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Jasper Whitlock considered himself to be a smart man. He could tell certain things about a person. Like he knew when they we lying. He was also very keen when it came to people's emotions, sometimes that made people nervous.

But Jasper wasn't always serious. There were certain people in his life that could bring out a different side of him. His wife Alice, for one. But his niece Renesmee really was a joy. Her snarky comments we're really only appreciated by Jasper. Because unlike her father Jasper understood Renesmee.

That's why he was here today. To help his step brother in finding his daughter.

Jasper walks in the house and is greeted by Edward and two detectives.

"I'm Renesmee's uncle." Jasper says to the detectives.

"What I was explaining to Mr. Cullen is that we can't just go house to house looking for her. We have to wait until they make a move." Newton explained

"What do you know about they?" Jasper asked

"We saw the guy who drove her BMW away form the pick up zone. Dark hair, darkish skin, couldn't tell how old he is."

"He wasn't apprehended?" Jasper asked shocked

"No." Newton answered slowly, looking like a fool.

"Now Jasper, I'm sure these gentlemen are doing everything within their power." Edward said

"Would you excuse us? It's been a very trying and emotional time for me, and I'd like a moment alone with Mr. Whitlock." Edward continued talking to the detectives.

"Sure, of course. We'll be outside." and the detectives left the room.

Edward and Jasper turned to watch them leave, as they wanted their conversation to be private.

"The fools also lost the ransom." Edward said to Jasper


(Jacob)

I was getting ready to leave. I zipped up my jacket and saw the car shaking again. You could also hear faint thumping noises, a tell tale sign that she was trying to get out. I wasn't going to let that happen until I talked to Sam.

I went outside, it was pouring of course. That's Seattle for you.

I went walking to the diner. So I could figure out what I was going to do about the girl in the trunk.


"I don't understand why you brought them into this. Kidnappers always insist the police stay out of it, otherwise you get an finger in the mail, or something like that." Jasper said to Edward

"Jasper, I have a bigger problem. I have to close the deal in Brazil soon. And I have to be their in person."

"Oh well, it must be important." Jasper replied causally

"Their all important, Jasper. This one is more important than most." Edward said

"Aren't there other people to make this deal?" Jasper asked

"There always are."

"They could be the ones behind it. They figure you'll be more concerned about Renesmee than the meeting. Wouldn't you think that?" Jasper gave his step brother an analyzing stare.

"Put a lid on it. I don't want it turning into a circus. Not now, when I have the business deal to think about." Edward scowled at his step brother.

"You should have called me first." Jasper said while sipping his scotch.


(Jacob)

'Quil's diner'. My favorite place to go. I went there all the time. But this time I walked in nervously because of the situation I currently found myself in.

"Hey Jacob." Emily the waitress said to me.

I nodded my head at her as I made my way over to the pay phone. I needed to talk to Sam, now.

"What can I get ya?" She asked as friendly as ever.

"Just a cup of coffee." I replied hoping I didn't sound to conspicuous.

I was right by the phone, but this guy was hogging the phone. He was talking loud and obnoxiously. He was the type to make hand gestures too. It was fucking annoying, and I needed to talk to Sam.

"Yeah, you gonna be long?" I asked the pansy ass with the hand gestures.

"It's just going to be two minutes. Just give me two minutes." pansy ass said while pointing at me.

I went to go sit down with my coffee. I might as well since I had to wait for pansy ass to stop yelling at his boyfriend.

"There's a lot of cops around here. Did ya notice?" Emily asked me.

"Yeah, they do that at the end of the month." I shrugged it off. But I knew it was because they we're looking for me.


(Renesmee)

I kept banging my feet and cuffed wrists against the walls of the trunk. I felt this little button, I started wiggling it. Until it felt loose. To my excitement the trunk opened.

I wiggled my way out of the trunk. With my feet on the ground first. I had to wiggle more to get the rest of my body out. I almost tripped because my ankles were still taped together.

I ripped the tape, that covered my mouth and continued all around my head off.

"AHHH" I shouted as it pulled on my hair. That hurt like a son of a bitch.

