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Chapter 37

Bella the Ninja

"Do you think I'll do?" I asked Edward, spinning round, showing off my new red dress.

"I think you'll more than do." Edward's eyes were dark as they ran over my body. We were now in California, chasing the few leads we had gained from Joe Pride.

"So, what's the plan for tonight? Do Rose and I have to work our magic?"

"Nope, we are just watching, capturing evidence tonight. I need to make sure the names Joe gave us are correct, otherwise I will be paying him another visit."

"Poor Joe," I teased as I walked over, seductively climbing onto Edward's lap. "What will this watching involve then?" I purred, pushing against his crotch.

"We'll have to act like a normal couple in the club," Edward groaned, gripping my hips firmly.

"Normal," I chuckled, kissing down his neck. "I guess that's something new for us."

"Mm hm . . ." Edward seemed a little lost for words as I began grinding against him.

"What time do we need to leave?" I asked, moving to suck on his earlobe.

"Why do I have a feeling this vixen is never going to leave you, now?" Edward chuckled, pulling me back to look into my eyes.

"Would you be sad about that?"

"No. I love watching you grow!" Edward beamed, crashing his lips against mine. "I can't believe what a fool I was. I should have known it would be like this."

"It all worked out in the end," I smiled, leaning my forehead against his. "You give me so much strength."

"You give me that too." Edward ran his hands through my hair. "I've never been this relaxed in my entire life."

"That might be because of all the sex," I teased, pecking his lips.

"It's not just that," Edward smiled. "You calm me."

"And you make me stronger. We are just right for each other." I grinned, pushing him back against his chair as my desire for him began to take over.

"Mrs. Cullen . . . are you trying to seduce me, again?" Edward muttered against my heated skin.

"Yes, Mr. Cullen . . . Is it working?"

"It always works, Mrs. Cullen," Edward moaned, lifting me slightly so his hands could graze up underneath my dress. All I could do was whimper as his hands made contact with my panties. "Why is it I can't keep my hands off you?" Edward's voice was husky as he slowly slipped his fingers inside me.

"Um . . . I don't . . . know," I whimpered, rocking against his fingers.

"I need you, Bella, now!"

"You don't need to ask." Edward was quick in removing my panties while I worked on his trousers. The feeling of him slamming into me sent me to another dimension. It didn't matter how many times we made love - I still wanted more. Nothing felt more real than being this close to him. The smell of his skin, the taste of his lips, dripping with desire. I never wanted these feelings to fade, and deep down I knew they wouldn't.

"Well," Edward panted as we both stilled, collecting yourselves. "We really need to think about getting to the club. Emmet and Rose will already be there."

"You drive me crazy," I moaned, kissing his lips softly.

"That's really not helping Bella," Edward chuckled, moving his hands down my back.

"Okay," I sighed, pulling myself up off his lap. I hated the loss. "I'll just go and tidy myself up." Edward beamed, nodding.

"Where have you two been?" Emmet asked as we joined him and Rose at the nightclub bar.

"Where do you think they've been?" Rose smirked, sipping her drink.

"Oh, to be a newlywed again," Emmet sniggered, downing his shot.

"Are the leads here?" Edward asked, ignoring Emmet's comments. I knew I'd be as red as my dress.

"Not yet, I was just about to do another sweep."

"Bella and I can do that," Edward offered, taking my hand in his. "We'll meet you in a few hours."

"Are the sex jokes ever going to stop?" I asked Edward as we made our way across the empty dance floor.

"Probably not," Edward sighed. I rolled my eyes, taking in my surroundings.

We got ourselves a drink and sat in a booth with the nightclub entrance in our view. Edward pulled his phone out. There were a few messages from Jasper. It seemed they were doing well in Russia. They had pinpointed the Volturi's main contacts.

"That's them," Edward muttered, sipping his drink a while later as he watched the bar in the corner of the night club.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"It's the Bolton Brother's. I can remember them from their file." Edward pulled his phone out, pretending to text. I knew he was taking pictures.

"I think you have a photographic memory," I mused, resting my chin on his shoulder as I watched him capture the evidence.

"We'll circle around a little later. I need some shots of them dealing."

"Okay," I sighed, running my hands through his hair. I never felt prouder than when I was watching him work. It didn't matter whether he was beating the crap out of some low life scum, or just staking out our leads like tonight. It was clear to see he was quite a force to be reckoned with.

"You're not trying to distract me again, are you?" Edward teased, his eyes darting over to me.

"No, I'm just playing our cover story. I mean, we could be a couple that has just met. I'm making my first move."

Edward turned to me. "And I guess I could be the kind of guy who likes a bold woman making the first move."

"You could be," I beamed, watching his lips slowly move towards mine.

