A/N: Mesmerizeme is the most awesomess beta!

I do not own Twilight, but I do have a Team Edward skin on my phone!

I had a comment about the code names being a bit overwhelming. The last chapter had a lot because it was an introductory chapter for that. It will get better. If it doesn't. please let me know.

On with the show.

Real life almost feels like a role to her, another role to be played and then discarded once the curtain is lowered for the final time. Agent BS has to struggle to remember what her real name feels like crossing across her own lips.

Bella.

It always takes her a few days to become used to her name after a job, and then soon enough it's either back to Queen Bee or whatever new name she must take on for her next assignment. If she counts all of the time that she has spent as another person, she would realize that she has lived more time as various aliases than she has as herself.

So being herself is a strange concept for her.

"Bella Swan."

She lets the name roll around in her mouth, re-familiarizing herself with it, like she would a long lost friend.

She looks around the nearly private beach and spots some locals a little way off. She lies back in the sand, watches the young men dance around in some sort of ball game, and debates if she wants some company. What she wouldn't give for at least a few days to have a man call her by her actual name, to hold her because of who she really is and not who she pretends to be. She wants at the end of a hard day to be able to fall into the arms of a strong man who wants nothing more than to protect her from whatever is causing her stress.

But that is a fantasy, and she knows that if she is to give into the fantasy that she will never be able to go back to the real world. So, she tucks her fantasy aside and decides to let the cool ocean breeze caress her, the warm sun hold her, and the night time stars watch over her.

She checks the beginnings of a tan on her pale skin, and after applying more sunscreen, rolls on to her stomach. She is drifting in and out when her cell phone rings.

Only six people in the world have that particular phone number, and she has no desire to talk to any of them. Lifting her head and opening one eye she stares at the phone as it rings softly, the vibration causing the sand around it to shift and bounce, making the phone dance to the pre-programmed mamba ringtone. If the person on the other end of the attempted call could see her glare, they would very likely be afraid.

Finally, she grabs the phone and presses the button to answer the call. "The Zombie apocalypse had better of started this morning or else I'm hanging up."

"You've been requested," a man says quickly. Even though she knew that this is what she would hear when she answered the phone, it didn't make actually hearing it any better.

"Bullshit!" she yells into the phone out of frustration. She knows that this is the only angry response that she can give him, but it says enough. Bullshit was her original code name when she first joined the team, as it fit her own initials so well. She quickly made it known that she did not like the name, and used it now to show that she didn't like the current situation any better.

"I'm sorry, Bee, but you're mother is ill and needs you," he tells her, using the code to indicate a new mission. Knowing that he is not expecting an answer, that he doesn t really need one, she disconnects the call.

She has never turned down a mission, no matter what the job was, and she wasn't about to start now.

Gathering her things, she takes one more longing look over at the carefree locals on the far side of the beach before she heads back inside to pack her things.

-E-L-L-

When she arrives at the small island airstrip, she passes some money to the cab driver and without preamble, heads over to the small private airplane sitting on the tarmac. No words are exchanged as she climbs inside and takes a seat on one of the plush leather chairs.

"This job must be important if he sent the private jet." She grumbles as she opens her book and delves back into the 1600s English countryside.

The pilot announces that the flight will take nearly 10 hours and reminds his passenger of the small bedroom and accompanying bathroom in the back of the plane. She decides to take the pilot's advice and closes her book before making her way to the small bedroom. She hates the quiet; it always brings her back to that night, the night that shaped her life from then on, the reason that The Doctor can use her mother as a code for a mission. She lies across the bed and stares at the ceiling as memories of long past play before her eyes.

-10 Years Earlier-

"You stupid bitch!" The woman yells at the top of her lungs, her voice becoming hoarse from the effort. Her hair is falling out from her carefully sculpted ponytail and her eyes rage with fury. In short, Heidi Swan is a very pissed off woman when things don't go her way, and right now, they are not going her way at all. In fact, they are the exact opposite of her way.

"Untie me or you'll be sorry!" Heidi yells again, but her pleas fall on deaf ears. Not that her step-daughter Bella is deaf by any means, she can hear very well, a fact that has lead to Heidi's current situation.

After years of abuse from her stepmother, Bella has finally found out the last piece of information, the one thing that makes Heidi worthy of death. Heidi had killed her family. She had killed Bella's mother, her own parents, and her grandparents as well as setting Bella's father on a path to suicide, leaving little Bella alone with only Heidi to care for her.

Bella's various broken bones, bruises and hospital stays over the years were a testament to Heidi's caring ways.

"You're dead when I get out of here!" Heidi is screaming now, trying in vain to hold on to whatever control she thinks she has.

Bella slowly makes her way to her stepmother, her eyes never leaving Heidi's wild face. She slowly lifts the scalpel from the stand next to where Heidi lays, her body tied to a small cot. With calm precision and determination, Bella begins to trace Heidi's blood vessels with the scalpel, concentrating on the blood that is pooling on the skin rather than the screams coming from the woman before her. Bella seems engrossed with the act, a look of curiousness on her face. Bella knew before she had set her plan in motion that she would have to distance herself from the actual act if she was going to be successful. So she watches the scalpel, which causes Heidi's body to shed crimson tears from every cut, causing her body to weep for those whose lives she had ended.

After a while, the screams lower to whimpers, the small amount of movement the bindings allow slow to a stop. Soon, there is more blood out of Heidi's body than there is in, and Bella's mission is complete. She steps back and wipes her hands on a nearby rag, never taking her eyes off Heidi's now silent body.

She reaches over and picks up her cell phone, calling the number for the police station.

"Don't do that."

Bella spins around dropping the phone on the floor causing the battery door to break off; the noise seems much louder to her ears than it should.

The man now standing before Bella holds no fear in his eyes, yet his hands are held out in surrender showing that he is not there to cause her harm. He is an older man, with short blonde hair and a statuesque build.

"She deserved it," Bella tells him. She is not defending her actions, just stating a fact.

"I am sure that she did," the man answers her. Seeing she is not going to add any more to the conversation, he continues. "There are a lot of people that deserve it. Death, I mean."

Bella simply nods her head in agreement.

"I run an operation that does just that. We rid the world of people like your stepmother here that would otherwise never see justice for their actions."

"So, you're a group of assassins," Bella states, no hint of a question in her voice, nor of accusation. She simply states the fact that has been presented.

"Simply put, yes," he replies. "I could use another operative if you are interested."

This takes Bella by surprise and her eyes widen as she attempts to make sense of the situation. "You're offering me a job?"

"Yes, if you would like. I assume your plan was to turn yourself in?" He motions toward the phone as he speaks.

Bella nods slowly.

"Think of this as an alternative if you will."

"But what about her?" Bella asks nodding her head in Heidi's direction.

"Let me worry about that," he tells her as he motions for Bella to follow him out of the house.

-Present Day-

"He never did tell me what he did with the body." She realizes as she lets go of the waking world, slipping into a dreamless sleep for the remainder of the flight.

A/N: Massive thanks to my fic wifey for letting me steal Heidi for a bit and have my wicked way with her. ;)

Go read Meet Secretly,Await Patiently,Love Eternally by ZenOne to see why Heidi totally deserved that. Story ID: 6118828

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