A/N: Hello guys, I'm here with Chapter 11. Thanks to naja, 's-Daughter, psychovampirefreak, ClaireWhitlock, TATE Forever101 and JenIsaSwanUleyWolfGirl1390 for reviewing! Only one of you got the answer to who wrote that letter! And I am not revealing who it was right at this moment!

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Bella POV

We were on our way to Imelda's house. I didn't know what I was hoping for. On one hand, I really wanted to close this case and catch the murderer. On the other, I found it a little hard to believe that a nanny could kill a kid who she had practically brought up. I found that difficult to digest, and voiced my opinion.

"Boss, I'm not too sure if Imelda is the murderer."

Gibbs looked at me from the corner of his eye while Tim sat straighter in his seat to look at me. I blushed at the attention towards me.

"Why do you say that Bella?" Tim said, his voice getting a little husky as he said my name. He cleared his throat when I turned around to look at him.

"I just find it difficult to believe that a woman could kill the man who she, for all intents and purposes, has brought up as her own. They would have to be close, or Lance Corporal John Smith would not have left her all his remaining assets in his will."

"People sometimes are difficult to believe. Money can be a powerful motive. People change Bella, sometimes more than we can imagine."

My mind immediately flashed to Edward, and I grimaced. Who knew that better than me? While his betrayal didn't leave me gasping for breath like I was having a heart attack anymore, it did still leave a hollow feeling in my chest.

Suddenly, we heard a loud bang from the tire and the car spun out of Gibb's control. We swerved to avoid an oncoming car, only to see a huge tree looming in front of us.

'Edward' was the last thought that came into my mind, before it all became black...

Tim POV

After I made the highly foolish decision to not think before kissing Bella's hand, we got into the car to get on our way to Imelda's house. Bella was making it a point to not look at me. I just hope I had not ruined whatever friendship we had managed to build up since we met.

Suddenly Bella, who had been looking pensive for a while, spoke of her misgivings of our assumption that Imelda was the murderer. While it might be unlikely, one could just not tell about people anymore.

Our musings were interrupted by our tire puncturing. Gibbs lost control of the car. He swerved to avoid a car, only to go and bang our car into a huge oak tree. I was stunned for a moment, taking a few seconds to wrap my mind around what just happened. Then I freaked out.

I knew, being a trained federal agent, I should keep my head in such situations. But I was panicking as I slowly realized I was the only one still conscious.

I called out to Gibbs and Bella, but neither of them answered.

The door on my side was jammed in; I was unable to get it open. My hands were trembling as I struggled to click open my seat belt. I could see that Gibbs was breathing fine. Bella however had a lot of blood running down her face, having banged her head against the windshield.

Luckily Tony and Ziva were behind us so they saw the whole incident. They came running over to our car. I waved them away, telling them I was fine and to see to Bella and Gibbs. I finally managed to get my seatbelt open and stumbled out the door on the other side. Ziva and Tony had managed to get Gibbs out of the car, but the tree had crushed the car on Bella's side and she was stuck inside.

Gibbs started groaning and moving around a little. Thank God. Since he didn't seem in any immediate danger, we decided to completely concentrate our efforts into getting Bella out of the car. My panic was deepening with every second that passed and we were unable to get her out.

I didn't realize when a car passing by saw the crash, and stopped nearby. Now did I realize that two men came rushing out of their cars to help.

"Excuse me, we are doctors. Can we help?"

"Yes, you can just check the man over there." Ziva said. "We don't think he is suffering from any major injuries."

"Was he the only one in the crash?" one of them asked, taking out some medical instruments from his bag.

"No. We have someone stuck under here." Tony said, "But we're not able to get her out. We'll have to wait until the emergency services get here. Don't want to make her injuries worse."

The younger of the two nodded, and bent down to check over Gibbs. He took a deep breath and suddenly stiffened. His eyes widened, first in shock then in panic. He looked at the slightly older man with him. "Carlisle..."

'Carlisle' looked over at the younger man questioningly, then his own eyes widened. He whipped his head over to the car where Bella was stuck. Suddenly both of them left Gibbs and rushed over really fast to the car.

"Oh God!" Carlisle said. "Edward we need to get her out of there."

"Bella!" Edward groaned, rubbing his hand across his face.

Wait, what? What is going on here? How do these two men know Bella?

Before I could ask either of them how they knew Bella, we heard the sirens of the incoming paramedics. Carlisle and Edward were discussing something in a low voice. Edward seemed to be pleading Carlisle for something, he seemed to be more panicked about Bella than I was, and that's saying something!

I don't know how they did it, but suddenly the two of them were lifting Bella out from the car.

"Oh thank God." Ziva reverberated with my silent prayer. "How did you do that?"

Edward looked like he hadn't even heard the question; he was too busy looking at Bella.

"We've helped in accidents before" Carlisle replied distractedly.

I was really starting to get suspicious about the pair, and how close the two of them, especially Edward, were getting towards Bella.

"I think we should let the paramedics handle it from here" I said, my blood seething when I saw Edward smooth Bell's hair off her forehead.

Edward's head snapped up towards mine with a really ferocious look, which would have gotten me really scared, if I hadn't been through all the training involved with being a federal agent. I held his gaze, and glared back at him.

"Edward..." Carlisle said in a warning tone.

"We need to get her to the hospital Carlisle. Fast. She's losing too much blood." Edward said in a pained voice. He stared at Carlisle, who did not respond, and then Edward nodded his head. It seemed like they were having a silent conversation amongst themselves.

Luckily, at that moment, the paramedics arrived and rushed to check the victims. Unfortunately, Ziva told them that I was also in the car when it crashed, which led to them taking me away to check for any internal injuries I might have suffered during the crash. I lost sight of Bella, but I could see frantic activity going on around them.

Tony came up to me after a little while. I jumped on him for any information about Bella.

"They have taken her to the hospital. She had lost quite a bit of blood. Dr. 'Edward' over there was freaking out and then convinced the medics to allow him into the ambulance with her."

"They allowed him to ride in the ambulance?" I asked, shocked.

"Yeah, he's supposed to be a pretty important name in accident and trauma management." Tony told me.

"So this is right up his alley." I said, not sure if I should be happy or sad about that.

"Yeah, well, I'm not too sure it was an accident."

I looked at him, shocked. "What do you mean?"

"While you were being babied over here by the medics, I decided to go check the reason for the tire to puncture like that."

"It wasn't an accident was it?" I asked, already knowing the answer to that question.

Tony shook his head. "Only if you can call a 9 mm bullet lodged in your tire an accident!"

A/N: Hahah! Surprised? I knew I said I wouldn't be bringing the Cullens in, but I couldn't resist. Not so much of mystery in this chapter. So what do you think? Should Bella and Edward get back together? Or should Edward leave before Bella wakes up to see him there? Your opinion counts guys! Please do review!