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Emmett

I really messed up with Bella she trusted me and even loved me. But now I have no clue what to do to even get her back I love her more than I have loved anyone. And because of my fucked up past and trust issues I automatically thought the worst of her.

I need to do something to get her back.


Bella

I quickly made my way around the room cleaning all the roses that Emmett has been sending. For the past two almost three weeks he has sent me a million bouquets of roses saying a variation of things like I'm sorry and I love you. I don't think I've cried this much in a while. I love that he cares but he said some things that really hurt me and it won't be easy to get me back. I'm not even sure I want to be involved. He's in the fucking mob. I can't even think about this right now.

*Ring*Ring*

I looked towards the door and huffed.

More god damn flowers

At least he is showing he cares about you. He loves you so much you both said some things bell calm down. You should call him.

But h-

I don't give a damn about what he did or said Bella you are being too hard on him. It's been three fucking weeks. What if someone just popped into your life and then you fell for them and they coincidentally end up looking you up and finding things out that you shouldn't. You wouldn't think it strange that the person who just popped up out of nowhere who was seemingly perfect to you could really be out to hurt you?

I never thought about it, I was so concerned with all that he said. He really hurt me but he was just protecting his family which if I was in his shoes I would have done the same things. But that doesn't make what he said any better. I told him those things thinking he cared and never expected him to use those same words to hurt me. I have to think about it. Anyway I have to go wake Jake.

*Knock*Knock*Knock*

I was startled out of my internal conversation by the banging at the door. Right the flowers. I made my way to the door.

"Look can you just tell Emmett to stop sending me flowers. I feel bad that you keep having to travel here to bring me flowers I-"I looked up and realized it wasn't the flower boy I have been looking at for the past couple of weeks. It was none other than my sister. Tanya.


Emmett

My phone has been ringing off the hook between Alice and Rosalie. The two haven't let up in a week. I bought a new phone and they both somehow got my number. I asked for space but the constant ringing has already giving me a migraine.

Maybe if you talked to Alice, she might be able to help you? You said some fucked up shit man. I'm sure you probably really chorused her. You kept saying you loved her but then you spit everything she told you back in her face. You're a real grade a asshole.

Like I don't fucking know that. I didn't mean it but she just showed up and took my heart. I've never felt like this before not even with Irina. Now I ruined it.

Did you think flowers and a couple I'm sorry's would help? You thought it would make it all better? Newsflash she needs to see you there at her door. Not the scrawny kid you keep sending over. If you have to beg then fucking beg. Get to it.

I will.

I dialed the same number as the night I found my Bella.

"You fucker I have been trying to call you all fucking week. What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know I was worried? I thought maybe you ran again. I couldn't handle that Emmy Bear I couldn't do it, you hear me? If you ever fucking run away again I will fucking hurt you so bad. Beidh mé grab FHISICIÚIL do liathróidí agus sracadh 'em ó do chorp agus shred fucking chun píosaí a fuair em tú dom?(I will physically grab your balls and rip them from your body and fucking shred them to pieces you got me?) Is fuath liom fucking tú an oiread sin ceart anois! Cad é an ifreann mhaith leat? (I fucking hate you so much right now! What the hell do you want?)" She yelled at me. Whenever she slipped into her Irish she was really mad. I could imagine he face is probably so red and her eyes are probably watering a little. I know she loves me but right now I fear for my balls.

"Ally cat please don't be mad. Bella and I broke up and now I'm trying to be better I said some fucked up shit. She told me things and I threw it back at her. I want to get her back I love her so much. Help me please." I begged

