A/N: Beta Dee , u/2285193/Deonne

I'm so very sorry about missing two whole weeks of updates. What can I say? I can tell you that we had some major flooding in our basement and we've been dealing with plumbers and City Hall. Oh what a mess.

I've also had some bad emails from a reader regarding one of my other stories - two weeks ago and well... I'm not sure what is going to take place.

I cannot tell you how unhappy and upset I was to receive these emails, but I've yet to hear any word on it being pulled. No news is good news or so I'm hoping –fingers crossed.

I'm not complaining about a negative review or emails. I enjoy that not everyone is going to like my work and I actually like to get feed back no matter what it is.

I also love the fact that whether it is bad or good feedback… it's feedback all the same. I would of course rather it be positive feedback, but hey if it's getting some attention, who knows maybe this story will be what makes me rich lol.

As for pulling the story, as much as I love to write for you all and myself, if FF decides to pull it… I will be pulling them all.

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If however my profile gets removed you may also add me on Twitter parsonsapril (Do this now) and I will notify you all there on what is taking place and where my stories will be posted.

I'm a person that believes in freedom of speech and I don't write to offend anyone. This is my form of therapy as well as my art.

I personally couldn't write and give it my all with this issue hanging over me and then the plumbing as well ew!….

At any rate it's been a long time, so without further ado,

Happy reading all

~~ Chapter 13~~

When I woke up this morning a heavy cloud hovered over me, threatening to blow my whole world apart. I knew what Inspector Clearwater wanted me to do, but he and I had completely different ideas of exactly what that entailed.

Yes I was falling in love with Edward and I knew that it was dangerous, but come hell or high water, I was saving his ass from prison -literally. However I knew that I had to go back to work for Alice's Fortress –well work with other clients other than Edward –to make Inspector Clearwater happy.

The problem was… how could I make both men happy? Clearwater wanted me to more or less proposition myself at Alice's Fortress and Edward wanted to keep me all to his self –I was his –girl –after all.

And that's the other thing… what was I to Edward? His girlfriend…? His girl…? His special friend or his bed buddy?

I knew that I needed clarification on what I meant to Edward, but at the same time I didn't care. I was taught to fight for justice and I was also taught by my daddy to fight for love. And I intended to do both.

Problem was I had to get my chess pieces all aligned and make sure they were happy first.

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This mornings debriefing went a little longer then expected. After all the grumbling from the three men being unsatisfied with my lack of information, I headed to the top floor to see Demetri. I needed to blow off some steam and he was just the guy for the job.

"Bella, to what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked looking over the bundle of papers in his hands.

I smiled, "Needed some anger management lessons and I was hoping that you were just the guy I need to see."

Demetri got up without grinning and handed me my gloves, followed by his hand pads, without a word.

It never bothered me that Dee was so quiet and reserved. He spoke when he had something to say, otherwise he just stuck to what he knew best –boxing.

We spared off for a while and when I'd given it everything I had Dee yelled, "More Swan, give me more!"

I was spent but he knew I had just a bit more fire in me and so I gave him what little bit of energy I had left.

When we'd finished he tossed me a bottle of water and sat down beside me on the bench, placing a white towel on my lap. Grateful for it I wiped my brow and since we were alone in the gym I asked,

"Dee, what would you trust more… your heart or your head?"

He looked straight ahead at the ring for a few minutes and then said, "Your head can get clouded with nonsense. One normally tends to over analyses everything… he's going to move left no maybe right… We can't possibly know which way our opponent is going to go."

"So go with my heart then?" I said, smiling while I played with the bottle cap.

Dee grabbed my hand, and I looked up at his serious face, "No. That's not what I meant at all. Your heart… in some situations is a great thing to follow, but it can get you into all kinds of trouble if you're not careful. Your heart wants what it wants and that's where things get muddled."

I was frustrated with his riddles, "Then what do you suppose I do?" I asked exasperated.

He smiled and motioned for me to get into the ring. I followed his lead bent at the waist, where the ropes were pried apart for me and got in.

"You know that I like a hard right combo, so what would I do next after I gave that hard right?" He punched around me and I blocked his left uppercut.

"That's right. You trusted your instincts, knowing that I would most likely come up with an uppercut."

I smiled, "My instincts. What if they're the very thing that my heart is telling me is wrong?"

He shrugged, "How can a woman just know that her man is cheating? Or a how a mother knows that her child is in danger?"

"Instincts" I said.

And then he tapped his temple, "This is the part where you use your head. Know that your instincts are right."

I nodded knowing that he was right, but internally not wanting to admit it.

I left the gym in my sweats and decided that I was going to run home. With my ear buds in I drowned out all of New York. It was just me and my music.

When I rounded the corner to my apartment I saw the Mustang parked beside the KIA. I wasn't prepared for this conversation yet. I wanted to wait… to figure out what I was going to tell him and now it seemed I was out of time. I wasn't even sure what was going to await me behind that door.

Had Emmett told Edward about me?

With a deep sigh I headed up the stairs to my apartment, knowing damn well that I took the stairs only to buy me some more time to think.

When I rounded the corner and saw that my apartment door was wide open I went into cop mode. I quickly assessed the situation and knew that something wasn't right here. Edward would've shut and locked the door behind him. I went for my 22 in my ankle hoister and slowly walked down the hall to the opposite side of my door.

As I leaned against the wall looking through the crack between my door frame and door –into the kitchen, I spotted Edward going through my files on The kitchen counter. His back was to me and he was holding up his mug shot to get a better look at it.

I swallowed hard and knew that Emmett had told him and now here he was going through a file that I wasn't supposed to have… I was supposed to have been thrown out of the FBI.

