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"Sweat pants, hair tied, chillin' with no make-up on, That's when you're the prettiest, I hope that you don't take it wrong"

Best I Ever Had - Drake

One Week Later...

Carlisle's POV

I had opened the practice and it was running smoothly. I had just seen my last patient of the day and was sitting at my desk finishing up some paperwork when my phone rang.

A number I didn't know flashed across the screen.

I was trying to go about my daily life, but I was still paranoid.

"Hello?" I answered in a casual voice.

"Carlisle?" A hushed voice asked.

"Who is this?"

"It's Kate. I need a favor..."

"Denali? Why would I want to do a favor for you?" I replied with distain in my voice.

"I am very sorry about everything you've been through, but I have nothing to do with my father's business. I need to see a doctor, and I can't go to my regular doctor."

"What could be wrong that you can't go to your doctor?"

"I don't want to talk about it over the phone. Will you please see me? I'll explain everything then."

I leaned back in my chair and looked over at the picture of me with my arms wrapped around Mary Alice on my desk. She looked beautiful with my bambino in her belly.

"Carlisle?" Kate's voice brought me back to our conversation.

"Yea, okay. When are you wanting to come in?"

"As soon as possible."

I looked at my watch. Four-thirty.

"Can you be here by five?"

"I can be there in five minutes."

"I'll see you then."

"Thank you. Oh, and Carlisle... please don't tell anyone I'm coming. My father really doesn't need to know about this."

"We'll discuss it when you get here." I told her hanging up.

What could possibly be going on with her she needed to hide it from Frank? I couldn't think of a single thing my child could do that I wouldn't be there for them. Then again, Frank Denali was also the same man who ordered attacks on my family.

I finished my paperwork and in no time Christina knocked on my door saying a woman was up front waiting for an emergency appointment.

"Thank you. Send her back."

Kate walked in looking very pale.

"What's this about?" I asked her motioning for her to sit across from me.

She sat in the chair and looked at me with tired eyes.

"I'm pregnant."

"And? I don't see why that needs to be a secret." I stated.

"I'm sure by now you've heard that I'm seeing Charlie. My father would die if he found out I was pregnant with a cop's baby."

Moisture gathered at the corner of her eyes.

I knew she was seeing Isabella's father, but I didn't realize how serious it was. Edward hadn't mentioned she was pregnant. I was under the assumption he just knew they were fucking. They were investigating Charlie anyway. Apparently, he was a dirty pig.

"Does Charlie know?"

She nodded and wiped at her eyes.

I handed her a tissue.

"I know how things are with your family and mine, but I can't have this get back to my father. Not yet. I love Charlie and he loves me. He was shocked when I first told him, but he is so excited and he wants to get married. I thought maybe you would see me given that Charlie is Bella's father."

I pondered over it.

She watched with rapt attention as we sat in silence.

If Mary Alice hadn't been able to come out with our family, I would have wanted someone to help her.

"Okay. I'll see you."

"Thank you so much." She praised.

"Let's get you in an exam room and get some details."

I spent the next hour going over everything with her so the nurses were left out of it. I did an ultrasound and gave her a due date. She was almost two months pregnant.

"Here." She said handing me a wad of cash as we were walking out of the office.

"What's that suppose to be for?"

"Your services."

"Oh no, you keep that. Seeing Frank have a heart attack over this will be payment enough." I said in a serious tone.

I hoped the motherfucker keeled over at his dinner table.

Rosalie's POV

I hadn't left Emmett's side. I had finally agreed to go home to get some clothes and rest when his mother said she wouldn't leave him.

I had taken a long bubble bath and had some wine.

I was now pacing my bedroom floor debating on telling someone about the phone call I took.

I knew it wasn't anyone in our family or I would have known them. I grew up with these guys.

"You ready yet?" Jacob called up the stairs.

"No!" I shouted back.

I wanted to get back to Em, but I needed to vent.

I picked up my phone and dialed Esme.

"Hey girl."

"Es, I need to tell you something."

"Oh my God, is Emmett okay?" She asked in a panicked tone.

