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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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Emmett POV

I tracked James down in his office. I didn't even bother to knock, just pushed open the door, and saw him sitting behind his desk. I shut the door behind me, then locked it. I turned to him and tossed the file down onto his desk.

"I need to know what's missing," I said in a no-nonsense tone and sat in a chair across from him.

James just grimaced and placed the file off to the side.

"Jasper's troop, and mine, were sent to infiltrate a camp in Iran. We were informed that it was possible bin Laden was hiding there. Jasper and three others on his troop were doing reconnaissance one night. Somehow, they were discovered, and Jasper was captured, and the rest were killed. He never told me what he went through in there, but it changed him. He came back broken, and weak, and scared of everything. He slept with the lights on, every room had multiple locks on the doors, which were steel. He carried a gun with him at all times, and had three stashed underneath our bed.

"I think they killed the men in front of him. Though, they weren't just brutally killed, but tortured as well. He had flashbacks all the time, the sun glinting off of something, a smell, the way the wind wafted through his hair would trigger them. He had one for about an hour and I was really scared. I went to see if he was okay, and he attacked me. We'd been home about a month by then, and he had yet to leave the house. He must of heard me or something because once I got the door unlocked and pushed open, I was on my face, my hand cranked behind my back and the gun to my head. It scared the hell out of me, and he held me like that for a long time. He'd dislocated my shoulder, and kept the gun pointed at me until someone came the next day. He was lost in his memories and didn't know what he was doing.

"After that, he spent a year in the infirmary, getting better. He was still scared to shit of going outside and it took his two older brothers, Garrett and Marcus, and three security guards to get him out of the doors. He's still slightly terrified of things, and still has the flashbacks. What we didn't find out until he was admitted was that he one of Alum Kimjaw's sons rape a few girls and torture them. The bastard even made Jasper watch!! We also know that Jasper was able to get his bindings loose and kill all the Kimjaw's sons, then escape. We found him 100 yards from base camp, catatonic."

I sighed.

Jasper, what did they do to you?

"I know Jasper wasn't the same when he came back, but I didn't realize what really happened." I told James.

He nodded. "I understand that. He was able to suppress a lot of it. Once he got into therapy, he started so very slowly to return to who he was. But only half of him came back. He used to be the happy-go-lucky, smartass, quirky guy. And now he's silent and brooding, and so self-loathing. But he's learned how to hide it." James sighed. "You think this is personal, don't you?"

I nodded. "Yeah. It's been almost five days and no ransom, no threats, nothing. It's odd."

Just then my cell phone went off, and I noticed it was Sam.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Emmett, we've received a tape."

I was up and out of my chair before he was able to finished his sentence.

"Briefing room, five minutes," I said into the phone.

I looked at James. I knew he still cared for Jasper.

"Come with me," was all I said to the man.

We all met in the briefing room, Sam had Bella in there already, and the tape ready to go.

I sat and took a deep breath, then nodded at Sam.

The far wall lit up and Edward and Jasper appeared in front of us. They looked like shit. You could see the scars on both of the men's chests and I knew they were naked. Two men held their heads up by their hair, and had guns pointed to their heads. I could see Edward's defiance sparkle in his eyes, and Jasper just looked sick. Bella choked back a sob beside Rose. One man stood behind them and was spewing off something in Arabic.

The men jerked the men's heads and they started to speak.

"The men that have taken us do not demand anything from the US army." started Jasper.

"We have been taken as repentance from the US for our warlord," continued Edward.

"The debt has been paid," they both said in unison. Jasper looked up, a little weak, then his shoulders slumped and the camera clicked off.

Bella and Rose were sitting, holding onto each other, and I just stalked from the room. In need of some space.

I grabbed a coffee, and walked to James's office, grabbed the file, went back to my room, grabbed the stuff from the chair, then walked back into the briefing room.

I slammed it all onto the table.

"It's personal," was all I said.

James explained my theory and what we talked about in his office. I filled them in on who the boys had killed in the last mission.

"This is personal. Jasper's been the kill-shot for all of them. His whole family. We're too close to him, and he's seeking revenge on his family. Only one left is his wife and him."

"Actually, his rivals bombed his house, and took his wife and mother out. He's the only one left," Sam corrected.

"So he's escalating and fast, and has no motive to stay alive," I paused and growled, "that makes me feel so much fucking better."

Sam nodded, agreeing with my sarcasm.

"Boys, you need to hurry up and find them," Bella said.

"You have 24-hours to pinpoint possible locations. We're bombing them all, I'm not waiting anymore." I said, standing and leaving the room.

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Bella POV

"You have 24-hours to pinpoint possible locations. We're bombing them all, I'm not waiting anymore." Emmett growled, stood up, then left.

This was bad. Emmett actually planned on doing this.

And knowing him like I did -- being his sister and all -- I knew that his mind was made up. There was no changing it now, no stopping him.

His mind was set. And that's not always a good thing.

"Don't bomb the actual area, we don't want to kill the boys. But 100 yards from the area would show something." I said.

Rose nodded and helped me up, and we went to find Emmett.

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