Okay peeps, this came out in the middle of the writer's block I had the last three weeks, but when it was over you got the last smut filled chapter lol. I hope you like this it's a mystery adventure kinda romance so we'll see, I've never written anything like this so I hope you like it. Also if you don't like:

a) girl on girl action

b) rough kinky sex or

c) Bella sleepy around like a normal healthy adult…

Then Don't Read.

I plan on cussing like a sailor, and Bella will be bed hopping so... the M is for a reason!

If your cool with all that then EN-fucking-JOY!!!

Prologue

Rescue Me- Madonna

Fuck, it had all gone terribly wrong. Where the hell was everyone? I remember being at the bar and receiving a phone call…then blank. Now, I'm bound gagged and have no clue where I'm at. The air is thin and I think I'm in a car trunk or something although I can only hear crickets.

It was hard to believe that this shit all started only 6 weeks ago. That's when the call happened and the flowers… a week later the intern had been murdered instead of me. Though the F.B.I had done everything they could to protect me, I was stubborn and stupid and now here I fucking was..In the trunk of a fucking car.

That sick son of a bitch got me. That fucking stalker is going to kill me. The thing is he will probably get away with it because he works for the fucking white house. The guys should be here soon. I told myself trying to calm the fuck down and keep from hyperventilating and using up too much oxygen. Relax, Edward and Emmett will find me after all they are F.B.I. That's what they do. Right?

I started thinking about my captor again. Bastard, I'm just a radio journalist looking for the truth, but I guess in this day and age the truth will get you killed… and security clearance to the White House gives you a free pass for murder.

Chapter One

Hoochie Woman - Tori Amos

"This is Kristin coming to you live on a Sunday morning. I sure hope my fellow Bruins are enjoying last night's victory over U of Michigan. I know I am- here is a nice song from the 90's to help everyone's hang over from last nights victory celebrations. Then we'll be interviewing former White House Communications Director under former president Bill Clinton, and Host of his own Sunday morning show George Stephanopoulos." The opening riff of Supernova by Soundgarden came on. Kristin was none other than the Olympic peninsula's Bella Swan, but they didn't need to know that.

Bella had been clumsy and a danger magnet back in her small hometown but here, here she was a god. Or at least Kristin Kennedy was. Her alter ego existed to keep her life normal. She was a radio celebrity and those who worked with her had all signed confidentiality agreements for her protection. She was on the edge of a media mountain. Her first show, The Political Smoothie, had been in college. It had gotten the attention of the station manager in Seattle and he sent a tape of hers to the big guys in Chicago. The rest is history. Now she was a syndicated political talk show host and very few people knew her true identity. Hers was the highest rated show on the station, her demographic was 18-35 year olds of both sexes, and she was in negotiations with Sirius radio to jump ship to them. All sorts of rumors existed on the internet. Some of the funniest were that she was really a man and that she was hideously disfigured from an accident, and her favorite was that she was really Oprah's illegitimate love child.

Bella broke from her thoughts as the next song came on; it was Every Breath You Take by the Police. This song brought back memories. This morning's show would be easy. She and George's Wife Alexandra Wentworth had done a charity function a few years back and they had hit it off. When Ali introduced her to George it was like she had met her match.

They were like 3 peas in a pod after that and whenever she was in New York or DC, they hung out. After the interview she'd ask him for some help finishing the preparations for her interview with a rouge Bush administration aide who promised her some juicy information.

"Hey Kristin hun, line 4," the voice of Jasper her production assistant came through the speakers from the control booth.

"This is Kristin, what can I do for you?"

"It's more what I can do for you." The deep voice was raspy and almost menacing. It was this clown again, Bella decided to hit record before she continued her conversation.

"Well sexy tell me what can you do for me?" she tried to sound flirty but didn't think it was working.

"I can try not to kill you for starters," the voice seemed to enjoy the thought.

"So you're my secret admirer whose been sending me those lovely e-mails, look honey, I swear to god I had no idea she was your sister if I had I never would have gone down on her, how about we call it a truce?" This line had gotten her out of plenty of scrapes and an occasional threesome, but somehow this time she wasn't sure it was going to work.

