SORRY it has been about a week and half since I last updated. My little girl had tryouts to get on a better team for her competitive cheer squad. I have been busy helping her learn and hold down new stunts. Plus she starts a new tumbling gymnastics season soon so I have been having to do all the meetings and signups for that but without further ado. I bet you'll never guess who our female shooter is!

Chapter 12

We left the hospital soon after Jasper told us that he had taken care of the shooter and that it had been a she. Apparently that was a big thing. A woman who had been able to infiltrate the family was worse than a man. A woman doing this showed the family was weak apparently.

I was slightly offended but remembered that this was something I wasn't used to and maybe there was more to it than just her being a woman.

Now Jasper had told us it was a woman who had infiltrated the family, but he refused to say more.

Edward told me we were going to follow Jasper and Alice, who drove because Jasper's arm, to a warehouse.

I guess "taking care of her" meant tying her up and putting her in a warehouse for questions.

I mentally shrugged and watched the road.

"I'm glad Jasper wasn't hurt too badly" I told Edward. "Are you ok?"

He had been very protective of me. And I can understand why. I am worried about him though. I have never seen him this mad.

"I'll be fine baby" He reached over and put his hand on my thigh.

I watched the road again and noticed we had entered a part of Chicago that was old abandoned looking buildings and warehouses. Almost like it was a forgotten part of the city.

"Did he tell you who it was? Does he even know?" I asked as we pulled into a building that looked like shit on the outside but the only reason I knew we were going to the right place was the 2 guards standing outside of it.

"He doesn't know but let's go in and find out. I know you may be hesitant but I want you to see the bitch that tried to kill you. Also I think you have a right to know why." When Edward got out of the car though his sweet façade dropped. He went from my love to the hardened mob boss.

Walking up to the door with Jasper and Alice slightly ahead of us I could feel trepidation. But like Edward said, I did want to know why.

Walking into the building I could see a lone chair in the center of the room. I could see a single female body present in the room tied to the chair. When she lifted her head I gasped.

Memory after memory of the woman in front of me hit me like a ton of bricks. Along with them came questions.

I froze.

Looking at the woman from top to bottom I couldn't believe my eyes. It had to be a joke. I couldn't believe it. Why would she of ALL people want to kill me? Not to mention I THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD!

"Mom?" I asked

Her face had a look of bitter resentment as she stared back at me.

"Why? What? How are you alive? Why have you been trying to kill me?" I was so confused because sitting in front of me was my mother, Renee Swan.

"Oh please Isabella you can't be that naïve" She rolled her eyes at me "Clearly I faked it. And everyone used to claim how smart you are." She sighed "Do you remember your father's partner Phil? Yes well we fell in love but I had to get rid of your idiot father in order to be with him only the problem was I didn't want you. You had been nothing but a burden since I got pregnant with you. You were never supposed to happen. I was all for letting you stay when we originally moved but your father was against it. The day he died Phil was supposed to go to the house and kill you too but the fucker couldn't do it."

I was stunned and getting pissed "You still haven't told me why you have been trying to kill me NOW. I haven't been in your life for YEARS so it can't be to get me out of your life. You could have been off with your lover you fucking murdering bitch" I spat at her.

Yes my father wasn't always the best but he was my father and he loved me and my mother. He gave us the best of everything.

"Your father was worth more dead than alive and so are you" She literally spit at me.

Alice was almost too fast for me to see. She back handed my mother so hard her chair fell over.

"You don't spit on royalty you bitch you spit on filth" she yelled at her to which she then spit on her.

Dragging her up from the floor Jasper situated her facing us again. The after a cruel smile and a whisper in her ear she started to talk again. Blood dripping from her lip and all.

"There was a hit placed on you. 5 mil to take you out. Like I said way worth more dead than alive. I almost got caught the other week by Esme. She saw me walking up behind Isabella and I made it look like we had been walking together. She knows something is up but I am fairly certain it is only suspect right now. I had always wanted her life and thought I would have it by marrying Charlie. Apparently I was wrong." She spit out some blood at her feet.

"Who placed the hit and how long till it's deactivated?" Edward asked her.

Now there are times you want to be scared of Edward. Not when he is yelling, not when he has this cruel little smirk, but when he looks calm and unaffected you need to run. Run quickly ad never look back because that is when he is his most dangerous.

She looked at him, "My, my little Edward is all grown up and handsome. Still chasing after this thing are you? The hit was placed 2 weeks ago. I signed up for the job when no one else signed up to do it. The hit ends when I kill her or I die. Whichever is first?"

"Well then" Edward raised his gun and shot her in between the eyes.

I just stared at her lifeless body. How could my own mother have done this to me? I don't get it. She was always the happiest, most loving person besides Esme. She would spend time with me and love me. What happened to that person?

I felt a tug on my hand and noticed Alice had come over and grabbed it. Edward and Jasper were discussing something about having someone clean up and Alice just hugged me from the side.

"Am I that un-loveable Alice?" I asked her.

I was numb. If my own mother couldn't love me how did this family? Would they leave me too?

"My own mother staged her death to get away from me. What does that say about me?" I looked at her like she had all the answers in the world but the answer I needed didn't come from her. It came from Edward who came to my side and pulled my face up to meet his eyes.

"You are loved. And this isn't family." He pointed over at Renee "This is family" he pointed between me and Alice who was now joined by Jasper.

"Yea darlin' don't think you are getting away from us any time soon" Jasper chuckled while holding Alice in front of him.

"Let's get out of here and head over to dad's place. We have to have a family discussion." Edward kissed me gently but was talking to all of us.

As we were leaving Edward stopped a guy he called Nahuel and spoke to him in another language. Then led me out again after the guy nodded and donned a pair of gloves.

"Clean-up" Edward told me as we got situated in the car. "Nahuel is the best. There will never be even a microscopic piece of evidence that we were ever there.

"Where is he from? How did you meet him?" I asked as we were on our way to his parent's home.

"Nahuel is from the South American Jungles, deep south in the Amazon Jungle. My father first met his mother when he was looking for one of his men that had caused some trouble in the surrounding villages. She was pregnant with Nahuel and couldn't provide for herself let alone a child that was too be born. She was so very poor and had been raped" I gasped "but don't let that make you think she didn't love Nahuel. He may be the product of that but she never placed her anger towards him. In fact she would call him 'mi Milagro Niño', my miracle child. When my father saw her run down hut he provided her to have a new hut built for her on her little piece of land. He also took care of her money and Nahuel."

"But why did he care?" I asked.

"It was the man he had been searching for. He felt if he hadn't of sent this man down here he wouldn't have raped her. That somehow it was also his fault even though he wasn't the one who committed the crime."

"hmm" I nodded. I could understand feeling responsible.

I didn't have any time to further speak on it because we pulled into the drive of his parent's home.

He squeezed my hand and told me to stay put as he ran around to my side and opened the door for me then helped me out.

When we went inside I was very surprised to be hugged my Esme. She was holding onto me with a death grip and mumbling apology after apology. I guess Alice had called her father to inform him of at least that part.

"Why don't we go into the living room and discuss this" I heard Carlisle say.