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To my Anon. reviewer,

Okay so I am having a review issue that I'm not sure on how to go about solving. This is the only way I know how to: Dear Anon. reviewer, I thank you for your eagerness in wanting me to post the next day, but I would have to ask you not to use different random names to do so… I appreciate the thought… But I would rather my review goal be set fairly. You can review as many times as you'd like but I am only going to count the reviews from (Zach, Sarah, Kate, Jane, Bette, Nay Nay etc.) as one from now on as for my review goals. Sorry.

Thank you,

Taylorishotterthanrob

Standard Disclaimer Applies.

...TEC...

Epov

"Okay, I don't know about you guys but I'm feeling pretty bad ass right now." Jasper said as we approached the Patino building. It was a run-down looking building, almost deserted.

Tanya scowled at him, "We look sketchy." She straightened her suit jacket with a sharp tug.

"These suits are ridiculous." Crowley muttered, Emmett scoffed.

"No matter how much you all don't like the suits you're in them, and we're here. So it's too late." We all were dressed similar to Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality, with the black suit and plain white collared shirt. And much like Sandra with all looked horrible in the suits.

"What would make you think of something like this Emmett?" I said before mimicking Tanya and tugging at the end of the jacket roughly, straightening the stiff fabric.

"We look intimidating. We look… unified." He said with his head held high. Because the five of us standing outside of a rundown building looking constipated was the quintessence of intimidation. We looked lost. Tanya was perched on a fire hydrant applying makeup, and the rest of us were tugging at the itchy fabric. With the exception of Jasper who was striking James Bond poses in the reflective mirror.

"Well that's great, Emmett." I clapped him on the shoulder before leaning in. "But we aren't a fucking cheer squad."

"You guys are an ungrateful bunch of pussies!" He boomed, I couldn't tell if he was trying to look intimidating or not because if he was he was failing pretty badly. His dimples showed even more with his grimace. "Anyone else would have been grateful for a free suit." Tanya shot up angrily.

"These aren't free, Genius!" She reached over her shoulder to reveal the source of everyone's discomfort.

The fucking price tag.

"We have to return them! How bad ass will we look when we have to wipe down our seat so that the asses aren't dirty when we take these back to Macy's?" Her eye twitched, and she was a lot more intimidating than Emmett.

We snickered at her words, again minus Jasper. "Be quiet, damnit!" Emmett yelled at us as a woman and her homely baby passed us on the sidewalk. "You guys are acting like a bunch of teenagers. Get it together." He scowled before opening the file in his hands. "We have to split up, Crowley and I will attempt to find the CEO, he should be here." He cast a glance at the tall building before looking back to Tanya, Jasper and I. Well really just Tanya and I, Jasper was too busy reciting suave lines from the '007 movies.

"You three have to find the Executive Vice President." I nodded at him and he handed me a separate file, before entering the building with Tyler. Usually when a 'unified' group like us entered places people assumed that we were some sort of mob. Tanya and I approached Jasper as he held up his finger gun, despite that and actual gun was in his waist band.

"Shaken not stirred." He purred before tossing his hair back. Tanya slapped the back of his head and he snapped out of whatever the fuck was wrong with him.

"What the hell is your issue?" I asked slowly, he shrugged and buttoned his suit a bit. "You act like you've never worn a suit before, Jasper." I rolled my eyes and peeked through the dark glass, checking for Emmett's hulking figure. When I was sure that we were clear. I opened the door and let Tanya enter the building before following her and Jasper.

"Hello, my associates and I are here to see Mr. Platt." The woman stared boredly at her nails before pressing a button on her phone. She didn't even look up when Tanya spoke. Tanya reached over the desk and tapped the woman's shoulder, before monotonously saying, "Mr. Platt." The woman rolled her eyes. If it were Bella she were rolling her eyes at, that woman would have needed stitches by now.

"Mr. Platt isn't taking walk in's. Sorry." She said unapologetically. Tanya's eyes met mine and I stepped closer to the desk.

"Look, Ms.-" I paused and gave her a smoldering look, one that I used on Bella when I wanted sex. It always worked. The receptionist had to be only a few years younger and was obviously taken with me. "is it Miss?" I frowned and curled a lip slightly. "Or Misses?" I sneered the word and she blank rapidly, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"It's- uh- it's Miss. Davis." She smiled widely and fluttered her eye lashes at me.