"EMMETT DO Dating A? CONAS FHÉADFÁ TELL ME NÓ NACH Ligean ME KNOW? CAD É AN Fuck Mícheart LEAT? CAD RAIBH TÚ RÁ A? CÉN FÁTH MHAITH LEAT Gortaítear di? Uaireanta TÁ TÚ AN asshole. CAD RAIBH DI RÁ GO TÚ? Bhraitheann TÚ I LOVE LE A? EMMETT NUAIR FÉACH TÚ im ag dul a slap an cac AS TÚ! MÓR DUIT GO TO A AGUS A TELL DO Sorry AGUS BEIDH NÁ rud ar bith a chruthú gur DO A. RÁ CAD bhraitheann TÚ MÁ NÍ Emmy DI NÍ GLACADH AN Bitch SEOL IT MY WAY. (EMMETT YOUR DATING HER? HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME OR LET ME KNOW? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER? WHY WOULD YOU HURT HER? SOMETIMES YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE. WHAT DID SHE SAY TO YOU? YOU FEEL IN LOVE WITH HER? EMMETT WHEN I SEE YOU IM GOING TO SLAP THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! YOU NEED TO GO TO HER AND TELL HER YOUR SORRY AND WILL DO ANYTHING TO PROVE THAT TO HER. SAY WHAT YOU FEEL EMMY IF SHE DOESN'T ACCEPT IT SEND THE BITCH MY WAY.)" She yelled, I could tell she was wired up about everything.

"Guarda il tuo Tougne, io sono ancora capo." (Watch your tongue, I'm still boss.) I hissed gently I understood but she knew to never cross me in that way.

"Now I need you to get me everything that dad has been working on and send it to me I want to jump in. I also need you to get me back into the hospital. I want a higher position then last time. I was to have my own team this time. Get on it." I said and quickly hung up the phone. I jogged down to the garage and made my way to Manhattan I have to apologize to my girl.


Bella

"Oh hey sis why are you here?" I was so confused right now.

"Why the fuck would you send me that demented fucking video? What the hell is wrong with you?" She yelled franticly.

"I was at home eating and clicked the link you sent expecting something stupid and I watched you fucking slaughter people. You're a fucking murder. How could you do the things you did? What's was up with the crock pot story about people forcing you to do things. You are nothing but an attention whore who had nothing better to do with her time you fucking ruined my life and everyone else." We all fucking hate you! You useless, pathetic, wh—"I didn't even understand what happened until I looked up and saw the red handprint on her face, and felt the stinging of my hand.

"D-di-did you just slap me?" What the fuck is wrong with you?" She stuttered. I was tired of her bull shit. All this is going to end now.

"You think I ruined your life? Is that it? Tanya news flash I didn't do shit but save you from the same fate or worse. You wouldn't have made it a fucking day in that place. You want to cover up the hurt and pain that you had to deal with because you know if you would have just listened to me none of it would have happened. We were going to move a week later. School was out. The house was packed. They didn't know that. It turns out they weren't really watching us. He said that to scare us and it worked. When I came back I saw how happy you were. Until I told everyone what happened. You hated what I went thru and instead of being there when I needed you and everyone the most you and dad took sides and hated me. Everyone else believes me. But you and dad. And you know what hurts the most is that you know deep down that I was right. You knew every word I said was true." I started screaming all the hate and hurt I held for her was coming out. We were both crying and screaming.

"I'm so fucking sorry, if I wouldn't have driven the car or maybe if I had let you go get the hoodie. Maybe if I had just kept driving the car, I'm sure it wouldn't have blown up. And even if it did at least you would have had a better life without all that you went thru. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that hurt you even after all the pain you went thru." She sobbed. I rushed towards her and hugged her tightly we fell to the floor and held each other.

"What's all the screaming about?" We both turned around and looked towards Jacob. Who was shirtless with a handful of steel knives?

I scrambled off the floor and pulled Tanya up with me.

"Jacob put those down. Why do you have them anyway? You could have hurt someone." I brushed myself off and closed the door. He grunted but put the knives away.

"You can't blame me for wanting to keep you and myself safe. I'm not sure if you heard or not but supposedly there in Jail now. I don't trust it and if it was true it wouldn't stay that way for long. And believe it or not when and if they get out there coming for us Izza. You never know when and you won't know who. Remember that. Anyway why is she here?" He asked. I always thought they would get out and just prayed I died before they did or maybe they would have forgotten but , the truth is they never forget and will do whatever it take to finish what they started.

"She's here because." Then I stopped. Why was she here? I looked towards Tanya with a confused and questioning look.

