A/N This chapter has been re-submitted after being beta'ed!
Thanks a million to Melinda The Proud Bookworm my wonderful Beta for holding my hand and teaching me a thing or two about grammar
Disclaimer: As you know I don't own Twilight!
Chapter Two.
I pushed on the doors at the front of the building but they didn't budge. So I pushed a bit harder.
"Open up for god's sake," I muttered under my breath
"Um, you need to be buzzed in" a deep voice said from behind me. Scaring me so much that I squeaked loudly (yeah squeaked, I'm such a girl) and spun around so fast that I tripped, fell forwards and found myself face to chest with the sexist man I had ever seen.
He was massive, and I mean massive, well over 6 feet and build like a cage fighter, and most of all, gorgeous. He had dark closely cropped hair and the most amazing russet coloured skin. I stared up into his dark brown eyes and felt an embarrassing flush spread from my neck up onto my cheeks. I think my ears may even have blushed. He cleared his throat and I realised that I was still standing uncomfortably close to his chest, and boy what a chest it was.
I stepped back and attempted to speak but it seemed all the blood had rushed from my brain to another part of my body and I had lost the ability to speak. The man god smiled at me revealing the whitest, most perfect teeth imaginable.
"You must be Isabella Swan, I'm Jacob Black," He said as he stuck out his hand for me to shake. I shook his hand noticing how tiny my hand looked in his big paw. I also noticed how hot he was (in more ways than one), my hand was like ice but his was like a hot water bottle. "Let's get out of this rain shall we," he said as he reached over me to press some numbers into the key pad on the wall next to the door.
I heard a buzz as it unlocked. I pushed on the door, which now opened much more easily and stepped into the small reception area. There was a glass window to my right, with an older lady sitting at a desk. I presumed she was the receptionist. There was a door on each of the walls and a few chairs scattered around. Boring, generic artwork adorned the walls.
The man god waved to the woman behind the glass and she waved back eagerly to him. Hm, this seemed like a nice friendly place, which made me relax a tiny bit. Jacob opened the door to the right of us and motioned for me to go through, while he held the door open. I stepped into the office and the woman from behind the glass got up from her seat and came over to us.
"Mrs Cope, this is Isabella Swan," Jacob stated as an introduction.
"Oh yes honey, I've been expecting you. You're the new girl, right?"
I smiled at her friendly face, and shook the hand she offered me. I heard the door open again and looked back towards it. Jacob was just stepping out of the room, when I blurted out, "Oh are you going?"
"Yep, got to get some work done, Mrs Cope here will look after you," he replied and then flashed me that panty dropping smile of his. I think I may have actually swooned. I carried on looking at the closed door until I heard Mrs Cope chuckling behind me.
"He has that affect on all us my love, even though I am old enough to be his grandmother," she giggled a bit.
I was liking Mrs Cope more and more. I felt myself slowly begin to unwind and made an effort to relax my jaw and stop grinding my teeth. Mrs Cope pulled out one of the chairs at her long desk and motioned for me to sit down.
"There's quite a bit of paperwork that you need to fill out I'm afraid honey. You get started on it and I'll go and make us a coffee," she offered.
I smiled gratefully at her. "That would be lovely, thanks. Milk and sugar for me please."
She walked off to the other side of the office and I set about filling in the large stack of papers that sat in front of me. It was all fairly boring mundane stuff. I must have filled in my name and address about ten times and felt like I'd signed away my life. Half an hour later, I had drunk two cups of coffee and had a bad case of finger cramp but I was done. I sat back and stretched my arms out.
"All done honey?" Mrs Cope asked.
I smiled and told her I had.
"Right I'll just put a call through to Jessica and she'll come and give you your induction." She turned away from me and picked up the phone. "Jessica, I have Isabella Swan here in the office. I've gone over all the paperwork with her so can you come and collect her from the office and show her around please."
I couldn't make out the words that were being said on the other side of the phone but I could tell by the tone of her voice that this Jessica person was not happy with Mrs Cope's request. Great!
Mrs Cope was also looking annoyed and replied in a short tone. "Jessica I have been informed by my supervisor that you are doing the induction. So please come and show Ms Swan around, she's waiting." Mrs Cope didn't give her any chance to reply before she hung up the phone. She turned back to me and smiled apologetically. "Don't worry Isabella her bark in worse than her bite"
I smiled nervously and said "It's okay. If she's busy I can wait. I don't mind"
I really didn't want to get on the bad side of the people I was going to be working with. But Mrs Cope shook her head and said "No, it's her job. She just likes to be a bit difficult sometimes."
Oh great, this Jessica sounded like she was going to be a joy to work with. But it was a fairly big organisation, so hopefully I wouldn't be working too closely with her. Yeah I know, who was I kidding. It was just my luck to get a bitch to work with.
