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SIS Chapter 3

I yawn as I wait on the red light to turn green, back home in Seattle. It has only been three days and even though I hardly know him, I am missing Edward. There is a part of me that wants to ask for his information from Alice and call him, but then there's another part of me that is worried he doesn't like me as much as I like him.

I look in my rear view mirror and back up to see the light is now green, so I go. I only get a little way down the road when I see red and blue flashing lights in my mirror. Pulling over and letting out a huge sigh when I see it's Jake. He keeps that fucking smug grin on his face—the one that makes me want to smack it off-—as he walks to my car.

I roll down my window just as he gets to it. "Ma'am," he says with that cocky sound, the one that yells 'I know everything and you know nothing'.

"What is this about, Jake?"

"It's Officer Black," Jake hisses at me, and I narrow my eyes at him.

He shuffles on his feet and then looks toward his car. My eyes flash to see that there's another officer in his car. I look back at Jake and he's smirking at me.

"How are you, still living with your daddy, and playing at being a fireman? Like you can be anything other than a bitch," he snarls.

"Fuck you, Jake," I hiss at him.

"Ma'am, please calm down," he says as if I am out of line.

I growl but before I can say another word someone has joined us.

I move my head around but feel someone grab my shoulder and I hear them tell me to hold up.

"Give me your license, registration, and proof of insurance, Ma'am," the new voice says.

I sigh and lean over to my glove box. "Here is my registration, license, and insurance." Handing the documents to the new guy, I look at his badge seeing that his name is Blake.

Blake looks right at me. "Why didn't you give these to Officer Black?"

"Because he didn't ask for them," I snark back and Blake looks as if he doesn't believe me.

Jake moves so that his back is to me, but Blake is looking at me, so I know that Jake is talking to him. As he is now on my left side, I get nothing from what he is saying. My implant picks up things well, but with Jake above my head, talking over the top of the vehicle, I can't hear him.

"Are you deaf, Ma'am?"

"Yes, but I have an implant on my right side," I say showing him.

"Ma'am, my colleague did ask for your information, you just must not have heard him."

I shake my head, but refuse to argue with this idiot, who is clearly unaware of Jake's douche bag ways. "Whatever, can I go now?" I ask knowing this road, having been down it many times with Jake, he enjoys harassing me.

"Not yet, Ma'am, we'll be giving you a citation today," Jake says.

"What for? I was not driving recklessly or speeding," I state, knowing I am right.

"No, you were not speeding, or driving recklessly, this time. Your driver's side brake light is out," he smirks.

"No, it's not?" I argue knowing that my dad checks my car over every month. Besides, I didn't hit my brakes before they started after me, so they had no probable cause to pull me over.

"Yes, it is," Jake says as he hands me a ticket. "You need to call someone right away to fix this. With your hearing impairment, you can't drive without a working signal and brake light."

I take the ticket giving them a nod. Jake walks away with Blake, and I hit my steering wheel. I dig my cell out and hit send calling my dad. When I got my implant my father paid for the one so I could link it to my cell with Bluetooth, so I drop it in my lap.

"Hey, Bells," he says sounding cheery as he answers.

"Hey, Dad, can you send someone to get me? Also, you'll need a truck to tow my vehicle. I got pulled over by stupid-ass Jake and he gave me a fucking ticket!" I spit out, my anger getting the best of me.

"Language," he says right away, I hear him sigh. "Text me the address, and I'll be right there."

I nod as I grab the cell phone and text my location to him.

"I received the text and am on my way."

"Thanks, Dad," I say feeling a sob work its way out of me. I take some deep breaths and pick up my cell this time calling Rose.

"Bella?" Rose says. "What's wrong?" she carries on knowing that I don't call her at work unless I need to.

"Stupid Jake just gave me a damn ticket. I need you to pick up my vehicle and fix my brake lights and anything else that may be wrong."

Rose doesn't say anything, and I wonder if something else went wrong and my cochlear implant quit working, too. "Rose?" I say hoping she's not been cut off. My cell should tell me if the call gets disconnected or ends without me hitting the end button.

