A/N: Nope. Still don't own Twilight.

I'll be honest. I didn't even start writing this chapter until I finally received one review for the last chapter. So, to those of you that are still reading. I appreciate your support.

Adjournment

Chapter 15: Bobby Fischer Was My Hero

"How's my son this morning?" Sebastian demanded as he entered the office where Alec had been watching Johnathan on the camera for almost an hour.

"Awake, although he hasn't moved in the last half hour. You think he knows I'm coming for him this morning?" There was a hint of the sadism in his eyes that made Sebastian proud.

"Stay away from the face this time, Alec. When he reunites with his sister tomorrow I'd like for the damages to look minimal."

"Don't worry boss. There are ways to inflict pain without damaging the boy's good looks."

"I need you to confirm transportation for Johnathan to Elsmere. I will be leaving after my session with my son. We won't see each other again until tomorrow. Don't let me down Alec. You won't like the consequences of my disappointment. Just remember whose job you have now."

"Chelsey is all set to do her part. She called about ten minutes ago." Alec informed his superior. "And I won't let you down, boss."

"You're still young Alec. There's plenty of time to disappoint me and I am sure you will eventually. Just ensure it does not happen until after Angela in firmly back in her place."

"What happens if Chelsey isn't able to do what you're asking of her."

"Chelsey will perform her duties just as you will. Now, go. Do what is necessary to make Johnathan compliant. I will take my turn with him in an hour."

"Sure thing." Alec cracked his knuckles on the way in to visit young Jamison.

Johnathan was neither startled nor surprised when the door opened and Alec stepped inside, locking the door behind him. He knew that the pain was coming and there would be no avoiding what was about to happen. He knew that Sebastian would appear about an hour after Alec left. He also knew that he couldn't take much more of this torment. He felt absolutely broken.

^A^

"Alice said you guys had a really good time last night," Edward tried to draw her into conversation for the third time in the past thirty minutes.

"It was nice," Bella conceded. "Everyone was very thoughtful." She went back to staring out of the window without any elaboration.

" What's wrong? You've been really quiet this morning. Did someone say something to upset you?"

"Not at all."

"Have I done something to upset you?"

"Not today," she smiled, "But it isn't even noon. There's still hope."

"You really are a piece of work. Tell me what's bothering you please."

She turned from her view of the street below to look at the man that had come to mean so much to her over the past few weeks. "Spending last night with my family was really fun and amazing and at the time, I really enjoyed myself and I think the others did as well. But this morning – this morning I can't stop thinking about the fact that this should have been my life all along. I feel aggravated but I don't want to be an angry person. I want to be normal."

Her brutal honesty stunned him for a moment but he recovered quickly. "I cannot begin to imagine what you've gone through. Emmett and I at least had one parent that was normal. Do you have any good memories growing up there?"

"Johnathan and I were never really around Tanya. She wasn't what you would call maternal. We were raised by a series of nannies until Jamison started coming around more and more. He never seemed interested in either of us until one day he walked into the library where we were both studying with our private tutors. He started dictating what we would learn and how quickly we needed to accomplish what goals. The older I got, I learned that the quicker I did what he wanted, the more time I would have to do what I wanted."

"And what was it that you wanted?"

"Simple things. Time to myself to read, listen to music, just be away from him. I don't really remember either of us being happy. We just were."

"I'm sorry, Bella. I really wish I could do something to make it better."

"You do make it better, Masen. I actually like arguing with you." She let out a small giggle with her statement before turning to fully face him again. "Maybe I can do something to make all of this go away. Let me look at the file you have on Jamison. I know we've gone over everything before but maybe something you guys have will trigger a memory of something I've forgotten or I didn't realize was relevant at the time. Can we?"

Her tone was so hopeful he didn't have the heart to tell her no and it really couldn't hurt for her to look at what they knew about her kidnapper and the accomplice, so he pulled out his phone and called Emmett to set them up in one of the small conference rooms on level two. His brother cheerfully informed him he could have everything set up in fifteen minutes.

"So you're agreeing to something I asked you for without any negative comments?" Bella clarified.

"You want me to argue about this?"

"No, however, you usually don't give in so easily. I usually have to listen to ten different reasons why you don't want me to do whatever it is I ask. This is a turning point in our relationship, Agent Masen. I kind of like it."

"Look who decided they're funny today. Let's get moving slacker." Edward gently pushed her toward the door. Bella opened it only to practically run into Agent Miller.

"Miller, what are you doing up here?" Edward questioned.

"I was looking for Masen. The other Masen. I thought he might be up here with you." Miller looked a little nervous and kept glancing over Bella's shoulder toward the window she had just been standing next to only a minute ago.

"We're heading down to see him now. Why didn't you check the bull pen first?" Edward was frowning at the older agent.

"I did. I guess I-" Miller didn't get to finish his statement. The windows behind them shattered and Edward jumped into action pushing Miller into the hallway to the left and pulling Bella toward the stairwell on the right. Miller started to draw his weapon but Edward was faster and one well aimed shot had the older agent bleeding on the floor.

