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This is a work of FICTION. I have had several PM's saying that I was getting too political. This type of story has been done several times in print and on TV, those writers taking inspiration as I have from the various news reports and forums where pissed off soldiers have vented their concerns. I have adapted (with permission) several soldiers comments for Theirson and the other soldiers. Okay rant over-sorry
I need to make the Prince in danger WILLIAM not HARRY-I know, slapped wrist, but don't think it'll affect thinks too much.
In last chap, Harry Dean Theirson spoke of a contact called VIV, Theirson later called him the FAT MAN. VIV and THE FATMAN are the SAME man. You will get a FAT MAN POV this chap. And yes I did deliberately have Carlisle and the team training for an attack in the HANGAR whilst Theirson's team practiced for an attack on the HOUSE. Hope that clears things up for the people who PM'd me. Didn't mean to confuse.
M rating for language, lemons, violence and dark images
JULY 2nd.
ESME POV
"Ahhh…I think I'm really…going to like…married…liiifee…" I moaned. As if being woken after a much needed lie in, by the feel of Carlisle doing wonderfully naughty things between my legs with his tounge wasn't amazing enough, he had also made breakfast. I could barely focus such was the intensity of the pleasure crackling through my body, but I could smell…bacon and coffee.
"Me…too…" Carlisle growled with a smirk, looking up at me from beneath his lashes before returning to my sensitive and overheated core. It didn't take long before my moans had become shamelessly wanton and I was fisting the bed sheets with one hand, whilst trying to move Carlisle closer…a final graze of my sensitive nub with his teeth, quickly followed by a soothing swipe of his tounge and I came undone…noisily.
"Good morning Mrs Cullen…" he said moving up over me, supporting his weight on his arms either side of my head.
"It is now." I chuckled as I twisted my fingers in his sexily ruffled hair and pulled his face down for a kiss.
THEIRSON POV
"They've gone too far, hitting soft targets…civilians…"
"And you don't think kidnapping and threatening the life and limbs of a Royal Prince is one of the more extreme ways to protest against the war…" the soldier who insisted on being known as Mountain Lion asked in an amused tone as he and "Bear" adjusted the banner of the "group" that would be held responsible for the kidnapping of the Prince. Felix had found us an abandoned office block that had been due to be converted into luxury flats before the money had run out, to hold the Prince in. One of his many contacts was handling security for the site and had been well paid to look the other way.
"He's a soldier…"
"In name only…" I huffed.
"Oh yeah I forgot, you're a real battle hardened veteran aren't you? Bear snarled causing the room to explode into sniggers of laughter. The hot blush I felt spreading up my neck was as much a sign of anger as much as embarrassment, as Bear found to his surprise when I sprang towards him knocking him back into the wall, my arm across his throat. I might not be able to hold him for long, but it was long past time that I got my point across.
"Maybe I've never worn a uniform or carried a gun, but believe me, my old man made sure that I knew exactly what it was like spending days and nights up to your neck in mud and shit, dodging bullets and watching helplessly as your mates were cut down by a machine gun that your CO had assured you didn't even exist." I hissed. The shudder which gripped my body allowed Bear to push me aside with a glare.
"You know what you're letting yourself in for when you sign up." One of the others said from behind me.
"This war…it was all lies, but instead of holding up their hands and saying okay we've made a mistake…come home lads whilst we have a rethink and maybe even find the money to kit you out properly and give you the equipment to do your bloody jobs…they just keep sending more and more grass green kids in to act as little more than bloody cannon fodder…so that they don't lose face. Well the Government may be able to ignore all the "normal" soldiers coming home in body bags and with limbs missing…but they won't be able to ignore him…seeing their future king…"
"You do realize that although they may let you live…make an example of you…you won't live long in Belmarsh…your dodgy ticker will mysteriously give out or, another inmate will suddenly become all patriotic and punish you for your treason…" Mountain Lion sighed.
I nodded. Whilst the fat man had tried to assure me that he would do all he could, I knew that I was infact about to lay down my life for my country. It was in a bloody mess that was only going to get worse before it gets better, and I knew that it probably wouldn't be long before the next big atrocity would make what I did seem like nothing, but if I could ensure even a few soldiers families were left with more than the hollow "thanks of a grateful nation" and a piece of tin in a box, it would be worth it.
"I could say the same to you…" I said quietly.
