A/N: Here's my new schedule that I believe will work out better for me. Monday's and Friday's. Twice a week and each chapter will be from 3,000- 5,000 in words, any questions?

Love to all my reader's.

Things in this story are really picking up. Enjoy!

Chapter 12 Raw Focus

∞Bella∞

After my supposedly staged accident I was taken to a tiny island between Seattle and Bainbridge Island. The FBI informed me that it didn't draw too much attention to boaters because to them it just appeared to be a vacation home that was privately owned. No one ever set foot on the island because there were signs staked all over the island saying 'Private Property- Trespasser's will be Prosecuted'. I wasn't so sure that would keep people, especially teenage problem causers, from setting foot on it, but I was just relieved that they weren't sending me too far away from home.

When I got to the island I was taken aback when I saw how large the home was and that it took up most of the island. The warm earth tone colors inside made me think of Phoenix and it also made me feel that I was at home.

Swimming in the indoor pool, reading and watching TV passed my time. I was beginning to feel quite lonely even though I would have some of the agents come by to check on me and also come in to have some coffee.

Honestly, I believed that I was holding it all together. Agent Black had informed me that if Edward would stick to the plan that he would be reunited with me. That gave me a little comfort until I saw the newspaper the Tuesday after my accident. As I was turning the pages of the newspaper I saw a familiar face and stopped on the obituary page, which I never read because I found it quite depressing. Staring back at me was a picture of myself that my mother had taken of me when I first arrived to Forks after I had moved there to teach. It was the picture of me unpacking my truck and making my way to the house. She had told me to stop and 'say cheese' because she wanted to take a picture of her daughter finally making it back to her and my dad, and also having my career. She told me she wanted to remember that day forever because she was so proud of me.

It was a nice obituary and I knew that by reading it that my parents had written it. They expressed their love for me and stated my accomplishments throughout my life. I wiped away the tears that were now soaking my face. I knew that my parent's hearts were broken and they were taking the news of my death quite hard. I felt as though I was living in an alternate universe; where in one, my life was over and the other was just beginning.

******

When Friday rolled around I was on the verge of a panic attack. My body was itchy and I was quite edgy. The feeling that Edward may be following through with the original plan was scaring the crap out of me. Millions of questions were crossing my mind way too fast, making me dizzy and slightly queasy. What if he got caught? What if he decided that the Newton's weren't worth it? What if my death had sent him into depression? Uhhh…uhhh. ..I laughed at my last question just knowing that I wasn't worth any one killing themselves over. Putting my elbows on my knees I hung my head down between my legs taking deep breaths trying to pull myself together and reminding myself that I needed to stop over thinking things.

As I was chewing on my thumbnail on one hand and twisting my hair with the other I heard a helicopter close by and wondered if it was the FBI. I stood at the door, grabbed the handle and took a deep breath. As I pulled the door opened I noticed a black helicopter landing on the beach, spraying sand and water everywhere. I noticed a person getting out, but I couldn't quite make out who it was, so I slowly approached.

My heart skipped a beat as I held my breath. It's Edward. I noticed right away that he seemed to be having a hard time seeing through all the sand and water. As he walked closer to me he started rubbing his eyes and looking into my direction. And there it was. His green eyes opened wide and his jaw-hung open. It was as if he had seen a ghost, which to him it was true because he thought I was dead.

The sight of him was all I needed for my loneliness to drift away. Plus, he looked gorgeous, his hair was wet and sandy and his wet white T-shirt clung to his torso showing off his firm chest and his ribbed abs. I just realized that I had never seen him without his shirt off.

"Bella?" he spoke, bringing me out of my reverie as he touched my cheek. His touch and voice sounded like 'home'.

"Edward." I answered, feeling happy to hear him speak my name.

******

After I showed him through the house and we found him a swimsuit in one of the bedrooms, we went for a swim. Most of our time was spent talking about the events that had happened the day I left Forks. He was so livid that the FBI had kept it from us, but most of all he was mad that they had put my safety in danger saying that I could have truly been killed.

He also expressed how he felt when he learned that I was dead. The emotions that he explained hit through me like a thousand of needles. He truly had felt that apart of him was gone. Knowing that it would devastate me he briefly went over how my parent's seemed to be doing. As we were swimming he pulled me close to him whispering to me words of comfort letting me know that we were together and we would figure everything out in due time. That seemed to placate me, for now.

We spent that first night swimming, eating dinner and soaking in the hot tub. We also couldn't keep our hands off one another as well. We held he each other and exchanged sweet passionate kisses, reveling in each other's companionship.

That was also the night when we both had decided to never take life and loved ones for granted. We kissed as we parted our separate ways into our own bedrooms.

******

"WAKE UP….WAKE UP! TIME TO GET A MOVIN', NO TIME FOR SLEEPY HEADS!"