"She has a name first of all and who the fucks are you? Why are you here? "Tanya snipped at Jacob

"Listen blondie who I am isn't important, why I'm here isn't important. The only important thing here, Tanya." He emphasized her name. "Now I asked why you were here. If your here to do more damage to Izza then you can take your ass right out that fucking door. "He said crossing his arms. Tanya looked pissed and went all the way up to him and got in his face.

"Listen Jacob you may think you know me but you don't know shit! So you can take your bullshit Mr Mysterious act and fucking hit the road." She huffed. I just stepped back both of them angry are volatile and I don't want to get in between that.

"Oh I don't know you let me Guess Tanya you and Izza were the best of friends you family was perfect up until your birthday. You always wanting your way and used to getting what you want. You wanted to go driving and forced Izza to go with you. You guys bump into a stranger and you being the young little whore you were wanted to get in a good fuck and instead you ended up almost getting cut up only you got away. Izza didn't. She didn't think when she saved you and with that she lost her life. She may have been breathing but she died that day. Then she was free. And what was worse was that you believed everything she said but were to selfish and stuck up to give a shit what she was going thru and you and your father disrespected Izza and hurt her further. She went home thinking the pain and suffering would be over but it wasn't. You hurt her more then you may think. So don't tell me I don't know because I know more than you might think." He yelled, causing Tanya to shrink back and nod.

"Ok that's enough. Let's all stop yelling I need a drink and some pain pill. All this yelling gave me freaking migraine anyone else?" They both nodded and we headed to the kitchen. I reached into the highest cabinet and pulled the old whiskey bottle that I kept. I pulled three small glasses.

"This is the best I have I hope it good." I said as I pulled the top off the decanter and swirled the liquor around the bottle. I quickly poured the liquid into the three gasses. Taking a small sip it was like liquid warmth the perfect amount of heat and spice with a hint of sweetness that left a pleasant burn.

"Izza let me see that bottle" Jacob said I handed it to him and moved back towards the counter.

"Fucking hell, Izza do you know what you're drinking?" Jacob nearly screamed. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Some grade a whisky." I responded grabbing the bottle of Pain Relievers. I took two and passed the bottle to Tanya who got her serving and passed it towards Jacob, who was still looking at the bottle in wonder.

"This is the Macallan 64 year old bottle of Whisky in Lalique. It's the most expensive bottle of Whisky or better categorized as scotch. This sold at and Auction for like 460,000 dollars. It was sold in 2010 you weren't old enough to buy this then. You were only twenty how did you get it?" He asked curiously.

"What? That can't be possible Amber gave that to me the day after I hired her." I was so confused. Amber was low on funds and really need that job when she came to me. She needed o feed herself as well as her baby. Where would she have gotten the Whiskey?

"She wouldn't have had the money to pay for that so she must have known the buyer and just not know what she had, like me. I never would have known what I had."

Flashback

I have been in the office for ten hours, and I can finally go home now. I made it to my desk and put all the different files in manila folders. I out those in my briefcase and reached for my phone when I saw her application. Amber V. Isle she wasn't all that qualified but she needed to feed her new born baby s, Remy I think she told me. I feel for her but should I be one of those people who give someone a job because I feel bad? Hell yes, if we had more people who were willing to help other when they were really and truly down then the world might be better.

I dialed the number from her application.

"Hello" She answered tiredly.

"Um hello is this Ms, Isle?" I asked.

"Uh may I ask who is calling me?" She asked quietly

"I apologize this is Isabella Swan you were in my office earlier for an editor position. I'm sorry to say that I can't give you that position but I can, if you want have you as my secretly. It would be simple work, filing papers, noting appointments. Those sorts of things. What do you say?" I asked excitedly.

"Wow umm thank you, yes I would love the job. Thank you so much I won't let you down I promise." She said happily.

"Well you start tomorrow." I said.

"I can't wait; I actually have something for you. I hope you will accept it." She told me.

"Oh Ms Isle you don't have to bring me anything." I wasn't expecting anything

"Ms, Swan please call me Amber and it's already done, I have a mission and I won't stop until it's complete, nothing will stop me." She said, that sounded familiar to me for some reason. I shook it off.

