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The Agents and The Vampire

Chapter Nine – Crazy

Abigail Scuito

I woke up with a smile on my face and Gibbs' strong arms around me. I reached up with one hand and ran my fingers through his perfect gray hair while he slept. He looked so innocent and peaceful when his eyes were closed and his mind was far away. I went to run my hand through his hair again and jumped as his hand caught my wrist in his and his blue eyes popped right open.

"Oh. Abbs," He said sleepily before immediately letting go of my wrist, and I used it to play with the ends of his hair as he let his eyes drift closed again, "Good Morning."

"Good morning, my silver haired fox," I said kissing him quickly and pulling away as his eyes reopened.

"You're going to Bella's this morning, right?" He said and I nodded.

"Its not like I can go run tests on the evidence we don't have, Gibbsy," I said teasingly and he chuckled weakly.

"We're heading to Port Angeles today," said Gibbs, "We'll be bringing back some evidence, though there's been a lot of gang activity up there, our marine probably just got caught in the crossfire."

"Well that's boring," I said with a pout and he looked at me questioningly.

"Only you, Abbs," He said, kissing my forehead. "You do realize, eventually we're going to have to get out of this bed."

"Mmhmmm," I grumbled as there was a knock on the door.

"C'mon in," Gibbs called as he leaned up against the headboard, and dragging me up to lean against him, "We're decent."

"Mr. DiNozzo sent me up in fear of exactly this scene," said Ducky as he walked in, "He, Ziva, and Timothy have the car ready to go whenever you are."

"Thanks, Duck," said Gibbs as he kissed the top of my head then jumped out of bed, and Ducky dismissed himself as Gibbs started to head towards the shower.

I stayed in bed until Gibbs had left, then got up and took my time getting ready. I took a leisurely shower then dressed quickly in a pair of black skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and a black zip up hoodie. It looked really cold and miserable outside, and I just didn't feel like the mini-skirt and boots today. I threw my hair back into a single pony tail and headed out the door.

I got to Bella's around ten, and she answered the door before I had even knocked. She led me quickly through the house, past Chief Swan who was sitting on the couch watching TV, and up to her room. She seemed a little flustered to me and she sat down on her bed as her phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out, flipped it open and smiled as she read the text message on the screen.

"Carlisle?" I asked after shutting her door and sitting down in her computer chair, and she nodded, "Did you guys decide when you're going to tell your dad?"

"Carlisle's stopping by after work," she said, she still seemed sad to me.

"Is that what's bothering you then?" I asked and she shook her head, "Because I mean there's not much Charlie can do to Carlisle."

"No, it's not," said Bella, "Charlie's going to be pissed, but he's not going to do anything."

"Oh, because I know you worry about him," I said, "Then what's wrong?"

"He asked me to marry him last night," she said staring down at her phone in her hand.

"Bella, that's great," I said, still not sensing a problem, "What'd you say?"

"No," she said softly and I was taken a back.

"What are you, crazy?" I asked her, "You're nuts about each other, I don't think I could picture either of you without the other after last night. You're so cute together, I can tell you really love each other, why'd you say that?"

"I do love him, more than anything," she said and I was just getting more and more confused by the second, "And I know that he loves me too, I just… I'm eighteen. I'm not ready to get married, I'm not even sure I'm ready to tell my dad that we're seeing each other. I want to be with him for forever, I'm just not ready to marry him yet."

"What did he say?" I asked.

"He was understanding and completely sweet about it, he apologized for springing it on me," she said sadly, "Which only made me feel worse because he looked so crushed, even though he said he understood. He told me he'd wait til I was ready, he didn't want to rush me or push me into anything. But it hurts me when he comes home sad because he lost a patient, and now he's so sad and it's my fault."

"Oh," I said, my own mind reeling, not really knowing what to say, "I'm sorry."

"I miss him, which is a little off because I just saw him off to work this morning," said Bella, "I just wish I could actually see him before we're telling Charlie. To make sure he's feeling a little bit better."

"Ok, c'mon," I said as I hopped off the computer chair and grabbed her by the hand, effectively dragging her off her bed and into the hall, down to the living room, "Hey, Chief, you wouldn't mind if I kidnapped Bella for a little while to run an errand with me?"