"What the…?" I wondered, as the yelling brought me out of my deep sleep. Man, I hadn't slept that well since I got here. As I blinked my eyes trying to gain focus, I peered up at the clock.

"It's only four fifteen; I thought we started at five." I annoyingly stated as I looked up and notice Agent Clearwater at the foot of my bed. At least I was happy to see it was her and not the flirtatious Agent Black. Seriously, that guy was giving me the creeps. Since I got here he had really laid his charm on thick. Whenever we were talking about the case he would take the lock of hair that always hung in front of my face and push it behind my ear, also stating how pretty I was in the process. He just…just kept touching me.

Regretfully, I pulled myself out of bed and made it to the bathroom.

"Ms. Swan, please where something comfortable today." I nodded to her.

"Please, can you stop calling me Ms. Swan… it's Bella, okay," I said, annoyingly because all that was making me feel older than I was already feeling.

"All right…Bella. Get ready, eat breakfast and meet us in the workout room," she briefly said as she left the room closing the door behind her.

"Aaaagh…this is going to be a long day!"

I met Edward in the kitchen as we were both adorning our workout clothes. We checked each other out and started to laugh because we matched. He was wearing a gray wife beater, black shorts; that hung just passed his knees and white Nike's. I on the other hand was wearing a black sports bra, a gray tank top and black, petite soccer shorts and, of course, my white Nike's.

"You look…hot." He said with a mischievous smile. I choked on my hot chocolate, shocked because he had never referred to me as being 'hot'.

"Well that means you look…hot too Dr. Cullen," I playfully stated and lifted my eyebrows, while looking at him up and down. I loved that even though we had so much stress we were still able to joke around, making the tension in the air lighter.

******

Edward and I stood in the workout room listening in astonishment to Agent Black and Clearwater as they went over our itinerary for our first week.

"Now, we are going to start you both out with the basics and then we will be getting into the harder stuff next week. Well, by the looks of you two don't look into bad of shape. Do either of you go to the gym?" Agent Clearwater asked, while she was checking out Edward; which irritated me to no end. She is supposed to be training us not checking out my boyfriend.

"I do…well…I have my own gym at the house where I work out using weights and run five miles on the treadmill," Edward spoke up, seeming to be a little embarrassed by his confession.

"You do?" I asked with a hint of excitement. Well, duh…how else would he have gotten his awesome looking body?

"Bella, there is a lot of things you don't know about me," he smirked.

"Well, how about you, Bella?" Agent Black asked as he raised his eyebrows. I was getting the feeling that he wanted this knowledge for himself not for the purpose of training.

I turned my attention back to Edward and smiled, "Actually, I too workout, Pilates and Tai Bo." Edward's mouth dropped and he scanned my body. "Yes, I agree, there are a lot of things we don't know about each other, Dr. Cullen."

"Sounds good you two, maybe this won't be too difficult for you then. Here's the breakdown of what we expect you to do. Both of you are going to have to do 50-70 pushups and sit-ups in a minute. Edward you are required to do the 300m run in 40-45 seconds; also running a 1.5 mile run under ten and half minutes." Agent Black nodded and then turned to me. "Bella you are required to do the 300m in 50-55 seconds and the 1.5 mile should be under twelve minutes. We will condition you on the treadmills, but then the testing will be done out around the island."

"We want you to be prepared. We do know though we are asking a lot from you. Both of you stepped in here not wanting this as a lifestyle when our other agents that we trained did. All of us believe in you because we can see the stubbornness and fight in both of you. Anyway, let's get started," Agent Clearwater commented as she led us over to the treadmills.

******

The first day of training was not too bad. It was filled with running a few miles and doing sit-ups and push up, nothing to strenuous and I realized that if I hadn't done my own work out before I believed that I would have been worse off.

As for Edward he seemed to push harder and harder throughout the first two days. I realized that he was just trying to impress me. Especially when he was lifting weights, he thought I didn't notice him looking at me through his eyelashes to see if I was watching him, but I did. To say I wasn't impressed by his manliness would be a lie. I couldn't keep my eyes off him and probably looked like a silly schoolgirl gawking at him the way I was, but I was impressed to say the least.

I was feeling quite relieved feeling as though I would be able to make it through training in one piece. Boy, was I wrong.

On the third day my alarm clock had just gone off, but I didn't have enough time to switch off because two muscular men quickly assaulted me. They slipped a dark pillowcase over my head and secured it with duck tape around my neck. Then they flipped me over in my bed and put me in handcuffs. I started to really panic because all of this reminded me of when Aro's men bounded and beat me.

My lungs felt like they were closing up as I struggled to breathe in and out. These men never spoke, but made grunting noises as they were binding me. I couldn't think straight too many flashbacks were going through my mind. I kept trying to tell myself to focus on my breathing, but no matter how much I did, it just kept getting worse. Then everything went black as I passed out.