"Yes, I mean he's the same, but something happened before he got shot." I whispered into the phone not wanting Jacob to overhear.

"Well what is it?"

"I answered his phone one night because I don't know, maybe I was paranoid or insecure or whatever, but it was some guy who got fresh and said to tell Emmett he had what he needed. I forgot to tell him about it." I confessed to her on the verge of tears.

"Who was it?"

"I don't know!" I cried out. "It wasn't anyone in our family. I'm afraid it may have something to do with him getting shot. I'm so scared. What if this is all my fault?"

"It's not your fault. You need to call Edward. Let him deal with it. If it is who is behind this, they'll get him. You should have told someone sooner."

"I know. I forgot, then I was so worried, and now I feel bad. What if I could have prevented this?"

I continued to pace the floor when I heard Esme sigh.

"Something like this would have happened sooner or later. That's the life we live. Let's just pray he gets better. Call Edward."

"That's just what I want to do. Okay. I'm going to now. I'll talk to you later. I'm about to head back to the hospital." I groaned.

"See you later. Everything will be okay."

"I hope so. Bye."

I poured myself another glass of wine and dialed Edward's number.

"What's up?"

"Edward, I have to tell you something." I started, sipping my wine.

"Is it Em? What the fuck is it?" He growled.

"Emmett's the same. I answered his phone the other night, and I forgot to tell him about it. Now I think it may have something to do with the shooting."

"Why the hell did you answer his phone?"

"I don't have a good reason, but I did it anyway."

"Tell me exactly what was said."

I replayed the conversation for him.

"I'll look into it." He hung up.

I was dabbing at my eyes with a tissue when Jacob knocked on the door.

"You okay?" He asked from the other side of the door.

"Yea, you can come in."

He opened the door and stuck his head in, taking in my appearance.

I had on red yoga pants with a matching jacket and my hair was thrown up in a messy bun. I never went out looking like this. I was so worried about Emmett and everything else going on I didn't care how I looked.

"I know. I look horrible. I don't care." I sniveled.

"Na, you look good. You always do." Jacob said giving me a small smile.

"Thanks. I just can't seem to stop crying. I'm so worried and I think I could have prevented this."

Jacob's forehead creased and he crossed the room, wrapping me in his arms.

"It's okay. None of this is your fault. You know what kind of life this is. He will be okay. You will be okay. It's okay to cry. I'm here for you." He spoke softly in my ear.

"Thank you."

I felt safe in his embrace, like everything else melted away. I had spent all my free time with him, and he had really become like my best friend. I was thankful to have him to lean on in my time of need.

"I should get you back to the hospital." Jacob broke away from me.

"Yea. Let me grab my bag."

"Already got it." He swooped down and picked my bag up and walked out of the room.

I followed behind him enjoying the view.

I was a horrible person.

My fiancé was lying in a coma and I was watching my bodyguard's ass.

What the hell was wrong with me?

Edward's POV

Just what I needed, more drama.

I had enough going on in my life with work and school. I was running all Em's slack and keeping up appearances for the fucking feds. Isabella was all kinds of fucking emotional over her dad knocking up the Denali skank. I was just waiting for Frank and Renee's reactions. That shit was going to be priceless. I might even record that shit.

Doesn't matter what he thinks anyway because he and Renee are going to die soon.

I was debating on Charlie's fate.

He was a major liability to my family, but I didn't want to hurt Isabella.

Maybe I could let Frank live long enough to kill him then I wouldn't be connected to his murder in any way.

Isabella doesn't like Kate, but she is all happy and rainbows and sunshine over getting a sibling because she didn't have any growing up. Like she is going to be in the floor playing dolls with this kid.

She's almost eighteen and once her birthday hits I plan on her being on my dick constantly, she won't have time for any babies besides our own, which won't be for a long time.

I couldn't believe Rosalie hadn't told me about the call sooner. I had my computer whiz running through his phone calls to find the person who was on the other line. I didn't know what my brother was caught up in or with whom. I did know he was in a coma because some motherfucker felt like dying by fucking with my family.

