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You know you are way into Twilight when you look at your boyfriend and think Sparkle you fool, Sparkle! I could live without food but I would die without my daily dose of Twilight. Edward Cullen…bringing sexy back since 1901. Do that again and I will so give you a paper cut right in front of Jasper. Once upon a time everybody that didn't like Twilight was killed. And the rest of the people lived happily ever after.

WARNING…you are about to enter the presence of an overly obsessed Twilight fan. Be prepared for ear piercing shrieks, uncontrollable moaning and distracting vibrating noises during the duration of any scene with Robert Pattinson. You have been warned.

R-POV

I was at the end of my rope, so to speak. This bitch is getting on my last nerve. And trust me when I say, that takes a lot. I mean fuck, I live with Em for god's sake. So yes, it takes a whole hell of a lot. But nevertheless, I have special plans for Esme. I can't wait for the cunt to be behind bars. I will make special trips every weekend just to see her. See her suffer. She's going to make someone in jail a very happy woman. I can't wait to fuck her world up!

"Are you just going to sit there and stare at me?"

"I'm just trying to figure out what the real motive is."

She rolls her eyes. "I already told you."

"Tell me again."

"I want your so called friend out of the picture. My Angela deserves to be happy. Not that little whore. Everything was fine until she walked in his life."

I laughed at her. "Really? You thought they were happy? Here's a news flash for ya. They weren't happy. Hell they haven't been for a long time. This has nothing to do with Bella."

"Bullshit! It has everything to do with that tramp!" She slammed her fists down on the table.

"I fuckin' told you once and I won't tell you again. Watch what you say about her."

What's the cunt do? She rolls her eyes at me again.

"You roll your goddamn eyes at me once more, I'll be sure to make them stay there, understand?"

She smirks at me. "Are you threatening me, Detective Hale?"

This time it was me who smirked. "Oh no, Mrs. Mason. I don't make threats, I make promises."

The door opened up and Clearwater stuck his head in. "You ready?"

I nod, standing up. I grab cunt bag by the arm and jerk her up and out of her seat.

"Easy," she snapped at me. I may or may not have shoved her through the door. Causing her to stumble and scuff her pretty black shoes. Oops.

"Forks, huh? Never been there. Have you Clearwater?" I asked as we walked through the station.

"No I haven't, but I think we might be dealing with more than what we think we are."

"What do you mean, Officer?"

"We ran profiles on both of men. Laurent has a rap sheet about as long as your arm. But he's always worked with two or more people. As for Eric, the only thing we have on him is an unpaid parking ticket, other than the little incident with Bella's house being broken into. He even turned himself in once for hitting a raccoon. He told the officers he thought it was a hit and run."

I had to stop walking because I was laughing so hard I couldn't see straight. What a dumb fuck.

"I don't think this one..." he said, pointing to cunt bag that was dragging her feet behind us. "Is the only mastermind behind this?"

He has a point. Walking down the hall I start hitting buttons on my phone, calling the department. Of course, it takes a fucking act of congress to get anyone to help. Five minutes later we were walking out the front doors. I saw Em and Edward getting out of Em's jeep.

"We've got to go!" I yelled at everyone before someone spoke to me on the other line. "Detective Smith speaking."

Jesus how many times will they transfer my calls to someone else? "Detective Smith, this is Detective Hale. We have a hostage situation. I need more men."

"Detective Hale? What Precinct do you work for?"

Precinct really? Well let me inform you jackass. I work at the precinct on the corner of I'm about to stick my foot up your ass and yo momma!

"I need more men, Smith! And I need them right fucking now!"

"I want the name of you captain."

"I don't care what you want! I want as many men you can find to meet me in Forks, Washington. Call the fucking Army, Navy and the damn Marines for all I care."

Seriously why do I have to do everything? Why can't these men I work with do their damn jobs? Why do I always have to tell them what to do? Come on you dick-less wonders, put one and one together and get two, you stupid fucks!

