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IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: The view depicted in this story on Iran and Iraq is in no way how I actually see these countries. Please understand that the view of Iran, and Iraq, and their people are not my opinion, I do not wish to offend, and if I have, I am truly and deeply sorry. See AN after Chapter 5 to read full explanation

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Bella POV

"Bella! Edward and I are under attack!" I heard Jasper shout out through the phone. I cringed and had to pull my own phone a few inches away from my ear in order to keep my hearing. What sounded like an explosion in the background came across the phone next, then Jasper yelling something about the panic room and Edward needing to wake up. I heard others shouting out in their Arabic tongue, and then a thud. Jasper's sudden outcry was pained, then there was a scrambling noise that could be heard through the Arabic screams and shouts. I quickly threw my cell phone down onto my desk and picked up my office phone.

"Colonel Whitlock and Major Cullen are under attack at Colonel Whitlock's home." I shouted out into the phone. I quickly relayed Jasper's address to the dispatcher and once I was positive that the team would respond faster than their lives depended on it, and I heard them roll out, I hung up the office phone and picked up my cell once again.

Once I had my cell phone in my hand again, I put the earpiece up to my ear, but heard nothing. Slight crumblings from whatever had been destroyed, but there were no steps, voices, or breathing. Forcing myself to keep the panic that was bubbling out of my chest, I ended the call connecting to Jasper and quickly dialed my brother's cell phone. There was no answer.

I quickly called his and Rose's landline and Katie answered on the second ring.

"Aunt Bella?" my fourteen-year-old niece inquired.

"Hi, baby. I need you to get your dad. It's an emergency."

"Okay." I head the phone being set down -- probably on the table where the base was situated -- and Katie's footsteps carrying her to father's door and a loud banging. Then, "Daddy! Aunt Bella is on the phone. She said it's an emergency!"

I heard a low curse from Emmett when he opened the door, and then heard him shuffle his daughter off to bed again.

A few short moments later, "Bella?" Emmett asked, his voice almost completely raspy sleep.

"Jasper and Edward were attacked this morning. I received a call from Jasper, but now there's nothing. Just silence."

Suddenly, I heard the phone hit the floor with a thud, and the table fly down the stairs, along with a string of profanities that could rival Jasper's mouth.

And then Rosalie as she said, "Emmett!" I cringed through the phone, knowing that she had to be seething right about now, "You're destroying my house!"

"Jasper and Edward . . ." Emmett strangled out, unable to finish his sentence.

I heard him hit the floor, and Rose let out another loud, "Emmett!"

"Rosalie!" I screamed as loud as I could. I heard rusling and then Rose's voice came drifting over the phone line.

I repeated what I had told my brother, "Edward and Jasper were attacked this morning in Jasper's home. The house is silent . . ."

I couldn't say anything more because Rose choked back on a sob, and then the line abruptly disconnected. She had hung up.

The dispatcher called my office and told me of the team's findings.

"The home is silent. Blood at the scene; not a lot, but there is blood. They found a dart on the scene, by the door. The kitchen wall was blown down, and from the looks of the house, there was a struggle. I think they tried to get to the panic room. Jasper had shoved the couch out of the way, but the latch isn't enabled. They checked, and it's been undisturbed. They never made it in."

"Is there anything there that would suggest who has them or if they're even still alive?" I queried.

"There's a flag of Iran on the door, General."

"Shit. All right. Thank you, Elizabeth."

I hung up the phone and called in my new team, minus the two that are missing.

Once everyone had gathered, minus Emmett, who was currently having to be dragged out from Jasper's home forcefully, I sat at the head of the table and addressed my new team.

"Welcome, everyone. Two of our own men have been taken. Jacob, I need you to take Emmett's place for now. I know you're the weapons expert on the team now, but you have the experience to take Emmett's place. He is going to be unable to perform, at least I think he will be," I sighed. "Quil, Sam, Embry, I need you to find out all you can about where the Irana is hiding and then set up a rescue mission. Mike, Ben, I need you to take care of the supplies and weapons. Decide with Sam, who will run this mission for the time being, what are the best weapons to use. Use Jacob's expertise, as well. Boys, I expect you all to keep on your toes and get this fast. Mike, Ben, have the equipment ready within the hour at all times. Once the plan is set I do not want any time wasted."

"Affirmative," the team chorused around the table, then left.

I took a seat in the chair behind me and sighed audibly. Emmett burst into the room, then, and started yelling.

"Why am I not running this team?" he bellowed.

I kept my face calm. "Because. I was unsure if you would be ready to lead it. There's family out there, I know that," I said in an emotionless voice, but the tears in my eyes were trying to break free. I knew Emmett wasn't taking this personal. I looked up at him for the first time, and noticed he held two shirts in his hands; one of Edward's, and one of Jasper's.

"I want them home Emmett," I whispered, tears falling fast now. "I want them home now."

Emmett came to my side and wrapped me in the shirts. He may be my younger brother, but he always knew what I needed, and always thinks about the others rather than lets himself deal with everything on his own. Emmett carried me off to the Med ward and laid me on a bed. "Sleep, Bella. I'll bring them home and I promise you that I will keep you updated."

I nodded as the nurse came in with a sleeping pill. I'd spent the last two days at the base, barely eating anything, trying to figure out what to do about the ten men we'd lost and replacing the rest.

Apparently, this is now their initiation as well as their interview.

A test.

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Another chapter in Emmett's POV and then Back to Ed and Jay!