"I'm still here, Bells, tell me where you are and I'll be right there," Rose states.

I tell her quickly where I am, and she ends the call. I get out of the car waiting on her and my dad.

My dad is the first to arrive and I walk over to him giving him a hug. Needing one right now, and he is always willing to give me what I need. I feel him kiss my head before pulling back.

"Tell me exactly what happened?"

I'm just about to start talking when he points behind me. I turn and look to see that Rose has just arrived. She walks to me and I know she is pissed by the look on her face.

I let out a huge sigh and then launch into what just took place with Jake.

"This is it, Bella, I really think this time I should talk to his supervisor," my father mumbles which means he's angry.

"Dad, just leave it," I say adding on the signing, so he will not argue with me. I just want this done and over with.

"Baby, he shouldn't be getting away with this type of behavior. He is a bully, and if he thinks he can do it whenever he wants, he will continue to do it." My dad argues anyway, making a great point, but I still shake my head at him.

"If he does it again, then I will report him," I relent not that I have anything really to report about Jake.

Rose gets my vehicle up on her flatbed truck as I sit in my father's car. The drive to the station is quiet and I bite my lip as I look at him. "What did you tell the guys?" I ask feeling embarrassed about getting a ticket.

"I didn't say anything, Bigs dropped in to get to know everyone, so I said I'd be right back."

I feel myself pale. This is just great. The new Captain comes in the day I am running late, due to getting a ticket.

"You should've told Rose he was here," I say as I get out the car. I look at my father to see he is looking at me with confusion. "She likes him, the new Captain."

My father snorts. "You need to talk her out of that, she's not his type," my father states.

I open and close my mouth, but in the end just laugh. "You should have seen them together in Vegas," I sing to him as I walk into the station.

I walk up the stairs sighing a little as I open the door to the common room. I smile as Emmett turns and looks at me. "Hey there, Bits!" he yells. "Rosie just called."

I groan not that Emmett takes any note of it as he keeps talking.

"You want me to kick this Jake guy's ass?"

I shake my head at him, but can't speak as the other guys all look angry.

"What did Jake do now?" Seth demands.

"He pulled her over and fucked around making it look like he had spoken to her when he didn't. Of course his partner agreed with him since Bella is legally deaf," Emmett tells everyone.

"It's fine, and tell me more about you and Rose, because my dad doesn't seem to think she's your type," I say, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, she's my type all right," Emmett says as my dad just looks at me.

"She is Emmett's type, yeah, but she is not Bigs type at all," my father states in a duh tone comment.

"What?" I state. If Emmett's not Bigs then who is?

"Hi!" I hear Edward's voice and my face drains of color as I turn to see Edward looking down at me.

"Come into my office, Isabella," he carries on, but all I can do is glare at him.

I move to the office and turn with my arms crossed "You lied," I hiss as he closes the door.

Edward just looks at me. "When did I lie?"

"You never said you were a fireman?"

"I never said I wasn't, and you didn't ask about my job."

I huff knowing he is right. I didn't ask, just assumed. "You said your last name is Masen, not Cullen," I state, knowing this much is a fact.

"I said I was given the name when I was born," he answers.

I just look at him.

"My birth father was Edward Masen; he died when I was ten. My mom eventually met Jasper's father when I was fifteen. They married; Jasper was eight at the time. My mom decided that she would adopt Jasper and Carlisle would adopt me. I agreed if I could keep my father's last name as a part of my new name. So my legal name is now Edward Anthony Masen Cullen."

"And Emmett's your cousin?" I ask already knowing that Emmett's last name is Cullen.

"Yes, he was born the same year as me." Edward gives me a smile that starts to melt my heart.

"You knew who I was in Vegas, didn't you?"

Edward nods at me.

"Why were you stripping anyway doesn't being a fireman—a captain at that—pay you enough?" I ask still feeling angry that he wasn't completely truthful with me.

Edward walks over to me. "I did it as a favor for Jasper."

I narrow my eyes at him, giving him a look that practically demands he continues.