After finally getting through to the big ass, he finally agreed to send some men to meet us. I called the Forks P.D. letting them know what was about to happen and to expect the fax we had sent them of the suspects and hostages.

The ride was long. When we finally made it there I jumped out of the car telling, everyone what was going on and how we are going to wait until after the drop before we moved in. But of course, nothing in my life can be easy. We were now walking away from where the drop and exchange was supposed to happen. Our perpetrator decided he wants to call all the shots in this lil' game. Well Mister, I'm-not-too-fuckin-smart-cuz-I-just-totally-pissed-off-Rosalie-Hale. Your ass is fucking going down.

Edward is yelling, wanting to know what's going on. Sorry E, but we've just failed you. FUCK! After getting back into the car, we took off. Lights on, but no sirens. It's not like they don't know we're coming after them. What they don't know is I'm about to fuck up their day! No one messes with my family and gets away with it. I know Edward isn't blood. I get that, but he and Em are the only family I have. We park about a mile down the road. Everyone gets out and meets at the back of one of the Forks patrol cars that had set up to block the street.

"Alright the perp or perps are in the house." I looked at one of the Forks P.D. officers. "Do you know the house?" He nods his head yes. "Good, you need to brief everyone on the ins and outs of it. I want every window, door and crack of that house covered!"

"Alright people, I need everyone to listen to me now. We don't know how many suspects are inside. Keep your eyes open and watch everyone's backs. Last thing I need is someone going down. Everyone ready?"

Where the fuck is my husband? I look all around the sea of men and see no Em or Edward. Jesus, all I asked Em to do is watch Edward. Make sure he doesn't try anything stupid. I grab my phone to call Em. Voice fucking mail.

"Em, you better be with fuckin Edward! And you better hope for your balls sake that Edward is not in or near that house we are about to storm through! Do I make myself clear?" I yelled into my phone before ending the call.

Everyone was running to where they were supposed to be.

"No one moves without me knowing. Wait for my signal," I commanded, moving my jacket to the side to access my gun. Taking the safety off, I keep it pointed at the ground. Clearwater, Officer Hyde and I creep up onto the porch. I stand on one side while Clearwater and Hyde are on the other. I look over at them mouthing the count.

"One…two…three." I nod, grabbing the door handle and turning it. The door opens up. That's never a good sign. Shit what are we walking into? I peak around the door, seeing no one. My eyes met Clearwater's. I inhale deeply, taking the first step into the unknown. With my back against the wall I motion with my head for them to follow. We checked all the closets in the front room. We find nothing. Walking towards the hallway we hear a female scream.

Fuck, fuck, fuck the screams were coming from upstairs. Looking around the room I see two staircases. One on the south side of the room and the other on the north. I flip an imaginary coin in my head. Heads I go south, tails its north. Come on north! Fuck its heads. I point to myself, then point to the south staircase. Then I point at both of them to go north. They nod their heads and start walking towards the stairs.

I start walking very slowly up the dark stairs, my back pressed to the wall as far as I could get it. I was hoping and praying that there were no rooms on the opposite side of the wall I was pressed to. After reaching the top of the stairs I look over to see Clearwater and Hyde standing on the landing. Six doors stood in between us. Three on each side of the hall. Everything was deathly quiet. Shit this is not how I wanted this to go down. I can't have them walking in front of the doors to get to me. Fuck, fuck, fuck way to plan it out, Hale!

With no other choice, I knew I was stuck with opening these doors by myself. I nodded at them to start. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Staying to the left of the door with my back to the wall. I reach out with a shaking hand and open to door. One of the doors the guys opened slammed against the wall making me jump. With my gun in front of me, I stepped away from the wall and in front of the now open door that I pushed open. No one visible, so I stepped inside. Seeing a closet door to my right I kicked the door. The door flew open, but the closet was empty.

