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I just like messing with Stephenie Meyer's characters in my own plots!

Report and Ride Along

Jasper strolled into the Port Angeles firehouse. He was immediately greeted by five men sitting in the lounge around a poker table. Emmett jumped up from the table and walked over to shake hands. Sam continued bouncing a little pink bundle in his arms. The other three guys turned their heads in the newcomer's direction, lifting them in greeting.

"Look who decided to show up for another poker game!" Emmett exclaimed.

Jasper shook his head, laughing the man who closely resembles a giant teddy bear. "Emmett McCarthy! Are you sure your wife wants you to place poker with me again? I only ask because my entire house enjoyed a nice steak dinner on you after last time."

"I have gotten better." Emmett answered walking back to his seat. When Emmett looked down at his hands, Sam vigorously shook his head no. More quietly, he said, "There aren't that many guys in your house anyways."

"I am not here for your game, so you money is safe." Jasper pulled a file folder out of the gym bag that he was carrying. He tossed it gently onto the poker table. "Actually, I am just here to drop off the final report of the fire I was investigating for you. Then, I was thinking about grabbing a beer across the street."

"Not that you care, but Alice is out with the girls tonight."

One of the other guys at the table asked, "You mean the fire out in the woods?"

"Mike Newton, right?" The guy nodded and Jasper continued, "That fire was deliberately set. There was a remote controlled, trap surrounding where Carlisle was injured. It could have been any one of us, but Carlisle was the unlucky one."

"Why are you saying it like that?" Sam asked as carefully placed his sleeping, little girl in her car seat.

"There were a total of nine other traps set up throughout the fire. Thankfully, and unfortunately, the only one that was triggered just happened to be the one Carlisle came upon. I just thank God that Edward was not that far away."

All of the men at the table slumped back in their chairs in unison. Jasper pulled up another chair and plopped down himself. Emmett rubbed his hands roughly over his face. Sam stared down at his daughter, either in guilt or relief of not being at that fire. One of the other guys pushed away from the table and walked out of the room.

The silence around the table was broken when Emmett pulled himself together and asked, "What about those traps? Can they still be triggered? Don't they need to be disabled?"

Jasper smiled. "They have already been taken care of. They have been disabled and the parts removed for three weeks now. Edward and I went out to take care of them ourselves. He has some weird sixth sense for reading an arsonist's mind. It is rather creepy to watch actually. We did not even know about the last two. Edward just found them."

"It sounds like we should be glad he is on our side. I would hate to come up against him if he had turned arsonist himself." Mike comments.

"Jasper, you know you could have mailed or even e-mailed that report."Sam said leaning back and scratching his chin.

"I was…" Jasper said starting to explain.

Another firefighter, Yorkie, interrupted him. "If he had done that, he could have really run into the lovely bar owner across the street."

"No. No, it is nothing like that." Jasper said quickly.

"Carlisle is going to want to hear all of this for himself. He will get a copy of the report, of course, but he will want to learn things straight from you and Edward." Emmett said thoughtfully, saving Jasper further teasing. "I will have to set up a barbeque at his house or a get together at the bar."

"Why?" Jasper asked confused.

Sam chuckled. "Esme doesn't want Carlisle coming in here. She thinks coming here or hearing about these things will add too much unnecessary stress."

"She won't be suspicious of a barbeque or a casual get together at the bar?" Jasper asked leaning forward in his chair to rest his elbows on his knees.

"Nope, Esme will be too busy plotting ways to make sure Alice is at the barbeque or that she doesn't have a beer soaked shirt on when you get there." Emmett said laughing.

"Why would that matter?" Jasper asked sitting back in his chair again.

Emmett rose from his chair and crossed to the kitchen to get a new soda. "Jasper, do you really think that I pay attention enough to notice your obsession with my cousin-in-law. Esme and my wife are the ones that keep bring up your habitual staring and goo-goo eyes."

"I don't make goo-goo eyes!" Jasper said indignantly. The rest of the table burst out laughing at him, but were cut short when the siren went off. All six chairs at the table scrapped against the floor as the men stood up.

Emmett yelled for the rest of the crew to hurry up and get to the truck. Sam called to the receptionist, Tanya, to come get his daughter. Mike chugged the rest of his soda as he jogged to the change room. Yorkie was tossing gear out to his fellow firefighters.

Slumping back in his chair, Jasper watched longingly as the other men hopped onto the fire truck. Emmett stuck his head out of the front passenger side window. "Whitlock, are you coming? That is unless you want to stay here and help Tanya change Leah's diapers."

Tanya giggled behind Jasper as she picked up Leah's car seat. He flipped Emmett the bird before running to get the extra set of gear that Yorkie held out to him. He hopped in the back of the truck cab.

Sam gunned the engine. Emmett turned around smirking. "I would have suggested a third option of going over to the bar, but my cousin-in-law won't be there for another hour or so."

"Do you have to be such an ass, Emmett?" Jasper asked rhetorically.

Emmett turned around to face the front. "I will be one as long as I am not Alice's ass. I don't think that I could handle you ogling me every time you come around."

Sam put a stop to Emmett's joking. "Gentlemen, get ready. The accident is just around the corner four blocks up. It is a two car accident. One car is empty. The other car has four female passengers. Two of the ladies are unconscious according to the witnesses on scene."

Emmett looked back with his hard earned authority etched on his face, "You heard him. Let the police handle the empty car. It is probably the same kids from last week. We check for any spark, any hint of fire. Get the women out safely with the paramedics' directions."

When the fire truck turned the corner, all of the men saw the massive, black Hummer pinning a small, orange Honda Fit to a brick wall.

Author's Note~

The rest of this scene will be in the next post. I am not a huge fan of breaking things up like this, but that is just how it ends up sometimes. I really hope you are enjoying this story. Let me know what you think, like, love, or hate!

~KaliCali77