Disclaimer: Don't own a darned thing. Twilight is SM's and I'm turning her beloved innocent characters into filthy whores. Go me.

A/N: Well, It's time for the smack down. What do you think will happen? Hmm, I guess you will just have to read to find out. Thank you for all of the reviews! And thank you to my super awesome and amazing beta (I don't think I can stress that enough) oceanwaters2006! I couldn't have done this without you!

Chapter 20-

I giggled as my father threw me up in the air and caught me. The wind rushed around me as he swung me around. He put me on the ground and I tried to dizzily run away, only to have him catch me and swing me around again. My mother's laughter echoed through the backyard.

"Alright you two, dinner is ready. Phil, if you keep swinging her around like that, she's going to throw up everywhere."

"No I won't, Mom!"

"Yeah, Mom. Our daughter will be fine, she's a tough little thing, aren't ya?"

I nodded my head vehemently.

"That's right, Mom. I'm tough."

Renee just shook her head and turned back to the house. My dad laughed and tickled my sides.

"She'll get over it. Come on, kiddo. Let's go get some dinner."

I laughed as my dad threw me over his shoulder and carried me into the house.

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, squirt."

The shock of ice water being tossed on me jolted me back to consciousness. Gasping for air, I sat up and immediately regretted it. Pain shot through my entire body.

"About fucking time you got up. We can't have you sleeping through the best part."

I looked up and saw my father standing over me with a bucket in his hands. I had never seen such anger and hate on his face. He squatted down by my side.

"All these fucking years, I wasted on loving you. This is how you repay me? By trying to take away the only chance for me to live the life I want?"

"You want to be a bio terrorist that ruins thousands of peoples lives? You're pathetic."

Phil inhaled deeply through his nose and threw his head forward into mine. I could feel my nose break and I tried to muffle my groans of agony. That was what he wanted, he wanted me to be in pain.

"Get up."

"I can't."

"Get up! Now!"

Phil grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up. I screamed in pain as I stood on my ankle. Putting any weight on it was excruciating. Phil began pushing me out of the cement room and down a long corridor. I gagged when the smell of mildew and metal filled my nostrils. We came upon a big metal door and Phil pushed it open. The bright fluorescent lights were almost blinding. There was an old chair with straps secured to the floor. The chains that dangled beside it were mounted to the wall.

Phil pushed me further into the room and I stumbled into a table, knocking all of the glass test tubes and beakers onto the ground. I groaned as I crawled onto all fours. The shadow of Phil standing over me blocked out the bright light. He pulled me up by the back of my shirt. His breath was hot on my ear.

"Always so clumsy."

He released my shirt and kicked the back of my knees, causing them to buckle. I fell to the ground and I gritted my teeth when I felt the glass cut into them.

"Tell me what you know, Bella."

"Fuck. You."

Phil's hand connected with my face. My already broken nose began throbbing and spewing more blood.

"If you tell me where you hid the files, I'll let you go."

"Like hell you will. Do you really think I'm that stupid? You won't let me walk out of here alive. I killed four of your cronies and I'm supposed to believe that you'll let me leave? Go fuck yourself."

Phil hit me again.

"I didn't raise you to talk like that. Now be a good girl and tell daddy where you hid the files."

"It was really stupid of you to not have them backed up somewhere. What kind of evil genius are you?"

My comment was rewarded with a knee to my stomach. I doubled over and threw my hands out in front of me to stop from throwing my face into the shattered glass. Pain shot into my palms as they were sliced open.

"I'm not telling you a fucking thing. You might as well just kill me, Dad."

Phil walked away from where I was kneeling. His hands grasped into his hair as he let out an exasperated groan.

"Stop fucking calling me that."

"Why? Does it remind you that you're beating the shit out of your own daughter?"

The door opened behind me before Phil could do anything. The clicking of high heels echoed through the small room. I looked up and saw Tanya glaring down at me.

"My goodness, Bella. You look like hell."

"And you look like a constipated frigid cunt. So I guess we're both lacking today."

The sting of Tanya backhanding me rippled through my cheek. I shook my head and spit blood onto her pristine white shoes.

"You little bitch! These are Prada!"

"Who the fuck cares? It's not like you'll get to wear them after today. Unless you want to be buried in them."

Tanya scoffed and looked to Phil. They were both scowling down at me. Tanya sauntered over to Phil and wrapped her arms around his neck. I gagged internally when her lips covered his.

"Phil, your daughter is being awfully mean to me. I think she needs to be punished."

"Whatever you want to do, baby."

My shoulders began shaking with laughter. They both looked down at me before Tanya crouched by my side.

"What the hell is so funny, bitch?"

"You two. It's like dumb and dumber."

Tanya stood up and placed the spiked heel in the open wound that Alec had created. I groaned when she pushed her weight into me.

"Bella, there's something you need to understand. You may know the truth about me, but all of the other agents don't. When I leave here, I can act like one of them and they'll be none the wiser. I'll find out where you put the files, with or without you."

