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Chapter 11

I feel my heart beating faster as I move along to where my dad's office is. I take a deep breath finding they both are there. They're each tied to a chair, with Chucky, Michael and Leather-face standing around them.

"Who the fuck is this little bitch-cop-partner of yours?" Michael yells and hits Edward in the face when he says nothing. "Speak to her; tell her to get her ass out here now."

I swallow grabbing the radio to switch it off.

"Go fuck yourself," Edward says and spits blood out of his mouth.

"I'd rather fuck her ass," Michael says, and he seems to lose it and starts laying into Edward. I cover my mouth as he drops, pushing Edward's chair to the ground. My hand goes to the air vent ready to drop it and jump down, but Edward looks up at me.

"NO!" Edward yells out.

My eyes widen at Edward and his eyes are on mine, but he quickly moves them away. "You touch her and I will fucking kill you with my bare hands."

Michael smacks Edward on the head with his gun knocking him out.

"Well, that was smart, Michael, he can't talk to her now can he? Now you, I want those safe codes now," Chucky demands from my dad.

"I told you I don't know them."

Michael hits my dad and I cringe.

"I am going start killing people if you don't give me those codes."

"Don't worry, do what you have to," my dad says and I frown a little at his answer. "Just get it done," my dad says back in a cocky manner.

Chucky and Michael look at each other a bit dumbfounded and my dad's eyes land on mine for a split second. It's then I know he's telling me to get this done. I know Scream is out front so I go looking for Freddy and Hannibal. I move slowly down to the second lower floor knowing that's where they are. As they are drilling, I'm able to jump down shooting them both before they know what happened.

"Okay, Bella, we're down to four," I say turning to find the door opening.

"Hey, Seth, want to know—" Scream cuts himself off as he starts to fire his gun at me. I move hiding myself behind a pillar.

"That's not a good idea to fire a weapon right there when there are bombs," I yell, only to have the fucker fire at me again.

I look up seeing the fire sprinklers. I take a deep breath and fire at it hitting it on my first shot. As the water falls down, I move out firing my last bullet, hitting him in his shoulder and he bends forward in pain. I move forward kicking his gun on my first hit, and then his chest on my second. He brings out a knife and comes at me kicking my legs from under me. I fall to the floor, and he straddles me aiming the knife at me. I cover his hand, bring the knife down hard into my shoulder and head butt him at the same time. As he is stunned a little, I flip him off me taking the knife out; grabbing his gun I fire it as he leaps for me. He falls to the floor clearly dead. "Hope you don't mind me taking this, asshole," I say waving the gun a little.

I take a deep breath biting my lip because of the pain in my shoulder. "You've had some shitty ideas in your life, but that was the biggest crap idea of them all. I'm not really sure you can top helping someone stab you," I say berating myself.

I get up grabbing my now empty gun so that I have it, and I head back into the vent to the first aid room again to fix myself up. Once that is done, I move back into the vent and to my dad's office.

"He needs a fucking doctor, now," I hear Edward yell and I look down shocked that my dad is breathing hard and bending forward.

"Oh, I'll get right on that," Chucky sneers, "just as soon as I've tracked down that little bitch-partner of yours. Michael, get down there and get stage four done now."

I wait until they both walk out and drop down. I land with a thud and wait looking at the door.

When no one comes, I move untying my Edward handing him a weapon and moving to my dad.

"Dad," I sob out.

"I'm fine, Kid; how many are left?"

"Three: Leather-face is out front, Chucky is looking for me, and Michael, I think he has gone to the sub-basement floors where the bombs are, which I still don't know how to disarm."

"You've done well, Kid, take Edward, show him how to get there, he'll disarm them." I look to Edward then to my dad.

"Look, Kid, I'm in need of a doctor – there's nothing you can do, but what I've just asked you to do. Show them what you're made of, and keep that ass of yours safe."

I nod, kiss his cheek and get up. "I love you, Daddy," I say and I hear him chuckle a little.

"Love you, too, Kid, make sure she's okay," my dad says looking at Edward, who bobs his head in agreement at him. I move away getting more bullets before going back into the vent with Edward following me.

"This way," I say moving along. I move a lot faster than before knowing Edward's a lot bigger than me, so we'll be making more noise.

"The sub-basement is down there," I say pointing down.

"Isabella, you look like shit," Edward says in a raspy voice.

I chuckle a little. "So do you, Sir."

"I've been so fucking worried about you."

I look to Edward and frown. "Worried that I would fuck up and get everyone killed, you mean?"

Edward looks at me in shock and shakes his head. "You really think that's how and what I think about you?"

I shrug my good shoulder, having no idea what he thinks of me.

"If we make it out of this, I'll show what you mean to me. Stay here, and don't do anything until I'm back."

I nod in agreement at him, but I fill him in on everything I know, and what I think they're up to. He gives me a smile and then starts to move down and I watch him the whole time.

A/N: So Charlie is on the floor of his office having a heart attack and Bella has untied Edward and has now got his help. Tomorrow, we hear from Edward and maybe that will give some answers that we've yet to give you.