A/N: make sure to read the sequel/spinoff, Code Name: Tantrum - now up!

This is all for fun.

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Heroin Chic Outtake: alternate ending (humor, sex, etc..)

Nanny Gee and Emmett (because I love her to the moon and back.)

"Emmett, oh yeah, harder. Fuck me harder," she screamed as his thick cock filled her up and took her down through all the motions and notions of wonder in the world. She'd discovered him when she went to work for the Cullens as a nanny for Reny, Lexie, Walker, and Masen. Emmett was all muscle and brains and completing SEAL training; everything perfect that she could want.

His fatigues were down around his ankles as he held her up against the plum-painted wall beside the washing machine. He'd just flown into town on a 48-hour leave, and she was the first place he stopped. He had to come in her before he could get on with his day.

There were very strict rules in Casa de Cullen. No strangers, and no Brussels sprouts. Gee was perfect at following orders, which first drew Emmett to her.

She didn't know much about Mrs. Cullen, but what she did know was that the woman had a terrible ex-husband she ran away from, leaving him behind in New York City, and the kids were never allowed to see him. She googled the man to see who and what he was. Politicians are always pains in the ass.

Emmett laid her back on the washing machine, the cool metal heightening every other sensation, and hammered his way home.

"Tell me where my kids are!" an angry voice and the sound of a gun hammer cocking stopped Emmett mid-thrust. It was him. Jacob Motherfucking Black. "Get your dick out of her, and tell me where my kids are, shithead."

There was no way she'd stand by and let him walk away with those precious kids.

Gee met Emmett's eyes for the briefest of moments, but it was enough to come to a consensus. In a flash, Emmett was out of her with his hand around the man's throat, the life choking its way out of him each strangled gasp at a time and with ever crack of bone and tissue.

With what little life he had left, Jacob began to raise the gun toward Emmett. But there in Emmett's belt was his Glock. Gee grabbed it, aimed, and squeezed the trigger three times in rapid succession.

Black fell to the floor in a pool of dark and rusty blood.

Emmett was still for several moments, the only sound their labored breaths. When he spun, he took her again with ease. It was the hottest thing he's ever seen, and it was all her. All his Gee.

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A/N:

A little humor and a fun alternate ending, written at the request of my best bitch.

Make sure to read the sequel/spinoff, Code Name: Tantrum - now up!