"Since the age of 18, I've been trained to do one thing… fight and kill people…yeah I've got other skills but I'm fighting a hundred other kids for every job that comes up…I'm tired of fighting. If this pays off…great, if not…well if I buy your bollocks…I'll have still died in the defense of my country so it's a win- win…" he replied sadly.
FAT MAN POV
"I have no trouble in taking out Theirson…the guy is all talk but has no stomach, he'd drop us all in the shit from a great height without a second thought…but the other guys…they're all good, sound lads…"
"Who would rather die than end up rotting in a jail cell… because it would be life without parole…what we're doing is treason." I said patiently.
"Couldn't we stick to Theirson's plan…send the boy King back to them missing his polo playing arm and the crown jewels?" Dean said in an admirable attempt to save his men.
"No!" I said sharply "Years of research has shown us that he is the one that the people want to succeed the Queen, 98% of the British Public would rather see Britain become a republic rather than be ruled by any other member of the Royal family. And we…the people I'm working with do not bare the Royals any malice or wish them harm…"
Dean snorted with laughter. Planning to assassinate the Prince wasn't exactly the best way to prove that point.
"We feel…" I pressed on "that they are an out dated, outmoded institution that is an almost crippling drain on the country's already dangerously strained resources. What they generate in tourism barely touches what they draw in terms of 'salaries' and maintenance charges for their various residences. The money we would save by retiring them to the chosen castle of their choice wouldn't solve all our problems, but it would allow us to make a substantial start in improving services for our armed forces and defense at home and abroad."
Dean looked non plussed by my rhetoric.
"And what's to stop you from putting a bullet in the back of my head when I've served my purpose?" Dean said quietly, turning further into his seat, meaning that the curious young boy kicking a football along the street couldn't see his face so clearly as he approached us. When I was a boy, Sunday morning meant altar boy duties. We had parked at the top of the quiet side street where Talbot's new safe house was located.
" You mean, apart from the fact that you saved me from being beaten to death or worse in Northern Ireland?" I said sincerely. Dean merely grunted in response. "There is two hundred and fifty thousand pounds in the off shore bank account which only you have the authority to control and the false passport and other travel documents you have placed in a location of your own choosing. Your men will snatch the Prince and bring him to the agreed rendezvous point where they believe their decoy get away car will be waiting to carry them to the safe house set up by Theirson. You and several of my men will be waiting their too ambush them and eliminate your target. The sudden change of venue and the chaos that follows means that my two men who were only patrolling that area as a precaution were taken by surprise by the kidnappers and the Prince. They of course did everything they could to try and protect the Prince, but…how many do you have on the snatch team?"
"Five."
"Well…five against two…a frantic gun battle…a tragic accident." I said shaking my head sadly. "You, make good your escape in the getaway car…a ninety minute head start isn't a lot, but I'm sure a man as resourceful as yourself can make it work." I said
"What about Cullen and his team? You said yourself that they're good."
"They are…very and I would rather not lose any of them if possible…I'm hoping that the chaos on the base will hold Cullen and his team up until it's too late…but if…he or any of his team live up to their reputation and manage to interfere…" I didn't have to finish my sentence.
I truly hoped that just this once Carlisle and the lovely Agent Marshall didn't live up to their reputation as one of the best teams working in the service today. I liked, admired and…much to my shame and his amusement found Carlisle incredibly attractive. Sadly he only had eyes for his new bride…the lovely Agent Marshall. His brother Edward had had his security risk status downgraded, but he still warranted surveillance, which had followed him to the registry office where Carlisle and Mae were married two weeks ago.
Their professional relationship, most notably their little escapade with the unexploded shopping centre bomb was well known, and even after such a long absence from each other, it had become very clear over the last few weeks that their reputation as a formidable team was still justified. That was why I had wanted Carlisle in charge of this case, when the inevitable enquiry was launched they would see that everything that could be done to protect the Prince had been done. Carlisle was notorious for being thorough. Whilst Theirson's idiots inadvertently killing Honandez had been inconvenient, they had in fact done the world a favour and given us one less arms dealer to worry about. And of course he had bought the lovely Agent Marshall back into Carlisle's life.
