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A/N: Sorry about the cliffy at the end of the last chapter. I usually hate reading cliffies, but sometimes it's fun being a tease ^_~ Thank you for the reviews! The story broke 100 reviews on Twilighted, thus thoroughly kicking 's butt. I adore all of you, ff and Twilighted, alike. Sorry I didn't respond to any of the reviews from the last chapter. I cherish all of you and i love hearing your feedback. And thank you to my very wonderful beta, oceanwaters2006! I don't know what I would do without you!

Chapter 13-

"You got him?"

"He made the mistake of going to the warehouse in broad daylight. Our agents brought him in about 10 minutes ago."

"Wait. He went out in the middle of the day?"

"Yes. I don't get why he didn't wait until it was dark out."

"I think he wanted to get caught."

"That's what it looks like."

The beeping of my other line cut into our conversation. I looked at the caller ID and saw Charlie was calling on the other line.

"Edward, I need to let you go. Charlie is calling on the other line. I'll call you back."

"Okay, talk to you in a minute, babe."

I quickly answered Charlie's call.

"Charlie, what's going?"

"We have Azriel in our custody. We are going to interrogate him, but I want you here for that. You and Agent Cullen know a little bit more about him and what's going on so you can get more out of him."

"I'm with Rosalie right now. We're almost back to her place. As soon as we get there, I'll get my car and head over there."

"Bella, do you have a suit and your ID badge? I want you to look intimidating, maybe that way he'll talk more."

"Yes, Charlie. I have my ID badge in my purse and I have an extra suit in my car. I'll be there in 20 minutes."

"Thanks, kiddo. Be careful."

"I will."

I closed my phone and looked over to see Rosalie giving me a questioning look.

"Is everything alright, Bella?"

"They caught one of the guys that we have been watching. I need to get into headquarters so I can question him."

"Oh, wow. We're almost back to the house. Dig in my purse and grab the purple compact."

I dug through Rosalie's purse and found said compact. Holding it in my hand, I gave her an inquisitive look. Rosalie rolled her eyes and popped the compact open.

"It's make up. Those are all of the darker colors I use to look like a cold hearted bitch."

"I thought it just came naturally. I'm disappointed that you have been getting cosmetic assistants all these years."

"Shut up and put some make up on. You look like you should be skipping with a flower basket."

"Is that so horrible?"

"For interrogating someone? Yes. Use the navy blue, that will be a good color for your eyes."

"Do I have enough time?"

As the words came out of my mouth, we pulled into the driveway.

"You might not, but I do."

Rosalie grabbed the compact out of my hand and attacked me with the sponge applicator. With a few swipes of the brush, a swiping of mascara, and a touch of gloss, I looked like I was ready to shoot down anything in my path. We both hopped out of the car and I made my way towards my car.

"That was the fastest anyone has done my make up before. Thanks, Rosi."

"No problem. Now get your sexy ass over there. And, Bella?"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful."

I smiled and pulled Rosalie into a hug.

"I will. I'll call you when I leave."

Rosalie gave me a squeeze then released me. I ran to my car and drove as fast as I could.

~*~

I looked at my reflection in the mirror of the ladies room. With the suit, the make up, and my hair pulled back, I was officially in hard ass mode. Opening the door, I strode into the hallway and made my way towards the interrogation room. Charlie and Edward were standing outside of the door, whispering. They both stopped when they saw me approach.

"What? Is something on me?"

I looked over myself quickly and then back up to meet their eyes. Charlie rolled his eyes and Edward smiled at me. Charlie cleared his throat.

"No, it's not that. He's asking for you."

"What? How can he be asking for me?"

"Well, he didn't ask for you by name. He asked for the chick that he shot."

"Oh, well that's nice."

I looked at Edward and saw that he was clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Are you okay, Ed…Agent Cullen?"

"I'm fine. This guy is going to be harder to break than we thought."

"I'll do what I can. Chief, should I go in alone?"

I turned to Charlie and saw him nodding slowly.

"I think that might be best."

"Alright. Wish me luck."

I grabbed the folder from Edward and walked over to the door. I waved my badge in front of the door censor, unlocking the interrogation room. The room was simple and straight from the movies. One table surrounded by a few chairs, a mirrored pane of glass, and a bright light hanging over the table. Azriel was sitting in his chair, looking at me smugly. I looked down at the file in my hands and quickly went over the first and most important parts. Moving to the chair across from him, I slowly sat down.

