KISS ME, KILL YOU

Chapter Thirteen: A Visit From The Truth Fairy

"I've got to kill the Pack."

"W-What??" Bella couldn't believe what he said. Did she hear him wrong?

He sat up. Stood up and started pacing.

"They're acting like a pack of rabid dogs! Not protectors! They've become destroyers!"

"Jake? Calm down, baby, tell me what's going on. Tell me the whole story from the beginning. The truth." She patted the space next to her for him to sit.

"Ok, ok." He rubbed his face and sat down next to Bella.

Grayson appeared with a carafe of Vodka and Cranberry juice on ice and a platter of finger sandwiches. Bella poured two drinks, dropped a few cherries and orange slices in them and sat back. Jake grabbed a handful of roast beef and pepperjack sandwiches and sat back next to her.

Jake cleared his throat and spoke quietly. "Remember when the heads started showing up?"

Bella downed her drink, sucked on the orange slice and chewed on the cherry. "Yes...um, about six months ago."

"Well, that wasn't the first ones, actually." He looked at the floor. Bella poured another Cosmo and quickly downing it. This was not going to be anywhere close to good. Not even on the same planet as good.

"Oh." Bella went into her head, begging her mind to hold on.

"Yeah, we've been finding them near the Rez for a little while now."

"A while?"

"Yeah."

"How long is 'a while'?"

"Um...two years."

"TWO YEARS?!" Bella rubbed the icy glass on her forehead.

"Um...yeah. They were transients mostly, lost campers that were easily blamed on bears."

"How many?"

"A couple. A few. Not many," he said very sheepishly.

"Jake..."

"Thirty-two."

"THIRTY-TWO?? Wait-those three LeStats have been around for two years? Wait a minute...thirty-two plus the 16 recent ones? Fourty-eight...? That's uh...wow."

"Well, that's the thing, Bells. The LeStats...Well, they had nothing to do with it. At first, anyways. They kinda came in at the end. Like two days before the town meeting."

"Okay," Bella frowned, thoroughly confused. "Then...who?"

He took a deep breath. "A couple of pack members from another tribe. They were just cubs. It was contained on the Rez at first, these two cubs just being rebellious. Then they got a couple of our cubs to go hunting humans and before I knew what was happening, half the pack joined them. It became like a status thing." He crossed the room and braced himself on the window, his big shoulders sagging with the weight of his confession.

Bella plastered a blank expression on her face and prepared for the rest of the story. "Jake," her voice cracked. She cleared her throat, he turned to face her, wiping the back of his hand over his wet face. "The...h-heads...why the heads?"

"Because it's sacred to the Quileutes. It holds the Spirit. Besides, that's just gross."

Gross. After seeing his friends dining on human entrails, her definition of gross needed work.

Jake sat back next to Bella. She rubbed his back while he continued. "Then, they started getting sloppy. The heads started showing up close to Forks, they started hunting townspeople. The Mayor came before the Tribe Elders wanting peaceful cooperation from us to help them find these 'Decapitators.' He knew we were excellent trackers. He wanted the ones responsible literally crucified in the town square.

"Well, as Tribal Chief and Pack Alpha, I couldn't let them know it was members of our Tribe responsible for the murders. They would have hunted us all down and skinned us alive. That's when James, Laurent and Victoria came into the picture."

"Who?" Bella fixed them both another drink, then buzzed Grayson to bring more. Much more. Lots more.

"The so-called 'Decapitators.' The original three LeStats. The ones we paraded in the Town Square. They heard what was happening and showed up one day with a proposition the Elders really couldn't refuse. If they agreed to take the blame for the Forks heads, we would guarantee their safety and then let them go. I tried to tell Billy and them that you can't trust a LeStat...that it was crazy to consider making a deal with them. You with me so far?"

Bella swallowed hard and nodded.

"We were just going to parade them in public at first. But then, they demanded blood. So the Elders came up with a plan to round up all the outcasts and freaks in Forks, pretend to put them on trial and let the majority go free."

"But Jake, the town is empty. It's a frikken ghost town. Where are all the people Jake?"

He got really agitated then. Pacing and talking to himself furiously. "It wasn't supposed to be this way. It was all supposed to go away." He wrung his hands, then raked them over and over again through his hair.

"Jack...baby, come here. Sit with me." She knew she had to calm him down. He was on the edge. If he lost it and changed into his Wolf form, she wasn't sure she could contain him. He could easily snap her neck. Most of all, she had more questions and she doesn't speak dog.

He nodded his head and plopped down next to her. "Here," she said gently, "lay your head down on my lap and let me help you." He laid his huge body out on the couch on his side and placed his big head in her lap. Bella tenderly stroked his hair, rubbing his scalp and massaging his temples. She felt him relax, take a deep breath and then another.

"Bells," he said quietly, "they had no intentions of letting them go. They played me like a fine tuned piano."

"How many LeStats are here now?"

