CHAPTER 1 (PRESENT DAY)

"Love a girl with a healthy appetite, Hells Bells."

I looked up and smiled at Jacob Black, my boss, badass extraordinaire, filthy minded scoundrel and all round good guy as he watched me stuff my face with pancakes and some delicious sausages. He had said that almost as an afterthought, you know when you find something unbelievably sexy and words just come out of your mouth. I know of this phenomenon because each time I see Jacob Black without a shirt on, stupid shit flies out of my mouth like it's nobody's business.

Lucky me, I see him shirtless a lot.

Mr. Black is also my crowned fuck buddy, and man my booty needed his lovin' often. What worked for with our 'arrangement' was that we knew our hearts would not get involved in it, both of us were incapable of it and what was more we considered each other friends before anything else.

I squirted some maple syrup all over my pancakes smirking and looking at him while doing it, he grinned and started making moaning noises which got a lot of attention to our table and I snorted. He leaned forward his face suddenly serious, "He escaped Hells Bells, I need you to get him back."

He called me Hells Bells for a reason, I worked for him and his boys at 'The Quileute', officially on the papers a bounty hunting firm but unofficially we were a lot of things. He recruited me straight out of UPenn, where I graduated with a degree in Computers, I was your daily whiz kid when it came to all things digital. The most interesting part was he fucking held a competition for people to join his 'firm' as he called it in the Philly region, and me being me participated. The task was to break through his firewall, I managed to do it in ten minutes and in the next fifteen minutes I had a job. The reason he called me Hells Bells because I had plastered this name on all his office computers just to show off a little.

He had loved the gesture and then Emmet (his best friend and second in command) and him proceeded to kick my ass into becoming a badass like them, not that I was a novice when I joined, Charlie was not going to set his only daughter loose on the city without teaching her a few moves. They had proclaimed that no Quileute would be anything less than a badass.

I had gladly accepted and learned a few things about myself, along with computers I was also good at profiling. In our line of work this skill was essential, so Jacob had set me loose to retrieve a few people, I tracked them down and got them back to the 'firm' where they were handed over to the authorities or to people who I kept minimum contact with.

After retrieving people from the ends of Alaska, Jacob finally assigned James to me. He was something else, sinister and downright evil. Someone who Jacob Black, alpha male extraordinaire would never assign to me simply because I was under his protection and you did not expose his kind of evil to my sweet ass (his words, not mine) but my talents could not be ignored and Jacob Black was no idiot so he understood my sweet ass could turn into hard and relentless in one second and James Aldrich would go down.

So, he set me loose on James and I found him in a secluded area at a farmhouse at Katy, Texas raping an unconscious under aged girl. He did not hear me approach, neither did her hear me jamming a syringe in his fucking neck, nor did he realise when I carted his ass back to Philly and handed him not to the fucking authorities but to people who would 'take care' of him.

I had called my contact from Houston to take of the girl who I later found from him was a foster girl with no prospects, she said he found her in local bar where she had got in with a fake Id and she knew she had mixed something in her drink. The girl was broken, not unfixable and that gave me a lot of hope, but did nothing for my deep-seated rage. My only consolation was the people that James had managed to piss off where more sinister than him.

Thus, hearing he had escaped made me drop my fork on the plate and I knew from Jacobs expression that anger had coloured my features.

"You are telling me this now, wasting my time and treating me to a fucking meal when that bastard has escaped the clutches of the fucking Philadelphia mafia. By delaying telling me you made my job ten times harder Jacob. How long ago did he escape!"

He looked at me and sighed, "I was not going to tell you at all Bella, I wanted Emmet to handle this. You have to go to Alice's wedding in a day. You did your part, and what's more I can sense you're getting emotional about this babe. That kind of shit does not roll when you're dealing with a cunt like him. The only reason I'm coming to you because you managed to do it the first time, Emmet came back empty handed today and I knew if I delayed it any further your brain would explode. He escaped about a week ago."