As much as it might have, may still, prove to have been more prudent in the long run to have let the truly chilling pandora's box Theirson's thug had opened by stealing and revealing the contents of Edward Cullen's lap top, take Carlisle off the case. I couldn't do it to Carlisle. Seeing him so completely devastated by not only his mother's actions but how they had caused Mae to have been torn from his life for a second time had torn at my heart. I knew that he would never feel the same way about me, and that the only way I could help or comfort him was to expediate the enquiry into his teams conduct, get Mae home and make sure his mother was no longer able to hurt him. So I had done it, I had a horrible feeling that my weakness may cost us both in the long run, but to see the happiness…that Talbot had almost destroyed…the man was little more than an animal…that poor child…Jasper Whitlock's wife's shop…she was a little loud, but was charming none the less.
"So are we going to do this or not? If we sit here much longer, the nosy old bag across the road who has been watching us for the last ten minutes will call the coppers…" Dean growled.
"Yes…it's about time Mr Talbot stopped causing us problems and started making himself useful." I replied.
ESME POV
"Maaaaee…have you seen my other shoe…the brown one…" Carlisle bellowed from the lounge.
"No, where did you put it?"
"If I knew that, I wouldn't be asking?" he huffed as he stomped back into the bedroom.
"Which one? The blue or the black?" I demanded turning round and holding the two summer dresses I was debating over up for his scrutiny.
"You'll look gorgeous in either…love it's a barbeque at Alice and Jasper's for Rose's birthday not a Royal Garden Party…"
"A party, where a Hollywood star will be in attendance." I said slowly shaking my head at his lack of comprehension. Bella Swan had been invited by Emmett and Edward to the little party the team were holding for Rose's birthday. She hadn't wanted any fuss made over her birthday, especially as it was the same day as Thierson's planned kidnap attempt on Prince William. But Rose had over the last few months become as close to Alice as I was and we decided that we needed to do something to celebrate. The little party would also serve to let Rose meet more of our team whilst letting our team relax a little before we had to face Theirson's threat.
"Mae…she's probably more nervous of meeting you, than you are of meeting her…"
"I'm not nervous!" I snapped. I had seen her once being swept out of Emmett's lab by her "people". She wasn't particularly tall, but she was perfectly proportioned and had a natural complexion women, me included would kill for.
Carlisle was smirking. I was not in the mood for smirking.
"You're no help." I said turning back to the mirror. I'd been working out and training like crazy I just hoped my toned arms and legs wouldn't look Madonna style scary in a dress.
Okay, now he was chuckling as he stalked towards me. I scowled as his arms wrapped round my waist from behind and he kissed my shoulder.
" If I have to choose, I say what you have on right now…is absolutely…stunning…" he growled into my ear, grazing my lobe with his teeth before allowing his mouth to wander down my neck. I was in my bra and a pair of high legged briefs that wouldn't show too badly beneath the summer dress the unexpected warm weather had allowed me to wear.
"You…" I sighed as I tilted my head, giving him more access to my neck, "are really not…helping…" I moaned, as his hands began to wander over my bare and rapidly heating skin.
"You asked my opinion…and I gave it…would you rather I left…and carried on looking…for my shoe…?" he murmured, the fingers of one hand teasing my breast, whilst the other hand slipped into my briefs. Me, arching my body back against him and reaching back to pull his head to my lips for a kiss, whilst his talented fingers began to tease my already wet core gave him his answer.
"What about your dresses love?" he said as the two dresses in my hand fell to the floor.
"Don't need them…not where…we're going…"
"Sorry we're late…" I said later when Carlisle and I finally made it to the party and I got to hug the birthday girl.
"No you're not… but you're a newlywed who should technically still be on her honeymoon, so I'll forgive you." Rose chuckled quietly.
She was right, I wasn't, not really, but that didn't stop me from blushing with embarrassment. When Carlisle and I had finally emerged from our lust haze, I had, despite my desire to get the party, been so relaxed that I had just thrown on the first dress my hand had reached on the floor. Carlisle and I both looked a little rumpled, but we didn't really care.
"Nice of you to join us finally…" Emmett boomed draping a large arm over my shoulder and pulling me into his side for a friendly squeeze.
"I was saying to Bella…the traffic must have been terrible, all those Sunday drivers…I mean, what else could have made you so late?" he asked innocently, but with a wicked glint in his eye. Bella looked embarrassed enough by his comment for the both of us.
"Hi…I'm Bella…" she said holding out her hand. Her pretty face betraying the nerves she was obviously feeling, judging by the way she was biting her lower lip. She was beautiful even casually dressed in Capri pants and a shirt, but she looked so genuinely unsure of herself and vulnerable that I just wanted to hug her.
