Agent Black Chapter 11: Second Chance, a twilight fanfic

A/N: Yucky Chapter here... :/ But ya'll know i don't right things that stay bad for forever.

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Second Chance

(EPOV)

Tell my mother, tell my father I've done the best I can
To make them realize this is my life, I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance

Please don't cry one tear for me
I'm not afraid of what I have to say
This is my one and only voice
So listen close, it's only for today

I just saw Haley's Comet, she waved
Said, "Why are you always running in place?"
Even the man in the moon disappeared
Somewhere in the stratosphere"

Tell my mother, tell my father I've done the best I can
To make them realize this is my life, I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance

Here is my chance
This is my chance

~Second Chance, Shinedown

I walked into the large room alone. Everyone was their celebrating what, to them, is a special night. This was the night they were planning on for years, being able to attack the US swiftly and painfully. They didn't know that two major players in the game had the power to stop them.

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I saw Bella walking up to me. I glanced at the clock. It was almost eight, just fifteen more minutes and this would all be over with. Most of the terrorists were drunk, as per Bella's genius. How she got everyone to start a drinking contest was beyond me. I looked up at Bella and noticed something was off in her face.

"Are you alright, Marie?" I asked her quietly.

"I'm fine," she smiled at me. She looked tired, warn out.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." She nodded. "It's almost all over. Can you believe it?" Everyone in the room interpreted her words differently, but I knew better.

"I'm happy."

"Me too." She nodded her voice still distorted, she knew even now she couldn't give up her act. A man walked up to us holding out two glasses.

"Brandy?" He asked politely.

"Thank you." Bella answered taking her glass in her hand. I took the other and thanked him. Bella drank hers in one gulp. "Gut trinken." Good drink. "May I have yours?" I looked at her strangely.

"Uh, sure." I replied handing mine to her, she drained it instantly. She leaned in a put her lips to my ear.

"I don't have much time. You have to do some things for me. Make sure you get out of here…and…tell my dad, tell him I'm sorry. Tell him I believe in John 15:12-13, and that he should too...dad will understand…" Her voice was ragged.

"I don't know your father."

"You will…after this… Sometimes goodbye is a second chance." She stated quietly, almost to herself. The glass in her hand fell to the floor and shattered. I grabbed her and felt her hands shaking. Then the verse hit me, an old lesson my mother gave me.

John 15: 12-13 –My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.

"Marie, John 15: 12 and 13? You must be mistaken." I looked at her with wide eyes. She shook her head.

"Oh, but I am right." Bella shook her head and collapsed onto the ground.

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(BPOV fifteen minutes earlier)

I was sitting in a dark room, trying to avoid the party. I was waiting for Agent Swan and all of his people to get here. I had already poisoned all of the main guards and started a drinking contest that wiped out half of the people in the party, so yeah, my job was pretty much done.

I jumped up when I heard a voice.

"Are you sure about this, Leo?" A frightened voice asked.

"Of course I am, Edwin seems too inconsistent. I mean, a few days ago he forgot what he was going to name his son. Isn't that a little fishy? He could be a traitor, waiting to jump us. We don't want that do we?"

"No…" The first voice whispered. I stood up and looked through the lock of the door. I saw a man hand a vial of clear liquid to the other.

"Put that in his drink. I found a way to get the poison into liquid form. It should wipe out his nervous system pretty effectively." My eyes widened and I held back a gasp. There was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. I waited until the two of them left before I came out of hiding and entered the large room again. I found Edward and walked to him quickly.

"Are you alright, Marie?" He asked me. Fuck if he couldn't read my emotions.

"I'm fine," I lied.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." I nodded. "It's almost all over. Can you believe it?" It was more of a question for me. Can I believe that I went through a whole ton of shit in my life just for it to end here? Not really, but I get to die heroically like I wanted to, mom would have been proud, and dad will be too when he gets over it.

"I'm happy." Edward smiled. I wanted to kiss him so badly, to tell him I loved him, but I can't do goodbyes, I never could.

"Me too." I stated, remembering to make my voice distorted, even with death approaching I had a job to do… Good god I would never have the chance to retire…damn… A man I recognized walked up to us holding out two glasses.

"Brandy?" He asked politely, but I could see right through him.