"No," He said looking up at us, "Have fun, girls."

"Ok," I said, leading Bella back out the door and to my car.

"And just how are we going to get in to see Carlisle without the whole hospital finding out why?" Bella asked, "That place gossips more than the high school."

"I have a plan, not to worry," I said and the rest of the ride to the hospital passed in silence.

"Bella! What're you doing here?" a bronze haired guy asked us as we walked in the door of the hospital.

"Oh, hey Dr. Masen," Bella said awkwardly.

"You're not hurt again, are you?" He asked, putting a slightly flirtatious spin on the words and she shook her head.

"No," I said, "She's fine. I'm with NCIS, I just need to talk to Dr. Cullen about the case. I had forgotten, and I had already told Bella I would hang out with her, so I let her tag along, you wouldn't happen to know where he is, would you?"

"Yeah, he's in his office last time I checked," said the doctor, "Third floor."

"Thank-you," I said and Bella and I walked over to the elevator and headed up to the third floor.

"Do you know where his office is on the third floor?" I asked her as the doors closed and she nodded.

"I don't come here often, but I have been in there a few times," said Bella as the elevator rose and soon enough the doors were open again, "This way."

She led me off the elevator and to the right, down the hall a little, then to the left where she knocked on an office door. The response was immediate and Carlisle was standing in front of us in the doorway within seconds.

"C'mon in," He said as he stepped aside, Bella was right he was really down about it, he closed the door behind us and kissed Bella in greeting, "What do I owe the pleasure?"

"Just wanted to see you," Bella said as I sat on one of the leather chairs in front of his desk, this had to be one of the nicest offices I had seen, much better than the director's.

"Awe, thanks sweetie," He said as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again before she hugged him and he looked over to me over her head, "Hey."

"Don't mind me," I said as I got up and started to explore his office, "I'm just the cover story."

"Thanks," He said politely before letting go of Bella and looking down into her eyes, though she hadn't moved an inch away from him, "You ok, sweetheart?"

"I'm fine," she said, "I was worried about you, sweetie."

"Of course," He said, kissing her forehead, "You always are, I'm fine, Bella, really. It's sweet that you worry so much, but I can take it, I'm a big boy."

"I know," She said, and let her head fall onto his chest.

"Lunch?!" I asked, looking onto his desk and seeing a sub and a can of soda.

"Have to keep up appearances," He said, his chin on top of Bella's head, "You can have it if you like."

A few more minutes passed in silence as I ate the sandwich and they embraced before his beeper went off and he had to leave. He kissed Bella good bye and told us to lock the office door when we left. It seemed like a visit from Bella was exactly what the good doctor had needed, and he was all smiles as he left us there in his office.

Dr. Carlisle Cullen

I was dreading the few minutes ahead of me as I sighed heavily and turned onto Bella's father's street. I drove slowly, me stopping by the house wasn't an abnormality, I often stopped by unannounced, even before I had started seeing Bella romantically. I had made quick friends with Charlie before she had come to live with him and had achieved an open invitation to stop by whenever I liked.

I pulled into their driveway very slowly, and I could hear both of their hearts beating inside the house. Charlie's was slow, rhythmic, he was sleeping on the couch by the sound of it. Bella's was racing, fast, like it did when she was nervous, which meant she had probably seen me pull in.

I sat there in the car, staring at the steering column, trying to figure out exactly why I was so nervous. It wasn't all that hard to figure out, while whatever Charlie's reaction to us was wasn't going to change much about how we felt, I did care. I had fallen so deeply in love with Bella that his violent disapproval would be just gut wrenching and mortifying. I just hoped that he would be pleasant about it, but I highly doubted it.

I finally worked up enough courage to get out of the car, but that was about it, and I leaned against the side of the car. What a sorry excuse for a vampire I was, who had ever heard of a cowardly vampire. Yet there I was standing out in front of my girlfriend's father's house shaking in my boots like a small child.