"If only call me Bella. An if you say so, nothing too much ok." I liked her already.

"Hmm if you say so boss lady." With that we said our goodbye and I left the office with smile on my face.

End Flashback

"The next day she gave it to me she said it belonged to her Uncle and he gave it to her before she moved to New York. She told me that she didn't need it, what with the baby and all." I said not understanding what the fuss was about.

"Izza what did you say her name was again?" Jacob asked.

"Amber Jacob what is all the fuss about?" I asked him. He hoped up and raced towards my room, then ran back with is knives. He signaled to use to be quiet. I was overly confused now. What was going on?

"Izza nothing is going on I just thought that maybe I knew her from somewhere but the last name isn't right. Anyway what are we going to do today?" He asked walking around the room. He waved to Tanya.

"Umm why don't me just chill out here?" She asked he started shaking his head 'no'. So she changed tactic.

"Or we can go out for a bit I have nothing better to do today anyway." She ended still confused.

He was looking around the room wildly. He grabbed s pen and paper. And quickly scrawled something down.

Bella you can only write on this page unless I ask you a question directly. Bella has Amber been here before? I mean in your house? If so where all did she go?

Umm here and the living room. Why?

Because she is them. She is one of them.

We have to go now. To a cafe or something we just have to leave and soon.

I nodded and signaled to Tanya we each grabbed a few things including two guns and some knives. I headed to the garage and we loaded into Tanya car. I started driving to the one place I knew we would be safe. Emmett's house.

We were almost there when I passed Emmett's car I skidded to a halt and turned around. I went as fast as I could behind him.

"Jacob grabbed my phone and call Emmett please tell him to meet us at his house its important." I said quickly. He did as he was asked. I made my way back towards Emmett's house and about fifteen minutes later he pulled up behind us.

"Bella? What's wrong? "He asked frantically checking me over. I put my hand on his face and pulled him closer to me.

"Don't you ever fucking cross or doubt me again McCarthy or it will be your balls." I said and kissed him.

"You're the second person to tell me that today. And I won't I was on my way to your place to come and apologize I'm sorry about what I said and I'm sorry that I hurt you. I love you." He said hugging me close to him.

"I like you too now let's get inside Jacob flipped out earlier and has some explaining to do." he nodded and soon we were settled inside his place and were looking at Jacob for an explanation.

"Ok so to fill you in Tanya showed up and Izza and Tanya were yelling and whatnot so I woke up to the two of them crying and hugging words were exchanged and headaches were gained. So Izza said a drink and some pills were in store. We sat down and imagine my surprise when Izza pulls out a 460,000 dollar bottle of Whiskey. I flipped but then I realized that Izza couldn't have bought it if this particular bottle was sold in 2010 she was only 20 at the time of its sale. So I asked here where she got it from. She told me her new assistant gave it to her the day after Izza hired her. But the girl Amber needed the money for her baby and herself so she wouldn't have had that time of money to waste on a bottle of whiskey." He took a breath and let all that sink in. I was still confused what his point was. Amber told me she got the bottle from her uncle. I motioned to continue.

"So it got me to thinking. I think I've seen this bottle before. But where? I could have seen it online or in the paper. But I know exactly where I saw this bottle. And unless it's a replica or a horrible coincidence, then we are all in trouble." Jacob finished. I thought about it and with a shocking realization I remember exactly where I first saw that bottle.


Charlie

There hasn't been a case in four days and in the past couple of hour nothing has changed. I left a note on my partner's desk

Hey Marc I left to the break room if anything changes then come find me.

I grabbed my coffee a donut and my laptop and headed to the breakroom. Sat at the table and set up the laptop. While it booted up I found some sugar and a coffee stirrer and sat in the hard plastic chair. Quickly fixing my coffee I opened the email and clicked the link.

Didn't Isabella tell you not to eat or drink while watching that footage or viewing the picture?

She might have but the little bitch is just pulling me and Tans leg because of her stupid story. It probably just a link that says got you.

Fine be stubborn you will learn the hard way if she is right.