I bent down and peeled off the tape that was around my ankles. I rolled up my skinny jeans to retrieve the cuffs key in my boots. One I got the key I uncuffed myself, and put the cuffs in my back pocket.

I looked around. I was in some kind of car warehouse. I saw that no one was around and took that as my cue to leave. I walked around, looking for any kind of an exit.

I found this weird hallway, wide enough for a car to fit through. I went it in and saw a little door with a metal ring handle. I started to pull on it. The door wouldn't open. I tried twisting the handle. And it opened. There was another door but it was padlocked. It was locked shut.

"Shit" I muttered under my breath.


(Jacob)

Pansy ass was still yapping on the phone. He said two minutes. Not two centuries. I tried to keep myself distracted by blowing on my coffee or looking around the room. But that didn't help. I decided to say something to him again, cause if I didn't I'd be stuck here forever.

"Excuse me Sir?" I whistled at him for good measure.

"Honey, hang on a sec." pansy ass said to the phone.

"My mother is in the hospital, and I love her very much. I mean I'm waiting here while your talking for god knows how long... Long... Long..." That was a lie, my mother died when I was a child. But I was getting pissy at pansy ass. I needed to talk to Sam about the girl in the trunk. This guy talking to his boyfriend was not nearly as important.

"Yeah, you too. I gotta go. I gotta go honey, okay." pansy ass said to the phone. He made a hand gesture to me that said I could come over. Meaning he was finally done with the phone.

"Thank you." I said exuberantly, putting my hands up as if in praise.

I walked up to the pay phone and after several more thank you's, I put in a quarter.

I dialed Sam's number and put the phone to my ear.

"Emily, can you put that into a paper cup for me?" I asked referring to the coffee, I planned to take on the go.

The phone was ringing and then it stopped, when Sam answered.

"Sam, we got a problem."

"Did you get the BMW?" Sam asked

"Yeah, I got the BMW?"

"Then what's the problem?"

"We just got a problem. You need to get to the warehouse right away." I said and I hung up the phone. I picked up my coffee and started to walk back to the warehouse.


(Renesmee)

I kept searching for another way out, but I couldn't find one. If this fucker thinks he can just steal my car and ruin my plan he's a total dipshit. Cause I'm not letting that happen, I've worked to long on this plan. And I loved my BMW.

I opened my car so I could find my cell phone. I found in under the mat of the passenger's side, and dialed home.

"Cullen residence" some guy answered. I didn't know who it was but I figured it must be one of the cops.

"Can I talk to my father." I asked

"One moment, please." The cop said

"Renesmee? Where are you?" Daddy asked

"You tell me. I don't know. I'm in some warehouse and there's cars everywhere." How could the cops have screwed up so badly that they let my car get stolen with me in it? Gosh those morons, this was supposed to be a simple plan and now it's royally fucked.

"Hey princess, Guess who?" I heard uncle Jasper's voice on the phone.

"Uncle Jazz? What are you doing there?" I loved seeing uncle Jazz but he was always so busy he rarely visited.

"Looking for ya darlin. I missed ya." He said with his southern drawl.

"Uncle Jazz, I've been kidnapped."

"Your father's concerned, I've never seen him so upset."

"I don't know what to do. I tried all the doors and there all locked. And there's bars everywhere." I explained to him.

"Maybe I could talk to someone."

"Someone? Someone who?"

"Whoever is letting you use the phone."

"How could I get to a phone if there was someone here? I'm trying to tell you I need help. I'm all alone in this creepy car warehouse and I just want to go home." Yesterday all I wanted to do was get away from my home because my father ignored me, and I was all alone. Now today I want the exact opposite.

I heard a door open, I could tell someone was coming so I hid behind one of the cars.


(Jacob)

I walked by the car slowly and quietly. I stared at the trunk for the longest time. I didn't hear the thumping anymore. And the car wasn't shaking either. I lowered my head so my ear was on the trunk. I was trying to hear something, anything. But I didn't, then again would I? I mean trunks are pretty thick.

