Chapter 11: Shauna

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JPOV

Eva the bitch and Gabe the murderer were standing in the middle of the clearing, arguing over whether or not they should kill me. Eva wasn't looking at me, but I knew she wouldn't hesitate to shoot me if I took one step.

I glanced over at Alice and saw she was cradling David in her arms, looking right at me. I wanted to reach into my pants and pull out my gun, but I knew seven people would shoot me before I had a chance to fire.

Eva turned to me. I guess they had finally made a decision.

"I wish I could say I'm sorry, but I'm not." She grinned at me and I knew I was dead. I knew she was going to pull the trigger and kill me right here in front of my wife and son. I was prepared to die.

What I wasn't prepared for was what she did next. She spun around and fired the gun into Gabe's chest five times. He dropped over, dead. I stared at him, then her, not sure what was really going on. I was ready for the other guards to shoot her, but they didn't.

"You can lower your weapons now," Eva said to the other guards. They obeyed her.

"What the—? How did you—? I'm confused," I said, staring from Eva to the guards to Alice. She looked just as confused as I was.

"Jasper, did you honestly think I was with Jim Howard after he tried to kill me? I only pretended to be with him to protect you guys. I'm sorry if I seemed like a cold-hearted bitch, but I needed Jim to believe that I wanted you all dead. My real name isn't Eva Bruster."

"It's not?" Alice asked, looking at her.

She smiled. "No. My name is Shauna Casey, and I'm an agent for the United States CIA."

We all stared at her, very confused. "I'm sorry, but what the fuck are you talking about?"

She laughed. "I'm one of the top agents for the CIA. We've been after James Howard for many years because we suspected he was selling weapons of mass destruction to terrorists in the Middle East, but we never imagined he was corroborating with Aro Volturi to poison the entire human race."

"I thought you said—"

"That's what we thought, but he was actually using Aro. He had planned to kill him all along. I've been working undercover as his person assistant since 2006. Even my roommate thought my name was Eva."

"I can't believe it," Cynthia said, standing up. "If you're with the CIA, then who are these guys?" she asked, pointing to our now-friendly guards.

"Members of the United States army. They were brought here as both protection for you and me."

Another scream ripped through the jungle. Shauna looked around.

"Where's Bella?" she asked.

"That other guy took her and Olivia," Cynthia answered, pointing behind us.

"Jason and Dan, go find her and help her!" she commanded. Two of the guards ran into the trees to go find Bella. "Now, where are Edward and Emmett?"

"Emmett went after Jim for killing Rosalie and Edward went to find him before he got himself killed," Mike supplied.

"He killed Rosalie?" she gasped. Mike nodded. "Crap! I was trying to prevent this. He brought you all here to kill you and your children. I went off to inform these guys of the plan, then sent them out with Gabe and Todd to find you all. When I got back to the building, Jim was gone. I came out here to find you guys, and it looks like I got here just in time." She shoved Gabe's dead body with her foot.

"Wait," Leah said, waving her hands. "So, you're on our side?"

Eva/Shauna nodded. "I've been trying to help you from the beginning. I know you didn't believe or trust me, but that's because I couldn't tell you who I really was or it would have blown our whole cover. I was supposed to work as his assistant to gather information on him. Then, he ended up sending me here, which is when I found out he was planning on betraying Aro, not to stop him from destroying the world, but to get the plans so he could have them for himself. My orders were to kill you all, but I obviously wasn't going to do that. Then, I was almost killed and I've been living the past 8 years in New York, figuring out how I was going to stop him. I was actually the woman in California who showed you how to get here. I had to—it was the only way I could stop him. I'm so sorry for everything that's happened."

"Wait—how do we know you're not lying now?" Mike asked, eyeing her skeptically. I agreed with him—everything she'd told us had been a lie. What made this any different?

"Here," she said, tossing him a wallet. He looked at it, then passed it to me. It was her badge from the CIA. She wasn't lying. "Now, I need all of you to head to the beach—Patrick and George will lead you. You need to hurry before Jim finds you all."

"Where are you going?" Alice asked.

"To find Emmett and Edward."

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BPOV

He shoved me back onto the ground. He stuck his knife under my shirt and cut it off. He looked down at me and dragged his finger across one of the scars on my chest, the one made by James.

"Very nice," he said. "James did some good work on you. Didn't he, sugar?"

Images flashed through my head. James, raping me when I was only 13. Felix, taking me from camp and handing me over to James. James, raping me at the native's camp. James, slicing my skin open with a knife. Edward, killing James with his bare hands. Edward, rescuing me from Aro.