Walking back into the hallway I close the door behind me. Never leave a door open after you've cleared a room. The perp could go behind you and stand there waiting for you to walk back in front of the door. Then BAM, you're dead. The guys had cleared four rooms to my one. This means only one door left. Me on the right and them on the left. I reach out and twist the knob. Fucking locked. My mouth went dry and my pulse sped up. Shit this is the room. I nod my head to the side telling the guys to step away. I point my gun at the handle and pull the trigger. A loud pop rang through the hallway. I kicked the door open, gun in front of me. I was itching to shoot this motherfucker. I knew for a fucking fact this moron wasn't going down without a fight. Just so happens, I was going to be the bitch he would be going up against. Not a good day for him.

My eyes widened at the sight before me. The room was empty. Scanning it, I saw a little half door to my left. Maybe a way to the attic? Slowly opening the door I looked inside to find lights leading down what looks to be another hallway. Crawling through the door I had to stay on my knees. What kind of Batman shit is this? The guys were right behind me, crawling.

The small hallway led to a metal looking door. I looked behind me and Clearwater shrugged his shoulders. This is about to turn out one of two ways. One being, everything is good on the opposite of the door. Two, I'm about to get my head blown off. I'm hoping for option number one! Opening the door I find us in a closet. We climb out and I slowly open the door only to find ourselves back at the kitchen. I slowly pushed the door open and just as I stepped out a gun shot rang out. I jumped back inside the closet hearing my guys heavy panting behind me as we composed ourselves.

"Tsk. Tsk, tsk officer. Why are you in my house?"

Did this motherfucker really just shoot at me?

"Where are the girls?" I asked from behind the closed door.

He laughed and it sent chills through my body. "Now, how can I talk to you? I don't even know your name. My momma always told me never to talk to strangers." His accent was thick. This definitely was Laurent. Eric doesn't talk like that.

"I'm Detective Hale, and you are?" I yelled out.

"Your worst nightmares come true."

"Where are Bella and Angela?" I asked, but didn't receive an answer. I waited a few more seconds before crouching down and peeking out from under the door. I didn't see anyone so I stood up and opened the door walking out cautiously. All three of us tip toed further. Where the fuck is our backup?

I was getting ready to step around the kitchen wall and into the hall when Hyde stopped me. He grabbed my arm pulling me back. This pissed me off. No one ever touches me without my fucking permission. What the fuck do you think you're doing? I looked at him and he shook his head. I narrowed my eyes at him, jerking my arm away.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" I whisper.

"I think I need to go first."

"Why, because you're a fucking man?"

"No, I just really have a bad feeling about letting you go first this time."

Oh really? He gently pushes me behind him. He does that cross thingy in front of him, mumbling something. I get those feelings all the time. If I've learned one thing, you never go against your gut. Clearwater was standing behind me. As soon as Hyde stuck his head around the corner. The gun fire started. Hyde hit the ground.

He saved my life. Clearwater grabbed Hyde's legs, pulling him back towards us. Gunshots to the head and chest. Even with his vest on it wouldn't have saved him.

"Officer down. Hyde was shot in head. I repeat Officer down," I yelled into my walkie-talkie. "And where is my fucking backup?"

I heard some noises from the other side of the door. I couldn't just shoot back in case Bella and Angela were with him. "You want high or low?" I asked.

"High," Clearwater said.

I crouched down in front of Clearwater. "On my three…one…two…three." We both moved around the door and aimed our guns, preparing to shoot if needed. I stood up from my crouch and looked around the room. Fuck, I really hate playing cat and mouse.

"You know you should just give up now! You won't get away with this. You already shot and killed one Officer. You're going down!" I yelled out. I heard the floor creek behind me I spun around ready to shoot when I saw Angela standing there. I pulled her down on the ground.

"Where is he?" I whispered.

"I…I…I don't know. When he started shooting, I ran."

She was trembling.

"Fuck, where's Bella?"

