A/N. It's been a long time. What can I say besides life happened... death happened and I'm sorry it took me so long. Hope you enjoy. There will be another chapter after this. I'm a little rusty. Haven't written anything for a year... just a forewarning. And thanks to all the people who still reviewed even after its been so long since I updated. I appreciate it more than you can know.

My hell was here. They actually handed me a gun. ME! This is not supposed to ever happen. I'm supposed to have a caution sign around my neck and bells on my feet. Seriously.

After splitting up into four teams we all were given directions and instructions by various employees of the Park. The woman speaking to us now vaguely resembled Steven Segal... with shorter hair. She had war paint in her jacket and insisted that we cover ourselves in it. She most certainly had already covered herself in it. I was hoping that Edward would 'convince' her that we didn't need to look anymore like warriors then we already did. Yeah... right. But the adorable prick thought it would be funny to cover my face in oily nasty black paint. I glared at him as hard as I could but all he did was wink at me and say, "Consider this payback for the blue paintball." I pouted as he gently swiped his finger under my eyes.

We get our directions to our meeting point and start to head off. Our team does not include ,thankfully, Lauren or Mike. They were my main concerns. Hopefully if they weren't on my team I wouldn't even have to see them and they would miss out on my "experience'. Unfortunately my favorite little pixie isn't on our team either. Alice had, after being placed on our team, convinced Coach to put her on a different team than ours saying something about 'sibling rivalry' that made Clapp laugh. I looked at Edward, questioningly.

"She offered a challenge. I accepted.'

I expected as much but still had to ask, "What kind of challenge are we talking about here? A friendly little game of who can hit who first or what...?

He smiles. "More like, who can hit who the most and fastest without getting caught."

"But I though you were out once you got hit once." I had read and re-read the rulebook we were given. Thinking and hoping that if maybe I understood the game more I would stay out of trouble.

I get a very, very serious look. "Bella, when, if ever, have we played by the rules?"

I think for a moment... "Well... everyday actually. I mean you completely live by societies nor.." A kiss cuts me off.

"You were talking to much." His eyes are sparkling as he pulls away.

We arrive at our destination and wait for our signal to start. I start shaking. I start panting. My eye starts twitching. To be honest, I'm a complete mess and having a fricken statue of a man staring at my quivering eye like its the strangest thing he's ever seen does not help! Especially when he reaches out to touch it like its a third eye or something. I slap his hand away. He gathers up both my palms in one hand, leaving my gun to fall to the ground, and pulls me to him.

"Your blepharospasm is a bit alarming, dear."

I gasp, pull away and cover my upper body with my hands. "My WHAT?!" Fearing the worst, I check my whole body, making sure nothing is ripped or bulging or unhealthy looking. I let out my breath after a minute and look at Edward questioningly. He's laughing hysterically... again. It seems I have been a HUGE source of amusement for him the last few days. How annoying.

"What's so funny?"

"It means..." He stops, mid-sentence, and listens. Then, faster than I could even see, he pushes me down on the ground and lands on top of me as many (and I do mean MANY) paint balls zoom by and hit the tree we were standing next to. Edward stands up, looking victorious. "Nice try Alice!"

I look around a full 360 degrees trying to see her anywhere but Edward just pulls me up and says, "she is gone already. Caught me off- guard. Little demon"

I re-adjust my goggles and just nod. I hadn't even known we started to game. I grab my gun from the ground. At least I hadn't shot anyone yet.


..............................On the other team...........................................

Mike Newton was scheming. He was sick and tired of that stupid Cullen always trying to make him look bad. Always acting like he's Bella's keeper. It really gets on a guys nerve. He hated how Cullen made his 'flight or fight' act up and he especially hated how he almost always chose 'flight'. Okay, fine! So he always chose 'flight'. So what? It wasn't his fault Cullen was a nutty teenager with a scary ass growl. He was just being safe is all.

But back to the scheming. He continues whispering to Lauren and Tyler. Whispering very non-rulebook following things, by the way. Oh and it's all anti-Cullen. Well anti-male Cullen. The little female one was on their team. She had, thankfully, disappeared almost right away.

The whispering went on. The scheming continued. But in the back of one blonde's air-filled head these scheme-ey, rule-breaking thoughts were all directed towards someone who was not a Cullen, someone clumsy and someone named Bella.

..........................................................................................................................................................................back to our team...............................................

