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A/N: I feel I have to explain this. I know that for the most part, FBI stake outs wouldn't really end up with heavy petting and make out sessions, but come on! Do you really want me to write about Bella and Edward sitting in a car or building and doing nothing. HELL NO! I'm gonna make them touch each other and giggle.

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Chapter 6-

My eyes strained to open. My eye lids felt like they weighed a ton. The bright fluorescent lights above me were blinding. I closed my eyes again and I tried to turn on to my side and groaned in pain. My head was throbbing.

"Bella, don't move. You might rip a stitch."

'A stitch? What the hell is he talking about?'

I opened my eyes and saw Edward standing next to where I was laying. His face was filled with concern and anxiety. Memories flooded my mind and I sat up quickly. I looked around the room. The bright lights, the smell, and the stupid crinkly gown I had on confirmed it. I was in a hospital.

"Ah shit fuck."

"Bella, try not to move too much. You're stitches might tear and it took them a while to get the bleeding to stop. And you hit your head really hard. Too much movement isn't a good thing right now."

I looked at my right shoulder and saw that it was covered in gauze. I could see a little spot of red on the crisp white color.

"How long have I been out?"

"Only about 4 hours."

"Does the Chief know yet?"

"Yeah, he just called me back about 15 minutes ago. He will be here soon."

"Son of a shit! He's gonna freak out. I screwed everything up!"

"Don't worry Bella. He sounded more concerned that you were okay. The mission is salvageable. We'll figure something out."

I knew he was mostly trying to soothe me. I knew I blew it. I would be lucky if I ever got to do field work again. Charlie would never let me do field work if I've been shot. He hated the idea of his niece being a bullet sponge, but nothing had ever come to fruition until now.

"Edward, how are they going to salvage this? I screwed everything up. I should have listened to you and not gone in to the building. For all we know they are on their way out of D.C. God I can't believe that I was so stupid!"

"Bella, stop beating yourself up. We have it covered. They are running surveillance on the place right now and they are tracking every move they make. We will know where they are relocating to."

"And Charlie is probably going to pull me off of the case now."

"Actually Bella, I was going to come in here and yell at you for being stupid and then apologize, because you must have taken after me on being so stubborn."

I turned and saw Charlie standing in the doorway. He looked very different than usual. Charlie was usually in a suit and tie with his hair slicked back. He stood before Edward and I in worn jeans, an old t shirt, and a baseball cap. He stepped into the room and walked over to my bed.

"I'm so sorry Charlie. I was being stupid and I thought that I could get in and out with out being detected. And all of the blame is on me. Edward tried to talk some sense into me but I wouldn't listen. You know that I've always been stubborn and I just thought that I could do this and I ran with it. Please don't punish Edward for my stupidity and lack of judgment."

Charlie laughed after I finished me schpeel. He just put his hand over one of mine and smiled.

"Breathe Bella. Yes I am mad that you went in to the building, but everything will be okay. We have more agents in the area to watch all of their moves. I don't think they would be dumb enough to pick up and move shop during the day."

"Are you going to take me off of the case?"

God I sounded pathetic. It was like I was 7 years old again and asking Charlie to take me to the carnival that my parents wouldn't take me to.

"I don't want to take you off of the case Bella. I think you just had a lapse in judgment. It happens to the best of us. And considering your track record, this is your first indiscretion. That will play to your favor. I think taking a bullet and getting a massive black eye is more than enough punishment for your actions."

"Thank you Charlie. I appreciate this so much."

"No problem kiddo. Just promise me that you will take it easy for a few days."

"I promise. I will wrap myself in bubble wrap and stay in my apartment until I can go back to work."

Charlie gave me a small smile before he patted my good shoulder. He turned to look at Edward whom had been sitting by my side the whole time.

"Cullen, you should really go home. You've had quite the night and some sleep would do you some good."

"It's okay Sir. I'm fine. You would be amazed at how long it takes for adrenaline to get out of my system."

"Alright, but I expect you to go home soon and I want you to take a few days off of being in the field too. You and Bella are a team. I will have some of the other agents run the recovery surveillance. And this way if no one is watching them for a few days, they will think they are in the clear again."

"Yes Sir. I will go home and start to compile a plan of action. Did you get the information from our surveillance last night?"

"Yes I did agent Cullen, thank you for getting that to me. And Bella, I understand you heard two men talking before you got shot."

"Yeah, they were talking about dumping some bodies at the peer and injecting people. Shouldn't that be enough to just swarm in and take the place?"

Charlie let out a heavy breath and shook his head.

"Unfortunately, no. We need solid evidence. A conversation that wasn't recorded wouldn't hold up against them. Once they start producing evidence for us to nail them with, we will be there."

This was so frustrating. The fucking loopholes in the legal system were bullshit. Someone could rape and murder ten women and have it on tape, but if they arrest him and don't read him his Miranda Rights, he's free to go. This was the only side of the law that I hated. I slumped back onto my bed.

"It'll be okay Bella. I'm going to go back home. You get some rest and call me when you get home, okay?"

"I will Charlie."

Charlie bent over the bed and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Love ya kiddo."

