A/N: I don't own Twilight…
If I did, my name would be Stephanie Meyer, and that's a bad name for a guy. ;)
Please read and review, it gives me reason to keep writing.
About twenty miles outside of Seattle, we stopped at a darkened gas station.
Alice pulled around the side where the pump was, and turned the engine off. Phase one of our plan was well underway, and yet we were still technically 'on the grid'; we had one big target left on us, and that was Edward's car.
We'd long since decided to ditch it, but were unsure of how to do so thoroughly enough to make it vanish. Luckily, one of the phones I'd seen in the glove box was internet ready, so a little browsing of the web had found us this place. I'd been unsure about it at first, but a quick call to one of Alice's contacts, and we were certain this was the best place for the job.
I emptied the trunk of its hidden cash reserve (all the Cullen cars had them for emergencies), and the glove box of all its contents. Meanwhile, Alice disappeared inside the main structure to ready the final piece of the puzzle. I finished my sweep of the vehicle, and packed our supplies into a knapsack our predator had left in the back seat.
A few moments later, Alice flitted back to my side. I smiled as she handed me the smallest object, but that smile turned to laughter as she went to business and stripped the car of identifying marks, smashing it up with the other found object; a crow bar. Leaving the internet phone on the seat, we realized there was only one thing to do before we left.
Sam's garage was located 22 miles outside of Seattle, and had just recently been shut down for putting water in their gasoline; a practice that was both illegal, and coincidentally, left them with a tank half full of worthless product. What was good about this gas station, however, was that since the legal proceedings were ongoing, the 'tainted gas' was left in the onsite tank.
Forty-five minutes after leaving the gas station, we were sitting side-by-side on the bed of suite 403 at the Waterfront Marriot, watching the news. We were both smiling as the channel went live to a breaking news correspondent, who reaffirmed our accomplishment.
The gas station had exploded, and incinerated everything on the property even before the fire department got there. The blaze was apparently working its way into four alarm territory, but nobody was reported hurt or dead.
I reached for the flicker, and turned the television off. My eyes found Alice's and I kissed her softly, before leaning into her, and putting my head on her shoulder.
"Can I at least have a shower before we leave? I'm all grungy and I need some clean clothes…" I asked, and Alice laughed.
"Of course you can. I'll go down the street and grab you some clothes, and be back to join you in five minutes." Alice replied, her voice changing from soft, to suggestive, and her tone following suit.
I didn't need to be told twice.
Kissing her on the cheek, I got up, and headed for the bathroom.
"You've got five minutes, and then I'm starting without you."
Turning, I winked at the goddess on the bed, and dropped my bra on the floor. I would've done more, but before I had the chance, I heard the main door close.
Alice was in a rush it seemed, but I definitely had enough time to set up. After all, the look on her face when she entered the bathroom would be priceless.
After removing the rest of my clothes, I looked around. The bathroom was large, and held a Jacuzzi bath tub, a standing shower, dual sinks and a large one-piece mirror. After turning on the water to fill the tub, I wandered over in front of the mirror. I wasn't the kind of girl that was vain; however I did like to make sure I looked good, even more-so now that I was dating someone so beautiful.
It must've been the combination of thinking of Alice, and looking at myself completely naked that took over me. The next thing I knew, my left hand was massaging my breasts, pulling at my nipple slightly, and my right hand had found its way into the crevice between my legs, and two of my fingers were rubbing my most sensitive areas. A third finger pushed inside, probing my wetness, and I gasped, my knees starting to shake.
Behind me the door opened, but I merely moaned her name softly while continuing the assault on my body.
"Alice...ungh, Alliiiiiiiccee..." I whimpered, and it seemed like she caught on.
In a blur of colour, she was behind me; her clothes falling around us both like large snowflakes, a product of her ripping them off with such wanton need. Her hands layered over mine, and the coldness of her skin sent goosebumps up my back. She was in control now, and I was on my way to nirvana.