Edward saw no less than three men storming through Bella's temporary room heading their way when he pushed Bella through the doorway heading into the stairwell and quickly followed behind her while locking the door hoping to buy them enough time to get help. Edward instructed Bella to run faster when he heard their pursuers blast through the locked door and turned to fire his weapon at a man he recognized as Alec Hansen then things seemed to move in fast forward. Edward herd Bella scream his name before she grabbed his arm right before something exploded less than three feet from them. He saw smoke and flying concrete before everything went dark.

^A^

To say that Carlisle Cullen was angry was the grossest of understatements. What had started out as a day of meetings and paperwork had turned into one of the worst days in the history of the agency. There were now three bodies waiting to be autopsied and two stories of the building had sustained serious damage. Carlisle was standing on the outside of one of their interrogation rooms glaring at Alec through the two way mirror. The bastard looked so smug that Cullen decided his new mission was to flay the cockiness from Alec's skin as painfully as possible.

Carlisle has been expecting Emmett Masen to fly through the door any minute and was shocked that it had taken him so long to appear. The younger agent was livid and the only thing that stopped Masen from entering the interrogation room to kill Alec was his boss's order.

"Carlisle, I respect the hell out of you but that man in there will die today. How can you be so calm after what he did to Bella and to my brothers." Emmett demanded.

"We need him alive, Em. He can tell us about Jamison's end game. Believe me when I tell you that the only thing keeping that man alive right now is the fact that we can still save Johnathan. Now, I need you to calm the hell down and back me up in there. Do you understand me?"

The only response Carlisle received was a non committal grunt while glaring a hole through the window into Alec's head. Figuring that was the best he could hope for in this situation, he turned to Emmett with one more demand. "Give me your weapon."

"Boss-"

"That was not a request but an order Agent Masen. Give me your weapon."

Emmett rolled his eyes but complied just the same. He really didn't need a weapon to kill Alec Hansen.

Alec for his part appeared bored when the two federal agents entered the room. "I hope the two of you aren't under the misconception that I will be telling you anything today. I want my lawyer." Alec demanded.

Emmett laughed at that one as he leaned casually against the wall, waiting to see what tact his boss would take. "That's a good one little man. Terrorists don't have the same rights as a regular human being. Translation: No lawyer for you."

Carlisle snorted before sitting across from Alec. "Tell me something Hansen. If your boss tortured and killed Felix and his sister for failing to accomplish his wishes, what will he do to you for killing the woman he considered his daughter."

"What in the hell are you talking about?"

"I mean, that little stunt you and your crew pulled. Coming into the building and blowing up the stairwell. Agent Edward Masen and my daughter were killed in the explosion. So tell me. What exactly do you think your life expectancy is right at this moment?" Carlisle's expression was deadly.

Alec started breathing heavily, panic setting in where there was calm before. "There's no way. I saw them go down but they were both still moving!"

Emmett flicked the remote to the monitor in the corner revealing a live feed of autopsy. Three bodies were visible. Alec couldn't believe his eyes when the bodies of the two people were revealed, laying on the steel tables along with their inside man, Miller.

"I'm going to ask nicely. Just once. What was Jamison's plan? I'm quite certain it didn't involve killing the person he sent you here after. If you don't start talking in ten seconds, I am going to let Agent Masen here do whatever he wants to you so long as you stay alive and then I will instruct him to drop you off outside Jamison's compound. I'm sure there's someone there that can deliver you to Jamison where he can make you suffer for your failure."

"He will kill me." Alec sounded defeated.

"You're a dead man anyway. You only choice left is how you die. At the hands of your boss or I can have you executed as a traitor to this country. I think you believe me when I tell you that my way is more humane. The game is over. Start talking."

"Ten, nine, eight..." Emmett started counting softly to dive the point home as he clicked the monitor back off.

"Fine. I will tell you for all the good it will do. By now he knows I failed. He will have vacated the property we were to bring Angela."

"Just tell me what I want to know." Carlisle all but snarled.

"He was going to an estate on the island of Elsmere off the coast. He had Johnathan transported there and has a doctor on stand by. Chelsey Davison. She specializes in creating and destroying memories. The doctor was supposed to manipulate Angela's memories, make her believe that Tanya tried to kill her and make her forget about all of you people."

"Her name is Isabella Cullen not Angela!" Emmett exploded.

"Here's what will happen now. I have an agent coming in here to babysit you while you write out your statement. I want to know every place Jamison has ever used for business or pleasure and you are going to tell me. If you withhold anything, I will personally deliver you to the bowels of hell." Carlisle pushed Emmett out of the room.

"I'm sending a team out to the island to see if we can catch Johnathan there before they evacuate. I want you to stay here and make sure nothing happens to our guest while he is making his statement."

"And where are you going?"

"I'm going down to autopsy to tell Bella and Edward that they don't have to play dead anymore." Carlisle grinned. "As soon as we know what's happening at Elsmere, I need to talk to you and your brother. Whitlock called earlier. He knows who killed your father."

"looks like we're about to become very busy, boss."

"I guess it's a good thing Rosalie has school to concentrate on seeing as how your free time is about to go the way of the dinosaur."

"You know, this is where I would normally make a crack about your age and dinosaurs, but I'm going to let that one slide." Emmett cracked as his boss handed his weapon back.

"Your restraint is admirable. Please remain in control and don't shoot our prisoner."

"I'll do my best."