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Chapter 24
Author's POV
"Done," groans Sarah, setting down a duster.
"Finished," yawns Claire, closing the dishwasher.
"You're up for patrol, Bella," Spencer mumble, laying down on the couch and falling asleep.
Bella gets up and walk toward the door to start patrol. When she open the door, Jake and Brady are standing there, talking. They stop when they see her.
"I'm going to patrol. See you guys later," Bella grumbles, glaring at them. She's almost to the woods when Jake says, "Bella, wait. Can you come inside the house, please? Brady and I would like to talk to you four about something."
"But I have patrol," Bella says, not moving.
"Bella, please. Just come inside the house," Jake asks.
"But I have-"
"Bella. Inside. Now," Jake says calmly, pointing to the house.
"Fine," She grumbles, trying not to yawn.
When she gets inside, my friends sit up and she sits down on the couch with them. Jake and Brady are facing them, arms crossed and feet shoulder width apart. This can either go really bad or really good.
"Your punishment is over. You four are free to do whatever you want," Jake says.
They just stay silent, not believing this. Well, I mean like, they're happy that the punishment is over, but it's like routine now. Two months of that punishment can do that to you.
"You guys okay?" Brady asks, looking worried.
"Maybe we punished them for to long?" Uncle Jake says.
"Possibly."
"They aren't saying anything."
"What do we do?"
"I don't know."
"YES!" Bella and her friends scream, jumping up from the couch and running upstairs.
They go to Bella's room and then make all these plans of what we are going to do. What they don't expect, they all fall asleep in minutes.
Paul's POV
"PAUL!"
I turn around and get tackled by a furry object. I feel a rough, slimy tongue lick my face.
"Down, Daisy, down girl," I say, batting the dog away. Daisy jumps off of me and runs away, barking happily.
"PAUL!"
I get up and then something else tackles me to the ground. This time, though, it's Bella.
"Oh, hey Bella. What's up?" I ask, shifting her in my arms so that I can sit up.
"I'm not punished anymore! We can do stuff now!" Bella yells happily.
"Like what, Belly-bean?" I ask, smiling.
Bella stops and concentrates for a minute. She furrows her eyebrows and her lips turn down slightly in concentration. It takes her a few minutes to come up with an idea.
"Take me cliff diving!"
"Is that what you really want to do?" I ask her, chuckling. I haven't seen her this happy for a long time.
"Definitely," she says, looking at me with a smile on her face. I'm so happy that she's talking to me now, that I get to see that smile.
I can't help it, she's just too cute. Leaning forward, I touch my lips to hers. I pull away to see Bella's shocked face, and then she smiles. Slowly, tentatively, I kiss her again. Bella wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself closer to me. Grabbing her hips, I pull her flush against me, loving the way her body fits to mine. We just kiss each other, that is, until we get interrupted.
"Hey! Stop kissing her, you creep!" Someone screams.
We break apart and I look over Bella's shoulder, while Bella looks with me. She growls and I rub her back, trying to calm her down.
"Jessica, Lauren. How lovely to see you," Bella says in a fake, cherry voice.
"Pfft. Sure. Anyways, we're taking this to the police. Paul's going to get arrested and poor little you will have no one to love you," Lauren sneers.
"Yeah," Jessica says, always the follower.
"Fine. But it won't get you guys anywhere," Bella says, standing up and pulling her with me.
We get to her house and Bella puts on her suit. I already have my suit on since I was at the beach. After that, we walk hand-in-hand to the cliffs, where we jump off of them for the rest of the day.
Jake's POV
Police Station
"Alright, Jacob, I will be sure to tell the other stations about the vampire problem in Seattle," Chief Swan assures me. I nod my head.
"Thanks, Chief Swan. I really appreciate it. Hopefully the problem doesn't come here, but I just want surrounding areas to be aware and safe," I say, knowing that I could trust him. In every police station in the United States, the police chief knows about us, werewolves, and vampires. This is just to keep everyone safe, and it's worked really well surprisingly. Yeah, sure, they freak out at first, but then we explain how they can safe other people by keeping the secret and then they agree to keep silent and protect people.
"Don't worry about it. And, Jake, please call me Charlie," Chief Swan says.
"Yes, sir."
"Chief Swan!" We hear a high voice scream.
Charlie and I turn around to see to girls, one with brown straight hair and the other with brown curly hair, walking toward us. They're both smirking and they thrust a phone into Charlie's hands. Charlie looks at the picture, then to me, then to the smirking girls, and then back to picture.
"What do you want me to do with this?" Charlie asks, acting confused.
"We want you to arrest Paul because we was kissing an underage girl," the curly brown haired girl sneers.I narrow my eyes at the girls and say through my teeth, "What girl?"
Lauren looks at me and smirks. "Oh! You must be Bella's uncle. I guess that it's good that you are here since Paul was kissing your niece."