"Mae Cullen…" I said taking her hand. I couldn't believe, after what had happened before how easily the words had tripped off my tounge and how wonderful they sounded.
Bella wasn't the only one that looked surprised by hearing me say it out loud. Carlisle had come to join us carrying bottles of beer for us both his shock however had given way to a beautiful smile, which made his eyes which were shining with delight even brighter.
"That's a bit of a state secret…even from some of the people here so…"
"Not a problem…I've had a lot of practice…congratulations." She said smiling warmly.
"Mae…I need you to settle an argument…" Emmett said suddenly. "Which is my best side do you think?" he said twisting his head so I saw both his left and right profile.
"Em, you're devilishly handsome either way." I said lightly, still a little confused by the question. Neither Rose or Bella were any help, they were both standing back rolling their eyes and trying not to laugh. Emmett turned back to face me, his face pained.
"Mae…darling, you really have to stop this shameless flirting with me…it was fun what we had, but I have my Rosie now and you have Carlisle…it wouldn't be fair…" he sighed dramatically.
"Okay, how many drinks has he had?" I demanded with an embarrassed, laugh. Carlisle growled at him lowly before pulling me against his side. Emmett merely shrugged as if to say 'what can I say'
"Nope he's sober…Bella has arranged for him to have a cameo part in a lab scene in her new movie." Rose explained.
"There are no small parts Rosie my darling…especially on me…" he chuckled, earning a sharp swat across the chest from Rose who rolled her eyes, "merely small actors." He finished.
"Um…I think Edward may need a little help…" Bella said quietly. We all looked over to where Edward was manning the large grill and fending off the attentions of Jake and some of the other members of the team that were hassling him for food that was not ready.
"Where's Jasper, he never lets anyone else near his grill?" Carlisle asked, his tone only half joking when we reached Edward. Rose and I were more concerned with the shy smiles Bella and Edward were giving each other.
"Well Jazz was out here talking to the human garbage disposal." Edward said loudly in Jake's direction. Jake merely grinned and waved his burger.
"What can I say? I'm a growing boy…" he called.
"Next thing Al has stormed inside, Jasper followed, telling me to mind the store till he got back…that was nearly forty minutes ago." He said, his own face creasing in concern as he thought things through.
"Maybe they hit the same traffic jam Carlisle and Mae did?" Emmett said grinning wickedly.
But before we could speculate any further, an, unusually frazzled looking Jasper appeared.
"You made it." He said, his smile not reaching his eyes.
"Okay…how mad is she that we're so late?" I asked lightly.
"What? Oh…she's not mad…at you…" Jasper sighed distractedly.
Carlisle was standing behind me, his arm round my waist. I felt him tense as we observed Jasper. The rare arguments Alice and Jasper had were usually loud, intense and over as quickly as they begun, but the raid on the store and the stress of our upcoming face off with Theirson and his goons had left us all on edge. Before I could speak, Rose had grabbed my hand and made a weak excuse for her and me to head into the house.
"Alice was in the lounge last time I saw her…" Jasper said weakly, he still looked distracted and confused but there was gratitude in his eyes.
"Now Edward, make sure you look after Bella…the keystone cops…" I said gesturing round the garden at the various members of our team and their partners before, focusing a particularly harsh glare at Carlisle, Jasper and Emmett "Can forget that not all conversations with strangers have to turn into full blown criminal interrogations." I huffed.
Carlisle and Emmett looked at each other as if to say "she's talking about you not me." Even Jasper smiled sheepishly as he remembered the grilling I had received when I had first met them all. The questions becoming more personal as the drinks I had been buying in an attempt to impress them all flowed. Carlisle had been the same with Rose. He had been very charming, but had still managed to get her life story, past dating history and the location of her butterfly tattoo out of her inside twenty minutes.
"Yes M'am." Edward said with a smile and an adorably cute blush covering his cheeks as he relinquished control of the grill back to Jasper and went to stand near Bella.
Rose and I heard Alice before we saw her. Heartbreaking sobs were echoing down the stairs from the bedrooms.
"The…the bathroom is at the end of the hall…" Alice stammered in answer to the knock she thought had come from one of the party guests.
We pushed the door open, to see Alice curled up in the centre of the large bed clutching a pillow tightly to her chest.
"Is Jasper okay?" she asked quietly.
"He's confused…worried…" I said quietly.