"Then why don't you kill me then?"

"Because it would be easier if you would just tell me."

"Well in that case, you better kill me."

Tanya removed her heel from my arm and bent down to me again.

"But I'm having so much fun. And besides, if I wait and kill you, I can figure out how to manipulate Edward to my advantage."

"Leave Edward out of this!"

"Oh, did I hit a nerve? Don't worry, I'll take good care of him. Phil doesn't mind if I fuck other guys. Especially if it means getting us closer to what we want. And from the looks of Edward, I'm willing to bet he's a great fuck, which is a bonus for me."

My blood began to boil and I felt my adrenaline kicking in. My breathing picked up.

"Just give up, Bella. Unless you really want your daddy and I to keep torturing you."

My hand tightened around a shard of glass. I looked up at Tanya and spit blood into her face, throwing her off guard. She stumbled back a little and I made my move. I sprung up from the floor and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. I placed the shard of glass at her throat and brought my mouth to her ear.

"I told you I would make sure you didn't walk away from this."

I pushed the glass into her throat and pulled it across her skin, feeling it open underneath the pressure. I could feel the blood oozing out of the cut. Her startled gargles filled the room. Phil moved towards me and I pushed Tanya at him, making him stumble and fall to the ground. I took this time to run to the door, ignoring the pain shooting through my ankle. My adrenaline took over and numbed my body to the pain. I pushed the door open and I tried to move as quickly as I could. I stumbled down the corridor and I turned down the hallway that led to the main floor.

I wasn't sure of what I would do next, but I would have to come up with something fast. I heard Phil's quick footsteps coming from behind me. I looked around the main floor and I threw myself under a piece of machinery. I could hear Phil's footsteps getting closer. I tried to slow my ragged breathing. I couldn't let him hear me.

"Bella! I know you're in here. You're really testing my patience."

I rolled my eyes at his comment.

"Fine, Bella. I didn't want to have to do this, but you've forced my hand. Either you get out here and cooperate, or I make a phone call and have your whore of a mother killed."

My breathing stopped.

He wouldn't.

"I'm done fucking around, Bella. Get out here and tell me what you did to the files or your mom dies!"

I couldn't tell if he was bluffing or not. But I didn't know if I wanted to take the chance. I watched as his feet passed by me. I slowly peeked my head out and saw that his back was to me. I looked down in my hand and saw I was still clutching the piece of glass. My stomach clenched at the thought. I would have to kill my father.

I shook my head to try and get rid of the feeling of guilt. If I didn't kill him, he would kill me, my mother, and thousands of other people. I looked out from under the machine again, his back was still to me. I slowly scooted out from under the piece of metal and snuck up behind Phil. Raising my hand, I plunged the piece of glass into the side of his neck. His screams of pain rang out.

Phil swung around and punched me square in the jaw. I stumbled into a nearby piece of machinery and braced my weight on it. I turned back quickly and kicked out in front of me, hitting Phil in the stomach. He groaned and grabbed at his stomach. I kicked again and hit him in the head this time. Phil fell to the side blood began to pool from his mouth.

"Only one of us is walking away from this, Phil. And it won't be you."

I moved to kick out again, but Phil's hand shot out and grabbed my ankle, pulling my feet out from under me. I fell backwards and my head connected with a piece of machinery. A burst of stars flashed in front of my eyes. Phil clamored to his feet and he stood over me. I tried to climb up to my feet, but as soon as I got on to my hands and knees, Phil's foot connected with my ribs. I grunted and I tried to get up again. Phil continued to kick me everytime I tried to get up. I stayed on the ground and my lungs halted when I tried to breathe in. I began coughing and the now familiar metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. I looked up in time to see Phil's fist coming at me. My body was shutting down. The now familiar unconscious state took over.

~*~

Edward's hand moved up my arm and into my hair. He pulled back gently and crashed his mouth to mine. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck. Edward pulled away from me and smiled down at me. His beautiful green eyes bore into mine.

"Bella, I love you more than I can even say."

"I love you too, Edward. I can't imagine my life without you in it."

"You'll never have to find out."

I smiled and jumped up into his arms and wrapped myself around him. His musical laughter filled my ears and warmed my soul. I pulled my face away from his neck and locked eyes with him.

Our laughter ceased and I pulled his lips to mine. My tongue licked his bottom lip before I sucked it into my mouth. Gripping his lip in between my teeth, I gently bit down. His moans were muffled against my lips. I arched into him and moaned when I felt his erection pressing into my core.

"We have too many clothes on."

"I'll gladly take care of that, babe."

Edward made quick work of our shirts and my bra. But the pieces of clothing keeping us from becoming one were still in the way. I let out a frustrated groan as I ground myself into him.

Edward released me from his arms and I stood in front of him, panting. I reached out and began pulling on the waistband of his jeans. His hands worked on my jeans and we both began pushing the other's pants and underwear down at the same time.

