Chapter 3.

And boy did we ever. Get along, I mean. She was like me. Temperamental at times, sarcastic, loud, and knew how to handle herself. In the car ride to the airport, she smacked Emmett around five times for anything inappropriate he said. Which I learned was something that happened every hour. No matter what. And that, for one, made me like Rose all the more, and two, made me think of Emmett as a big ole teddy bear. Which also made it hard for me to imagine Emmett as a spy. But, apparently, like me, Rose and Emmett are one of the best, so I should have no reason to doubt them.

By the time we were on the plane I had already started missing Jasper. Me and him were so close people either thought we were dating or married when they met us, which always made me crack up and Jasper sigh exasperatedly as he explained that we were just childhood friends. I sighed and looked out the plane window, yes I scored a window seat, and leaned against my elbow. Rose noticed and nudged me with her elbow, and gave me a questioning glance.

"Nothing," I said. She gave me a look that said yeah, right. I sighed," I just miss Jasper. And I'm also thinking about what we're going to do in Forks." I shrugged. "Hey," she said, " I know you miss Jasper, but think of this, with Emmett and I around, and the fact that we have a new mission on our hands, you'll barely notice he's gone, with the chaos Emmett and I seem to bring everywhere we go." She smiled grimly. I laughed a little.

"Except for the fact that we're going to a town where it rains 24/7 and is nothing like where we lived before." Emmett stated sarcastically. smack. And there goes Rose. I laughed lightly, shaking my head. "Emmett, don't you know better by now?" I asked.

"Yep," he answered, "but I usually don't think before I talk." He grinned. I laughed., and I realized Rose was right. With those two I was going to forget about Jasper and be able to focus on the task at hand.

I looked at Emmett and his goofy grin, and Rose with her unearthly gorgeousness ( I don't care if that's not a word, its my word) and I was already starting to think of them as family. I sighed and looked out the window, this time just taking in my surroundings and letting the time fly by.


The plane landed and we had a car waiting for us in the place wherever they have cars that had been flown over wait. Rose being Rose had wanted a nice car. And when I say nice I mean nice. It was the newest BMW in sleek red. Now, I wouldn't admit this to her, but that made me jealous. Jasper still wouldn't give me my car yet.

Still- I couldn't contain my enthusiasm. "I'm driving!" I practically shouted, and with no further ado, jumped in to the front seat. I fixed the seat and everything so I could see well, then I caressed the steering wheel, and turned on the car. I stuck my head out the window, "C'mon guys! Aren't you gonna get in anytime soon?" I taunted. I didn't even wait for an answer. I just hopped back into the seat. I sighed in content- and revved the engine. A slightly evil smile came on my face. I stuck my head back out the window- the smile still on my face- "If you guys don't put your luggage in now I'm leaving without you." They saw the smile on my face and apparently saw that I meant it, cause the next second they threw their suitcases in the trunk, and Emmett screamed "Shotgun!"

I turned in my seat and looked at them. "You better buckle up." And my smile grew.


"Jasper! Did you ever even think of warning us that Bella here is a speed demon?" Rose was yelling at Jazz. It appears that he had never told them that I, as she so rightly put it, am a speed demon. I laughed wickedly. "Sorry, Rose, I figured you two could figure that out on your own." I heard Jazz say. I could picture the smile on his face now and the glint in his eye. He love's springing that fact on people- and letting them experience it on their own. I was sitting on the hood of the car, and Rose was pacing in front of the house.

Emmett…. I'm actually not all that sure where he was.

"Well you will be glad to know that I did figure it out!" She yelled into the phone, "And in the process almost ended up dead!"This whole time I was watching her trying not to laugh, but I just couldn't help it anymore. I bust up laughing and fell back against the car. "Ftssnny" I heard. I stopped laughing a bit to see who said that, still shaking with chuckles, I looked up and saw Emmett with a brownie portruding from his mouth, and bags and bags of chips in his hands.

Well I found Emmett. I just stared at him- and proceeded to crack up laughing again.

I still heard Rose shouting, but it was just background noise now. I couldn't get Emmett's confused face full of brownie out of my head. I had managed to subdue my hysterical laughter, but I was still chuckling, again. I stretched out on the hood and put my arms behind my head, staring at the sky. I was thinking about how close Rose and I had gotten already. We bonded over the plane ride here, and we actually did act like sisters now.

I felt the hood dip a bit, and looked over to see Emmett sitting down and staring at me. I propped up on my elbow. "Yes, Emmett?" I said. He just smiled at me. It was kind of creepy. "Emmett…." I trailed off suspiciously. His smile grew. I noticed Rosalie had gone silent. I sat up. She was staring at me too.

