Disclaimer: I own nothing; it all belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

AN: Well, I abandoned this story a while ago, but have decided to come back to it. I was mad
at myself for abandoning it in the first place. So here's chapter six. Read, enjoy and review. And thanks so much for the reviews telling me to update. They're mostly what brung me back to the story. XD

I arrived at home around 4 in the morning and quickly slipped into my house after hiding the car around back. I hoped to myself that Alice had been able to keep Edward busy. My hopes were crushed, though, when I walked into my room to see my gorgeous Greek God sitting on my rocking chair at the corner of the room, staring at me. An uncomfortable silence filled the room and I stood there shocked and frozen.

After several minutes, he finally spoke, "You promised?" His statement spoken as a question, the exact way Alice had asked when she found out about my unfaithful promise.

"Edward, please understand," I began, "I promised for a good reason."

He ignored my comment. "Bella, why? What's so important that you need to keep it from me?"

I countered his question, "You didn't tell me when Victoria first came looking for me, actually you took me all the way to Florida to keep that from me. You wanted to protect me, and now I wanted to protect you," I yelled.

He watched me as different emotions flickered over his face. He settled on confusion. "Protect me? Bella, protect me from what? What aren't you telling me?" He asked, desperation in his voice, as he demanded my answer.

"You won't believe me and even if you do, you probably would hate me," I looked down as I whispered this.

He got up off the chair and made his way toward me, putting his hand to my chin and lifting my face up to look at him. He stared into my eyes. "Bella, I could never hate you."

"You will. After you know this."

"No, I won't. Just tell me, Bella, please."

I nodded mentally and told him my secret as well as the night's events. He didn't speak nor move as I continued. When I was done, I looked up at him and he smiled at me slightly.

"I don't hate you Bella. I'm mad, but I don't hate you. What you told me is definitely shocking," he paused, "but I'm going to help you."

My eyes grew wide and I began to protest, but he continued, "You can't take on a vampire by yourself."

I looked down, "I…I know that, Edward, but I have taken on more dangerous missions. I can't blow his brains out, but I can stop him somehow."

Edward looked at me amused, "I still want to help you. Actually, I think the whole family would."

"Ed-ward!" I protested.

"Come on, Bella. It's not everyday you find out your fiancé and about to be Cullen is a secret agent."

"That's right, Edward, secret agent. As in, no one's supposed to know."

He rolled his eyes, "We won't tell your secret as you haven't told ours…have you?" He questioned playfully.

"Of course not!"

"Well then, it's settled. We'll help." He smiled that crooked grin I adored, leaving me dazzled so that I didn't notice as he scooped me up and jumped out the window.

We arrived at the Cullen mansion in record time, thanks to Edward's super human running. When I entered the home everyone stared at me, or mostly at what I was wearing. Not the usual "Bella style".

"Wow," was all Emmet could say.

"Yay!" Alice squealed, "Don't worry Bella, I filled them in on everything when I saw you and Edward talking."

I was slightly relieved that I wouldn't have to explain everything over again.

"Secret mission!" Emmet yelled and pumped a fist in the air.

I laughed, "Uh…could everyone take a seat for a few minutes?" I asked, looking at Carlslie.

He nodded and gestured everyone toward the couch. Edward squeezed my hand and then left my side to join them. When everyone was seated, they went on to stare at me. I shrugged and began, "Okay, since Alice spilled the beans," Alice stuck her tongue out at me, "there's no need to explain about myself. Now the mission," Emmet's face became very serious and I had to stop myself from laughing, "I have to take out suspect, Ronald Veron, accused of terrorism and mass murder. There's no time frame yet, but we should complete the mission asap. Understand?" Everyone nodded almost simultaneously.

"Now," I took out my gun and twirled it around my finger, "Everyone know how to use a gun?"

Their eyes bugged out as they moved their sights toward the gun spinning on my finger. Alice spoke, "Why would we need guns? They're vamps, aren't they?"

"Not all of them," I answered, "from what I know right now, only the suspect aka target is, not his men." She nodded and I continued, "I have enough guns for all of you. As for wardrobe, dark colors. We leave tomorrow night." Everyone nodded again.

I scanned the excited faces of my family, I couldn't bare it if any of them got hurt. It would be all my fault. It was always my fault. I spoke softly to them, "Just one more thing guys," their attention turned to me again, "Just, please, don't get hurt."

Their expressions softened as they nodded at me once more.