I would hunt down whoever and bring them immense pain.

My phone dinged letting me know I had an email.

It was from my boy.

I read it quickly, nothing but a name and address.

Jason Green.

Who the fuck was he?

I was about to find out.

A little while later I pulled up in front of an old abandoned warehouse.

Thankfully it wasn't near any of ours. The smell outside of the building was horrid.

Other than the two raggedy ass cars parked next to it, there was no sign of life for several blocks.

I crept around the side finding shadows to stand in.

A few minutes later a guy and a girl came out. They stood next to one of the cars making small talk while they smoked.

"So Jess is having a party at her parents' lakehouse this weekend. You going?" The guy asked.

"I might. I thought maybe Jason would take me out or something romantic for our anniversary."

Blah, blah, blah.

"Good luck with that. He doesn't ever want to leave his lab." The guy laughed.

Lab? Like fucking meth?

What the fuck was Emmett messing with?

"I know. You're right. He makes a lot of money. I shouldn't complain."

My family moved a lot of narcotics, but we didn't touch meth. It was a nasty drug and carried way too many complications.

Eventually the guy left and the girl went back inside.

I waited a little while longer to see if Jason would come out. I really didn't want to go inside the fucking lab. I would have to burn my suit, and I wasn't taking that shit around the women in my family.

The girl and a different guy came outside.

"Can we please go?" She pleaded with him tying her brown up on top of her head.

I assumed she was pleading with the man I was looking for.

"I can't. I have too much going on. You can go. Have fun." He said running his arm around her waist.

"Jason, you never do anything with me."

He rolled his eyes and pushed away from her.

"I do everything for you. What do you think pays the bills? The money I earn from this shit!"

"I know. I'll call Jess and tell her I'll be there. I won't stay long though."

"Alright." He said kissing her quickly before she went back inside.

I waited until I heard the door close before I quickly made my way up to Jason. He was looking down to light another cigarette when I pistol whipped the fuck out of his head.

He tried to fight back, but I shoved my barrel in his throat and pushed him against the car.

"Jason Green?"

"Yea..." He croaked out.

"What did you have Em needed?"

His eyes widen as he realized who I was.

"I do- don't discuss... his business."

"Yea, you're going to. He's in a fucking coma! Now tell me!" I growled driving my barrel deeper into his throat.

"Okay, okay." He choked out. I pulled my barrel back slightly giving him more reign to talk.

"I didn't have nothing to do with that. I don't have big business with your brother. I just supplied what he used." He threw his hands up.

"Used?" I knitted my brows together.

"Emmett Cullen likes to have a good time. Meth will keep you up for days on end, way better than coke man. Want a free sample?" He grinned at me.

I hit him in the teeth with the butt of my gun.

"Don't even try to spit that shit at me. I'm going to leave you alive just so you can pass this message on. If you or anyone else sells any of that shit to anyone in my family or anyone in my clubs, or neighborhoods, I will find them and kill them as slowly as possible."

He nodded violently holding onto his bleeding mouth.

I got in my car and left.

I couldn't believe this shit.

To top it off, I couldn't ask Emmett about it until he woke up, if he woke up.

I know we've all had a lot of stress on us, but I can't believe my own brother would be stupid enough to get caught up in that shit. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Isabella's POV

I stood in the doorway watching my dad watch a game. He stared at the television intently like he could control how his team played. We hadn't talked much this week. I was working through my feelings about Kate and the baby. She had been around some. I didn't like her being in my house, and I know it drove Edward crazy.

I was excited to be getting a sibling, but couldn't it have been with anyone else besides a Denali?

Did my dad even know what he was getting into?

Things would only be more dramatic when my mom found out.

I would be at Edward's whenever that took place.

I was standing there watching my dad trying to work up the nerve to talk to him about some things. How could I go about discussing Frank and his shit without giving away information about the man I loved?

"Dad, can we talk?"

He looked up at me smiling while he muted the tv.

"Sure kiddo."

I walked over and sat down on the end of the couch closest to him.