"I don't know...but Laurent said Eric had her."

Jesus, can this get anymore fucked than it already is? Alright Hale, let's get this shit rolling. One victim in my custody.

"Clearwater, you take the front, I'm taking her out the back." He nodded. I grabbed my walkie-talkie.

"Stand down everyone, I repeat stand down. Clearwater is coming out the front. I'm coming out the back with one victim. I have Angela Weber in my custody." I looked back to Angela. "How many are we dealing with?"

"One, unless Eric is back."

I stood and helped her fatigued body up. I held her wobbling body from falling back down. Clearwater started walking towards the front when shots were fired again. I tackled Angela to the ground. I think she was in shock. I looked over her body quickly. Thank God she was fine.

"Clearwater, you okay?" I yelled. Nothing fuck! "Clearwater?"

I heard moaning as a few more men came stomping in the house.

I ran to Clearwater. "He fucking shot me! It doesn't matter how many times I've been fucking shot. That shit still hurts like a motherfucking bitch!"

"Where you hit?"

"Right shoulder, it's clean it went right through."

"Officer down. Clearwater has been shot in the shoulder, clean wound. It went straight through," I spoke into my walkie-talkie. "FIND LAURENT."

They took Clearwater and Angela outside. I stayed inside with four Officers, trying to find Laurent and or how he escaped without us seeing. We checked everywhere; he was nowhere to be found. How in the hell did he escape us? The fucking place is surrounded. Walking outside I checked on Clearwater. He'll be back up and working in no time. The paramedics were still checking on Angela. I would drill her ass later. She has to know more than what she's saying. Movement from the corner of the house caught my eye. I turned to look but no one was there. Ever heard of the saying curiosity killed that cat? That's how I felt in that moment.

Walking away from everyone I slowly headed towards the corner of the house as a sound caught my attention. Breathing deeply, I slowly turn the corner with my gun drawn.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Fuck!

"Jesus Carlisle, what the fuck are you doing back here? This is a crime scene, you can't be walking around."

I lowered my gun.

"Sorry, I saw someone walking around back here. I thought maybe it was Edward and Emmett."

Speaking of them where are they? I grabbed my phone from my pocket, calling Em. Of fucking course it goes to voicemail.

"Emmett motherfucking McCarty! You better call me as soon as you get this shit! Where the fuck are you at? You better not be sitting somewhere fuckin' eating, you hear me? Call me now!" Hanging the phone up I heard Carlisle chuckling.

"You're one hell of a women, Rose! You got any single sisters? A mom… hell, I'll even settle for your grandma as long as long as she's as feisty as you." I smiled at him. And yes I'll admit, I even blushed. Yes, I know Rosalie Hale' McCarthy blushes! As shocking as it seems I do. I mean, come on, Carlisle is definitely a good looking man.

"Really, my grandmother, Carlisle?" He laughed, looking at the ground, rubbing the back of his neck. He looks up at me, running his hand through his hair. My God, I see so much of E in him. It's really fucking scary!

"You're right Rose, no grandmother, I'm not that hard up. Not far from it, but not really there yet. Talk to me again in about a week or two. Then I might be that hard up!" We laughed while Carlisle put his arm around my shoulder.

"So where's Bella?"

"We don't know yet. We're still looking; Angela said Eric has her. We just don't know where. But I'm not so sure we can believe everything Angela says."

We had stopped walking. Carlisle moved to stand in front of me.

"I've known Angela for a long time Rose. I truly don't think she's helping them. She's a lot of things, Rose, but something this evil…I don't think so." I wanted to yell at him and hit him upside the head with my gun. But thinking about what he just said, I think he's right. Fuck, I hate being proven wrong. I overheard the 911 dispatcher over my radio calling for cops and ambulances over to the old Swan place. One male shot. Swan's house. Fuck why didn't I think of that? I looked up at Carlisle and he was white as a ghost.