"So, James 'Azriel' Evans. We meet at last."

"The pleasure is all mine. Usually I don't get a chance to see the people I shoot. And I'm not disappointed in the least."

"Let's not get off track."

"Who's getting off track? I'm just saying that had I known you were such a hot piece of ass, I would have found a way to get a hold of you and keep you for myself."

"I know what you're doing, and it won't work."

"I bet you're a screamer. I can almost hear it now. Do you like having your hair pulled, Agent Swan?"

"If this is your attempt to piss me off, you're going to have to try another angle."

"I'm not trying to piss you off. I'm just wondering how that tight little ass of yours is in bed. You know, I think you would like it rough. And I would give it to you over and over again."

"Why did you let them catch you?"

"Straight to the point. I like a woman that doesn't fuck around."

"It is very obvious that you let them catch you. Your organization has been very careful not to mess up. So why did you go out in the middle of the day, when you knew we would be watching?"

"I guess you could say that I like to live dangerously."

"Bullshit."

"I like it when you talk dirty."

"Were you serving as a decoy? Or are you just that stupid?"

"Maybe a little of both."

"Okay, I'm just going to cut right to it. Why in the hell are you creating the Ghede virus? Is there something in it for you?"

"Of course there is. Think about it. It can be sold to foreign countries or on the black market and used for biological warfare. Something like this could go for millions."

"But why this? Why something so heinous?"

"Why not? Go big or go home. Imagine what it could do. You could completely wipe out your enemy, and if used right, you can use them to your advantage."

"How so?"

"Thousands of people, mindless. They are free of society's moral code and expectations. You can manipulate them and control their minds, make them do your bidding. An army of the living dead."

"There has to be an antidote. It would only make sense that you would create one. Anyone that gets infected would be more than willing to pay for it."

"You're one smart little lady. And right on track. If the virus is sold for millions, just think of how much the antidote will go for."

"Why are you telling me all of this so willingly? It sounds like you wouldn't even open your mouth when the other agents were in here."

"Well, none of the other agents were as hot as you."

"So, what? You think if you tell me all of this that I'm going to jump your bones?"

"A guy can dream, can't he? Besides, just because you know all of this, doesn't mean you know when it's going down. Or who the highest bidder is. You can't stop it."

"We'll see about that."

"Why don't you just forget about it, doll? You're too pretty to be getting in the way of this. I'd hate to see anything else happen to you."

"Just because I have boobs and a vagina, doesn't mean I'm not capable. The biggest mistake you could make, would be to underestimate me."

"Do you know how hot you look when you get mad? I'd piss you off everyday just to see that fucking sexy look on your face."

"You still haven't told me why you were out in the middle of the day."

"Truth be told, I wanted to get caught."

"Why?"

"Sort of a self sacrifice."

"But why would you do that?"

"I had to deliver a message. It's mostly for you."

"And what would that be?"

"We're a lot closer than you think. You're watching us, and we're watching you in return. You have no idea how deep this goes. We're watching all of you. Don't make the mistake of thinking you have the upper hand in all of this. We'll always be a few steps ahead."

"Is that so?"

"And that's all you'll get out of me, sweet cheeks. It would have been nice to know how it felt to fuck you senseless. I wish I didn't have to do this, but I can't risk anything else getting out. And this served as a great way to get you away from her."

"What are you talking about? Get me away from who?"

James laughed and sat back in his chair. His jaw clenched and his face suddenly flinched.

"You'll find out soon enough, princess."

"What did you just do?"

"Nothing."

"You just flinched."

"It's these damn handcuffs. Too fucking tight."

"I don't believe you."

"Doesn't matter. Too late now."

"What's too late?"

James fell from his chair and hit the floor with a thud.

"Shit."

I drew my gun from it's holster and kept it on him as I approached him. Coming around the side of the table, I saw James was beginning to twitch and convulse.

"We need a medic! Now!"

Crouching to his side, I kept my gun pointed at him. He was losing color fast and his breathing was coming out in pants. His eyes locked with mine.

"Not everything is what it seems."