"He's not the only one…I know I haven't been around much lately…but you've been acting strange even for you…" Rose said as we moved over to the bed and curled up either side of Alice, who huffed, a tearful laugh at Rose's words.
"I'm so scared…" she said finally, her large eyes shining with tears and fear. She looked so small, so fragile I couldn't stop myself from pulling her into my arms for a hug.
"Are you still having the nightmares? Flash backs?" I asked running through every way I knew to cause someone intense physical pain in my mind. Talbot was going to be begging me to shoot him when I finally caught up with him.
"Not for me…well yeah for me…but…I'm terrified something's going to happen to Jasper…" she wailed burying her head in my neck. I knew Alice worried, as did every police officers partner when we went out into the field, and with the work we did she had more reason to worry than most, but in all the time I had known her I had never seen Alice react like this. She had said more than once that she trusted in Jasper's skill and Carlisle's and later my ability to plan things in a way that reduced risks as much as humanly possible.
"Honey…it's a tough case but we're all really sharp, on our game…"
"Jake's not!" she said sharply pulling away from me. My confusion must have shown on my face.
"His hand…his hand is strapped up…"
"It's a sprain, the doc told him to keep it strapped as a precaution for a few days…he came into the lab for something the day after you got back from training. Leah wasn't interested in his whining so he decided to tell me…" Rose explained. Rose was a very caring person but she wasn't someone who handled other people's illness or injury very well.
"But it's the hand he holds his gun in…what if it's more damaged than the doctor thought? Soft tissue damage can take forever to heal properly…even when it does where you damaged can still be weak. What if it cramps up, or he gets pain when he needs to fire his gun? Someone could get hurt…Jasper could get hurt…" Alice babbled in an emotional rush, her head whipping between Rose and I.
"Al…take a breath…Jasper can handle himself…you know this…" I said firmly, turning on the bed and gripping her shoulders to make her face me. "And if anyone needs to be worried about Jake it's me not you…Jake is paired with Carlisle…I'll be working with Jasper…"
"You…oh thank god. You'll keep him safe…you'll bring him home to me…me and the baby…" Alice exhaled in a noisy desperate and frantic rush.
"Did she say baby?" Rose asked slowly.
I nodded dumbly. It took Alice a long moment to surface from her panic and realize what she said. She blushed and began to run a hand roughly through her short spiky hair.
"That's why I've been in such a state…" she said quietly. "We've tried for years with no luck and it turns out that I'm allergic to the fertility drugs…I tried one course and ended up really ill…we…we'd given up trying for a biological child…we were going to look into adoption…then…"
"I crashed back into your lives bringing a load of drama and stress you didn't need." I sighed, still a little stunned.
"Yes things have been a little crazy since you came back…but without you…if mine in and the doctor's math is right…it happened the night of the raid on the store."
"Every cloud huh?" Rose chuckled quietly.
"I'm sorry… about freaking out…I'm just so scared…I know you guys are the best…that he can handle himself… but I've had such a bad feeling about this case…from the start… we've wanted this for so long…but I can't do it without him…and I'm so scared for the baby…if I lose it." Alice babbled again before looking at me horrified as she realized what she said. I knew she was thinking about what happened to me and whilst I did feel a pang of jealousy
" Alice, I promise that I will do everything I can to keep Jasper safe. And as for the baby, it's wonderful news…you and Jasper will make wonderful parents…and will give Carlisle and I plenty of practice for when our time comes…but that time isn't now…" I said smoothing her mussed hair from her face and kissing the top of her head.
"If anyone needs to worry about Jake it's me…he's paired with Carlisle."
The plan was working. The Prince had arrived safely at the base for his luncheon, his car having been escorted in a convoy made up of his own protection team at the front and me and Jasper at the back. The kidnap threat against him and the openness of the military base and hangar where the luncheon was being held meant that we would have him under tight personal guard. Carlisle and Jake would be flanking him whilst his own team ran a protective outer cordon. Leah and Emily would be extra eyes and hands in the hangar whilst Harris and Tweed and Jasper and I would be co-ordinating the extra men Julian from MI5 had given us to protect against an ambush.
Everything was going to plan. The Prince was safely through his lunch, Carlisle and Jake were walking him back towards his car where Jasper and I would take over getting him back to London. Nothing had happened. Jasper was going to get home safely to Alice and find out he was going to be a Daddy, what he had wanted for so long. So why was I so nervous…where was Theirson?