Once we were both free of our clothes, I jumped back into Edward's arms. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me to him. I felt the wall hit my back.

"Baby, I need to be inside of you."

"Oh yes, Edward. God, yes."

I looked down at Edward as I felt him lift me up and maneuver me onto his erection. I groaned and threw my head back when I felt him enter me. My eyes locked with his as he began moving in and out of me. I began placing kisses on his neck and I moaned against the skin on his neck.

Edward moved a hand in between us and began playing with my clit. My breathing picked up.

"I need to feel you cum around me. I want to watch you come apart and hear my name come from your lips."

"Just please don't stop!"

Edward began thrusting into me with more power and pushed my back harder against the wall. I whimpered as I felt my orgasm building. My hands fisted in Edward's hair and I pulled his mouth to mine. Our tongues mingled and ran across each other. I pulled back and looked into his eyes. My walls began clenching down and I felt my orgasm explode through my body.

"Edward! Oh God! You feel so good."

Edward began to push into me even harder. He buried his head into the crook of my neck and his heated breathe rippled across my skin. Edward cried out against my skin and I felt the hot spurts of his semen inside of me.

"Bella!"

He grunted my name out and met my eyes. I felt like I was getting lighter. I clasped my hands behind his neck.

"Edward? What's happening?"

"Don't let go, Bella. Just hold on."

~*~

The sting of being slapped woke me up again. I looked around the room. I was back in the testing room and strapped into the chair. The smell of blood filled the room. I looked over and saw Tanya's lifeless body laying on the floor surrounded by blood. I didn't even feel bad knowing I was the one that did it to her. Phil's voice pulled my attention away from the dead woman.

"You killed my girlfriend you little bitch."

"What about Mom?"

"What about her? She's a fucking whore."

"She's a whore? You're the one cheating on her."

"She's the one that started it."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Just shut the fuck up! I need to think!"

"About what? The fact that your daughter single handedly brought down your fucking operation?"

Phil struck the side of my face.

"Shut up! I just need time to think. I can still salvage this."

"No you can't. You're screwed, Pops."

"No! This isn't over. I can just start over. I know I can find more people that will be willing to come up with a new formula. One that's stronger. One that can be sold for more."

"It doesn't matter how convinced you sound, you're fucked."

"I'm not the one strapped to a chair right now. I would be careful of what I said if I were you."

"If you were me, this shit wouldn't have happened."

"I'm sick of hearing you're fucking mouth! If you won't tell me where the files are, you're of no use to me."

"So that's it? You're just going to kill your daughter? Your only child?"

Phil began laughing and turned away from me. He ran his hands through his hair and turned back to face me.

"You're not my daughter."

"Bullshit. Don't try and convince yourself that just so it'll be easier to kill me."

"No, Bella. You're not my daughter. Your fucking whore of a mother is to blame for that."

I stared back at him in disbelief. I shook my head.

"No, you're lying! You're full of shit!"

"Why would I lie about something like this? I have nothing to gain from it."

My mind was racing. Phil walked closer to me and I saw the reflection off of the knife in his hand. I gripped the arm of the chair and I strained against the straps.

"You're not going to be able to get out of those, Bella."

I looked up at Phil. I had never noticed how little we looked alike.

"If you're not my father, who is?"

"I guess you'll never know."

My breath caught in my throat when I saw the blade of the knife plunging towards my leg. I screamed in pain when the blade was firmly buried into my skin. Phil yanked it out again and smiled when he saw the blood coming out of my leg.

The sound of the door banging against the wall distracted Phil.

"Get the fuck away from my daughter!"

That voice.

I forced my head to turn towards the door and saw Charlie standing in the doorway with a gun in his hands, aimed at Phil.

"Charlie, good to see you again, brother."

"Get the hell away from Bella."

"So now you're going to do the whole protective father thing? You surrendered that right to me, remember?"

"And you're doing a fucking shitty job of it. Now get away from my little girl or I'll blow your head off."

I looked back and forth between Charlie and Phil. My voice was ragged when it came out.

"Will someone tell me what the fuck is going on?"

Charlie kept his gun and focus on Phil while talking to me.

"Bella, I'm your father."

"Why the fuck did you keep this from me for 26 years?"

"We all kept it from you because Renee wasn't sure who was the father at first. I got into the FBI before you were born. Once Renee had you, we did a DNA test and it showed that I'm your father. But because of my line of work, we all decided it would be better if Phil posed as your father to give you a normal life."

My breathing came out in pants. Everything I had ever known was a lie. My whole life was formed around a lie. Phil began to move towards me with the knife still in hand.

"Get the fuck away from her, Phil."

"No, you can shoot me, but I'm taking her out with me."

Phil lunged at me and jabbed the scalpel into my abdomen. The sound of a gunshot echoed through out the small room.

A/N: So how much do you hate me now? I totally fucked with your heads and you loved it! Admit it!