James' eyes rolled into the back of his head. I held my gun in one hand and searched for a pulse with the other. I could only feel a very faint thumping. The door beeped before it opened. I didn't take my eyes off of James. Edward squatted next to me.

"What happened?"

"I don't know. He just dropped."

"The medics are on their way up here."

"I don't think that's going to help, Edward."

By the time the medics showed up, it was too late. James was already dead.

~*~

I threw the papers down on the table. The last few hours were a total blur. I let out a heavy sigh. The sound of footsteps brought my attention to the door. Edward walked in to the room holding two cups in his hands. He smiled down at me as he handed me one of the cups.

"I thought you might want some coffee."

"Thanks. Have they found anything yet?"

"The Chief was on the phone with someone. I'm sure he'll be in here in a few minutes."

Emmett and Jasper walked into the briefing room and sat in the chairs beside me. Emmett nudged my side and smiled down at me.

"How you holding up, Bells?"

"I'm fine. I'm just confused about how this all went down and what he meant by, 'get you away from her'."

"We're all a little curious, but I guess everything will all come together soon enough. Jasper and I are still working on everything."

Jasper put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his side.

"Emmett and I are making a lot of head way. And with the information that James gave you, we have a better idea of where to look."

I sat in deep thought for a moment.

"What if he was making it up? How do we know he wasn't trying to throw us off?"

"We don't. But that's what Em and I are here for."

Charlie walked into the room, and he was in full blown Chief mode. Putting the papers down in front of me, he met my gaze.

"Cyanide."

"Cyanide?"

"Yep. Just like the Nazis used to do. They would have cyanide implanted into their cheeks. If they were captured, they would bite into it. They would rather commit suicide than be tortured or imprisoned."

"That's some hardcore shit," Emmett scoffed.

Edward looked over my shoulder and at the papers on the table.

"Death before dishonor."

Edward's voice was quiet and soothing. I looked back up to Charlie.

"So where does that leave us now?"

"We start looking into the black market. It's not going to be easy, but it's necessary. Emmett, Jasper, you two will need to split up the research. Emmett, I want you to look into finding out about this antidote. Jasper, you'll be watching the black market. Watch for anything about the virus. If we know who's bidding, we might have a better lead on this. Edward, I want you to get back in the field with the other agents. We need as many people out there that we can get."

I waited for Charlie to give me instructions, but nothing came.

"What about me?"

"Bella, you aren't ready to get back in the field. You haven't had enough time to heal yet."

"With all due respect, that's horse shit."

"Bella, you aren't ready yet."

"I don't care. I just got pulled back in to the thick of this. I can't sit on the sidelines and watch. You need me in the field and you can't deny that. I'm ready."

"I don't want to argue about this. You and I will talk later."

I was about to say something when Charlie gave me a firm look. There was no point in fighting, especially in front of everyone. I threw my hands up in surrender and slumped back into my chair.

"Bella, there is no reason for you to stay any longer. You should go home and rest."

"But I could stay and help with the research."

"There's no need. Emmett and Jasper can handle it. You know I don't like doing this, but I am pulling rank. As your chief, I am telling you to go home."

I groaned a little too loudly. I hated it when he played the 'chief' card.

"Fine. I'll go home."

I stood up and walked to Charlie's side. I turned to him and frowned.

"I'll call you later tonight."

"I wouldn't expect any less from you, Bells."

I looked back at Edward, Emmett, and Jasper. They all gave me a sympathetic look. I waved and then turned to leave. I used the walk to the parking garage to calm myself down. I had just reached my car when my phone went off. My screen flashed, showing I had a new text message.

Sorry that didn't go so well. I'll see you at your place tonight and help you forget all about it.

I smiled to myself. And quickly typed a message back.

Looking forward to it. Maybe I'll start without you.

My phone went off again, almost immediately. I knew his reply would be quick.

That's so unfair to make me think of that while I'm still stuck at work. But I can't wait to make you scream my name all over again.

I was already starting to forget about my argument with Charlie. I got into my car and started to drive back to my apartment. I was only a few miles from my place when I heard my phone going off. I grabbed it, thinking it was another text from Edward. I was surprised to see that Jasper was calling me.

"Hey, Jasper. What's going on?"

"Hey, Bells. Sorry to bug you, but could you go check on Alice? I've been trying to get a hold of her but she isn't answering her phone. She's probably taking a bath or cleaning and hasn't heard her phone. I just want to make sure she doesn't need anything. She's still having weird cravings and I want to make sure I don't need to pick up broccoli and caramel again."