Every time I was in trouble, someone had to rescue me. But not anymore!

"Get...off…of…ME!" I screamed, pushing the man on top of me. He stumbled backwards and I got up. I punched him in the face and he fell backwards. He got up and looked at me with a sick smile on his face.

"That was a really stupid thing to do," he said, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Olivia. "Say goodbye to your pretty little girl."

There was a gunshot and I fell to my knees, screaming at the top of my lungs.

Todd's head was blown off. Pieces of his skull and brain flew off and hit me on the face and chest. One minute he had been standing there, the next, he was dead, and I didn't know how.

I looked over towards the trees and saw two men with guns, both of them pointed at me. I knew who they were—they worked for Jim Howard.

"Please don't kill me!" I shrieked, falling to my knees and holding my hands over my head.

"We're not here to kill you," the one said. "We're here to rescue you."

"I don't understand," I said slowly.

"We're with the United States army. We were sent here with a CIA agent to rescue your entire group from James Howard." The other guard was walking over towards Olivia. He put his gun against a tree before he bent down to pick her up. He carried her over to me while the other man helped me off the ground. He then took his shirt off and handed it to me. I pulled it on before the other guard handed me Olivia.

"Where's everyone else?" I asked.

"Back in the clearing with Shauna and the rest of our men."

"Shauna?" I asked. "I don't know anyone named Shauna."

"Sorry. You know her as Eva."

"Eva?" I shrieked. "That bitch tried to kill us!"

"Relax. She's been working as an undercover agent for the CIA since 2006. She's been working as James Howard's assistant to gather information about him for the FBI."

I looked at him like he had three heads.

"Jason," the other guard said, "We need to bring them back to the other group."

"You're right, Dan. Follow me," he said to me. I followed him back to where I was taken from. When we got there, it was empty. Everyone had left.

"What happened?" I asked, panicked.

"They probably left for the ship. I'm going to bring you and your daughter to the ship that's waiting for us off the beach." I followed both the guards through the jungle, holding onto Olivia tightly. I still didn't trust these men 100 percent, even if they said they were here to help me. I'd been tricked too many times.

We kept walking until we made it to the beach. There, I saw everyone else standing there with more guards, waiting for something.

"Mommy!" Emily shouted, reaching towards me while she was still in Seth's arms. I ran over to her with Olivia.

"Baby!" I cried, kissing her on the head. "Oh, thank goodness you're okay!"

"Bella, are you all right?" Cynthia asked, looking at me.

"I'm fine. In fact, if Dan and Jason hadn't come, Olivia would have been dead."

"Wow."

"Do you think this is for real?" I whispered to her, nodding my head towards the armed guards.

"I don't know what to believe. I want to believe it, but we've been lied to so many times, I never know who's lying and who's telling the truth."

I nodded in agreement. "And Eva's on our side again?"

"Apparently. She said her real name is Shauna something and she's been an undercover agent for the CIA. I don't know if I believe her, but I hope she's telling the truth."

"It seems like de-ja-vu," I said. "I mean, last time, we were rescued by Eva/Shauna and brought on to some freighter in the middle of the ocean. Looks like we're doing the same thing all over again."

"Let's just hope we're not thrown into a cell and almost killed."

I laughed and nodded in agreement. I looked around but didn't see Edward. "Are Edward and Emmett back?"

She shook her head. "No. Eva/Shauna went into the jungle to go find them."

"By herself?"

"No. She took a few guards with her, just in case. I mean, it's very likely she'll run into Jim and he probably wants to kill her."

"Try definitely."

"Everyone!" one of the guards called, standing by a zodiac next to the water's edge. "We need to start transporting you all to the boat. We can only take six at a time, not including the driver. We need to move as quickly as possible. I promise, you will all be safe once you reach the boat."

Cynthia and I looked at each other. It was exactly like last time.

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EPOV

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck!

How the hell did I get into situations like this?

Emmett and Jim were having some kind of standoff. Emmett was yelling about Rose and Jim was yelling about his sister. I stayed in the back, hoping not to get involved. I didn't want to die.

"Ooh, too bad. I don't care. A murderer deserves to pay, and she never paid for her crime." I turned to look at Jim. He had no idea what the fuck he was talking about.

"She paid her whole life," I said quietly..

"What do you mean?" Emmett asked. I turned to look at him.

"I mean she killed her husband who was going to kill her. I treated her once when I was working in New York. She had a broken wrist, and she wouldn't say it, but I could tell her boyfriend or whatever did it to her." I turned back and glared at Jim.