"The stripping—I used to do it when I was younger and in training. It's actually a great workout, believe it or not. Anyway, he got wind of where Alice's mom was taking her and asked me to intervene. I never told you who I was because I didn't want it to end."

"You didn't want what to end?" I ask.

"Our night; if I had told who I was, and admitted I knew who you were, then it would have been the end of it, and I didn't want that."

I close my eyes feeling my—still angry—heart sink. "You're my superior officer," I say sounding shakily.

Edward looks at me sadly and nods at me. "Yeah, I just wanted that one night. I really thought it would have been enough, but I can't deny this pull I have to you."

"I'm still angry," I say sarcastically.

"I know," he states.

He pulls my seat out and motions for me to sit." Let's get to what we are meant to be doing here, and we'll talk about the rest later."

I nod and take a seat and watch as he walks to the other side of the desk and sits.

"You're the station's Health and Safety Officer, which has you spending at least twenty hours a week performing scheduled inspections. Then you work an additional twenty to thirty hours a week here at the station answering phones, cleaning the common room, kitchen, and sleeping quarters, doing laundry, keeping our first aid trainings up-to-date, teaching first aid and CPR to civilian classes as well as preparing at least one meal a day for the crew. Does that all sound correct?"

I nod at him, feeling embarrassed over how proud Edward looks. Edward clears his throat. "So what hours do you normally work?"

"I work from six in the morning until six at night Monday through Friday, but I'm also carrying out risk assessments in local businesses during part of that time."

Edward just grins at me. "Do you ever sleep here at the station?"

I nod at him. "From time to time, and when I do, I usually sleep in this office, on the pull out sofa." I point behind me to where the sofa bed is sitting against the wall.

Edward glances at it and then back at me. There seems to be heat radiating out of his eyes. "You are still free to use the sofa bed in here at any time you need to."

I feel myself blush, but I give him a nod.

"The scheduled hours I will be keeping, just in case you'd like to know, are three days on, and two days off, around the calendar…" Edward pauses and looks at me for a few seconds before speaking again. "Why didn't you call me?"

I open and close my mouth and am only able to make a little sound.

"I mean, I left my number with Alice, and you never called me," he continues.

I raise my brow at him. "It has only been three days, and besides, you could have asked my dad for my number. He knew we had met," I add, feeling a bit angry that my dad didn't fill me in either.

Edward rolls his eyes at me. "Yeah, Emmett told him," Edward says.

I glance behind me looking at the door. "Is Emmett a fireman, too?" I ask as I haven't been told about anyone except Edward joining us.

"No, he's a cop, and is starting with the Seattle Police Department."

I feel a little worried about this and silently hope to God that he won't be working with Jake.

I look at Edward who's smiling at me. "I know you already have a lot on your plate job duty wise, but how do you feel about teaching not only our station, but other stations Deaf Awareness Protocol, and ASL?"

"Dad has asked me that before, and this station, of course, takes part, but the others ..." I wave my hand a little nodding. I know some just don't think it's necessary. "Who is your friend who has a deaf daughter?" I blurt out, having remembered him telling me about his friend's daughter.

Edward just looks at me. "Bella, Charlie is my friend."

I swallow and point at myself.

"Yeah, I was learning ASL so that I could talk with you," he says.

"Why?" I ask which makes Edward frown so I continue on.

"Most people don't care if they're working with someone that's deaf. Hell, my own mom never cared enough to learn ASL."

"Well, I do care, and as you were going to be a colleague, I thought it was important that we could communicate. Now that I've met you, I feel it's even more important." Edward seems to just stare at me, but this time he clears his throat and stands up.

"It's nice to meet you, Isabella," he smiles as he signs through all the letters in my name. "What's the sign people use for your name?" he asks.

I shake my head at him, feeling silly at what I've been tagged with.

"Come on, tell me, show me the sign others use for your name?"

"They all call me, Bells," as I say my name I do the sign for a ringing bell.

"What is the sign for me you have come up with?" he asks.

I just look at him and he looks to the desk and then back at me through his long eyelashes.

I smile at him doing the sign for green then eyes. "Edward," I say as I do them again making him smile at me.