"Eight last count."

"FUCK! Na, it's ok...no problemo."

"Any of the Wolves still loyal to you? Any other Tribe members feel like you do?"

"Yeah. About seven of my Pack Mates and five from another tribe. I'm positive sure they are loyal to me. Quil and Embry always have my back. Plus Sam, Paul and Jared and then Seth. Maybe their Mates...I'm not sure how the imprinting thing works, but I'm pretty sure it's a 'wither thou goest, so goest I' kinda thing."

Damn, he was quoting the Bible. He was definitely fucked up. "Ok, so how many Pack members are loyal to the LeStats?"

"Probably about ten, some from our Tribe and some from a Tribe in Utah."

Bella thought about that for a minute, trying to size up the situation. And a plan was starting to form. On the good side, they had Carlisle, Esme, Jasper and Emmett. Jasper and Emmett were a given. They were mated with her sisters and Amaranthine Law dictates unfailing loyalty to the female head of the family. Edward was still an enigma in more than just a couple ways. So he couldn't be counted. The hairy beasties would be bringing between seven and twelve, depending if the females of the Pack were going to play nice.

Making a grand total of between fourteen and twenty, not counting Edward. Batting for the evil sons of bitches were about eighteen, give or take. Not great odds, but not too bad either.

"Bella." Jake broke her from her thoughts. Speaking in a shaky voice filled with remorse and horror he said, "I did horrible things. I...The Elders..The Pack Elders all side with the LeStats. So, I had to do unspeakable things. I am Alpha, but the Elders, well, they answer to no one. They rule the Tribe." Tears, so hot and so sad, fell from his eyes and splashed on her pants. "If you knew...Jesus, Bella..if you knew...you'd never look at me again, never talk to me again. You wouldn't be my friend anymore and most likely you'd have to carve me up into little pieces."

He started sobbing hard. Bella curled around him and rocked him gently, telling him it would be ok and it'll be over soon.

"I'm sorry, I haven't slept in days," He said, sitting up, wiping his eyes with his hands.

"Look, Jake, why don't you go lie down in the guest room? No one will bother you there. Get a couple hours of sleep. I'll wake you up in a couple hours."

Yawning like a big bear, he said, "Yeah, I could really use some down time."

"Grayson," Bella spoke into the intercom.

"Madam?" He appeared in the doorway.

"Please show our guest to the Blue Wing so he can rest. See that he gets anything he needs." Bella said and put two fingers on her chin.

"Yes, Madam, right away." Then turning to Jake, "If you will follow me, Sir."

"Thanks Bells, thanks," He bent down and kissed her cheek.

"Get some sleep, Jake."

Grayson lead Jacob up the stairs and to the left down a long maze of corridors to the Blue Wing. Opening the door for him and then stepping back, Grayson let Jake pass and go inside the large, sterile room. A steel autopsy table was the only thing in the padded room.

"What the fuck is this?" Jake scratched his head. The next thing he felt a sharp pain in his right buttocks. He pulled a trank dart out just as he fell to the floor out cold.

Bella drained the last of the Cosmo out of the carafe. A loud thud on the ceiling above her let her know that Jake was being taken care of. Grayson appeared wearing a slight smile and a slightly smug expression.

"Anything else, Madam?"

"Is he safe and secure?" Meaning he had chained Jacob to the table and he was sleeping off a nice tranquilizer cocktail.

"Of course, Madam. Gagged and bagged."

"Excellent. I'm going up to my room to rest. Tell me when General Cullen arrives, please."

"Very good, Madam."

Bella stretched out on her bed to think about her next move. Time was running out for a lot of her fellow citizens and she knew she had to move quickly. This new turn of events with Jake changed everything. There were four considerations:

Could she use Jacob Black as some sort of leverage to free the humans?

If Edward was indeed the Executioner of the Volturi, why hasn't he acted yet? Every time she wanted to pump him for information, he ended up pumping her breathless and brainless, thoroughly and completely.

How many people have Esme and Carlisle moved through to Canada? Will they be able to return when this is all done?

And why the fuck hasn't Edward asked her to Mate him? Bastard. Not that she could but Christ! He could at least ask. This bothered her waaaay more than it should and it bothered her that it bothered her. ACK!

"Madam?" Grayson's voice sounded from the intercom. He sounded a bit aggravated.

"Yes, Grayson, what's up?"

"Some people..and I do use the term people loosely...are here to see your guest."

Bella sighed. "How many of these people?"

"Four."

"Show them into the den and then prepare the other guest bedroom in the Blue Wing just in case."

"Very good, Madam."

Bella went to her closet to arm herself. She strapped on a holster to her hip and put her favorite slice and dicer in it. She stuck her Beretta into the waistband at the small of her back, some throwing stars in her pockets then untucked her shirt so it hung over her loosely.

She went into the den and burst out laughing. Quil and Embry were doing DDR in perfect synchronization. Really graceful, considering what they were.