The door swung open and an arrogant looking girl walked through it. She was small, only about five feet or so, and had a mop of dark curly hair pilled on the top of her head. I smiled to myself thinking that maybe it was supposed to make her look taller. She was dressed in an old fashioned looking suit, which made her look frumpy and middle aged, when she must have only been a few years older than me.
I presumed this must be Jessica. She smiled a massive fake smile at me and said smugly, "Hello, Isabella, I'm Jessica Stanley. I'm the supervisor of the Trace Evidence Department and you'll be working under me."
Yep great, I bloody knew it!
"Hello Jessica, lovely to meet you" I replied and plastered on my own fake smile. I guess I had to keep on the good side of this obnoxious girl if she was going to be my supervisor. Without another word, Jessica turned around and walked out of the office. Right, well, I supposed this was my cue to follow her. God what a bitch, this was gonna be a long day.
I sighed, turned and gave Mrs Cope a wave and quickly followed Jessica out of the door. She had already disappeared from the reception area and I had no idea which door she had gone through. I looked around helplessly for a few seconds, getting more and more pissed off by the second, when I noticed Mrs Cope pointing towards one of the doors. I gave her a thankful smile and opened the door she had pointed to.
Jessica was already nearly at the end of the long corridor in front of me and I had to practically run to catch up with her. I was becoming more and more flustered by the minute. Once I had caught up with her, she turned her head to me slightly and smirked.
"So, I'll give you a tour of the building and then Angela will go over everything else with you as I really am too busy for shit like this today"
"Oh, okay," I replied.
"Yes, I'm working on a very important high profile case and doing crap like this is taking me away from my work," she said with an over dramatic air of self-importance.
Well, excuse me for breathing.
"Ok, so keep up and we can get this over with as quick as possible," She opened the door to her right by punching some numbers into a key pad. "All the doors are locked and you'll need to remember the codes I give you to get into them"
She then proceeded to drag me around all the different departments at breakneck speed, punching in about eight different door codes that I didn't have a hope in hell of remembering.
I had learnt, however, that it was a large lab and very well equipped with all the latest technology. I was really looking forward to getting my hands on some of it. I am complete geek at heart and was sadly very excited by the prospect of all the new technology.
Jessica explained that the lab is divided into six different departments. There is the chemistry department, the serology unit, the material/biology unit, the firearms unit, and the photography department. And finally there is the trace evidence unit, which is where I was going to be based. This is the area of forensics that I enjoyed the most as it is about the fine details and looking for evidence and clues in things such as hair, fabric, fibre, skeletal remains and even dust. It took a certain type of person to work in this department, you had to be very focused and methodical, something that I found came very naturally to me. And we got the use all the best equipment too.
Jessica ended our tour at the staff room.
"Ok Isabella this is the staff room, grab any locker that has a key."
I walked over to the large wall of lockers and put my bag in one. Jessica looked me up and down and said, "I presume you brought something to change into?"
I looked down at my clothes, I was wearing black fitted pants, black ankle boots and my favourite fitted white top that said 'I 'heart' forensics'.
"Ummm no, is this not ok?"
"Well, we don't have a dress code as such, but you know some of us do try to dress a little smarter" she said whilst patting down her cheap tacky suit. She then turned on her heels and strutted out the room, leaving me standing there like an idiot. God, what a bitch.
I heard her talking in the corridor and then the man god from this morning walked into the staff room. "Hi Isabella, how's it going?"
I looked into his big brown eyes and lost the power of speak again. God I was smooth.
He laughed, "That good, eh?"
"Sorry, I'm just a bit overwhelmed at the moment" In more ways than one sexy.
"Yeah, first days are the pits aren't they? " He said before turning to the lockers and taking off his lab coat. I noticed he had coffee staining the front of his shirt. He saw me looking and said, "Coffee jumped out of my cup and landed on my shirt, just getting a fresh one."
I laughed nervously and started to leave the room. "Well I have to go and find where I'm supposed to be working, nice to meet you again"
"You too Isabella"
I turned back towards him to say goodbye and was frozen to the spot when I saw the vision of the man god topless in front of me. He was seriously pumped. His chest and back were beautifully sculptured and his muscles flexed perfectly as he moved. He turned around and looked towards the doorway where I stood frozen and obviously staring at him.
I was flustered and embarrassed and turned around quickly, tripped over the wedge holding the door open and fell forwards banging my head on the floor. The world began to spin and the last thing I remember seeing was the object of my desires bending down over me and picking me up.
A/N, please hit review below and let me know if I'm doing it wrong or right and also it will make me write faster.
Thanks for reading!