"Well Ms.Davis, we have an appointment, of course. Why would we come and burden you as walk-ins?" She leaned forward and showed a little bit of cleavage.

But… hey. I didn't look.

I am still married, I haven't lost my mind.

"Oh you aren't a burden…" I didn't ask if we were but… okay? "I'll tell Mr. Davis you're here."

"Thanks, you really are a doll." I winked and darted my tongue out to wet my lower lip a bit. She followed my action, and her gaze lingered on my lipps, before I cleared my throat.

"That's enough." Jasper said as he pulled my arm, I turned to see Tanya foaming at the mouth a little bit. "Hey Denali you've got a little bit of drool…" He swiped at the corner of his mouth with a smirk. Once we were a safe distance away from the receptionist he mumbled, "You're still married, bud."

"I didn't promise to fuck her. Just a little bit of flirting." I defended with a smile.

"Bella is going to be pissed…" Tanya whispered as we sat down in the large sofa. She had heard the entire roommate phone debacle yesterday. "First you sleep with me-" Jaspers jaw- hell and mine- dropped at her first statement. "Then you flirt with a receptionist… You my friend are screwed." She sat back with a smug smile.

"Slept with you my ass." I argued.

"Dude, I'm sorry but If you really did sleep with her I'm going to have to fuck you up. As per Alice…" I rolled my eyes and pushed Jasper back into the couch. Our oh so friendly receptionist came up to us and told us that Mr. Platt was waiting for us. I searched in my wallet when she gave me the 'call me' signal and handed her Emmett's business card. That ass was responsible for my rooming with Tanya and wearing this suit so yeah, he was getting a call from a flirty Ms. Davis.

Once we were out of the lobby, and the elevator we entered into a hectic looking floor. Desks were stacked with papers and we were led through the messy looking office by another quite flirtatious receptionist who had her sights set on Tanya. When we were let into Mr. Platt's office all funny business was gone. Jasper and I flanked Tanya, even though technically I was in charge of the small group. Tanya and I sat in the two chairs across from the unfriendly looking middle aged man, leaving Jasper standing behind us.

"I'll be recording this conversation, if you don't mind." Jasper said before pulling out a small device.

"Who are you?"

"Hello, Mr. Platt. Nice to see you as well. The three of us are Agents from the Port Angeles Bureau of Interrogation." The man rolled his eyes.

"The PBI? Is this some kind of joke?"

"No sir, we are FBI agents. Our office is just located in Port A." He leaned forward.

"Do I look like a stupid man? What kind of agent comes out and says I'm an agent? I watch those shows of yours."

"Not a stupid man, maybe one who watches too much television though." I smirked.

"That would explain the lack of profit this company makes…" Tanya bit from my side, I smirked and he glared. I pulled out a note pad, as did Jasper and Tanya. It's hard to copy things verbatim, especially while you're the one speaking, never hurts to have a few backups.

"How did you know a Mr. Leonard Volturi?" I stared into his eyes and noticed as they twitched a bit before he broke my gaze.

"I worked with him on occasion." We all jotted down a few things and I continued to question.

"What is your opinion of Leo Volturi?"

"To be honest, he was a pretentious asshole." Jasper chuckled from behind us.

"Aren't we all…" He sighed and shook his head in amusement. Our eyes turned to him in bewilderment at his dumbass comment.

"Continue, Mr. Platt." Tanya sighed.

"He wasn't pleasant at all. He only saw the money in everything, cared nothing for the people. He almost put us out of business, the ass."

"How do you think your CEO feels about Mr. Volturi?"

"He has no respect for him what so ever. May I ask why I'm being questioned?"

"Mr. Volturi was murdered." The man's face flashed with panic for a second before clearing completely.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"A little bit of everything. You and your boss will be coming back to Washington with us. I would advise you to finish up what you're doing here and wrap up things for a few days."

"You can't expect me to just up and leave my job… My family?" He gasped, his pale blue eyes widened in fright, he ran a hand over his sparse gray hair.

"We can and do." Jasper said strongly, Tanya and I stood together and she ripped off a piece of paper before slamming it onto the man's desk and pinpointing.

"Meet us here. We'll be calling from this number." She laid a finger on the ten digit number on the paper. "You aren't to leave the state for you risk incarceration." We all turned and headed for the door, when we heard him pick up his phone.