I took a deep breath and looked up at the house, which was suddenly very intimidating. Then, suddenly as I looked up into the living room window, Bella was looking out at me and the fear washed away momentarily until she disappeared. I heard Charlie's heartbeat jump and I knew she had woken him up, and now there was no turning back as I heard her tell him I was here.

I let out another heavy sigh and ran my hand through my hair before walking up the path to the front door. I only had to knock once before Charlie opened the door for me and told me to come inside.

"Thank you, sir," I said as I stepped in the door and saw Bella standing nearby.

"I've told you a million times, Carlisle," said Charlie, "Call me Charlie."

I wondered if after the next ten minutes he would still feel the same way. I eyed his gun holstered in his belt by the door, Bella saw it too and suggested that we all head into the living room. I have got to be crazy for wanting to tell him, he was going to kill me, well not really because he didn't know how, but he was going to try. I sat down on the couch next to Bella and Charlie sat in the chair facing us.

"Is there a reason you're gracing us with your presence Dr. Cullen?" He asked curiously and I nodded nervously, scratching my pinky finger absent mindedly with my other hand, purely out of nervous habit.

"Yes, sir, there is," I said and then continued before he comment on my being overly polite again, "I'd like to apologize to you, and offer you the truth."

"Apologize for what, Carlisle?" said Charlie and I felt Bella scoot a little closer to me, not enough to alarm Charlie, but enough so I would notice, "What's going on? Are you in some kind of trouble?"

"Dad," said Bella, "Let him talk."

"I apologize for not being truthful, hiding, sneaking around, and for any betrayal you feel," I said respectfully, "However, I will never apologize for falling so madly in love with your daughter."

I waited a minute for the words to sink in, and saw Charlie's face turn a frightening shade of red, and Bella attached herself to my arm.

"Bella," said Charlie, and I could hear his voice teetering on a scream.

"I love him, Dad," said Bella assertively, and it caught me off guard, I looked down at her lovingly as she kept speaking to her father, "He's perfect for me, he always knows exactly what to say, what I need, he knows everything about me and he still loves me."

"Bella," said Charlie a little more forcefully, "Go up to your room."

"I'm not a child dad, I'm eighteen," she said and I leaned down and kissed her head, softly and quickly as to not set Charlie off.

"Let me talk to your dad, ok?" I said calmly, "Just for a minute, I'll call for you when we're through, ok?"

"Alright," said Bella and she got up and looked at Charlie before leaving, "If hurt him… at all…"

With that touching sentiment, she left, though I could hear her heartbeat just outside the door. She wasn't going much further than listening behind the door to the room, and I couldn't say anything to make her keep walking. I just hoped Charlie kept his temper.

"What the hell is the matter with you, Cullen?" Charlie asked as he stood up and started pacing in front of me, "You could have just about any of the girls in town and you pick my daughter. You're almost thirty-one years old! I realize she's young and pretty but what happens after she's older and thirty-one herself? You gonna trade her in for a newer model?"

"No, Sir," I said pointedly, "I would never, could never hurt Bella like that. I love her more than anything in this world. It's like every second I am away from her is completely pointless."

"I like you, Carlisle, always have," said Charlie evenly, "But I don't like this."

"Couldn't imagine you would, sir," I said politely, and it was true, I knew it, "But she's a beautiful woman, smart, funny, cute, I would die for her, easily."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves," said Charlie, and I could tell he was starting to soften up, "I'm not going to say anything either way, Carlisle. I don't like this one bit, but you seem sincere and I'd be lying if I told you I didn't want Bella to find someone like you. I'm holding onto my blessing, but I'll allow it, Carlisle."

"Thank you, sir," I said as a wave of relief went through my body, and I stod up to go 'get' Bella.

"Cullen," said Charlie

"Yes, sir," I said as I spun around.

"I'm guessing this all started around the time you started calling me sir," said Charlie and I nodded, "One more thing…"

"Yes sir?"

"You hurt her at all and I will kill you with my bare hands," said Charlie seriously and I nodded.

"Wouldn't have it any other way," I said, knowing that if I did ever hurt Bella that I deserved to die, not that Charlie would be able to do it for me, I had Aro and the Volturi for that.

"Sir," He added for me.