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THEY ALL THINK ALIKE 10

I stopped dead in my tracks and just stood there. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Alice stood by my side, took my hand in hers and gave it a tight squeeze. I smiled down at her and after a few more minutes of listening, I could no longer take it. I couldn't fathom what I was hearing. So with my head held high I walked back into the wine room.

Agents Cheney and Webber were still seated at the table talking quietly with each other. Agents Cullen and Whitlock were standing on the other side of the room having what looked like an intense discussion with 3 and Freak, probably about baseball. My main focus however was Emmett and Agent Hale who were standing by the door. Emmett looked pissed and about ready to explode. Agent Hale, she had that same smug look on her face as earlier today. 'I'm gonna cut a Bitch.'

"Agent Hale, you have a really big fucking mouth on you, you know that." I said it a deadly tone, so that she would know I meant business. Before I could continue, Freak and 3 were by my side along with Emmett. Cullen and Whitlock were standing back a little behind Agent Hale. Alice was still behind me so I couldn't see her face but Webber and Cheney had their mouths hanging open. Hale went and took a step back and I took one towards her. I felt Emmett and Tim each grab one of my arms but that just wasn't going to stop me.

"I don't know where you get off talking to MY brother and asking him questions that are none of your fucking business at all." I think I said that rather calmly if you ask me.

"Oh, I do think it's my business, in fact I think it's all of our business to know that you were only picked to lead this mission because your fucking the Director of the FBI. You, your nothing but a whore."

Sooner than Emmett could get a firm grip on my right arm, I jerked it away. I pulled back and punched the bitch right in the face. I heard a dull crack, saw blood and watched her hit the floor, hard too, I might add. Tim and Emmett both had a hold of me now. Agent Webber rushed to Hale's side with a napkin for her nose while trying to help her up. Everyone was now gathered around Agent Hale except for, Freak, 3 and Emmett.

"So is that what you all think then. That I slept my way to the top. That I didn't earn any of my accomplishments.? I am not some snot nosed, wet behind the ears Agent but I guess I shouldn't expect more from any of you." I looked them all in the eyes and none of them said anything so I took that as confirmation. I turned to Emmett and said,

"You can explain to them if you want to, I don't care either way. But that fucking bitch goes." I really wanted to call her something else that starts with a 'C' but I hate that word so I held it back. Emmett nodded his head in understanding. I turned to Agent Webber telling her I was sorry we couldn't work together but they were a package deal so she would have to go too. Then I asked Aubrey and Tim to take me home. I was done. Just before I left, I turned and told them all,

"If any of you can't accept the truth in what Emmett is about to tell you, then this is goodbye. It was nice getting to know most of you."

Traci was waiting for us when we exited and had ice wrapped in a towel for my hand. Good thing to it was starting to swell a little. I thanked her and told her I would call later this weekend. The boys led me out to the car and took me home. I gave them both a kiss and hug goodnight then made my way inside and went straight to bed. I will think about this shit storm tomorrow. Scarcely before I passed out, I sent the Director a text letting him know the New York team had to go and to send in the replacements. Finished, I shut off my phone and passed the fuck out.

A/N Huge thanks to Chatterbox33, go check out her story Eclectic you wont be disappointed.