"But I can assure you, I'm not the sort of gentleman that will be happy with just kissing and heavy petting by the end of the night."

"Mmm . . . you sound like my kind of guy," I moaned as our lips connected. The kiss started off slow, but then began to build. By the time we stopped, we were both panting and I had somehow moved onto Edward's lap.

"I think you are exactly my kind of girl, too," Edward breathed, kissing me one last time.

"Are you asking me to go steady after only one date?" I teased, sliding off his lap.

"I think I am," Edward laughed, turning to look into the crowd. The night club was becoming busier. "Shall we have a little walk?" I nodded, following him as Edward took my hand in his.

It was easy to capture pictures of the Bolton Brothers dealing. Edward and I would embrace, making sure the camera was pointing in the right direction, before we became lost in each other. Sometimes, I would take control, pushing Edward against the wall to kiss him, while other times Edward would take the lead. I had to say these were my favourite sort of stake outs. Getting to kiss my incredibly hot husband all night, could I ask for more?

"I think you are enjoying this a little too much," Edward whispered, kissing down my neck as I held the camera, snapping a few more shots.

"I am getting wetter by the second," I moaned, feeling his hands caress the side of my breasts. "Fuck, don't tease me," I pleaded, arching into him.

"Stop talking dirty then," Edward replied husky. "I only have so much control until I start to fuck you against this wall."

"Argh," I gripped his hair, turning him, and pinning him against the wall. "You are going to be in so much trouble when I get you back to the motel."

"Promises, promises," Edward groaned, cupping my ass as he pulled me against his growing erection.

"Okay," I panted, pulling away. I was overheating. He was such a tease. "I need to cool down." Edward was still chuckling at me as I made my way to the ladies room.

When I made my way back into the nightclub, Edward was waiting for me on the edge of the dance floor.

"What are you up, too?" I called, watching the crooked grin on his face. Edward didn't respond; instead, he took my hand and lead me onto the dance floor. "Do we really have time for dancing?" I giggled as he pulled me flush against his body, swaying me to the beat of the music.

"We need to blend in. Dancing is what couples do on their first date."

"So you have decided this is our first date," I mused, running my hands down his chest. God, I loved this game.

"I did chase you for three months of course."

"I was playing hard to get," I smouldered, moving my body down his.

"I think you were worth the wait." Edward gulped as I swayed back up his body, running my hands across his chest in the process. "You are unbelievably sexy, my siren." I smiled before pressing my lips against his. It had been a while since Edward had used that nickname for me.

"Do you think we have enough evidence," I whispered as the kiss broke.

"Yes, why?"

"I need to get you back to the motel. I can't take you being fully clothed for much longer." Edward smirked, taking my hand and nodding at Emmet and Rose as we passed them. By the look on their faces, they knew exactly where we were head.

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The weeks drifted by. Edward and I hardly stayed in one location for more than four days. I was beginning to understand why he loved going home to Alaska. It saddened me, knowing how lonely he must have been in the years I wasn't in his life. It would have been an isolated existence living this kind of life alone.

We worked our way across California, gathering evidence on all the leads we had been assigned to. On some occasions, Emmet and Edward would go alone if they thought the situation would be a little too dangerous for Rose and me.

The guys hardly ever came back with a scratch on them, maybe a few bleeding knuckles and ripped shirts, but that was it.

The longer Edward and I were together, the easier it was to let him go on these dangerous missions. I knew he'd come to no harm; he was too careful. Jasper was right - Edward was an amazing FBI agent. I only wished I could be as good as him. Bella the ninja! That has a certain ring to it!

"Where are we headed tonight?" I asked Edward as we made our way to the car.

"It's not pretty, but Emmet and I need you and Rose there, just to keep an eye out. We're not even sure they will show."

"Just tell me," I sighed.

"It's a strip club."

"Oh, okay." I wasn't expecting that, but most of our leads were scum of the earth; it shouldn't have shocked me.

"You'll be fine. There is hardly ever any trouble there."

"I know," I beamed. "It's not that."

"Then what is it?" Edward asked concerned, turning to look at me before he got into the car.

I hesitated, biting my lip. "Bella?"

"Strippers . . . I mean, have you . . ." I was such a babbling idiot.

"Are you asking if I have ever been to a strip club?" Edward laughed out loud, shaking his head. "Really, Bella." I was blushing, I could tell. "Why would I need a strip club when I already have the most beautiful woman naked in my bed every night?"

"I'm not naked every night," I beamed up at him. Damn, he had a way with words.

"If I had my way, you would be," Edward smirked just as Rose and Emmet came into view.

The strip club was seedy. I couldn't help but feel sorry for some of these girls. You could tell they didn't want to be here.