I'm a cop what the hell haven't I seen.

The video started by giving a date and talking about how subject M1B and subject T34L had to be punished for breaking some rule. The picture showed a young Bella, a man that looked familiar and a girl strapped to a metal table. Before I knew it he was giving her orders and there was blood everywhere. I rushed and emptied all the contents of my stomach into the break room trash. I sat there and watched as my baby was forced to hurt the poor girl as she gurgled and cried small phrases of encouragement. She was strong until the end. I sat horrified as I looked at the video of the mutilated corpse and Bella laying lifeless on the ground a large gash on her arm to her waist. The same man from the beginning of the video started talking. And flashed to a small group of men. Then the video was over. I know why that man looked so familiar. I played the video back until I was towards the end and the man who was in the room with Bella was on the screen. I hit play and watched as he moves his head towards the camera. I knew someone exactly like him, moves just like him, and speaks just like him. There in that awful place in that room years ago was my partner. Marc. He knew something. And I intend to find out what and why he made Bella do what she did.

The only question is how to do that without arising suspicion.

I have no clue.


Bella

I'm still so confused what is going in and what is Jacob talking about. I need answers and I need them not. I still haven't pieced together what he was thinking. And by the looks of it neither did Emmett or Tanya. I stood up with my arms crossed. This guessing game ends now.

"Jacob E. Black what the hell is going in? What are you going on about?" I waited. He huffed.

"Bella this bottle was there. It was Marcus he had the bottle and it disappeared the day before we left. They found us."

I didn't realize that my breathing became labored and before I knew it I was free falling into a dark abyss.


Charlie

I sat in the breakroom and broke down. Ever since bells came back from that horrid place and told us what all happened there I was livid. Livid at those fuckers I knew exactly what she said was true but who wants to believe that their child was taken by people who were never really caught or found. Why would I even want to think that she could kill someone? I was angry at them for taking her and. making her do what she did. I was angry that she was back. I was angry that the cops took so long to find her. I was angry that she wasn't the same. I was angry that she was taken and missed so much. I was angry that she didn't get a good shot at life. And most of all I was angry that I didn't protect her. I shut down everything and fixed myself to look semi-normal. But now I had to calm down because whatever Marcus had to do with bells and all that went down there was twisted. He seems like your everyday good guy. He raised his niece and just lived a simple life. But now I had to figure out what he has to do with my daughters' disappearance.

I calmed down and made my way back to my desk.

"Hey Charlie I wanted to introduce you to my friends how's that sound?" Marc asked. I look at him and saw red. I jumped up and had him by the throat. He looked like he was about to piss his pants.

"Fucker you don't know who you fucked over but don't think for a second that you won't pay. It might not be today and it might not be tomorrow but fucking hell you'll pay for hurting my girl and fucking over my family." I sneered.

He looked calm but something passed thru his eyes and was gone before I could register it. And tried to pressure point my neck with his free hand.

*Click*Click*Crunch*

"Awahhoooi fuck y-y-y-yo-you broke my fucking hand." He wailed falling to the floor clutching his broken palm. I smirked smugly.

"Marc I'm sorry buddy let me help you up. Before he could react I grabbed his broken hand and yanked him up.

"Goddammit fuckkkkkkkk Charlie what's wrong with you. You fucking ruined my hand. First you threaten me for something I didn't do. Do you think I would hurt your daughter? I don't even know her. And now you break my hand and wrist. Expect to receive my hospital bill.

Good job on not raising suspicion he totally doesn't think anything of the fact that you just BROKE HIS HAND!

Opps!

Really that's all you have to say? Is opps?

What? He diserved much more and will get it to.

Be carful if everything people say is true then maybe you should proceed with caution.

He is nothing but a man.

So what are you?

"Marc meet me tonight by the docks I want you to meet a friend of mine." I said pausing."9:00 sharp don't be late." With that I walked out of the precinct and took in the cold air of New York and walked to the train station dialing an old buddy of mines number.

"Cullen Speaking" he answered a warm tone. A tone almost too warm for a Mobster.

"Hey Carlisle I need to take care of someone meet me at the docks at 7:00 bring your boys?" I asked.