My fingers curled as I willed myself to calm down and poured the acid bubbling in my chest at him, "Do not tell me I am getting emotional when you are in knee deep in denial Jacob, you did not act as my boss you acted as my lover by not telling me, and baby that shit don't roll. You knew I was your best bet, but you let your heart lead Jacob and I kid you not I do not find this shit touching, I find it insulting. I know that bastards every trick in the book, I know why he breathes the way he does, and you tell me a week later. A fucking week later!"

Whispering the last party angrily I left my food and stalked out of the diner to my car, driving straight to the office.

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Emmet shifted uncomfortably in front of me while he gave me the briefing, he told me the slippery bastard has escaped his clutches somewhere near New Jersey. I was glaring daggers at him and asked, "Why did you not tell me Emmet?"

"Babe I tried, I really did. The big bastard was not ready to listen to reason, said his girl had to attend a wedding and he'd be damned if he let a criminal ruin that for her. I told him he was not thinking clearly. He had the balls to tell me that if it were Rose I would have done the same. It's the God honest truth I would have, but one thing I don't get Hells Bells, are you both in that deep?"

I gaped at him as my heart hammered in my chest, I knew if I asked Emmet he would give it to me straight. I did not anticipate his answer, so my mouth went dry and panic gripped me. Fuck I did not anticipate this answer.

That's when I felt Jacob's energy entering the room and I stiffened and turned around glaring at him, "When did it happen huh lover, when did you decide to overturn our promise. When the fuck did you think, it would be okay for you to overstep that boundary."

He crossed his massive tatted arms on his broad chest and frowned at me and then said, "Don't flatter yourself Bella, you know that ship has sailed for us. You know that my heart is in the hands of a woman I fucking despise. So, it's safe to say I do not think of you as anything more than a friend. Don't misunderstand me Bella, you mean the world to me. You're my best friend and I do not want to see you hurt. You are important to me, you are under my protection. I gave the rat bastard the Rosalie analogy because that would be the only way he would fucking understand."

The tension slowly left my body and I got up and wrapped my arms around his still shift shoulders, "I am sorry, but you are still an idiot.''

I took a deep breath and then said, "You know I've been burned babe, and I am a pussy when it comes to this shit. Sorry I overreacted."

He relaxed and hugged me close meanwhile glaring daggers at Emmet who unbeknownst to me was looking grim and mildly apologetic. I pushed away from him and said with utmost confidence, "He's a rat, and only one place in this beautiful country where rats thrive. He is in New York City."

Jacob sighed, "Then it's good the wedding is there, Hells Bells."

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I walked into my beautiful apartment, discarded all my clothes and went into the shower. Warm water cascaded down my body and my brain activated into overdrive. I was leaving for New York tomorrow, which meant after 10 years of no contact I would be seeing Edward Cullen for the first time. I was afraid of love sure, but I no longer despaired at the thought of facing Edward Cullen, not after I have spent 7 long years tracking down actual cunts and seeing and hearing Edwards songs and face everywhere I went.

I reflected on my actions in the office and sighed, Jacob's reasons were all sound. Over-fucking-protective but sound. My panic at Emmets words were something that bothered me, I did not want to be afraid forever to fall in love or freeze up when even a little bit of affection came into the picture. So, I decided the first chance I would get I was getting an appointment with a therapist. Ten years too late I realise that, but I needed to go.

I wrapped a towel around my body and stalked out of the room and landed face first in my large bed. One rule I had was I was not going to bring my work back at home and especially not a serial rapist and oily bastard James Aldrich so I turned around switched on my television and watched a show about second chances. I licked my lips and heard my phone beep,

Can't wait 2 see you tommrw :*

I smiled at Alice's text and got shit excited, I was seeing my best friend with her kind soul after a long time and my heart again warmed and I slept with a smile on my face.

Hello friends,

Sorry for all the grammar errors, promise what Edward did will be revealed in the next chapter. Let me know what you think.

PS: (I own this plot, not Twilight)

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