Magic Bullet
Disclaimer: SM owns Twilight, I only wish that I did.
Ch. 10: Back in the saddle again
RPOV
After Bella awoke this morning I left the house to run an errand. The school had already been informed of my family's departure, so I went Forks High to return all of our school books. News of the attack in Port Angeles seemed to have already reached the town and spread like wildfire through the school. It confused me because to our knowledge nobody, outside of me and the Swans, knew of her attack. I pushed those thoughts aside and strode purposefully into the office. Ms. Cope had been expecting me because she hadn't been all that shocked to see me walk in with a bunch of books in my arms.
"Thank you for bringing the school books back today. Your father said that he had been asked to take up a post at the CDC and the rest of your family had gone with him to Atlanta. I was surprised that he didn't mention that you and Ms. Swan had received scholarships to Ravenhurst Academy, but then I guess he wanted Chief Swan to enjoy delivering that piece of new," the elderly woman commented as she checked the books for any unusual ware and tare.
My mind tried to make sense of the Ravenhurst thing when I noticed Bella's books were already sitting on a cart beside Ms. Cope's desk. The woman completed her inspection and placed the books with Bella's then wished me luck. She went back to her desk and I headed back to my BMW. I needed to talk to my lover to see if she knew anything about this scholarship business.
As my thoughts went to my Kitten, the wind softly brought a scent that was unmistakably Bella. I had never been able to scent her before and wondered if it was part of the whole imprinting thing. Along with scent came the knowledge that she was at Charlie's even though the wind came from the opposite direction of the Swan house. I jumped into the car and raced out of the parking lot eager to be with my Soul Mate again.
Five minutes later, I parked in front of Charlie's and dashed inside. Leah was in the living room gawking. I followed her gaze and noticed the secret room that had been hidden behind the entertainment center. The room was filled with a computer and enough gadgets that it wouldn't have surprised me if Q were sitting in there. The biggest surprise of all was the sight that greeted me.
Bella stood there and waited for Charlie to finish speaking. She was wearing skin tight tan pants, a fitted light blue blouse and thigh high riding boots. Over it all she wore a fitted trench coat with some kind of military rank on the epaulettes. Charlie handed her an automatic pistol of some kind and what looked like a flare gun. The flare gun went behind her back and the pistol went into a shoulder holster. She looked at me and there was an air of command that had never been there before but enhanced her in everyway. This was Isabella Blackmore, OSS Agent. I couldn't help getting aroused and she gave me a knowing wink. God, she was hot.
BPOV
When Sparkles headed up to the school to return her and her siblings school books, I ran over to Charlie's. He would've already gotten the information I requested. Rosalie had been curious last night but refrained from asking questions. She would get her answers today; a part of me prayed that they were not what I anticipated.
My baby boy met me at the door and from the look on his face; things were exactly how I feared. He handed me a file and led me into the living room. Leah was already on the couch at looked at the two of us curiously. I read the file; it had everything Charlie had found out about my attack and the subsequent deaths of the perpetrators.
According to what he had been able to dig up, the Port Angeles Police had investigated a series of rapes during the past four weeks. They believed the men that attacked me were nothing more the common thugs that got off on hurting women. They all committed suicide rather than face a trial and jail; which officially ended the investigation. They didn't even run the bastards' prints.
Charlie did and discovered that they were not your garden variety drunken brutes, but rather mercenaries. He was unable to find out why they were here but guessed it was a smokescreen of some kind. The file also contained a list of all the dead men's personal effects as well as pictures of each item. The picture of a necklace that belonged to one of them made the blood drain from my face. I had hoped never to see another one like it again.
The necklace was the symbol of a Thule Initiate. The Thule Society had been a group of German mystics that, at first, fought occult battles for Hitler during the WW 2. Despite most of the crap that was written on the subject, Hitler eventually turned his back on his occult allies in favor of his own insane schemes. Unfortunately for him, at least three of his advisors remained loyal to the Thule.
Towards the end of the war, the Thule started to run operations under their own initiative. Through a series of lightening fast raids, the OSS wiped out all but the main leadership. Those few remaining Thule leaders were killed during an attempted coup against Hitler near the end of the War. Now, over sixty years later, there was evidence that they somehow survived. This was not good.
"What's wrong," Charlie asked.
I explained the significance of the necklace and we adjourned to the secure office behind the entertainment center and started searching for crimes throughout the Olympic Peninsula that were committed during the same time period as the rapes occurred. The vandalism of a Synagogue in Olympia jumped out at me. I needed to go there and do some digging.
I changed into my work clothes and contacted Headquarters so that I was placed back on Active status. On the spur of the moment, I also gave them Rosalie's information and had them list her as an Agent in Training. Charlie went ahead and got my usual "care package" together along with the requisite paperwork for Sparkles to fill out when she arrived.
The two of us were going over everything about the Olympia case when she arrived. I could scent her arousal and gave her a playful wink, but my mind had overridden my instincts. There was a job to do and we'd have play time later. She still looked awed when Charlie beckoned her over. With Leah's help, she finally made her way over to us.
Rosalie nearly fell over when Charlie handed her the paperwork. For almost an hour she stood there in shock. Then when I started to get worried, she came to her senses and very enthusiastically filled out all the forms. When she finished, she eagerly followed me out to the Hummer. I'd brief her on road. Who knew what we'd find when we got there.