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updated on 6/12/2013
Chapter Six
Week Two, Day Six...
Bruning, Nebraska, with Bella
Bella was starting to loose hope. They move her from one house to another, and in a different state, also. Her brown eyes looked around the area. She knew for a fact that she was somewhere in Nebraska. She also knew that the recent rain storms washed away her natural scent. She was hoping that one of the Cullen's would be able to scent her out.
She was still in the van with Nelly, while Spike was searching the house for god knows what. Her brown eyes looked out the window of the van. The outside of the house looked like it was rundown again. The white paint, of the house, was chipped all over the place revealing a tan looking pieces of wood. The first two windows of the house seemed to be broken, with dirty white curtains blows through the hole's. The mail box was hanging on it's side. Piece's of wood were missing from the porch's floor. The house seemed to be a safety hazard.
They yard was equally as bad. Most of the yard seemed to be nothing but dirt. Their were several patches of yellow looking grass, not even three niches from the ground. Thick stacks of hay were near a fall down barn door. Pieces of tractors and older trucks where in a pile by the front of the barn.
Bella's eyes went wide as she looked around the area. She didn't want to be anyway near this death trap. She kept her breathing calm. She didn't need anything to happen to her unborn child. That is why she didn't try to escape, whatsoever.
"Why are we here?" Bella asked, the female abductor.
Nelly rolled her eyes at the female. She sighed, before throwing her nail file on the dashboard. She turned to look at the young woman. "This is will we be staying until I get word of my bosses."
Bella scrunched up her nose, "Why here though? It is a death trap."
Nelly narrowed her eyes at the young female. "You don't get to choose the houses we will be stay at."
The next moment, Spike stepped out of the house. His face broke on into a smile. His black boots made so much noise on the broken front porch. "Bring her in, Nelly! Her room is ready for her."
Nelly stepped out of the van with an evil grin on her face. She gave Bella a sinister smile. "Here we go, pet. You new home, don't you like it."
Bella's sarcastic side wanted to play. "Oh," she squealed, in a fake excited voice. "This is absolutely lovely. I love what you have done to the place."
"Shut up!" Shouted Nelly. "This is no place for your sarcasm."
Spike saw the exchanged. He didn't like it whatsoever. He dropped his cigarette on the ground. He slowly stalked towards Bella. Once he was in reaching distance. He grabbed a bunch of her brown hair, tightly pulling her head back to face him.
Bella flinched as he hair was being pulled. Her brown eyes meet his eyes. She glared at him, not trying to show any emotion. She saw his nostrils flare with anger.
"No sarcasm," he said. "You needed to be punished."
"By giving my opinion," she snorted, unladylike. Anger was radiation off of her. She couldn't take it anymore. "This is a death trap. And I will not be staying in this house. Not with my unborn child. Oh crap!"
Spike and Nelly, looked at each other.
Cullen's house
"Your telling me that those ashes belong to a young girl that died in the 1850's," said Charlie Swan, to the pack of wolves and vampires. He rubbed his beard tiredly. "The little girls name was Abigail Summers. She died at the age of eleven. She was murdered by a lone wolf by the woods, near her house. Her parents names are, Betty and John Summers, they went missing four weeks after her death."
"Is their any pictures of Betty and John near that time?" asked Rosalie, as she held Leah's hand. She didn't even care if the female shape-shifter smelled like wet dog.
"Hold on," said Megan, the cousin of Bella. She was also very good on the computers. "I found a painting someone did for the young girls funeral. It's kind of hard to see the difference form a hand made painting to a photograph that was done years ago."
"If we can see the painting," said Emmett. "Maybe the vampires can find the people features similar to the person that kidnapped Bella."
"But we don't have the actually painting," said Paul.
"It in a museum in St. George, Utah. They are under currently under construction from now until next month," said Megan.
"We're out of luck," mumbled Charlie.
"Although they are currently accepting construction workers," said Megan, with a smile on her face.
"What are you thinking?" asked Leah. Leah was close to Megan from being Bella's cousin.
Megan looked at Charlie. "I have a plan, but it might be breaking some rules. Not to mention stealing."
Charlie sighed, running a hand through his brown hair, "As long as it brings us closer to getting Bella back."
Alice looked at Megan. She knew what she was planning. A smile graced her face. "Excellent planning, Megan." Alice looked towards the group. "Emmett and Carlisle are the two going to St. George, along with Rosalie."
"Why not everyone?" asked Esme.
"Esme is going to be supporting Charlie and the pack. You got to stay away from the cameras, but everything else will be fine. Carlisle and Emmett are going to be pretending to be contractors looking for a job. After you step foot in the building, Emmett is going to be distracting the other workers, while Carlisle will grab the painting. Their will be two construction workers out front. This is where Rosalie comes in. you need to distract the two men from noticing Carlisle."
"What about the weather? What about cameras?" asked Emmett.
Alice's eyes went blank for a moment. "Cameras will be down that day from some technically difficulty. The weather will be cloudy and rainy in the area. You three don't have to worry about anything."
What type of punishment do you think they will give Bella? Do you think she regrets blurting out about being pregnant? Will Rosalie, Emmett, and Carlisle be secure on the trip to St. George? Would love to hear what you think?~Supernatualkissed.