"You guys are pretty good!" She laughed.

They stopped immediately and folded their arms across their chests trying to look intimidating. It might have worked if it weren't for the fact that as little kids, they used to chase Alice and Rosalie completely naked trying to get them to kiss a frog.

Sam and Paul were in the middle of a rather heated air hockey game. Paul looked up which allowed Sam to score.

"Aw fuck you Sam, that doesn't count!" Paul whined.

Sam was doing a wort of happy dance and whooping it up at his victory. Bella was heartened at the sight of her old friends laughing and playing like it was in the old days. But this wasn't ten years ago and people were dying. And her sisters were in hiding and Jake was upstairs tranked out instead of passed out drunk.

"So, what's up Wolves? What do you want here?"

"Jacob is here. We need to see him." Sam straightened to his full height of well over 6 feet and spoke, assuming the same intimidating posture as the others, staring her down.

Bella was not about to be intimidated and assumed a posture right back at them. "What makes you think he'd be here?"

"We followed his scent, human." Quil snarled, saying human like he was saying 'you idiot.'

"Listen Quil," Bella snarled right back, "Lose that attitude or I'll call Claire and tell her you sniffed Joanna's ass. You won't be doing anything doggy style for a long, long time, you feel me?"

"Who the fuck is Joanna??" Quil was panicked.

"Does it matter?"

"Uh..no." Quil recognized defeat.

"Exactly!"

"Hmph!" Quil backed down, pouting.

Bella turned to Sam, "He's under the protection of my estate. What do you want with him?"

The front door chimed. Bella threw up her hands in disgust. "How is everyone getting past my girls??"

"You're bitches are really nice. You really shouldn't have gone with German Shepherds." Embry said.

"Yeah," Jared added, "Rottweilers, Mastiffs, Dobies, Pits. They're your best bet for a cold blooded killer. Although they wouldn't have stopped us, no fucking way."

They all nodded and high fived each other ..."Got that right," Fuckin' A," "We eat bitches for breakfast," and other macho shit like that.

Edward walked through the foyer straight into the den. Sure enough, he was surrounded by her dogs. They were whining and rubbing themselves on him to get him to pet them. Bella knew how they felt. The minute she saw him, her whole body came alive and the heat between her legs immediately ignited. But more than that, when she saw him, she felt like she was home. She wanted to just run into his arms and hold him, feel his strong arms around her and just freeze time.

Edward came into the room...no he stalked into the room like a predator, already on alert. No doubt he smelled the Wolves from the highway. He eyed them and they all took an immediate defensive stance. He never looked so sexy. She was wet for him and if they were alone, he'd be naked and begging for mercy already.

The growling between Edward and the Wolves got louder.

"BOYS! BOYS!" Bella got between them. She had to get Edward out of there before someone got hurt. She couldn't let him know that Jake was upstairs. Or why these guys were here.

"Edward," she said, leading him out of the room into the foyer towards the front door. She closed the den doors with her hands, "What are you doing here?"

"I've come to get my bike," he practically spit snake venom with those words, "I didn't know you'd be entertaining men."

Oh gods, the look on his face was a frightening combination of murderous anger slightly tinged with hurt. Uh uh, he was not going to pull this cave man macho shit on her. She was pissed. After all they've shared, he's going to be all 'I can't trust you out of my sight' bullshit??

"Listen, General, are we Mated? Because I don't see a ring on my finger that gives you the right to talk to me like that. So. Fuck. Off. Can you dig it?"

He got right in her face and snarled, "You don't want to Mate with me-remember?? Now I see why."

She couldn't have been more shocked if he slapped her. "WHAT?? I think you'd better leave now. NOW."

The doors of the den slammed open. Quil and Embry came out, looking quite fierce.

"Is there a problem, Bella?" Quil growled, staring Edward down.

"No, Edward was just leaving, weren't you?" She held out the keys to him.

The Wolves went back into the den where it sounded like Sam and Paul were having a heated rematch at the air hockey game.

Edward leaned in to Bella, "It's time for you to choose which side you are on Bella."

"I might say the same thing to you, Edward," She growled back at him.

"Yours. I've been on your side. Always. Forever." He gave her a strange look before he turned and walked out the door.

A/N: That's ok, Edward baby, we're all confused. What in the holy name of all that is Twilight going on here?? Muahahaha...tune in next time...

Hey! Here's some news: Chapter Four of KISS ME, KILL YOU has been nominated for

THE TWILIGHT AWARDS.

Best Sex Scene (Incomplete Story)

"Romancetastic Round"

I would personally like to thank the sexy hunkiness of Edward Anthony Masen Cullen for all of the horny inspiration. Couldn't have done it without ya, baby boy. Sigh, Edward.

HAH! And my Mom said I wouldn't amount to anything...boo-yah in your face! Your daughter writes porn! Hahahahahaha. :-)

Love, Love, Love and Lemondrops!...BSL