"Thank you." I smiled and took the glass he offered me. I downed the glass quickly so I had an excuse to take Edward's. "Gut trinken." Good drink. "May I have yours?" I asked a little too quickly.

"Uh, sure." I took his and a morbid thought crossed my mind. Romeo and Juliet, drinking to poison…too bad I didn't go out with a kiss.

Thus with a drink I die. How classy.

I drank the entire glass quickly. The man who had intended to poison Edward looked horror struck. I looked up at Edward slowly.

"I don't know your father."

"You will…after this… Sometimes goodbye is a second chance." I knew the song that rang out in my head. That song was always a solider's song to me. It was always a song about how one man's death could be a second chance at life for someone else's lives that they affected. It felt right to quote it now. The poison hit the blood faster than I thought it would. My hands started to shake and I felt the glass slip through my hand.

"Marie, John 15: 12 and 13? You must be mistaken." He looked at me with wide, concerned eyes.

Sorry… I shook my head at him. "Oh, but I am right." I felt control leave my body as I fell to the floor.

Agony, pure burning agony filled all of my senses. It threatened to drag me under but I fought, even if I knew it was all for naught.

(EPOV)

"MARIE!" I shouted, falling to my knees. Everyone turned and looked and in that instant all of the doors burst open and agents, cops, and even soldiers filled the room. "Bella, Bella!" I cried out. "Come on, please." I pleaded with her. Her body was convulsing uncontrollably.

"Edward!" She screamed out through her pain. She twitched and thrashed, screaming all the while.

"Brother!" I heard Emmett's voice yell loudly.

"BELLA!" I heard a voice scream over all of the others.

"Come on Ed." Emmett grabbed me and tried to pull me to my feet. "Leave her Ed, come on."

"No!" I yelled at him, pushing him away. In that same second Agent Swan knelt down next to Bella.

"Come on Bella… What is it?" Agent Swan asked. Bella opened her eyes and looked at me as pain made her tremor.

"Pocket… Antidote! Needle…heart… Nervous!" Bella could no longer form coherent words, she began to scream loudly, in pure agony.

"Oh God…" Agent Swan gasped pulling a case out of his pocket. He opened it and in it there were two really long needles. He took one of them in his hand. "Hold her down." He warned. I held her down and he drove the needle into her heart. Her body relaxed after a few moments, but she didn't move. "We have to get her to a hospital right now." He stated.

I picked Bella up and followed Agent Swan to his car. I sat in the back seat with her in my arms as he drove quicker than anyone I knew through the streets of New York. We barreled into the hospital and I ran her into the ER.

"She needs to be treated right now!" Agent Swan stated.

"Calm down, sir." A nurse stated.

"You don't understand, she was just poisoned by a terrorist. Do you really want a dead girl on your conscious?" Swan snapped. Instantly Bella was taken from me.

"What's the nature of her problems?"

"She was poisoned. It is a poison that attacks the nervous system." Agent Swan began to rattle off details almost too fast for the doctor to keep up.

"We'll do our best to save her." The doctor nodded. A nurse came up to Agent Swan.

"What's her name and date of birth?"

"Isabella Marie Swan, September 13th, 1988." Agent Swan answered, covering his eyes.

"Is she allergic to anything?"

"No…" Agent Swan answered. I couldn't believe that the man in front of me was Bella's family, but when I looked at him I could see the resemblance.

"Anything we should know about? Any old conditions or wounds?" The nurse wondered.

"She's been tortured, fifteen times, shot twice, stabbed six times, raped three times...anything else happen to her in the past few months Edward?" Agent Swan asked cryptically.

"She was tortured again, and I believe she was raped, pretty nastily." I could barely say it. The nurse looked at us like we were crazy.

"Who are you?" She asked worriedly.

"She is part of our task force…we are the elite of the FBI, she's undercover a lot…she's in a lot of dangerous places. Help her please." Agent Swan growled out the order and the nurse scampered away.

"Agent Swan? Are you—?"

"I'm Bella's father." He nodded and rested his head in his hands.

"Her name was on that wall so that she could disappear…" I stated in understanding.

"I didn't want to put her name there…but I had to." He shook his head. "You pray for my baby girl, won't you? This won't be easy to get through."

"As many times as it takes." I promised with tears in my eyes.

A/N: Yuck i hate this part of the writing... Like it? Hate it? U know what to do.