I walk over by the passenger side inspecting the BMW. For what? I don't know.

"Sir, can I have my car keys?" I almost die from shock, when I hear a feminine voice say that from behind me. The girl in the trunk must have gotten out somehow. I put up my hands.

"Can I have my keys?" she persisted

"Hold on, hold on." I say as I put my hand in my pocket. Trying to think of a way to escape.

"I'm just putting one hand into my pocket." I say and then I run by a beam post. I hide my face. When she gets released the last thing I need is for her to identify me. I already have a record for theft, I don't need one for kidnapping too.

"Just give me my keys. And then let me go." she says

"How the hell did you get out of the trunk?" If she couldn't get out before how could she now? This didn't make any fucking sense.

"It popped open. Fine you can have my car just let me go." She shrugged

She peeked up at me.

"Don't look at me. Listen I'm not going to hurt you, okay." I said

"Your not going to hurt me?" she asked

"I don't even carry a gun." It was true. I was a very non-violent person, almost a pacifist. I didn't like to fight.

"You sure your not going to hurt me?" she asked me. Of course she thought I was going to hurt her, she was kidnapped. Who knows what kind of horrible things she's been through. I felt sorta bad for stealing her car.


(Renesmee)

"Alright." I reached for the big wrench by the beam pole.

I ran for the exit and if that asshole tried to stop me I'd beat his ass.

I went down the wide hallway again and opened the door. I banged the wrench on the padlock wishing that it would brake so I could leave this hell hole.

"Stop, that's not cool." The guy said. He grabbed one end of the wrench while I held on to the other end. We fought for it. I kicked him in the balls. He bent over in pain. He threw the wrench down angrily.

"Now that was a good kick. Alright, but I don't want to fight." He insisted putting his russet hands up in defense.

I was giving him the death glare of a life time while we were circling each other.

"I don't want to fight. I'm not going to hurt you, alright? I'm not going to hurt you." He kept saying it as if it mattered. What about what I wanted? I wanted to fight, and I was going to. I didn't get my black belt for nothing. All I wanted was to get out of this shithole but did he let me? No. So damn straight I was going to fight.

I attacked him. I was kicking him in the stomach as I pulled his hair. He wrestled me off of him and slammed me against the wall.

"Are you mental? I told you I don't want to fight." He started walking away.

I ran after him and pushed him to the floor.


(Jacob)

She pushed me to the floor but I caught her and brought her down with me. What the hell kind of crazy bitch was she?

I rolled over her so she was under me. Her tight ass was rubbing against my groin as she was struggling against my hold. It was sick how appealing it was to me, the way she submitted under me. I had to stop thinking like that, otherwise I was sure to get hard. And I really didn't need that right now.

I grabbed her arms and held them to her lower back. Then I pressed her face against the concrete floor.

"It wasn't me who put you in that trunk. Alright? So you need to just chill, okay?" I said to the beautiful girl beneath me.

"I have to pee." She says to me.

I take her to the bathroom, and I lightly push her in there.

"I can do it on my own, thank you." She says sarcasticly

She had a scratch on her stomach from all the foreplay, I mean fighting...

"I don't want you to get an infection so there's some stuff in here you can use." I say pointing to the cabinet.

I reach behind her to get the cuffs.

"What stuff?" she asks

She reaches for the cabinet, I grab her arm and cuff her to the pole by the toilet.

"Agh, asshole." she mutters as she bangs her head on the pole.

"Yeah well..." I reply

"Fuck you." she spat in my face

"You don't know who I am. I don't know who you are. And your handcuffed to my bathroom pipe. You really don't wanna temp me this way." I say, smiling as I turn to leave.


(Renesmee)

He leaves the bathroom.

"Oh what? Your done? You don't wanna play anymore?" I ask

I start yanking my wrist attached to the pole. No use. I'm stuck here, until Captain Douche-bag decides I can go.

A couple hours ago I was locked in a trunk. Now, I'm cuffed to a pole by a toilet. And all of this was by my own doing. Note to dad, boarding schools really don't make you smarter...


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