"Okay, that's gross."

"I know. Could you go check on her?"

"Sure thing, Jasper. I'll have her call you when I get there."

"Thanks, Bells! I owe you one."

I closed my phone and began to turn my car around. It didn't take long to get to Alice and Jasper's house. Pulling in to the driveway, I half expected Alice to come flying out of the house. When I reached the door and I hadn't been attacked by the little pixie, I figured she didn't hear me pulling up. I rang the doorbell and waited. She didn't answer. I rang the doorbell again. Still nothing. I tried the door and it was open.

Maybe she just forgot to lock the door.

I walked into the house and closed the door behind me.

"Alice? It's Bella!"

I waited for Alice to respond and heard nothing.

"Alice? Where are you?"

An eerie silence began to creep through the house. A muffled thump caught my attention. It sounded like it was coming from the kitchen. I looked down the hallway and saw pieces of shattered plastic. I bent to pick up a piece and realized that it was a piece of Alice's phone. Worry began to filter into my stomach as I ran down the hallway to the kitchen. Bursting through the door, I froze in horror at the scene I stumbled into. Alice lay on the floor, crumpled in a ball. The floor was covered in blood.

"Fuck."

I ran to Alice and almost slipped in the blood. I hovered over Alice and checked for a pulse. A sigh escaped my mouth when I felt a light beating. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket, I quickly dialed 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"This is Agent Bella Swan, I need an ambulance to 4252 Morning Glory Drive. My friend has been attacked. She's lost a lot of blood and she's pregnant. I think she was stabbed."

"Please stay on the phone with me as I dispatch the paramedics."

The line was silent. I looked over Alice to try and assess how much damage had been done. Her breathing was ragged and sounded pained.

"Ma'am. The paramedics are on the way. If you can, apply pressure to the wound."

"Okay."

I pushed down on as many of the cuts on Alice's body that I could.

"Is she still conscious?"

"Barely. She's having trouble breathing."

"Okay. Lean over her chest and listen. Do you hear any rasping?"

Putting my ear over Alice's chest, I could hear a deep rasping sound.

"There's a really bad rasping sound. What should I do?"

"There might be a hole in her lung. Keep listening to her breathing and make sure she doesn't start gagging."

The screeching of sirens could be heard in the distance.

"I think I hear the ambulance."

"They are reporting that they are almost there, Ma'am."

"Good, thank you."

"No problem, Ma'am."

The sirens got closer and it felt like an eternity before the paramedics came through the front door.

"They're here. Thank you, again."

"Just doing my job."

I moved out of the way so the paramedics could get to Alice. I watched as they moved her onto a gurney and began to take her to the ambulance. I looked around the kitchen and when I looked at the wall, I stopped. There, in Alice's blood, was written, 'This won't stop.' I could feel my lunch start to creep back up my throat. James' words early suddenly made sense.

And this served as a great way to get you away from her.

I couldn't keep it down anymore. I ran to the sink and retched. After I emptied my entire stomach I turned and slid to the floor. The realization of the situation finally hitting me. My body was wracked with sobs. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. My phone ringing was the sound that brought me back to reality. The caller ID flashed Jasper's name. I slowly opened my phone and put it to my ear.

"Jasper?"

"Bella? What's wrong?"

Jasper sounded panicked. I inhaled and let out a ragged breath.

"Jasper, It's Alice."

"What happened? Is she okay."

"She was attacked."

"Oh sweet Jesus."

"The paramedics are talking her to the hospital right now. I don't know how she is."

"I'll meet you at the hospital."

I closed my phone and slowly looked around the kitchen. I grasped the counter behind me and forced myself to stand up. My hands were trembling and sticky from the blood. I washed my hands and left the kitchen. By the time I reached the door, two patrol cars were out front. I flashed my badge at the officers and walked to my car in a daze.

A/N: So, that's a sort of cliffie. But I have to admit, I am pretty sadistic. Plus, that's how I hear from all of you. I have to be evil sometimes. Is it a bad thing that I get a warm fuzzy feeling inside? This is what i meant by the story is going to start getting dark. If you liked it, LET ME KNOW!!!! ***love and hugs to all***

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