"Edward," he repeats copying the signs I did.

Edward sits back on his desk. "Okay, how about Charlie?"

I chuckle just doing the sign for dad, making Edward blush a little. "Okay, can you give me a sign for him that I can use when talking about him to you?"

I put my fingers and my thumb up then I move my right hand around and up. "Charlie," I say and sign together.

"Seth?" he asks.

I shake my head, but can't help a smile, as he seems generally interested in this.

I take Edward through all the sign names for the brigade here and then through Rose's and Alice's names.

Edward finishes questioning me before walking with me to the staff room. I walk to my locker and then to the women's bathroom to get changed into my uniform. As I walk into the kitchen, I feel a heat move through my whole body. I look around and my eyes land on Edward whose eyes are traveling up and down my body.

I move quickly to the sink getting myself some water. "You okay, Bella?" Edward asks.

I can still feel his eyes on me, which is filling my body with heat and desire. I feel his hand on my back and a moan slips out of my mouth as I turn to him. "I'm fine, but please stop looking at me like that," I whimper.

"Like what?" he says with an almost husky tone.

"Like you know what I look like naked," I whisper.

Edward swallows and I see his Adam's apple wobble. "I'm sorry, just ..." Edward lets out a breath closing his eyes "You're just so incredibly sexy and beautiful."

He steps back. "I've got some work to do, beautiful." He winks and walks out the room. As soon as he is gone, I get started on dinner for the crew.

~S.I.S~

Edward's first week comes and goes with him settling in well. I arrive early for my Wednesday shift. Every Wednesday I come in early because it is a long, busy day for me. I walk into the changing room and place my belongings including my implant into my locker. I grab my towel, toiletries, and uniform, before walking to the shower room. I know getting here at five allows me at least a minimum of an hour before any of the crew wakes up.

I hang up my uniform then strip down and walk toward the shower with my towel over my arm. I stop when I get there and my mouth drops open as my eyes see Edward standing there looking back at me opened mouth. My eyes scan his body. Without intending to, they stop and focus on his manhood. Staring at his dick, my mouth opens. I have no idea if I make a sound or not, but I'm stunned at the size of him. His cock is huge! I swear it's almost touching his knees and it's flaccid! Holy Hell!

"Oh my, God," I feel the air leave my lips as I think I say it out loud. My hand flies up to my eyes covering them. "I'm sorry," I force myself to verbalize, but I am so shaky and hope to god I am not talking out loud. I peek a look at Edward through the gaps between my fingers, but my eyes seem to just zero in on his dick again which seems to be bigger than what was when I first saw it.

"That thing is huge," I gasp. Fuck, I hope I didn't say that out loud.

I feel Edward's hand touch me as he wraps my towel around me, which I am grateful for. He takes a hold of the hand that is covering my eyes and pulls it off. I can feel his breath on my cheek and it tickles which tells me he's laughing. His thumbs rub over my brows and I slowly open my eyes, and see that he is smiling down at me.

"Sorry," I think I manage to say out loud, and he just shrugs getting an evil grin on his face.

"This is why my nickname is Bigs," he signs.

I frown looking at him.

"It's because my cock is six inches long when it's soft."

I feel my eyes widen at him as he signs. "How big is it when it's hard?" I say, hoping he heard me.

"Just over ten inches," he signs. Edward ducks his head down a little. "It's more of a curse than a blessing. Most girls run screaming thinking it may impale them," he goes on.

"With that monster, I don't blame them," I sign, looking down at said monster which makes me stop talking as it seems to be staring right at me. "That thing's really huge," I feel the words yet again tumble out of my mouth.

Edward clasps my face making me look at him.

"Go get your shower," he mouths to me, but his eyes seem to be pleading with me. His hand moves from my chin, and cups my cheek. His thumb begins to trace my cheekbone as his eyes stare into mine. The heat I feel every time he strokes my skin intensifies. The desire I feel is so much more than I've ever experienced before. I close my eyes feeling dizzy and feel a moan rumble in my throat. I lose myself in desire and lean up and kiss him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I thread my fingers into his damp hair and pull him tightly to me.