He shook his head and laughed. "She must have fooled you all well. Rosalie was nothing but a cold, manipulative bitch that deserved to die."

"Don't talk about my wife that way," Emmett snarled, pulling out his gun and pointing it at Jim.

"What, are you going to kill me now?" he asked, amused.

Emmett pulled the trigger. The bullet missed and hit the tree next to Jim. Quick as a flash, Jim whipped out his gun and fired twice. Emmett absorbed both bullets and fell onto the ground.

"Emmett!" I shouted, running to my fallen brother. He was still alive, but his chest was heaving blood. I knew he only had minutes left.

"Well, I think you should join your brother," Jim said. I looked up and saw the gun pointed at me. I knew this was it. I knew I was never going to see Bella again. I was never going to see Olivia and Emily grow up.

I closed my eyes and prepared for the bullet to pierce my skin. I heard the gunfire, but didn't feel anything. I thought he missed until I heard a crash. I opened my eyes and saw Jim on the ground, dead from a bullet to the head. Across from him, Eva was standing, holding the smoking gun.

"Eva?" I asked. Last time I checked, she was trying to kill us.

"Oh no, Emmett!" she said, rushing to my side. I looked down at my brother and saw he was fading.

"Emmett, stay with me!" I said, shaking him. "You have to stay alive—think of Charlotte and Gisele!"

"Edward," he gasped, looking me in the eyes. "You've been the best little brother anybody could ever ask for. I need you to promise me something."

"Emmett, don't talk like that! You're going to be okay! We'll get you back to the beach, and everything will be okay."

"Edward, shut the fuck up. You and I both know that's a fucking lie. I'm going to die, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. He killed me, just like he killed Rosalie."

"Emmett, no. You have to fight harder! Think of your girls—they'll grow up without any parents."

"Edward, shut up and listen to me! I need you to make me a promise."

"Anything," I said, tears falling from my eyes.

"I need you to look after my girls. I need you to raise them. I need you to protect them like they were your own daughters. Promise me you'll keep them safe, Edward."

"I promise," I said, holding Emmett. "I promise."

"When Charlotte is 16 and comes home with her first boyfriend, I need you to be the one to give him the good cop/bad cop routine. I need you to be there for her because I can't."

"Emmett," I sobbed into my brother's shoulder.

"Edward, I know you're sad, but I need you to be strong. When you go back to the beach, I need you to comfort Charlotte and Gisele. I need you to be the one they can go to for anything. Do you understand?"

"I understand," I whispered. "I promise I'll be there for them."

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BPOV

I stood on the beach with Olivia in my arms and Emily sitting in the sand by my feet. We were the last ones left to take the zodiac to the boat, besides the guards.

Edward still wasn't here, and I was starting to worry. What if something had happened to him? What if Jim Howard had killed him? What if he hadn't gotten to Emmett in time?

"Bella?" Jason asked, looking at me. I was tapping my foot in the sand and looking into the jungle impatiently.

"What?" I snapped.

"The zodiac's here. We're ready to go back to the ship."

"Now?" I asked, looking longingly into the jungle.

"We'll send the zodiac back to wait for them. I promise."

I looked at him. His eyes said he wasn't lying. "Okay. C'mon, girls," I said, grabbing Emily's hand. The three of us walked over to the zodiac and got in. Jason and Dan joined us. We were about to leave when I saw something rustling in the jungle.

"Wait!" I shouted, jumping out of the zodiac. Edward walked onto the beach, his clothes all bloody. "Edward!" I cried, running into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started kissing him until I realized he was crying. "Baby, what's wrong?"

He put me on the ground and walked back into the jungle. A moment later, he and Eva/Shauna walked back onto the beach, carrying Emmett's body.

"No!" I screamed, falling onto the ground, sobbing. It wasn't possible—nothing could kill Emmett. Emmett was the strongest, bravest, toughest person I knew. There was nothing known to man that could take him down. He couldn't be dead!

"He was shot," Edward said, sitting down next to me and pulling me into his arms.

"Edward, it's not possible," I cried into his shoulder. "Emmett can't be dead!"

"I know. I just don't want it to be true." We were both crying now. He was comforting me while I was comforting him."

"Edward, what about Charlotte and Gisele? They don't have anyone!"

"They have us," he said quietly.

He was right. We were their aunt and uncle, after all. We would look after them like our own daughters. We would protect them. We would keep them safe. We would make sure nothing would ever harm them again.