"This looks like it was taken at La Push, First Beach," Charlie says, handing me the phone. I slightly see red in the corners of my eyes and I take a few deep breathes to calm down a little. Just enough so that I won't phase in the police station.
"I'm sorry, girls, but there's nothing I can do. It was on the Reservation, therefore it's Jacob's responsibility," Charlie says.
I hand the phone back to the curly haired girl, who looks pissed. Her friend just looks shocked.
"Well? What are you going to do about it?" Lauren sneers at me.
"I'll take care of it," I say, just barely keeping myself from growling at her.
"Well, I think it's just wrong. Maybe this is why you Indian guys always get drunk or high and have sex all the time. There's no discipline at all. And aren't you supposed to be the chief? I mean like, look at you! You have to be on drugs!" She says, pointing at me.
"Lauren?" Officer Jackson asks.
The curly haired girl turns around, and her eyes widen. I guess her name is Laruen. "Uncle Chris?"
"Lauren, that was not right. I want you to apologize to Chief Swan and Chief Uley right now and then I want you and Jessica in my office," Officer Jackson commands, his eyes narrowed. He will become the next chief of police if something happens to Charlie, he's a good man and can keep our secret.
Lauren stomps off without saying a word to us, and Jessica just follows her like a lost puppy. Chris just shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, Charlie and Jacob. I don't what has gotten into the two of them. They just totally changed when they hit their freshmen year of highschool. I'll talk to them and then call their parents to pick them up," Officer Jackson says, looking apologetic.
"Make sure you do," Charlie replies, turning around and motioning me to the door.
"I'll talk to Paul and Bella when I get home," I say.
"Jacob, you can't keep them apart forever. Having them wait until Bella turns eighteen is hard on both of them as it is. The imprint pull can make you do practically anything," Charlie replies, smiling.
"Yeah, but still. She's my little girl."
"Hey, Leah is still my little girl. And she's already married and has a kid. Two if you guys count Bella," Charlie replies clapping me on the back. I just shake my head.
"I still can't believe that you are my father-in-law. I was freaking out when I asked you if I could marry Leah," I reply, smiling at the memory. Charlie married Sue Clearwater two years after Harry Clearwater had passed away.
"I will still shoot you if you hurt her," Charlie says sternly.
"Never," I reply.
"Alright then. Sue and I will see you and your family at our house for dinner on Saturday, right?" Charlie asks.
"Yep. I think Bella is thinking of asking me if she can invite Paul too. Is that okay?" I ask, slightly worried if it's not.
"Don't worry about it. I love that kid as if he was my own son. Anyways, Seth is bringing Spencer with him to dinner so it's only fair."
"Alright. See you Saturday."
"See you Saturday."
Sam's POV
Military Captive Campsite
Deep breath in…deep breath out…deep breath in…deep breath out…deep breath in…deep breath out…
Okay, this really isn't working. I can't find my wolf that is inside. I've tried everything. Meditating, getting angry, etc. Stupid bomb. Stupid war. Stupid, stupid, stupid! That bomb was the reason I got captured too!
Flashback:
"Hey, Sam, the camera's ready for you," Dane says, motioning to the computers on the desks.
"Thanks, Dane. I really appreciate it," I say, clapping him on the back.
I sit down in front of the computer and wait for it to turn on. The screen is blue, good; only a few more minutes until it turns on all the way.
"Hey, Dane, do you know what that noise is?" Brett asks. There's a whizzing sound going around, but it sounded like flies.
"Sounds like flies," I answer for Dane, who hits me.
"Hey, he asked me!"
"So?"
"You guys act like brothers," Brett says, shaking his head.
"You never know, we look pretty alike."
"Yeah, true. But-"
BOOM!
Then I remember black smoke and then everything going black.
End of Flashback...
Then I remember waking up in this place. This freaking prison! I hate it! So many soldiers captured and then tortured and sometimes they die or live to see another day. Each day, more people get thrust in here and somehow they are to survive. They don't return home. They don't get to see their family's again. It complete torture here!
"Hey, Sam, you alright?" Dane asks.
I open my eyes to see him looking worriedly at me.
"Yeah. Why?" I ask, confused.
"You've been hitting your head against a wall for the past five minutes," Dane says, smiling slightly.
"Oh."
"We need to get out of here, man," Dane says, shaking his head.
"You don't think I know that?"
"Maybe we should try and make a plan?"
"And how are we going to do that?"
"I can help," someone says.
Dane and I look to our right to see one of the keep watch soldiers of the camp. He looks nervous, and his eyes never keep staring in the same spot. Dane and I look at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Why would you help us?" I growl, glaring at him.
"You have a daughter?" the soldier asks in his thick accent.
"Yes," I reply, narrowing my eyes. How much does this guy know?
"I had a daughter once, and a son. They killed my family," the soldier says, a tear falling.
"Who killed your family?"
"My government."
"So why would you help us?"
"I know what it feels like to loose a family. Your daughter should live like that. So I will help."
"Thank you," I say, feeling sorry for him.
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