Chapter Fifty Five

Pete

Charlotte handed me a bag with bottles of what looked like milk in them and shoved me out of the door along with the other bags smiling encouragingly. Well it looked like I drew the short straw so I knocked on the motel door and waited but not for long. There was an ear splitting snarl and something slammed against the door so I did the only sensible thing, I dropped the bags and ran and not a moment too soon as a fist came through the door and only just missed me. We were now officially deep in fucking trouble, the motel manager and other guests were going to be complaining big time and I guessed it was down to yours truly to solve this problem too so I went straight to the office and was just in time to stop the manager ringing the police. He looked up terrified as I appeared and slammed the receiver down,

"You don't want to do that, trust me. How many guests do you have at present?"

He tried to reach for the phone again and I shook my head,

"That would be a really dumb fucking move. I don't want to hurt you but I will if you don't answer my questions. How many guests?"

His face was almost as white as mine as he stammered out his answer,

"Ten, that is eight rooms."

"So couples?"

"Mainly salesmen, I get a lot of repeat business. What the fuck was that?"

"Someone in a really bad fucking mood but don't worry I'll watch out for him. Now what you are going to do is ring the occupied rooms and tell them there's a gas leak and they need to check out quickly."

"A gas leak?"

I rolled my eyes,

"Yeah unless you want them to find out just how dangerous this place really can be."

I stood over him as he rang the eight rooms telling each the same story and the disgruntled customers came in the office for refunds. Anyone would think a gas leak was something that happened every fucking day!

Once they'd all left I got him to illuminate the "No Vacancies" sign then took him back to the rear room, his living quarters as it turned out. Looking round I ripped the phone socket from the wall and held out my hand,

"Cell phone please."

"I...I don't..."

"Don't insult my intelligence, just hand it over and then when we leave there's a chance you'll still be breathing."

He fumbled in his pocket and handed it over darting a glance at the door.

"Now, I'm gonna leave you in here so long as you behave but if you try to leave or call for help I will be back and I will not be in a good fucking mood. Got it?"

He nodded and I saw a dark stain spread across his pants, I'd scared him so much he wet himself, well that wasn't a bad thing. If he was scared he was less likely to do anything stupid. Walking close to him I patted him on the cheek,

"Right..."

I looked at the name plate he wore on his shirt,

"Oscar, you play nicely and this will be all over real soon."

"What about reservations?"

"Do you have any?"

He was about to lie but then thought better of it and shook his head,

"Not for a week."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem, just sit tight, watch TV, and put your feet up. If you need anything you just stick a piece of blank paper in the window and someone will come but please don't be an ass hole and try putting help on it, that would just annoy me and trust me, you do not want to be on the wrong side of me, it never ends well."

"What about rentals though? I'll have to explain why I don't have any money to my bosses."

"You behave and I'll pay for every room for as long as it takes."

He looked at me thoughtfully decided he was on to a good thing and nodded but as I went out locking the door to the office I asked the girls to watch out for the manager just in case. We did not need any more trouble, not with The Major on the rampage.

Charlotte

We had heard The Majors reply to Peter's knock on the door and I understood he was in protective mode, as far as he was concerned now his mate was in distress and no one would be allowed anywhere near her until he was convinced she was getting better which left us with a huge problem. Not only was he holed up in a motel room, a public place, but he had the baby in there with Bella. Now did he consider the baby to be a part of Bella for now? If so then he might allow us to provide for her too but if not then the baby could be in as much danger as the rest of us.

"What are we going to do?"

Rose's voice was a whisper but I put a finger to my mouth, I'd heard Peter move off and I wanted to know what The Major would do now. Bella had screamed as he punched a hole in the door and his snarls had died away immediately, he wouldn't do anything to scare or hurt her but would he understand why the knock came? Would he smell the food and understand it was for his mate? More importantly would he trust us?

Jasper

It was frustrating not to get anywhere with my mate, why didn't she recognize me? I could feel the frustration bubbling up inside but it wasn't aimed at her, no it was aimed at the man who had done this to her. The knock on the door scared her and that enraged me, I punched a hole in the door hoping to catch whoever had done it but that just made matters worse, she screamed and cowered back in the corner and I cursed my own stupidity as the baby started to grizzle too. I fell to my knees in front of her,

"Bella I am so sorry. I never meant to frighten you, please forgive me."

She wouldn't look at me just stayed there clinging to the baby as if it were the only thing holding her together. All I could do was stay here and wait until she calmed again but moving to her so quickly had made her think I was going to hurt her and that upset me so much it hurt. I would never hurt my beautiful Bella and she was still my Bella despite everything that had happened to her.

Deciding the only thing I could do was to help her sleep and hopefully wake a little less terrified I drew on my reserves and sent her calming thoughts watching as she began to slump down and once I felt her sleeping I took the baby from her and picking her up laid her on the bed. I had no idea what to do with the infant who once away from Bella began to smell strange. I felt a pressure inside my chest, this was an outsider and while Bella had the infant she would never open herself up to me. I needed her back and to do that I needed the infant gone from here. I paced the room holding it awkwardly as it began to cry again not knowing what to do with it, then I smelled the food outside the door. Someone was here sending food for Bella. Who was it? Not the bastard who had done this was it?

I wrenched open the door to find bags piled up outside and looked around suspiciously but the only scents I could make out were those of friends, Peter, Charlotte, and Rose. While I wouldn't trust them near my mate I could let them take care of this infant and with a sigh of relief I put it down gently on top of a bag full of soft baby things then snatched up the rest of the bags and pulled them inside shutting the door and locking it once more.

Charlotte

Rose was watching the manager while Peter and I waited to see what The Major would do once he calmed down. The door opened abruptly and we saw him holding the baby on one arm and looking suspiciously around. If we made any moves or any noise he might well be unable to control his rage and harm the baby accidentally so we stayed as still and silent as we could in the shrubbery where we had set up an observation post. He leaned down and put the baby on top of the bag full of baby things then grabbed the rest and went back inside locking the door behind him.

"I didn't think Bella would let him take the baby from her."

"I don't think she did let him Peter, I think he knocked her out and then took it. Once he had it close he would know it wasn't connected to Bella and then he just wanted it out of the way. He knows as well as we do that she was holding on to the baby as a shield, now she will be forced to interact with him, I just hope he knows the right things to say and do."

"Me too because if not he's gonna lose her forever Char and that means we lose him and I am not prepared for that to happen, no way."