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CHAPTER ELEVEN! SORRY IT TOOK A LITTLE LONGER THAN USUAL TO GET UP! HERE WE GO!
EPOV
A solid plan was forming. We had decided to sneak out by stealing some guard uniforms. With some help form Marie, we had found the room where the uniforms were kept. At first we thought it was a trap, Marie was being a little too helpful, but Jasper assured me it was the guard room as he did overall distribution in that area. Also we didn't tell Marie when we were going to escape, so there was obviously no trap.
We had debated over and over whether to steal the uniforms the day of the escape or before hand. Bored, Emmett was looking for some entertainment; he brought up the subject again. "So, have we decided when we are going to steal, what's the code word you and Bella use? The flowers?" Emmett asked.
Jasper immediately sat up from his lying down position as we were all on the mattress covered floor. "I still think that day," he said and I felt my face push itself into a frustrated frown. "No, we need to do it beforehand," I argued. "But if we do it before hand the guards could tell some uniforms are missing, plus where can we hide them? Under the mattresses?" Jasper asked.
"We could hide them with the overalls, in the overall distribution room, plus we need time to make sure we know how to put them on properly, we need time to prepare," I argued. "And what about if they notice some are missing?" Jasper asked again. Emmett was clearly enjoying himself, throwing his glance from Jasper to me then back to Jasper again, like he was watching a tennis match.
I fell silent. We couldn't steal them on the night, could we? What about the girls, they were the real reason I didn't want to steal them last minute, Jasper and Emmett had already decided that if something went wrong we would have to leave the girls and go back for them when we can be of assistance.
If we were to steal them on that day, and couldn't for some reason give them to the girls, we would have to escape with out them, but if we did it before hand we had time to give it to them safely. "I feel kinda weird saying this, but I think Jasper is right," Emmett said as my jaw dropped.
"Don't worry about the girls, I know that's your main concern, mine too, I guess now that I have Rosalie…" Emmett was cut of by Jasper, "You haven't even met the girl and you're in love with her? I am sorry but you two guys, I think the walls might be made out of mercury, but you are in a cell and all you can think about are those girls!" Jasper hit the wall hard with his fist, letting out his anger.
"Just because you don't have one," Emmett murmured under his breath. That was it, Jasper was a ticking time bomb and Emmett had just wound him down to zero. Before I could jump in between them, Jasper was on top of Emmett and they were rolling around the mattresses, throwing punches at each other when they got the chance.
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT? YOU BIG IDIOT!" Jasper screamed as they hit a wall. "GET OFF ME!" Emmett roared, throwing Jasper off him using all his strength. I quickly placed myself in front of Emmett so Jasper couldn't jump on him again. "STOP!" I screamed so they both paused.
"Please, we don't need this on top of everything," I pleaded with them. This was why I didn't bring up the girls too much. Jasper just looked at me then went to lie down on his mattress facing the wall probably feeling embarrassed by his outburst. Emmett just shrugged and put a smirk on his face but after a dirty look from me he wiped it off.
I felt like a mother trying to discipline two three year olds, well that was Emmett and Jasper for you.
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BPOV
It was the time of day again when Edward came around to distribute the overalls. Not only did a letter for me arrive, but also another for Rosalie. Apparently Emmett and Rosalie were head over heels for each other, and they haven't even met yet. "It's just like internet dating, except letters are way more romantic," Rosalie explained when I asked her how it was possible to love someone you never met.
We quickly slipped the letters under the mattresses and got ready for the guards to come in. They didn't come, except two walkie talkies were slipped through the flap. Written on some masking tape attached to the back, one had Rosalie on it, the other had Bella. Below our names it had a channel to set the walkie talkie to.
I quickly set the channel, and then helped Rosalie with hers. A voice came out of Rosalie's first, as in alphabetical order Hale came before Swan. "Rosalie, its James, as you can see we have heightened our security," James said, pride in his voice. "The police were starting to get leads and I.P addresses with the computers, so we have gone to walkie talkies," he explained.
Rosalie went to wipe her eyes, and noticed there were no tears. "I am not crying," she exclaimed then hugged me. I hugged her back. "Rosalie, are you there?" James asked and Rosalie quickly talked, holding down the button. "Yes, I am here," she said, excited to not be showing any signs of weakness.
"Mr. Hale, are you there?" James asked. Rosalie wasn't familiar with these devices, and I told her anyone on the same radio channel could hear and participate in the conversation, a bit different to a cell phone. "Yes, let's get down to business, how much do I owe you per day now?" Mr. Hale spoke.
"As you might have guessed, we have raised the price, $50 000 a day," James said. Even for some one as rich as Rosalie that would still make a dent. "Okay, I am getting the cash now, and do I get my guess?" Mr. Hale asked. "Yes, if you please," James said. "2.5 billion dollars," Mr. Hale breathed out. "I can do better," James said.
"Dad?" Rosalie asked. "Where are you honey?" Mr. Hale asked. "That will be enough," A guard said walking in through our cell door, removing Rosalie's walkie talkie. Rosalie started crying now and I left her to it.
I was expecting James to contact me and go through the whole routine, except over the walkie talkie. Walkie talkies were harder to trace then computers, but that much harder? I flicked through the channels briefly before it was my turn. On channel five a voice could be heard. "We have a location," a man's voice said.
"Closing in on the target," another man said. "IT'S A TRAP! RETREAT! RETREAT!" another man screamed over and then the first man talked again. "Officer Mike?" he asked. No response. "Get the team, we're going in," the first man ordered. "We have another person on this line," a woman said. Shit! I quickly switched channels.
"Bella, so nice of you to join us! Mr. Swan…" James started, but I wasn't concentrating. I think these people had outsmarted the police, and that was the worse case scenario I could think of.
Can u imagine Mike as a police officer?
… Don't worry, I can't either.
Wait doesn't he end up as one in Breaking Dawn?
Still scary…
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It was a little boring, but necessary!
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