I had not shot anyone yet! If I wasn't still so paranoid I would be celebrating. I had simply sat down between two trees and refused to move. My gun was safely at my feet with the safety on and I was feeling pretty good. Edward was keeping watch and pouting because I wasn't 'participating'. Hmmm... whatever. I sat munching on the apple I packed. This went on for about twenty minutes. Me, humming and munching and Edward, tense and listening for Alice's thoughts. It was in about the twenty first minute of our silence that I realized we were alone... in the woods... did I mention alone? I cleared my throat once... twice... there that got his attention. He looks at me and I smile in what I like to think is a seductive way. He raises his eyebrow and I go to stand up.

"Hi." I flutter my eyes.

"Hello." He smirks.

"So... all alone... in the woods..." I trail off, surprised again at my daring.

That receives an even bigger smirk. "Would you like me to name all the tree types for you. The one you were sitting under is..." This time I kiss him effectively cutting him off. I pull away for a moment. Just long enough to say, "You were talking too much." I then resume my favorite activity. Kissing Edward. But thats not all I want to do. I know I wont get what I want but I will most certainly keep trying.

And try I do. I push myself as close to his body as I can get, wrapping my hands in his hair. I take my mouth from his, kissing, licking, biting, and sucking every bit of skin I can get to between his lips and the collar of his shirt. His moans and sighs keep me determined and when he backs me against a tree my motivation is at a high. I didn't think we could get any closer until we did. I can feel him, even through my protective outfit and it just adds fuel to the fire that has been raging inside of me. My belly coils in pleasure as his hands slide down to cup just under my butt and he lifts me up and I respond by wrapping my legs, tightly, around his waist. I bring my mouth back to his and am momentarily disappointed when he doesn't kiss me but that fades fast when I feel his tongue on my neck. I let out such a noise that he jerks in surprise and moans at the feeling of our hips colliding. He looks at me, eyes completely black, and for a moment I think he is going to pull away so I take drastic measures. I reach between us and, him watching intently, I unzip the top part of my gear, down past my bra... down to my belly button. His dark eyes widen and he looks at me, a question in his eyes. I answer by taking one of his hands off my ass and slowing putting it on my breast. I gasp at the sensation of his cold fingers, now starting to gently move, through my bra. I start moving my hips now and we both groan from the friction. He slowly, gently starts to move my bra down and starts kissing down my chest, teasing me. He mouth hovers right above his target when we hear... pfft...pffft...pfft. Except so many more times than that. I don't even realize whats happening until I see the pink paint splatter off of his clothes and onto the ground. Before I can even react Alice drops down behind Edward.

"I WIN! I knew I would. You are just too easily distracted, dear brother."

He simply sighs, zips me up, puts me down and turns around.

"You are just a sneaky little shrimp with bad timing, Alice." A smile plays in his eyes then fades quikly.

"Great here comes Newton. With his stupid little plan. Like I'm really going to let him shoot me there."

Alice coughs. "Yes, you really are. That was the deal. I win so you get to act. We know how good you are at that."

I'm lost. I start looking around for anyone else, specifically Mike when I step on something. I don't realize what it is I stepped on until I hear the telltale noise. Pfft. And off it goes. How it went off, I don't know. I thought I put the safety on. I'm not too worried tho. No one is around.

"OW!" This is followed by a high pitched flow of expletives. I guess someone was around after all.

Edward smiles at me, proudly, when all of a sudden his crotch is covered in green paint. Covered. His smiles fades and, when he gets shot in the ear, turns into a snarl. He reaches for his gun when Alice steps in front of him and stares him down. Reminding him, I assume, that he is supposed to be in massive amounts of pain. For the second time in two weeks I get to see my boyfriend pretend to be in pain. This time though, I am not the cause of this fake pain and for some reason this upsets me. Maybe its the stress of the past week, the fear of possessing a gun but I get mad, really mad. So when Mike and Tyler step out of the woods holding Lauren between then who is, in turn, holding her forehead I simply take aim. At the same time, I notice that there is orange paint under Lauren's fingers. I check my gun. Yep, orange paint balls. I smile... and fire.

A/N Yeah the "Hit Edward in the balls" thing has come up in a few stories but its a classic and a goody and I think it will always be funny and I've been planning it since March '07 so I wasn't gonna change it. Let me know what you though of the story. Thank you for reading and sticking with me.