Carlisle and Jasper were only feet from the car when a bright glint caught my eye.
"SNIPER!" Jasper managed to yell, just as the first shot bounced off the tarmac.
"I've got him." Jake yelled raising his gun. But he froze and a second shot tore the air.
"MAN DOWN! CULLEN HAS BEEN HIT!" one of the Prince's protection squad screamed. I raced round the car from where I had taken cover, to see Jasper pulling Carlisle's body which had been curled protectively over the Prince back into his arms.
The only colour on Carlisle's pale, lifeless face was the angry red of the blood dripping from the bullet wound in his head.
"NO! NO! CARLISLE! NOOO! PLEASE NO…CARLISLE!" I screamed.
"MAE! MAE! I'm here…MAE, WAKE UP!" Carlisle's firm voice and the feel of hands gripping my shoulders penetrated the fog of sleep and fear clouding my mind, allowing me to realize that I was sat bolt upright in bed, my body slicked with a cold sweat, staring into Carlisle's frantic face as he knelt up on the bed in front of me. I raised my hands and began to frantically map his face, feel his skin beneath my fingers.
"Love…what was it? What were you dreaming about?" he asked desperately. I shook my head in an attempt to focus.
"Alice…worried…Jasper…she's really scared…everything…go wrong…Jake…his hand…he froze…snipers…it all went wrong…Alice said it would…you…you…" I babbled tearfully.
"Mae…Mae…Alice is, despite what she thinks, still freaked out by the raid. Add that to her new pregnancy hormones and all the bad cop movies she watches and her sixth sense is a little off sweetheart…" Carlisle said earnestly before he crushed me against his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around me, holding my head in place over his heart. All I could do for several long moments, was listen to the strong beat of his heart and take deep calming breathes of his scent. It took me another moment to realize that the strange whimpering noises I could hear were coming from me.
Carlisle slowly, gently lay us back down still wrapped in each other's arms, all the while crooning words of love and comfort in my ear.
"I hate seeing Jasper so upset…but I'm kind of glad Alice hasn't told him. An argument he can put an argument out of his head…but a baby…they've wanted this for so long. He is going to be a complete bag of nerves for the next nine months…but it's Emmett I'm going to have to watch. He's going to be spending a lot of time there whilst Rose is still staying there…I'm expecting him to develop a phantom pregnancy." Carlisle chuckled quietly a little later. Alice had agreed that I could tell Carlisle.
I knew he was trying to talk me down and I loved him for it and thinking of a hormonal pregnant Emmett was funny.
"Alice said pretty much the same thing about why she didn't tell Jasper yet…and if she waits till next week…she'll be twelve weeks along…their first scan is booked for next Friday." I said against his chest.
"How do you feel with all this…really?" he asked his hands stroking my shoulder.
"I told Alice that I will do everything I can to keep Jasper safe… although I don't think I'll need to…Jasper is really on his game."
Carlisle growled. I knew that wasn't really what he was asking about.
" I said that we would love to babysit to get some practice in for when our time came…but that this wasn't our time…" I said quietly moving so my chin was on his chest, and I was looking up at him as I let my hand move up and caress his face. I couldn't help the anxiety that I could hear colouring my voice. It was what we had agreed, but had having this happen so close to home changed his mind?
"I couldn't have put it better myself." Carlisle replied taking my hand in his and kissing my palm. "Mae…your dream?" he began gently. I was suddenly gripped by a need to see more of him, really feel him. I rolled over so I was sat up straddling his legs.
"It's silly… I should have eaten a little more with my beer." I sighed as I took his hands in mine meshing our fingers together before raising them to my own lips.
"Mae…we're all as ready for this as we can be…we're a good…great team, all of us…even Jasper will be razor sharp however worried he is about Alice. If something does go wrong…I have confidence we can handle it. Alice watches too much TV and bad cop movies. C'mon Mae…I'm the worrier remember not you…where's Agent Marshall my tough side kick?" he asked.
"Sidekick?" I said raising an eyebrow as still with our hands joined I began leaning forward and stretching Carlisle's arms out horizontally at his sides.
"Partner in crime?" he offered with a chuckle as he reached up to nip my lower lip.
"Better." I growled claiming his mouth for a kiss, which ended up becoming a little desperate as all my own fears of what we had to face combined with Alice's fears, overwhelming me.