"I love you too."

Charlie nodded at Edward and then left the room. As soon as Charlie was out of sight, I looked at Edward and smacked him in the shoulder.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"Why didn't you tell me I had a black eye?"

"I just thought you remembered taking on a piece of machinery with your face."

"Very funny, but if you used your powers of deduction, hitting one's head can lead to memory loss."

"Sorry, I'll make sure to tell you about all of your bruises from now on."

I knew he was being sarcastic, but I didn't care.

"Good, that's all I ask."

Edward covered his mouth to hide the fact that he was yawning. The poor guy had to be exhausted. Not only had he been up on a stake out, he had obviously carried me out of the warehouse and to the surveillance vehicle.

"Edward, go home. I'm fine and you need to get some rest. I'll call you as soon as I get home. And considering that it isn't that bad, I should be home by tonight."

"Are you sure? I don't want to leave you here alone."

"It's fine. I'm a big girl. Go get some sleep, you look like shit."

"Look who's talking."

I playfully smacked him on the shoulder again. He stood from the chair and stretched his arms above his head. His shirt rode up just a few inches, but it was enough to give me a glimpse of his wonderfully toned stomach.

'One of these days, his abs and our tongue are going to have to have a play date.'

'God, even a concussion and bullet wound aren't enough to stop you!'

'Hey, I'm not dead yet and I'm going to take advantage of that by eye boning Agent McYumminess.'

Edward grabbed his coat off of the back of the chair and turned to give me one of his dazzling smiles. My heart began to beat faster. Edward started laughing for some reason. And then I realized that I had a heart monitor on and the beeping sound sped up.

"Looks like someone is getting a little flustered."

"Shut up Cullen."

"You're right, I wouldn't want to give you a heart attack. But then again, you're in a good place to have one."

"Go fuck yourself Edward."

"I just might, but try not to picture it. I don't want your heart condition on my conscience."

I just rolled my eyes. Edward began to walk towards the door.

"Edward wait!"

He stopped mid step and looked back at me. I looked down at my lap and then back up to his eyes.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For getting me out of there."

"Why wouldn't I get you out of there? You're my partner and I won't leave you behind to die."

"I know, but I appreciate it."

Edward walked back to the side of my bed. He leaned over and his face was just inches away from mine.

"Anything for you Bella. Just please don't make me go through that again."

His voice sounded anguished and his eyes turned a darker shade of green. I placed my good hand on the side of his face and I let my thumb run along his cheek.

"I can't promise that, but I'll try my damnedest to not to get shot again."

Edward leaned his forehead so it was touching mine, his eyes never looking away from me. I moved forward and placed my lips on his gently. The kiss was sweet and soft. I felt his lips smile against mine. When I heard the beeping quicken, I knew why he was smiling.

"I'll talk to you later Bella."

He stood up and walked out of the room. I turned my head and looked at the heart monitor.

"Traitor."

~*~*~ *~

I pushed the door of my apartment open. The smell of home greeted me and I felt relaxed. I had been in the hospital for 12 hours and that was plenty for me. I closed the door behind me and locked it. I dropped my keys on the kitchen counter and went into my bedroom to change. I picked out a pair of gray cut off sweat shorts and a blue tank top with a black zip up hoodie. I walked out of my room and made a b-line towards the fridge. I was starving. I know that bad hospital food is an old cliché, but it's something that rings true no matter which hospital you are in.

I rummaged through the contents of my fridge and pulled out a bottle of honey and a jar of peanut butter. A peanut butter and honey sandwich had never sounded so good. I was about to grab a butter knife when I heard a knock at the door. I walked over to the door and looked through the peephole to see Edward. My heart fluttered again as I unlocked the door and opened it.

"Hey Cullen. What are you doing here?"

"I came to check on you. And I wanted to bring you some stuff."

That's when I realized that he was holding a few bags.

"Oh thanks. Come in."

Edward moved past me and his cologne toke over my senses. I closed the door and locked it. The dream I had the night before played through my mind again. I slowly turned around, hoping to see Edward standing just in front of me. Not even close. He was in the kitchen unloading the contents of the bags. He pulled out some Styrofoam containers and put them on the counter. And then I saw him pull out a bundle of sunflowers. I looked up at him and he smiled at me.

"I wanted to get you flowers, but I didn't know what you would like. So I picked something that was unique. Something that reminded me of you."

I could feel the blush rising to my face. I looked abashedly at my feet and then back up to him.

"Thank you. That's very sweet of you."

"And I brought you some dinner. I didn't think you would really feel like cooking or going out to pick something up. I hope you like Italian food."

I felt my stomach grumble at the mention of food.

"Yes, I love Italian food."

"Oh good. I was worried that you were one of those girls that only eats salads and exlax."

I laughed as I walked towards him. His scent filled my nostrils again.

"Thank you Edward. You really didn't have to do this."

"Don't mention it. And really it's my pleasure. You're saving me from having to eat alone again."

I hopped up to sit on the kitchen counter next to where Edward was standing. He looked at me a gave me a crooked smile.

"How's your shoulder Swan? And your shiner is looking pretty brutal too."

