coffee and biscotti, then left for the station.
A week later, she found herself in her study at the end of the hall. It was 11pm and she was working on a story about a local hero who rescued a young woman from an attempted rape. A knock of her front door got her attention. She stood to answer the door and picked up her cup of coffee. Who could that be at this time of night, she wondered. A man in a dark suit stood on her porch, his hat in his hands as a sign of respect.
"Hello, can I help you?" Bella asked, leaning on the side of the door.
"Yes, are you Isabella Swan?" He asked, looking up at her.
He was an older man with dark brown hair that was graying on the sides. His large brown eyes were friendly, but had obviously seen a lot in his life. He drove a black Lincoln Town car with tinted out windows to help keep the heat out and the Texas sun.
"Bella." She corrected, shaking his extended hand.
"My name is Felix Lovejoy. I am a federal agent for the CIA." He said introducing himself and flashing his badge. "Would it be okay if we go inside? I'm afraid we have a lot to talk about." He asked gesturing to the inside of her home.
"Of course." Bella answered, gesturing to the inside of her home towards the living room.
They took a seat across from each other with him on her couch and her in her chair diagonal to Bella.
"May I ask what this is about?" She asked curiously.
"I am going to cut straight to the point." Felix said, looking at Bella in the eye. "Your sister, Rosalie Whitlock was visiting Dallas when she crashed her rental car. The car exploded upon impact and she died instantly."
Bella gasped, raising a hand to her mouth. "Oh my God, does her husband know?"
"No ma'am and it needs to stay that way."
"Stay that way? Don't you think he is going to wonder why his wife doesn't come home when she is expected?" Bella argued.
"That's where you come in. You see, we have been informed by a reliable source that your sister and an unknown partner are planning on assassinating her husband before he has the chance to take office." Bella gasped. "We don't know who her partner is and we are worried that we won't be able to find out who it is in time, especially now that Rosalie is gone." He explained.
"And how am I supposed to help?" She asked.
"We need you to pose as your sister and help us solve this little mystery before it's too late. We have no proof, aside from the man who came forward, so we can't begin any investigation. I know this is a lot of pressure to put on you, but we could really use your help."
"Why doesn't this man who came forward help you? I'm nothing like my sister and I refuse to act the way she does and embarrass or humiliate myself. I have morals Mr. Lovejoy. The things my sister has always done are things I will not stoop so low to do!" Bella ranted.
"We aren't askin' you to do anything ya ain't comfortable doin'. We can't use our source because he was killed in a muggin' a few days ago. Please, Miss Swan. An innocent life is at stake. Not to mention a little girl who would become an orphan." He begged.
"A little girl? You mean my sister had a child? When?" Bella interrogated, her resolve wavering. She had a soft spot for children. She always wanted to be a mother and has dreamed about little girls and boys running around and playing together in the backyard.
"Her name is Katie. She is only three years old." Felix said running a hand through his short hair.
Bella took a deep breath, calming herself as she tried to ignore the images of this little girl growing up without her parents.
"If you don't expect me to act like my sister, than how do I explain the changes in my personality?" She asked calmly as she considered agreeing to Felix's proposal.
"We will call Mr. Whitlock and inform him that you were in an accident. He will assume that the near death incident made you appreciate what you have and change your attitude. It's not an unrealistic explanation."
Bella nodded to herself as she thought about everything and the impact that this would have on her life. "And if it becomes too much for me later on down the road?" She asked quietly.
"We will fake your death and pull you out of there. We will go at your pace with this and will continue to do so the entire time you are undercover." He bargained.
She took a deep breath, preparing herself for her answer. "OK. I'll do it on one condition."
"And what is that?" Felix asked skeptically.
"My friend and boss, Emmett McCarty will be aware of everything. I will not put him through mourning my disappearance or death. He deserves better than that." Bella demanded. "Do we have a deal?"
Felix let out a long sigh. "We have a deal."
A/N: So what do you guys think? This is my first 'All Human' story based on Sandra Brown's 'Mirror Image'. I tweaked it and added my own ideas, but has the same idea, adding Stephanie Meyer's characters from Twilight.
If you have any questions or comments, feel free to post them in my reviews and I will answer them in my next Author's Note.
Also, I am now accepting Twilight stories to Beta. I will accept any Jasper/any female leads or Bella/selected male leads. I will also agree to others, depending on the main characters. PM me for any details!
Bella'Xo