Edward rips the towel off of my body pulling me closer to him. His hands work down my body, and he kneads the flesh of my ass before picking me up. He turns us, and my legs wrap around his body, locking my feet together, behind his back. I feel my back hit a wall at the same time as the water hits my body. My eyes open to see Edward's eyes, which seem to look a rich deep, dark green.

"Tell me you want this?" he mouths, and I can nod at him.

Holding his face in my hands I make sure he's looking at me. "Yes, Edward, I want this so much," I say, before my lips are on his again.

My hands pull his hair, tilting his head. I feel the vibration of my own sounds bubbling up my throat as his lips and teeth make purchase on the skin of my neck. He seems to move me higher up the wall, and I'm unsure of why until his mouth attaches one of my nipples and his fingers pinch the other. I hold on tighter, and his other hand leaves me to move between my legs. I can feel the smooth, yet calloused fingers spread my lips, before he dips a finger through my wetness. His hand works my body into more of a frenzy. It feels as if no time passes as my body rocks and grinds against his hand. All too soon, my body is twitching and pulsating with the quake of my climax. As I come back down, he seems to time it perfectly, entering me smoothly and stretching me wide.

Edward pulls on my hair making me look up at him. I moan over how full I feel, but it's his eyes that get to me the most. The intensity and heat in his eyes, paired with the fullness of his cock inside me sends my body pulsing into another orgasm. He begins to thrust, prolonging the feelings of pleasure; his breath and mine mingle as we pant into each others mouth. I come again, and Edward seems to join me. He holds me tightly to him as both our body's shake in ecstasy.

"That's ..." he starts to mouth, but I cut him off by kissing him gently. I smile when he kisses me back.

"Let's get washed up," I sign. Turning, I start to wash myself but I can still feel his eyes on me. I don't turn or even look at him. Instead I close my eyes letting the warm water and soap clean and refresh me.

I let out a gasp when I feel Edward's cock tapping at my back. I turn and look at him over my shoulder.

"I'm gonna have to leave before I start fucking you again," he mouths with the look in his eyes I know he's close to losing it. I watch him as he walks out of the shower room, feeling my smile on my face widen again as I turn back to my shower.

Using my towel, I dry off, and use my moisturizer before putting on my uniform. I pull my hair up and make my way to the locker room to put my implant on. I head off to the kitchen to make breakfast for the crew and start the crock pot for the crew's dinner.

"We need to talk about what we're going to do," Edward says as he joins me. "This ... I ... we ..." before Edward can straighten out his words the fire alarm sounds. Edward jogs out and I follow him, grabbing the printout as it spits out of the printer.

"Report of a fire on the second floor of an apartment building. The address is seven-sixty-five, fifth street, east," I yell and Edward takes the read out. "Unsure if the building is clear," I call for everyone to hear.

I watch as the three trucks leave the station only two minutes after the alarm sounded.

I let out a sigh feeling my heart quicken. Even after having lived my life with my dad being a fireman, I worry every time the trucks go out. My dad has been lucky, only having minor accidents, but I still worry. Now I have another person to worry about, like it or not, he's more than just the captain to me.

I head back up to the living quarters to clean, taking my radio with me, so I can keep track of what's going on. My eyes close when I hear they have found someone in the building. The first few times I heard this type of call, I would pray that the person would be okay, but I learned fast that that doesn't always work. Not everyone found in a fire makes it out. This is the hardest thing about the job; dealing with death is something we face each and every day.

I head back down and restart the crew's breakfast when I hear that they are on their way back. I set the table and have their tea and coffee ready as they walk in the door.

"This smells so good," Seth says as he sits down to plate up his breakfast.

My father is the next in, but he walks to me kissing my cheek before sitting down. "Hi, Baby," he says with a smile.

"Hi, Chief," I reply making him smirk but nod.

The rest of the crew arrives, all sitting at the table filling their plates from the spread of food I have set out.

"St. Paul's school has asked if we have a time slot where they can bring the kindergarten class to visit." I say looking at my dad. "I was thinking of offering the children's families a free fire inspection of their homes." I carry on and my father nods at me.