He wasn't kidding. My eye looked horrible. The area around my eye was purple and black and the outer edges of the bruise were a bright green.

"My shoulder is fine. I have pain meds, so I should be okay."

"Good. Which one do you want, chicken pesto alfredo or lasagna?"

"Ooh the chicken pesto please! That sounds so good."

Edward smiled and handed the container to me. I set it on the space next to me and grabbed his hand. He looked up from what he was doing. I pulled him towards me and kissed the top of his forehead. I pulled back to look into his eyes. They were bright green again. I felt his hands move to my hips. I shifted a little and he positioned himself between my legs. His lips came over mine. This kiss wasn't like the one at the hospital. This kiss was filled with urgency and need. I felt his tongue run across my lips. I opened my mouth to let his tongue mingle with mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. My fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

His lips left mine and made their way down to my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access. I moaned when I felt his soft lips run across my skin. I hissed sharply when he nipped at my flesh and then he soothed the skin with another soft kiss. I tugged on his hair to pull him away from my neck and crashed my lips back to his. His hands left my hips and ran up my body. I felt my sweatshirt being pushed off of my shoulders. I froze when I heard Edward's sharp intake of breath. My eyes snapped open and I looked at his face. He had paled considerably.

"Edward, are you…."

That's when I understood what had happened. His eyes were fixed on my right shoulder. He looked away from my shoulder and up to my eye. He lightly ran his hand over the bruise and then looked away. I cupped his face in my hands and brought his face back to look at me.

"Edward, I'm fine. The bruise will fade and I'll have a scar, but that's okay. I'm alive."

What Edward did next caught me by surprise. With his arms around my waist, he pulled me into a hug and buried his face in my hair. His breathing was picking up. I ran my hand through his hair to try and soothe him. He pulled himself back only a few inches.

"Edward, it's alright. I'm not going anywhere."

"I almost lost you. God Bella. I can't even imagine what I would do if…"

"Hey, don't even think about it. It didn't happen. I'm fine."

Edward closed the distance between us again. This kiss was just as passionate as the first but there was something else behind it. I wrapped my arms around his neck again and pulled him as close as I could. His arms were on each side of me, resting on the counter. I pulled away from him to catch my breath. I searched his face and saw that the agony had been replaced with lust. I reached for the hem of his shirt, but his hands stilled mine.

"Bella, we shouldn't do this right now. You just got out of the hospital."

"No Edward, I want to. I don't want to waste another minute of my life."

I crashed my lips to his and tried to pull his shirt up again. Edward grabbed my wrists and stopped me again.

"Bella, trust me when I say I want you. But I just don't think it's such a great idea to do this right now."

"Why Cullen? Do you think you might fuck me so hard that I would pull a stitch?"

Edward groaned and pushed himself away from the counter.

"That's actually one of the reasons, yes."

I couldn't hide my expression, which was a mix of arousal and surprise. I didn't think he would admit it. I wrapped a leg around his waist and coaxed him towards me again. I began placing soft kisses on his neck.

"Is that the only reason?"

"No. I don't want you to be on medication."

Edward reluctantly pulled himself away from me again. He turned his back to me and ran a hand through his hair and let out a ragged breath.

"What do you mean by that?"

He came back to stand in between my legs abruptly and placed one arm on my side and his other hand tangled in my hair and he pulled lightly, causing my head to go back. He leaned forward so his mouth was right by my ear.

"Bella, when I fuck you, I want to know that I'm the one making you scream. I want you to feel every touch, every kiss, every thrust. I don't want you to be numbed from some medication."

A whimper escaped my throat as he released my hair and pushed away again. This cat and mouse game was really starting to piss me off. He looked like an animal about to pounce. I just sat on the counter, not moving. I was so turned on at that point that I didn't think I would be able to stand on my own.

"Come on Swan. Let's get you fed. You can't afford to miss a meal."

I slowly nodded my head and hopped off of the counter, praying I didn't fall on my face. I went to move towards the dining room when I felt his hand encircle my upper arm. I glanced back at him and he smiled at me.

"I promise, I'll make it worth the wait."

"You know you aren't making this any easier on me, right?"

"Yeah, sorry about that. But believe me when I say that you're not the only one suffering."

I looked down and saw the bulge in his pants. Fuck, I shouldn't have looked down. Really didn't help.

'Holy shit! Agent McYumminess is packing some serious heat! I hope he has a license to carry that weapon.'

'Okay, even I have to admit that that is pretty impressive.'

"So Cullen, how about we eat dinner and watch a movie? Something to distract us."

"Sounds good."

I grabbed the plastic forks and Edward grabbed the food as we walked into my living room. I sat on the couch and tried not to stare at him. This was going to be a rough evening.

A/N: Holy sexual repression batman! Sorry I'm teasing all of you, but hey, if you want more, you know what to do. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! It's good for the soul! If you don't review, you will make Jesus cry, and you don't want that on your shoulders.

Song list for this chapter: Falling Down by Rev Theory, By the Way by Theory of a Deadman, Kiss Them For Me by Siouxsie and the Banshees, What A World by Common, Bulletproof by Kerli