"Mae…sweetheart…" Carlisle said his tone anxious as he pulled away a little so he could look into my face, which was hovering above his. He pulled his hands from mine and gently moved my hair out of my face, before cupping it in his hands.
"Agent Marshall…she'll be there when you need her…tomorrow…won't let you down…but tonight…tonight I need to be Mrs Mae Cullen…I need to be your wife…I need to tell you…show you how much I love you…" I breathed.
"I love you too my darling…so much…" Carlisle replied peppering my face with kisses.
"I know…" I hiccoughed, swallowing hard on the lump of tears I could feel forming in my throat. I pulled my nightshirt over my head and threw it behind me, before lowering my mouth to his neck. Carlisle's hands were lightly skimming over me, but he seemed to understand that I needed to control this moment.
I trailed my way along his jaw, down his neck and along his collar bone until I found the spot where his neck met his shoulder, moaning lowly at the salty taste of the sensitive skin there.
"God Mae…" Carlisle hissed as I teased his hardened nipple with a graze of my teeth and a swipe of my tounge. His hips bucked up against me, allowing me to feel even through the sheet how much he wanted me.
"You really are a beautiful man…and you're mine…" I said unable to hide the sense of wonder as I let my hands and then my mouth trace the contours of his broad chest and well defined stomach.
"Always." He sighed, his body arching beneath me, his hands tangling in my hair. I lifted my head.
"Say that again…please…" I said moving back up his body and resting my weight on my arms as I gazed down into his beautiful face. His eyes were hooded with lust, but there was still so much love there.
"Always my darling…I always have been and always will be yours…and nothing or nobody will change that…forever Mae…forever…" he said roughly before our lips crashed together, the kiss quickly deepening as we both needed to explore, taste and draw strength.
Carlisle had let me set a slow, easy, teasing rhythm as I rode him. His eyes never left mine, his hands never stopped their journey over my breasts torso and legs as he told me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. I could feel the coil of need in my stomach tightening, pushing me towards the edge, but I didn't want to go alone…I felt strangely vulnerable and a little scared all of a sudden.
"Carlisle…" I whimpered, my hands reaching for him a little desperately.
"I'm here… my beautiful wife…right here…Always…" he ground out as he sat up, wrapping his arms round me from beneath my shoulders and crushing me to his chest.
"For…ever…" I moaned my head falling back as he began to thrust up against me, hitting my sweet spot over and over as the change in angle moved him even deeper inside me.
"Forever my darling…will…love you…always and forever…" he growled into my neck. I wasn't sure if it was his words or the vibration of his voice through my body, but I felt the coil in my stomach tighten just a little further before springing open violently as my orgasm crashed over me in seemingly never ending waves. I think I almost screamed as I gripped his shoulders tightly.
"Mae…oh god…Mae…I…shit…yes…" Carlisle moaned as my tightening and spasming muscles pulled him over the edge with me more than once, judging by his sounds and how he seemed to keep growing and twitching within me. Finally we both came down to earth. There were no words just a deep, tender kiss before Carlisle laid us down. We were facing each other, foreheads touching hand's, over each other's hearts. Out there, despite DCS Cullen's and Agent Marshall's best efforts Alice was right, anything could happen. But in here, where it mattered, nothing and nobody could come between Carlisle and Mae.
FELIX POV-July 3rd-4.00AM
He was an unpredictable, ungrateful screwed up bastard, but I loved him. I knew that this latest plan, 'the big one', his chance to go down in history, to be remembered, to prove to his father that he wasn't a waste of space, would either see him dead or rotting for the rest of his life in a prison cell. I had done everything I could to talk him out of it but I knew, deep down that he needed to do this, it was the first time I had seen him truly happy, truly alive in years. As he had told me, he needed more in his life than trying to keep a struggling business afloat whilst waiting for whatever snatched moments we could have together.
"Fuck it!" I screamed into the empty room as I strained once more at the ties shackling me to the bed.
I was Felix Cosgrove, a respected tough guy in the London criminal underworld. Men like me weren't supposed to be gay, I had never wanted to be gay, I had only ever wanted to be normal, fit in, that's why I had married Nessie, she was a great girl, loving and kind but she couldn't give me what Christian bloody Theirson could emotionally as well as physically.
Tears coursed down my cheeks as I realized that the man I cared for, the man I loved, was going to die…violently. If only I could have given him more, been what he needed me to be, I only I hadn't hired those idiots Talbot and Mitchell…if only Christian had never met that bloody fat little spook, let him get under his skin…inside his head.