"Sounds good; schedule them in and get the permission slips to the school for both the tour and the inspections."

I hear someone tapping the table and follow the vibration to Edward "Fire inspections of their homes?" he questions when my eyes land on his.

"Since many of the house fires that are happening are due to lack of fire alarms, or safety knowledge, I thought it would be productive if we offered home fire inspections. There is a non-profit organization who has agreed to donate fire alarms and carbon dioxide detectors to families who allow us into their homes. We check for obvious things such as wiring issues, and or clutter areas that could be fire hazards. We install the new fire detectors and carbon dioxide detectors and put stickers on windows where kids sleep to help us know where children could be. We also take a record of the full household, including pets. We also make sure each family has a fire escape plan in place and go over things to do in case of a fire.

"That's a great program that you came up with," Edward states.

I feel my face heat up, not only from his compliment, but also just the connection that seems to be so strong between us.

"Yeah, Bells always has these great ideas," Seth tells him with a smile.

Most of the men are finished with breakfast when the alarm sounds again, and they all run out. I pull the papers and hand them off, knowing it's going to be a long day.

I walk to my office and start on the pile of work that needs to be done there. I start filing reports and going over the station calendar. I print out all the needed permission forms for the kindergarten class, along with the forms for the home inspections and busy myself returning a few phone calls and scheduling appointments for inspections I need to do over the next two weeks.

After a while, a flash of light makes me look to my office door. I see Edward standing there, and all my brain can do is picture him, naked fucking me hard over this desk.

"Sir?" I say as I breathe out, the heat goes up a level for me, as he walks in closing the door behind him.

As Edward sits down, I know that the heated sex we had this morning has not watered down the fire for either of us. In fact, the heat is now raging inside of me; it's intense, and I can see in his eyes that he feels it, too. We both seem to move from sitting across from one another to me lying on my desk with Edward between my legs, and his lips on my neck.

"What are you doing to me?" he asks as he stops kissing me and looks me in the eyes. "About what we did earlier, we didn't use a condom. I need you to know that you're safe from disease, because I am clean," he says seriously.

I kiss him to stop him from going on, and when I know I have his attention, I pull back. "I am clean, too, and also on the pill."

Edward smiles lightly. "We need to work this out. What are we going to do; how can we separate this?" he stops talking and kisses me hard as his hands palm my breasts. As suddenly as he starts he stops. "And us being a couple? "I swallow before kissing him, and he kisses me back. Soon he pulls us both up, and after helping me to my seat he takes his.

After a few minutes, I take a deep breath and ask what has been eating away at my mind all day. "Can we be something, is it allowed?"

Edward shakes his head a little then runs his hand through his hair. "This is not as forbidden as it would be if you were on one of the trucks as a crew member. There's still the issue of me being a direct supervisor of yours; however, I'm so fucking attracted to you physically and mentally, that I am willing to say fuck it and see where we go. We just need to find a way to separate the us as colleagues from the us as a couple," he states.

I just look at him unsure if I can do that. He merely looks at me the way he does, and all I want is to have him buried deep inside of me again. Now that I know what it is like, I know just how deep inside of me he can be.

Edward stands up and turns his back on me moving further away before turning back to face me. "I have this week end off, and I was thinking we should spend it together. We may have to fuck all weekend to get this heat between us dulled down, but we need to do something about it."

"Do you think we can dull it?" I ask not believing we can.

Edward shrugs. "Either way, I'll have you all to myself for the whole weekend."

I smile and nod at him. "That sounds great, because the weekend after that will be busy, because it is the weekend of Alice´ and Jasper's wedding."

Edward walks back to me, and kisses me. "Maybe if the attraction between us turns into love, it will dull the lust a little," he husks. Edward doesn't wait for me to respond before he walks out leaving me in shock.

Does he really think that we could fall in love? I pick up some papers and fan them over my face trying to cool myself down.

A/N: So what do you think of the plans for a weekend away? Any thoughts about Jake and his wonderful ways?