I put my hands on his shoulders. "You okay? You're not looking so good."

"Do…do you think it's Edward that's been shot?" he whispered, looking at me with pleading eyes. Shit, I don't know!

"We can't think like that okay. We'll just hope for the best until we find out any differently, okay." I watched his eyes get huge as he focused on something that was behind me. Next thing I knew I was being pushed to the ground. I heard the gun shot and my heart stop at the exact same moment. I flipped around on the ground seeing Laurent smile from the trees of the forest. We had walked further than I expected. He held his gun up to aim at me when shots were fired. Laurent fell to his knees and I approached him with a smirk, seeing him struggling to breathe from the shots of my officers. I lowered my gun at his head.

"I told you that you would regret messing with me." I pulled the trigger.

I was swarmed with officers. I pushed my way through needing to get to Carlisle. My heart sank seeing him lying on the ground still. Oh God. He had his hands over his stomach. Blood was covering his hands.

I started running to him. Yelling for someone to help me. As soon as I reached him I drooped to my knees.

"Carlisle?" I whispered.

He's eyes barley opened. "Hey, Rose," he said, coughing. I reached for his hands. "I'm good, I'm okay." I removed his hands and felt the tears in my eyes.

"Fuck." I grabbed my walkie-talkie. "I need help back here, now! Suspect shot and not breathing. Innocent bystander shot in the lower abdomen. I'm trying to stop the bleeding. I need medics back here NOW!" I tore my jacket off placing it over the wound. Trying my damndest to stop some of the bleeding.

"It's just a flesh wound," he said weakly.

"Please tell me you're not quoting Monty Python and the Holy Grail."

"I am. How bad is it Rose?"

"I've seen worse," I said, feeling the tears roll down my cheeks. I felt someone putting their hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to see two paramedics with a stretcher standing there. I kissed Carlisle's forehead before standing up, giving the paramedics room. He smiled a weak smile at me. I followed them to the back of one of the ambulances sitting out front. There weren't enough paramedics. One went up front of the van and called in to the hospital, telling them an O.R was needed. The other paramedic was called off to resuscitate another officer.

I stood, holding his hand. "Tell Edward I love him please, Rose."

"What…NO!" I shook my head. "You can tell him yourself. I won't need to."

He barely squeezed my hand. "Don't lie to yourself, Rose. We both know that's not going to happen. I just wish I got a chance to meet Bella. Make sure she takes good care of him. For Amy and myself, Rose."

"I don't know what you're talking about! You'll get to meet Bella and see them happy."

"I'm so cold," Carlisle started, shaking. "I need help over here now!" I looked back down at Carlisle. His pupils were starting to dilate. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!

"Carlisle? Can you hear me?" His eyes rolled around a little.

"Rose, stop the pain. Please just make it go away!"

"Oh God," I whispered. I watched as his eyes rolled once more before closing. Then his breathing stopped. "I need fucking help over here!" I yelled. "Stay with me! Come on open your fucking eyes! Someone help me!" I started doing CPR. Pushing down in the center of his chest, 30 times. Pumping hard and fast. I tilt his head back and lift the chin. Pinching his nose and cover his mouth with mine. Blowing in two breaths. I checked for a pulse, but couldn't find one. "Goddamn it, I need fucking help!" I was panicking.

"Oh shit Edward, is that...oh God Edward, I'm so sorr..." I heard Bella saying.

"What the fuck happened, Rose?" Edward yelled and I looked at him with tear filled eyes. What could I say? I'm sorry Edward it's my fault! Your dad saved me, only to get himself killed? "What the fuck happened? How the fuck did this happen?" Edward yelled at me again.

"Everything happened so fast, Edward…" I never finished as all our heads turned back as a gun fire was shot. Em pushed me to the ground putting his body over mine. Edward did the same thing to Bella. I pushed Em off of me getting up running towards a body that was now lying. I stopped dead in my tracks, seeing Angela bent over Esme. I pushed her out of my way. Trying to see what had just happened. Jesus! Angela was crying and yelling Esme's name. I looked at the Officer standing beside me as the area around me was in complete chaos.

