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A/N I don't own Twilight, if that wasn't oblivious enough.
Previously on 'You Found Me'
I look at her, smiling, pulling her closer. "To be able to protect you, no matter what."
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She stares at me strangely. "You do protect me, always."
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"From myself." She finishes, placing her hands on my face.
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"I'm lucky to have you," she whispers, leaning her forehead on mine.
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"I love you."
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"Happy New Years 2014!"
I crash my lips down onto hers.
'I love you too,' I think to myself.
Chapter 22: Protective Sides
BPOV (Jan. 2)
Rainbows
Birds
Chocolate
Bunny
iPhone 10
Food
Chocolate
Job
House
Chocolate
Bunnies
Chocolate
Wait... Is that chocolate I smell?!
Awakened from my random dream, I quickly slide on my slippers and rundown stairs.
Yes, they're bunny slippers! Why would someone wear the boring old lady ones?!
I stop at the kitchen entrance, shocked to find Edward standing next to a giant pile of chocolate chip pancakes.
I can feel my jaw nearly hit the ground. "How did you...? I mean, you barely even know how to cook?!"
He smiles widely, stepping in front of the counter. "What can I say? I'm a man of many talents."
By the tone of his voice, I can tell something is up.
"Is that so?" I challenge him. He blushes but keeps silent. "Because from the looks of it," I continue, moving forward to wrap my arms around his waist. "I think..." I whisper, moving my lips closer to his. Just as his eyes begin to shut, I move up on my tippy toes (the bunnies nose) and peek over his shoulder.
"That you used the frozen toaster ones." I pull away, chuckling at the idiotic discovery.
Edward's eyes widen in surprise. "How?"
"Next time, you might want to throw the box away sooner," I laugh. "Why the trouble in making breakfast? I thought we planned on breakfast with Alice at the diner?"
I expect him to look at least somewhat excited, but he just looks down and nervously scratches his neck. "I um... called and canceled on her. I figured maybe we could just spend the day inside."
What? "Why would you do that? I thought you'd be excited about this."
He seemed excited when we first set it up - in fact, HE was the one to invite them. This doesn't make any sense.
"Well, I mean, they're just coming back today. I figured they'd want to rest some. Besides, we can always reschedule." He reasons, moving to kiss my temple before turning back to the 'pancakes'.
"Yeah, you're probably right." I say, waving it off. It's probably nothing.
"Hey," he whispers, gathering me up in his arms. "This just gives us some you and me time. God knows, I need some Bella time." He chuckles, nuzzling my neck.
"And what are you doing today with your 'Bella time'?" I giggle.
He pulls back a little, rubbing his chin and pretending to think. "You know, Charlie got me the blu-ray DVD of Iron Man 2 and 3 for New Years. Iron Man Marathon?"
I laugh, "Are you ever going to get sick of Iron Man?"
He pulls away, reaching for the popcorn. "Not likely," he winks. "I love you," he whispers , pecking my lips.
I smile widely, "I love you too."
BrPOV (1 hour before)
"BRAD! Brad!" I hear Jacob yelling, running into our bedroom. "You need to come to the garage with me."
I sigh, "Jacob, I got a big meeting tomorrow. Whatever problem you have with the car, can't it just wait until -"
"You don't get it!" He says, throwing his hands in the air. "They're back!"
Please say I'm hearing this wrong. Please say it's really a dream. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't act stupid here. You know exactly what I'm talking about!" He screams, pulling me up by my shirt.
I rub the sleep from my eyes, following Jacob into the garage. Sure enough, there's a message.
Written across the wall is red ink so fresh it's still dripping are the words: 'Do you really believe we won't follow through'.
At this point I can't fight the tears threatening to fall. "What have we done to deserve this?" I ask, turning back to Jake.
"I don't know..." He whispers, pulling my face into his hands and wiping away my tears. "But we can't pretend like this is nothing anymore, alright?" I nod. "This isn't just affecting us anymore. The more we leave it, the more people it will hurt."
"I know that now, but who? I thought we couldn't tell the police."
He sighs. "We can't. But we can start with Edward. We all have to take precautions now. I don't want you to step out of this house until I know it's safe, alright?" He asks me with pleading eyes. I nod tearfully.
"Lock yourself in the basement, okay? The door is on the floor in the towel closet. It's the safest place I can think of." He whispers, placing his forehead on mine.
"What about you?" I whimper.
"I'll meet you down there. I need to warn Edward. Plus it will give me some time to gather up a couple things we might need. Fifteen minutes tops, I promise."
"Okay."
RPOV
"Boss, I don't understand what you want!" I accidentally yell. Lord knows what happened to the last guy who yelled at George.
Obviously, just as shocked as I am from my outburst, Boss sneers at me through his thick glasses. "I believe I made my request clear."
"You told me, all I had to do was -" I begin, only to be cut off
"Yes yes, observation." He waves it off. "But now I need more."
"Boss, I have two strikes at it is. If I get caught..."
He stands up, gripping my collar and pulling me towards him harshly. "If you get caught, you have more to worry about than your precious record."
I gulp down the fear I feel rising up. "What... What do you mean?" I stutter.
"Run along now, boy." He says, shoving a loaded gun into my hands. "Get the job done. I will have my money by the tenth, one way or another. Make sure you tell our boy that."
I've been trained to bring threats, but never have I actually had to carry one out.
Entering my office, I pull out my phone and dial the number on the paper.
"Hello, this is All-County insurance. How can I help you?"
I cough, adjusting my voice. "Yes, I would like to take out life insurance on my daughter. Her name? Isabella Swan."
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