I figured the gig was up and the best thing at this point in time was to walk in casual and give him as much truth as I could, which wasn't much.

I put the gun back in its rightful place and entered into my apartment shutting the door behind me.

Edward turned around and the look on his face broke my heart. He was more then just hurt he looked as though someone had ripped his heart right out of his chest.

I placed my car keys down onto the kitchen counter and grabbed myself an Energy drink rather than a beer. I needed my wits about me today. I handed Edward one and he just left my hand in mid air. I nodded and then took a sip.

It was strange that no one said anything for a while and so I just sat in my chair watching him stare at me. It wasn't at all funny. In fact I was scared as shit but, I needed to keep my cool –I had to make him understand.

Edward walked over to the fridge and helped himself to my Vodka, drinking it straight from the bottle and then he walked back to the couch sat down and tossed the file on the coffee table in-between us.

A strange symbolic thing… I thought. This will forever be between us.

When I looked back up at him from the file his eyes were red as red could be. "Edward, when was the last time you slept?" I asked.

"Forget about that, you don't get to ask that!" He snapped and it forced me to jump a little. It was the very first time he'd ever talked to me in anger.

"What the fuck is this shit?" He snarled pointing at the manila file.

"It's exactly what you think it is." I stated and watched as his head fell to his lap.

I wanted to run to him to take his face between my hands and tell him that everything was going to be fine and that I was sorry, but I couldn't do that… not now.

"How long?" He asked.

"I'm sorry; I'm not sure what you're asking?" I said.

Edward slammed his fist down on the coffee table and with eyes full of rage asked me through tight lips again, "How long have you been tailing me?"

"Edward, I haven't been tailing you."

He shook his head back and forth. "Don't fucking lie to me Bella!"

I nodded, "Edward when we first met at the club that was by chance."

I did tell the truth, and then I just added what the FBI wanted me to say,

"I was in training to become an FBI agent. I was ready to take my finals when we first met. The agency found out about us that day at the gym and they removed me from the program. I'm not an FBI agent, cop, CIA or otherwise. I am just me." I told him.

"Then tell me Bella, what the fuck is that?" He pointed to the case file.

"The FBI gave that to me when they found out about us. They wanted me to know that I was throwing it all away for a criminal family… for a vigilantly." I lied.

"I may look stupid to you Bella, but I'm far from it. They wouldn't let you just walk out the door with that file." He huffed.

By his body language I could tell that he was starting to calm down a bit and listen to reason.

"They didn't Edward. The truth is they wanted to give me a second chance and they asked me to go undercover to get information on you and I said no."

More half truths

"How am I supposed to believe anything you say?" He dropped his head into his hands.

This time I trusted my instincts and I sat down beside him and took his face between my hands.

"Because I love you Edward and that's the most honest thing I've said in a really long time. I'd never ever let anything hurt you or take you away from me. Don't you see that?" I asked

He looked at me then –his eyes wondering my face in search of something and when he found whatever it was he was searching for, his hands tightened their grip in my hair and his lips came crashing onto mine. Our tongues intertwined, experimented and probed for what seemed like hours and when we came up breathless I smiled extended my hand and introduced myself,

"Hello Edward, I'm Bella Swan… Not Bird… Swan." He looked at me strangely and I continued.

"I wasn't sure I should tell you my real name at first, after all you are a felon and you already know where I live."

Edward let out a half sigh/half chuckle and pulled me into him again embracing me like he's never embraced me before.

"Bella Swan, what in the world am I going to do with you?" He asked gently, trying out my new name on his lips, while he stroked a few strands of my hair.

"Oh I don't know… keep me around… I must be good for something." I snickered.

Slowly the laughter and chuckling subsided and the reality of the situation had hit home. I'm not sure why I needed Edward to know what my real name was. I'm not even sure that I can tell you it was some trust issue, because in the end I think it truly just simply came down to that I loved Edward and I wanted him to know me… not a made up version of me, but then at the same time I was still somewhat made up wasn't I?

"Edward," I turned in his lap to face him, "I want to help you and in-order for me to do that I need you to be honest with me… no matter what. I need you to trust me with everything. And I need you to know that there are things that I just cannot tell you. I need you to be okay with that." I told him as much truth as I could allow.

"What do you mean you cannot tell me things? If we're going to continue on with this I need you to be one hundred percent honest with me too Bella. This is not a one way street and you are not Wonder woman." He said.

I knew he was right, but I had to keep my undercover work kept secret… well as secret as it could be. I needed him to stay out of that part of my life so that I could protect him. If he got too involved with what I was doing then headquarters would know we were on the same side and that they, the FBI, weren't.

"Baby, I just mean that there are some things about my old life that I can't talk about. There private and confidential. I can't talk about what the FBI has on people or families not even yours. I could be held for treason. Do you understand?"

Edward looked me over and then nodded, "I understand, but Bella…"

"Yes" I answered.

"Don't play me. If there is anything that is going on in regards to my family or me, I want to know about it. I'd rather go to prison then see anyone of them go. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, but…" I started to protest his ridicules statement.

"No buts. Do you understand how important my family is to me?" He asked and I nodded.

I understood how important his sister, mother and brother were to him, but I didn't understand why on god's earth he would want to protect his father. And then it hit me… it wasn't his father that he was trying to protect. He could give two shits if his father went to jail for his crimes… it would actually help Edward out if his father did go to prison, because Edward would have all the time in the world to work on his Anti –virus.

So I now knew that it was one of the three that had went against Edward and used his Virus to take over the planet not Carlisle… so the next task was finding out who that someone was… was it…

Esme…

Alice…

Or Emmett?

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