"Sounds good to me who is it this time? And what did they do?" He asked giddily.

"Marcus V. Isle I think the last is a fake but he had something to do with bells kidnapping." I said. Like I knew it he blew up.

"We will get this guy and pin him to the wall. He hurt my godchild and evaded even me and my guys. We will do a hell of a lot of digging and get this bastard. That's my word Charles." He said with conviction. We said our goodbyes and I made one last call.

"...It's Isabella and you reached my private number. If I know you. You know what to do. If I don't imma call the cop on yo ass. Ok bye." I laughed lightly at the message and left a voicemail and told her that I was sorry and wanted to meet up and talk. I made my way home to get some supplies.


Emmett

"She's waking up give her some space." I yelled

"Emmett please my head is killing me. What happened?" Bella asked slowly getting up from the floor.

"Jacob said that the bottle of Whiskey you were drinking was Marcus's. Meaning whoever gave it to you or Amber is setting you up.

"Right ok." She looked towards Jacob." Jake how do you know there aren't more bottles like it? And maybe it's a bad coincidence. What I would like to know is why you were acting so weird and why we had to leave my place? Jacob what's going on?" She asked exasperated.

"We had to leave because I think Amber bugged your place. My point is yes there could be replicas but think Izza think. When you went to Marcus office those couple of times what do you remember? I remember when they broke my ribs in his office I looked at that bottle the whole time and he explained it to me." He gripped his cropped black hair and started pacing I was sort of lost.

"He told me it was one of the finest and most expensive things he owned." He paused and kept pacing piecing the bits of what he found together.

"He told me that if anything were to happen to it would ruin everything. It would ruin... I forgot what he said it was another language. He said it was something so large that it was everywhere. He said that if we were to ever get out that they would watch us. Watch us get comfortable and live our lives and they would sit in watch. And when we thought everything was at its best, that's when they would strike." He stopped gripping his hair but continued pacing.

"Izza this Amber the one who is your assistant do you know where we can find her?" He asked. I looked towards Bella.

"No but I can call her to meet us here. I can ask her to help me go over some files." She said shaking slightly. "But I need to know everything first." She said with a look of determination.

Jacob huffed a bit but sat down and started talking.

"When Marcus told me about the bottle he for some reason kept going on about its importance and I remember that each bottle has a different label. They were all created a year apart. Marcus has the first bottle that was ever made. His label was red. Which is the main reason I flipped it's been said that they never repeat a label color. Your bottle has the red lable. So it got me to thinking about who gave it to you, you said her name was Amber V. Isle right. Did she ever tell you what the middle letter stood for?" He asked carefully. Bella's eyes widened in shock.

"No but I'm starting to have an Idea." She said. Jacob continued.

"Exactly see what I'm thinking is that Marcus had a relative maybe she is his daughter or something. And somehow they knew we would get out. The only problem is how? But it make sense now whatever Marcus meant by something bigger was going to happen, we were a part of that plan. Think about it when we got in trouble they were easy on us if you think about it. You made a friend they made you kill someone and cut you but they didn't kill you. They caught me trying to escape but they only broke my ribs. There were others who did less than that and were killed on the spot. Why keep us? They had to know we were friends but they never said anything. They found out about you and Leah and you two were so secretive. And with the amount of power that they had there was more to that whole chapter then we even thought. Whatever it is its beginning and if we don't figure out what it is it could be too late." He said. I was still confused.

"Ok what the hell does Amber or the damn bottle has to do with any of this?" I asked. He huffed again and growled at me. What the fuck was this kid a dog or something?

"The point is Amber V Isle is Amber Voultorie Isle she is somehow connected to Marcus. He must have given her the bottle or sent it to her. To send to Bella because he knew she would have no clue about its worth. But he knew I would. He knew I would find Bella one day. I didn't expect her to bump right into me. But I told him one day when we get out I would find her and make sure nobody ever hurt her again." He paused. I guess I still looked confused.

"I mean that the people who took us are watching us and are going to do something. And it will be big." He said and we all suddenly realized the depth of what was going on.


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