******

I woke up with an overbearingly bright light in my eyes. As I was blinking I tried to take in my surroundings. The rest of the room seemed to be pitch black. The light that was streaming from up above was piercing into my eyes which I suddenly felt my head throbbing and I could hear the blood pulsing through my ears.

Looking down to see where I was, I realized that I was sitting in a metal chair the back of it sat hard against my back. I was strapped to it with my arms looping towards that back of the chair still bound together at my wrists. This position was extremely uncomfortable and pulled at every muscle in my back, down my arms and across my chest. I tried to adjust my seating and move my arms and that's when I touched something directly behind me. It was warm, then it moved. I tried to turn, but the position I was in made my body hurt more when I moved. Feeling a little more panicky than I already was.

"Who's there?" I started. "What's going on?"

"Bella, oh my gosh, are you all right?" Edward asked shakily, but seemed a little relieved.

"Yes, I'm fine, Where are we?"

"I don't know. I was a little worried, you were out for a long time."

"How long have we been here?" I asked feeling really confused as my head still pounded.

"I don't know, it feels like forever. And these stupid lights have been on all the time. I think I may go blind," he chuckled. How can he joke around at a time like this?

"Why are you laughing? This is not a time to laugh," I said, feeling really annoyed.

"Bella, you know the FBI is just messing with us, right?" he amusingly said.

"Do you think after what I have been through already that I would find this a little amusing!" I stated raising the tone in my voice. I was beyond irritated, scared, frustrated and hurt.

"Um…I so sorry…please forgive me. I wasn't thinking and now that you mention it I can understand why this wouldn't be funny to you," he said apologetically as he reached for my hand and held it behind us.

Before I could say anything we heard a door open and close. A couple of people came in. I couldn't see their faces because of the stupid blinding light.

"Both of you need to shut up!" A man's voice shouted, which made me jump.

"Who are you?" I asked curiously. Then all of a sudden I felt a hand slap me across my face, which made my head fly back. A memory flashed before me, I was suddenly in the room with my attackers. The tears fell down my face.

"What the hell?! Don't touch her. You know what she has been through," Edward yelled. Then suddenly I heard a big smack and assumed that he had been hit as well. "Son of a…"

"Didn't I just tell both of you to shut up," he said more as a statement than a question. "We'll be asking the questions and if you don't answer there will be certain repercussions."

"What's your name?"

"You know my name," I answered feeling a little bold. Apparently that wasn't the right answer because he quickly punched me in the eye and then I screamed out. I heard Edward squirming in his chair, but not saying a word. I felt blood start dripping from my eye.

"Again, both of you, what is your name?"

"Edward Cullen," he quickly spoke as if he didn't want me to answer.

All of a sudden the bright lights went off and the main light above turned on. Even though I was in pain and could feel my eye swelling I became elated to have the bright light out of my face. When the lights flickered on above I took in the people that were interrogated us. It was none other that Agent Black and Clearwater. Then I became so enraged. He freaking hit me, but I was afraid to say anything because I wasn't quite sure if the whole ordeal was over. I was in shock.

"First of all you both are suppose to do as you are told. Second, you never give them your name," Agent Clearwater scolded and came over releasing both Edward and I from our binds.

We both stood up and looked at each other. I pulled my hand to my eye and then looked at the blood smeared on it. Edward's face grew mad as he looked upon my eye and reached out to hold my face.

"Black, was it necessary to hit her. Why didn't you hit me instead?" He raised his voice.

"You are not the one that didn't listen. She needs to stop being so stubborn or she'll be dead," Agent Black stated as he glared at me. "Trust me Aro will not be as kind."

"Well, don't you think I already know that, jerk?" I firmly said as I pointed my finger at him. "I think I know him better than you all do. I know that he shows no mercy and that it why I am worried about Bree and her family." I was so annoyed that they were all under estimating me. "I need to get some ice on this or I won't be able to see out of it for target practice. Did you think about that before you punched me?"

Agent Black went to touch my face and I flinched back.

"I wasn't going to hit you Bella," he whispered and I laughed.

"You could have fooled me. Don't ever touch me again," I shakily said as I grabbed Edward's hand.

"We'll get you some ice and then we have some paperwork to go over," he stated, changing the subject.

Agent Clearwater came back in and we sat down at a table that was in the corner of the room. Both Edward and I were curious to know where we were and we surprisingly found out that it was the basement of the house we were staying in. We apparently had not known there was a basement. We also found out that the shooting range was also in the basement.

Agent Black handed me a bag of ice as they pulled out some files. I placed it to my eye and flinched at the pain.

"These are your new identities," he trailed off. "Bella your new name is Izzy Dwyer." I looked at him as I raised one eyebrow and thought that was an interesting name. "Edward, your new name is Anthony Masen." I heard Edward chuckle. "We also will be changing your appearances…drastically."

Next up Las Vegas!