"We don't need your pity," one redhead slurred at me from the booth a few hours later.

"I didn't say anything," I replied, looking shocked.

"I could see it on your face," the red head snarled. "What are you two doing here anyway?"

"We're with them," I hissed, looking over at the bar towards Edward and Emmet.

"Oh . . . I see," the redhead grinned evilly before leaving, only to walk over to Emmet and Edward instead.

"Bella, breathe," Rose laughed. "She is just trying to piss you off."

"It's working," I seethed, watching the redhead run her hands down Edward's chest and whisper in his ear. The bitch was dead! Relax ninja Bella! Edward just laughed, pulling away from her hold as he made his way towards me.

"What did the redhead say to you?" I asked him as he joined me.

"She asked if I was with you."

"Then what?"

"She said she'd give me a free session on one condition."

"Which was?"

"That you would have to sit and watch," Edward chuckled. I tried not to look furious but I guess it didn't work. "I told her I was strictly a one woman man."

"She needs to watch herself," I snarled, looking in the redhead's direction. She was already watching me with a sly smirk on her face. The bitch was goading me.

"As cute as you are with your protectiveness, I didn't teach you self-defence to beat up strippers. Plus, we have work to do," Edward beamed, kissing my lips softly. Could this man read my mind?

"Would I do that?" I sniggered as our lips parted.

"Ten months again no . . . but now, I'm not so sure," Edward breathed, moving a stray hair from my face.

"I'll behave. I promise," I whispered, running my hands through his hair as I pulled him in for another kiss. This time the kiss was far more passionate. I gripped the collar of his shirt as our tongues began to collide. Damn, he tasted so good.

"Excuse me." I huffed as Edward and I were interrupted. I looked up at the blonde stripper looking down at us. "Candy said you wanted a private dance." The stripper spoke to Edward, touching his shoulder.

"I can assure you Candy is wrong," Edward replied firmly, not even taking his eyes off me.

"Are you sure?"

"He's sure. Candy misinformed you," Emmet replied. The stripper left without another word.

Candy, who I gathered was the redhead, kept death staring me all night. I couldn't wait to leave the club. Edward and Emmet were still waiting on the lead.

"Maybe we should go," Edward suggested. "We can chase the lead another night."

"And miss out on Bella eye balling Candy?" Emmet snorted.

"Glad to see I amuse you."

"You should see your face, Bella." Rose chuckled. "Just ignore her."

"We're going," Edward inhaled, getting up. "I'll go get the car and meet you outside."

"Look what you've done now," Emmet teased. "Candy is only a stripper."

"Who has had her eyes on Edward all night," I snapped. "She is really testing my patience."

"Come on," Rose muttered, getting up. "Let's go before you do something stupid." I glanced up, looking for Candy, but she was nowhere to be seen. The bitch! She better not be where I thought she was.

"I think it's too late for that," I snarled, getting up to find Edward.

My suspicions were right as I caught Candy with her arms all over Edward. He was trying to push her off. I lost it.

"You fucking bitch!" I yelled, pulling her off him. "Get your dirty hands off my husband."

"He needs a real woman. I bet you can't even get him off." Candy laughed.

"That is none of your business!" Edward roared. "Come on, Bella. We're leaving."

"Why come to a strip club if you were getting enough at home?"

"Bella, ignore her," Rose called, getting into the car with Emmet. "Emmet is going to drive."

"Don't take it out of me, just because I felt sorry for you." I yelled at Candy.

"I didn't ask for you fucking pity."

"I never gave it," I yelled.

"Bella," Edward grabbed me, pulling me back toward the car. "Come on,"

"That's right, run away you little coward!" Candy roared. "You know your man wants me, and you're afraid if he stays any longer that I'll get him." That was all I needed to break free from Edward's hold.

I stood in front of Candy. "Hit me!" I yelled. Candy just looked at me blankly. "Try and hit me, you bitch!" Candy swung for me but I dodged her, throwing my hand to slap her hard across the face. She fell to the floor in shock.

"Not that it is any of your business, but my husband and I have a wonderful sex life." I snarled, while Candy looked up at me. I felt arms encircle my waist, picking me up.

"That is quite enough for one night," Edward laughed, carrying me to the car.

"Sorry," I pouted as we sat in the back seat. What the hell had come over me?

"My siren really is long gone," Edward laughed. "This vixen is here to stay. That was quite a slap you gave her." With that, we all chuckled. Edward was right - I had come a long way in ten months. I never even knew I had it in me, but I guess that's what my love for Edward did to me.

For once, I knew I had the strength to see this mission thru to end. I was becoming more like Edward and his family by the day.

Go Bella, go Bella, go! I loved writing this chapter. I feel like a proud mom, our Bella has come such a long way from the beginning of this story