"Rose? Why are you and Emmett staring at me like that?" Or, that's what I tried to say, at least. About halfway through the sentence I had a mushy, sticky, hot, brownie smashed into my face. I sat there- mouth agape. "Emmett." That was all I said. I looked at him.

"Run."

He did. He ran, but you could tell he wasn't trying. He was cracking up laughing as he ran. I let him think I was chasing him, but I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of flour. I came outside, the flour bag behind my back.

"Oh, Emmett…" I called, "Come out, come out, wherever you are…" It was just like one of those scenes in a scary movie. But this was way more comical. I heard a twig snap behind me and spun to see nothing, but when I turned back around- There was Emmett. Right in front of me.

"Eeeek!" I squealed. "Emmett!" I yelled at him. Then, I took advantage of his laughing fit, and doused him in flour. It. Was. Hilarious. One second he's cracking up over having scared me, and the next his face is stark white and couldn't be more shocked. His laughter had stopped the second the flour hit him. And the next, my own laughter started. It got so far to the fact where my lungs were screaming at me to breathe, I was laughing so much. There was no doubt that my face was red from all this laughing, considering the fact that I could feel the tears forming in my eyes, and I didn't exactly care.

I was doubled over holding my stomach with one arm and supporting myself with the other. I held my breath, hoping to stop the laughter, I really need to breathe, I thought. I took a deep breath, holding my laughter in, and looked at Emmett.

Then spun and ran the other way.

He had that look that boys get when they're in the middle of planning a trick on someone. And considering that Emmett's to scared to pull one on Rose, that leaves me. I took refuge behind Rosalie. I figured, at the moment, that she was the only one who could save me from Emmett. I mean, they are dating. She deals with him twenty-four seven. Hiding me should be easy.

She was just hanging up the phone when I rounded the corner and kept going towards her. "Rose!" I called, "help me! I covered Emmett in flour and he got that look on his face that boys get…" I trailed off right in front of her. I tried to catch me breath, which was still short from my laughing fit, and looked at her one more time. "Hide me?" I asked.

I heard heavy footfalls coming from somewhere behind me, screamed, and ran behind Rose. She straightened her posture, and looked Emmett in the eye.

"Em! We're here on a mission, and goofing off like a pair of little kids is not how you were trained." She turned and pulled me in front of her. " Or you, Bella. You both should know better than this. Now get your things out of the car, and into the house." I watched Rose walk away, then turned to Emmett.

And screamed again. Feet behind Emmett was a boy. He looked about our age and had bronze, unruly hair that was either purposely tousled, or refused to lie flat. He was pale, but you could see a tan fading. He was dressed in all black. Hands in pockets, and stared. You could see his bright green eyes, even from here. In contrast to his hair and complexion.

"What? Am I really that scary lookin' at the moment?" Joked Emmett. "'Cause I don't mean no harm Bells, but you don't look so good yourself." I snapped my attention back to Emmett and leveled him with a glare. "Turn around you idiot." I growled. He did.

He turned, saw the boy, glanced back at me, and said- "Holy shit, when did you get there?" The boy just smiled a crooked smile. Damn, that's a nice face. I thought.

"I actually live just down the street from here. I heard, well, I heard someone shouting and some laughing and I wanted to see who had moved it." He said. I nearly melted. His voice. It was as if I could feel it crawling over my skin, caressing my arms.

I shivered. "Well, we just moved in. This bozo, here is Emmett. I'm Bella, and my sister Rosalie is in the house."

He smiled again. "I'm Edward Cullen."


Oh, fuck. Edward Cullen. Carlisle's kid. Esme's kid. The kid of the family we're supposed to be investigating. I visibly froze. I felt my muscles tense up, coiling on each other with tension. Even Emmett froze, but it was only for a second. He played the part. Emmett walked up to Edward, clapped him on the back, and in true Emmett fashion, said, "How 'bout a pizza? Wanna come in? Bella was just about to start making it." He flashed his grin over at me. That, un-froze me, as I'm sure he planned. I hate when guys assume the women have to do all the cooking. They can get off their lazy ass and do some of it themselves. But all I did was smile.

"Yes, actually I was, and Emmett, here, is going to help me." I didn't even phrase it as a question. It was a statement. He's helping, whether he wants to or not. I glared at Emmett one last time, glanced at Edward, and marched inside. I heard Emmett's booming laugh. "She's usually like this, Feminist and all that." He told Edward.

"Screw you, Emmett!" I yelled back out the house. Now, I heard a velvet laugh that made me freeze in place, again.

Man, I seem to be doing that a lot lately, I thought. I shook myself, both mentally and physically. You're a spy, Bella. Get your ass in gear. Where's all those years of training? Where did your hearing and vigilance go? Out the window? Cause so far three strangers have succeeded to sneak up on you, without you realizing it. I chastised myself.

You're the best in the business. Its high time you started acting like it.