"There is no reason to call the police." We flashed our badges. "Or anyone else regarding the case. This is confidential and you will be put in jail for discussing this with anyone else. Do you understand?" The man nodded to me and put the phone back on the hook. We all exited the office with an air of confidence, knowing that we were a bit closer to our goal.

We left Emmett and Crowley a text explaining that we left the premises to go back to Tanya and my hotel room and go over a few things. As soon as I stepped through the door my phone buzzed in my pocket.

As soon as I answered Bella asked, "Can you talk?"

"Yeah, what's up?" I held up a hand to Tanya and Jasper before leaving the room.

"I'm about to admit myself to a mental hospital."

"Why is that?"

"There is so much shit going on here… I just need to go." She sighed.

"I don't think a mental hospital is the way to go about all of this… What happened?"

"Mike's disgusting ass is going to be here twenty four seven. So is Alice and they don't get along, causing more yelling. And with Seth's teething he's always upset and Ellie… is Ellie. Oh god I'm such a bad mother… I can't take another… I'm going to stuff Alice in a toilet, I swear. Where is Tanya?" She said panting at the end because she went a little Alice on me and didn't breath between the random jumble of words.

"Tanya is in the room…" I said slowly.

"Where are you then?"

"I stepped outside to take your call, Honey." The door opened behind me and Jasper called out "Come back to bed." In a very high pitched moany voice.

"What's that?" She asked not hearing Jaspers words, I kicked the door sending it into Jaspers chest roughly.

"Just Jazz being an ass-" He ripped the phone from my hands and held it to his ear.

"You should have seen your husband today, Bella. Flirting up a storm." He laughed, a scream came from Bella's end and I snatched the phone back to hear her ranting. "Trust- broken down." He winked. "Welcome to the real world of marriage my friend."

"You fucking ass." I kicked the door again and he stumbled back from it.

Bella ranted on the other end, "Baby, calm down… It was just a distraction so that we could-"

"I'm over here puking my guts up and carrying your kid and whatnot and you're in Chicago flirting?" I blanched as she continued to scream. "-That fucking smiley face… Oh god… Okay just forget everything I said. It was supposed to be more romantic like you coming home and I'd jump into your arms and tell you that I'm pregnant and then we'd kiss in the middle of the airport and everyone would look at us like 'Awhh they are so cute!' I would be like I know… aren't we? And then we'd skip of into the jungle happily!" She wailed out herr fantasy in an agonized tone.

"You're pregnant?" I clarified, my stomach dropped and I ran a hand through my hair. I needed to get home as soon as possible. There wasn't another available flight for days. Why the fuck was my wife struggling by herself across the fucking country, and with three of my kids no less.

I fucked up.

"Fuck…" I groaned before letting my head thump against the wall in front of me. Bella was quiet though I heard a couple of sniffles from her.

"I'm sorry." She cried.

"No… Baby, no everything's okay. I love you, this is good right? Another baby." I said softly trying to soothe her. During her first pregnancy I she had completely lost her shit, in terms of her emotions. Completely off the wall. This explains her crying and hanging up and her airport sickness.

"You don't want another baby, do you?" She cried loudly.

"I mean, this isn't really the ideal time for another baby…" Her sobs intensified. "But everything will be okay. I promise, and I could never not want anything with you. Okay?" There was some swishing and I could tell that she was nodding. "I love you, honey. I'm coming home as soon as possible." She sniffled as her cries subsided and I sighed. The tears only lasted a little bit into her second trimester.

"Okay, Baby. I love you too." She must really be stressed; she didn't try to stop me. "Thank you." She sighed.

"No problem." I smiled into the small phone we sat in blissful silence for a while before she composed herself enough to let the rage boil in her veins.

"So what's this I hear about you flirting?"

…TEC…

I hope you laughed and/or enjoyed!

Oh Jasper… He's like all of my friends rolled into one :D

In case you missed it at the top:

Okay so I am having a review issue that I'm not sure on how to go about solving. This is the only way I know how to: Dear Anon. reviewer, I thank you for your eagerness in wanting me to post the next day, but I would have to ask you not to use different random names to do so… I appreciate the thought… But I would rather my review goal be set fairly. You can review as many times as you'd like but I am only going to count the reviews from (Zach, Sarah, Kate, Jane, Bette etc.) as one from now on as for my review goals. Sorry. And in case you aren't this person and reviewing under a random name, my apologies for not including you in the 'Thanks to:' note!

Thank you,

Taylorishotterthanrob

Now that that is over with let's try and get to 585?

I know this was short but…

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