Christian and I had needed one more happy memory before everything kicked off and we lost each other. And if I was honest, I had wanted one last chance to try and talk him out of his madness. We had gone for a long boozy dinner before retiring to a hotel for the night. Harry Dean and his thugs had burst through the door just over half an hour ago.
"Aww, how romantic…hope you made it one to remember ladies…might be a while before it happens again…to Felix at least…I'm sure a handsome fella like Christian will make lots of new special friends where he's going…" Dean had sneered. I had lunged at him, only to receive a blow to the throat from one of his thugs that sent me reeling.
"If you know what's good for you Princess you'll stay put." One of the thugs had sneered. Dean however, knew that despite how drunk I was, that wasn't going to happen. The last I remember was blurred visions and distant voices telling Christian to get dressed as plans had changed and he was needed down at the military base. Christian wasn't meant to be involved until they got the Prince to where they were holding him.
"We don't want you there believe me…but that prat Talbot has gone AWOL and the boys are a little jumpy that you might suddenly develop a patriotic conscience…start confessing your sins to the coppers…" I'd heard them say before the darkness claimed me.
I didn't like this. Dean's men were unpredictable at the best of times, now they were pissed off and nervous…all because of that little shit Talbot going on the missing list. If Christian was harmed because of him…I would spend the rest of my life hunting him down, before ripping him limb from limb.
ESME POV-July 3rd 9.30 am-SCI Briefing Room London
"Are we a hundred per cent sure it was James Talbot…the face was a real mess." I heard Carlisle say.
"Yes…fingerprints and DNA all match…" Rose said with a quiet authority.
"And you're sure that his neck had already been broken before, he'd been hung?" Leah asked.
"Yes! Doctor McCarty may have been dragged from his bed at three thirty am to make a two hour car journey before, being faced with a badly beaten and thanks to this heat, decomposing body hanging from the rafters but…I can assure you he carried out his job thoroughly and professionally and my opinion concurs with his totally…" Rose snapped, before turning on her heel and stalking from the room.
"I…" Leah began.
I shook my head warning her to leave it. We had all dismissed Alice's fears as trauma and pregnancy induced hysteria…but she was right. Her bad feeling that something was going to go wrong was coming true.
Carlisle and I had received the call just after three am this morning telling us that a body had been found hanging from the rafters of the airplane hangar where the Prince was due for lunch in just over twenty four hours. The place had been sown up tight with security for the last ten days. There was no damn way this should have happened. The confirmation that the badly beaten body belonged to James Talbot only added to our anxiety. Had Theirson flipped? Exactly what type of men did he have working for him? Did he have control anymore? There were so many damn questions and not enough time to answer them. I ran a hand over my face. God where the hell had this fear…this doubt come from all of a sudden?
"Despite my best efforts…the powers that be have decreed that the lunch will still go ahead…"
My head snapped up. Carlisle did not look at me, merely kept his gaze on the entire room.
"They're moving it to the base Commander's house…the big house just outside the main gate."
"You are fucking kidding me right?" I snapped.
"Afraid not Agent Marshall." Carlisle replied coolly. "It's a pain in the arse I know…but we can handle this…" Carlisle said to the room and me in a tone that brokered no further argument.
Damn it Mae pull yourself together and focus. I told myself sharply. You promised him that Agent Mae Marshall would be there when he needed her and jesus, I could see by the tension in his body and his jaw that he needed me now.
"Got a spare one of those?"
I turned from my position leaning on the railing that ran round the station roof, the favourite haunt of the smokers in the summer. I held out my pack of cigarettes.
"I'm taking Jake and the team down to the base in about an hour…give us more time to run over the house…refine our new plan…personally oversee the fucking security." He hissed, running his free hand over his face.
"I'm sorry…for mouthing off in there."
"You were only saying what the others were thinking… and repeating what I said when Julian told me." He chuckled humourlessly.
"I guess I'm just finding out the hard way…that keeping Agent Marshall and Mrs Cullen separate may not be as easy as I first thought…" I sighed.
"But when it matters, you will." He said. It was a statement not a question. His tone was matter of fact, almost blasé about the whole thing as he draped his arm over my shoulder and cuddled me to his side.
"So will you…" I replied leaning my head against his shoulder.
"True…mainly because I really don't want Agent Marshall actually succeeding in breaking my nose if I didn't."