"She came from behind me. Grabbed my gun and shot herself."

"How in the fuck did she get your gun?"

"She took it."

"Did you not have it snapped in the holster?"

"No, ma'am."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I looked back to Esme before I grabbed Angela, pulling her away from her mother. She fought against me. "I'll have your badge by the end of the day." I vowed.

"Let me go, she needs me!" She yelled through her sobs.

"She's gone sweetie, I'm sorry."

"No…no…no! She can't be!"

Bella walked up behind me and pulled Angela from me. Hugging her, telling her she's so very sorry. They both hugged, crying. "How can you console that bitch?" Edward spat at her as he stomped towards us. My head snapped around looking at one very pissed off Edward.

Angela cried harder, Bella held her closer, narrowing her eyes at Edward. "How can you say that, Edward?"

"Look at what she done to you, Bella! You're going to stand there acting like all is fuckin' fine and dandy in the world?"

Bella shook her head. None of us dared to say anything at this moment.

"What about me Bella? My dad just fucking died. Yet here you are hugging that bitch!"

"Hey bro, calm down," Em finally said.

"Fuck you, Emmett! I don't have to calm the fuck down. What the fuck happened to my dad, Rose?" He was going mad.

"He pushed me out of the way, Edward. I had my back turned to the woods. I didn't see him, but Carlisle did. He saved me."

He bent over, dry heaving. I stepped towards him to console him and he held his hand out stopping me.

"Edward!" Bella called for him as he stood up backing away from us. His eyes were glossed over like he was in some trance. "My dad dies, saving your fucking ass."

"Don't fucking talk to her that way, Edward!" Em growled, but I grabbed his arm stopping him. Edward was acting on his pain.

"You know what…Fuck you, Em! Fuck all of you. I don't need any of you in my life!" He glared at Bella once last time before he turned and walked away.

Em and Bella tried to go after him, but I stopped them both. "Give him some time. He needs to sort all this out in his head. He just needs a little time."

"He needs me," Bella cried into Emmet's chest as he held her from leaving

Not to sound like a bitch here or anything, but she should have thought about Edward before running to Angela. I know how Bella works, she has a wonderful heart. She tries to comfort everyone. But this time I agree with Edward. I still didn't trust Angela full heartedly.

We all watched Edward from a far. He had his head rested against Carlisle shoulder. I could see his shoulders shaking.

"I need to be there for him," Bella cried.

"No Bella." Emmet kissed her on the head. I think we all cried silently as we watched Edward speak into Carlisle's right ear before kissing his dad on the forehead. Edward looked towards us. The paramedics covered Carlisle's body as Edward punched the back of the ambulance before he stalked away.

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Yahhhhhhhhh soooooo were gonna go hide now….

DLIR- "Run Ari"

ARI- "Why the fuck did we kill him again?" *asks while running*

DLIR- "Cuz…" *trips over a branch and falls.* "Run ARI…their coming…SAVE YOURSELF."

ARI- *Stops and chuckles at DLIR as she fell down to the ground until she focuses on the readers that were coming towards them with pitchforks and knives.* "IT WAS ALL DLIR's FAULT…she made me do it." *Ari backs away until she successfully bolts off leaving DLIR on the ground.

DLIR- "Ohh fuck," *DLIR is now surrounded with ANGRY readers as she kneels and prays….

"Our Edward, who art in Forks,
Hallowed be thy sparkles.
Thy Volvo comes,
thy will be fast,
on Earth as it is in the meadow.

Give you this day our daily blood,
and forgive us our heartbeats,
As we worship Carlisle for giving you life.
Lead us into tempation,
and deliver us to you.

For thine is the Vampire,
the music and the hotness,
forever and ever. Amen"