"Look bitch don't play coy with me, you're tossing over some things in your little investigating that are best left untossed. "

"Look it's my job and the people have a right to whatever information I bring to them, who is this any way?"

"I am someone who knows who you are Bella Swan 4307 East Pike Boulevard Apartment 26-C, I also know all about that sweet mother of yours in that lovely suburban institution. I paid her a nice visit the other day, Renee says hi. I am also someone you don't want to get to know, because if you do it will be the last thing you do."

"Who the fuck is this, you son of a bitch?" Just like that the line was open. The threatening caller had hung up.

Bella looked around frantically. How the hell did that SOB know about her mother? Not even her bosses knew about Renee and the break down she had gone through when Charlie was killed.

"Jasper, who the fuck was that?"

"I don't know but this was just delivered and I'm not sure if you should open it," Bella looked at the long rectangular box, which appeared to be a flower box. The interns had now gathered around and they all looked at each other wondering if they should open it.

"Well on the upside if it were a bomb or weapon it wouldn't have made it through security..." Bella turned to look at Cindy.

"Well thank fucking christ for you being able to state the fucking obvious, Jasper put on a pre recorded show and let's see what's going on."

All the proper people had been notified of the call and the box was now hanging like an albatross in the room. As Bella rescheduled George for another day, Jasper called his brother-in-law to come over and take a look at things.

"George, thank you so much for understanding I am really kinda embarrassed about this but my producers insisted on calling the authorities."

"Listen Bella, Welcome to the big leagues, I understand completely. When I worked for Clinton I think I got about 4 death threats a month for the first year," George gave her a hug and made her promise to call Ali later that day.

He walked away and as the elevator opened for him to get in two extremely handsome men in dark suits and trench coats walked out. They both were impeccably dressed, but the smaller one's hair was unruly. The cooper brown locks had definitely been molested by the Chicago wind. The taller broader man had curly hair and seemed to be gelled into place.

Sex hair walked up to Jasper and myself giving me a dazzling grin and began speaking. "Fox Mulder FBI, you have an alien?" We busted up laughing and the tension in the room had dissipated a little. A hot babe and funny; plus and plus.

"Funny bro, you always walk into a room like that?" Jasper said as he hugged the very sexy man.

"Only when you're here and there is a beautiful woman in the room." He turned to Bella and flashed a dazzling smile her way.

"So sex hair or should I call you spooky? They let you out of the basement for this x-file or do you think a real crime is going on? " Bella was on point.

"God Jasper, you are right she is smart, beautiful, witty, and an X-Files fan. Not only is shea keeper, but I might shoot you for not introducing us before." He laughed and extended his hand, "I'm Edward Cullen, this is my partner, Agent Emmett McCarty, and yes I am with the FBI."

"Well Agent Cullen, can I still call you Fox? I mean it was a little fantasy of mine in college." They both began laughing hysterically until Emmett interrupted.

"He actually does prefer spooky and I prefer brunettes," Emmett said his eyes looked up and down over Bella's body and a whistle escaped his lips. "Hello nurse!"

"Seriously, you'll have to pardon my partner, his IQ drops a few points when in the presence of beauty." Agent Cullen winked at Bella and she blushed.

"Well good thing he isn't gay, or you two would never get any work done!" She winked back giving as good as she got.

Jasper cut in, "So ladies, are we going to address the death threats, the box, and the stalking, or would you rather just continue the foreplay and forget about the reason we're all here?"

I looked at Jasper annoyed, "Well, I guess…right this way people. Jasper can play the phone call for you and Irene can show you the e-mails. I'll have her print them out for you."

"Thank you, I assure you, all joking aside, we are on this." He reached for Bella's hand to reassure her, but she didn't feel particularly safe.

"Okay guys well I will leave you to your work, now if you'll excuse me I have to go call my girlfriend before she blows up my blackberry."

With that Bella stepped out of the room and both men looked at Jasper jaws dropped, mumbling in unison, "She's a lesbian?"

A/N: Please feed the review whore that I am and give me some feedback. I really want to shape this well and your feedback is greatly appreciated!