"What do you know about Kate?"

"I know I love her. She is younger than me, but age is just a number right? Do you have a problem with it?" He looked at me apprehensively.

"The age isn't a big deal, no. Her being my future stepsister and stepmom is Jerry Springerish... but what I'm getting at is, what do you know about her family? How did they react to the big news." I put my hand up and wiggled my news showing my excitement.

"What are you getting at, Bells?" He eyed me suspiciously.

"What do you know about Frank?"

He sucked his teeth.

"What do you know about Frank?" He asked back.

"He isn't a good man, and you're breeding with his offspring." I raised my eyebrows.

"That's not a nice way to speak about Kate. I really do love her, Bells. She makes me happy."

"You still didn't answer my question."

"I know the same as you."

"When are you going to tell her family?"

"Soon. She doesn't think her father will approve."

"I don't see that happening either." I replied.

"We'll prepare for the worst and hope for the best." He clasped his hands together.

"You should pray for the best."

Could he really not know who his ex wife was with? How could he not know Frank was a criminal? Now he was going to be his father-in-law.

Was my father that stupid?

No, he was not.

"Dad, let's stop playing this game. You have to know more about Frank that you've let on. You know he is a criminal."

He looked taken aback at my outburst.

"How do you know this?" He countered.

"I just do. So really, how do you think he is going to react when he fights out about all of this between you and Kate?"

He ran his hands through his hair and sighed.

"I don't know. Everything has gotten so out of hand. I know you're around some unsavory characters, but I'm not going to push that right now. I've seen the way Edward looks at you. It's very intense; however, I don't doubt he would protect you at all costs. I'm not going to discuss details with you, but let's try this. We'll talk on a need to know basis?"

I watched him, searching his face for any hint to what he might be thinking before finally agreeing.

"Okay. Need to know." I stood up. "Oh, I won't be there when you tell Renee and Frank."

He shook his head and turned the volume of his game on.

I seriously needed a drink and to talk to Edward.

I looked at the Mercedes sitting in the driveway. I hadn't driven it and I didn't plan on it. It was a very expensive lawn decoration.

Edward's ringtone caught my attention.

"Hey." I answered with a smile.

"I'm coming to get you. Say whatever you need to, I want you to stay with me tonight."

"Sounds good to me. Dad and I had an interesting little conversation. I'll fill you in later. How long do I have to get ready?"

"I'll be there in fifteen. Love you."

"Love you." I hung up and quickly threw some clothes in a bag and went downstairs to wait for Edward.

"Where are you going?" My dad eyed my bag on his way to the kitchen.

"I'm going out with Edward and then to spend the night with Esme." I smiled at him.

"Mmm hmm. Staying in the city at the apartment?" He inclined his head.

"Dad-"

"Save it. I told you I knew you had a mature relationship. Just be careful. I don't want you to make a mistake you'll regret."

"I'm very careful. I promise. I learned from your mistakes." I said sweetly.

Edward knocked on the door, and I opened it quickly to break the awkward tension between my father and I.

"Hi, doll." He grinned at me.

"I'm glad you're here." I whispered.

"Hello Edward." My dad spoke gruffly.

"Chief Swan."

"Take care of my baby." My dad said with a serious tone.

"With my life, sir."

"You kids have a good night. Stay out of the clubs."

"Yes, dad." I called over my shoulder on my way out the door.

"Can we grab some food on the way? I'm starving." I asked fastening my seatbelt as Edward sped down the road.

"Yea. So tell me about your talk with your dad." I filled him in for the rest of the ride.

"Even your daddy knows I'm a bad motherfucker." He joked.

"Yea, yea. Whatever. How was your day?"

He pinched the bridge of his nose and briefly closed his eyes before beginning to tell me about Rose calling and his visit to some guy named Jason.

"To be sure the guy wasn't talking trash, I had Carlisle drug test Emmett. He came back positive for coke and meth. I just can't believe he is that stupid. He has a lot of explaining to do when he wakes up. I haven't even told my parents yet. I don't want to worry them more than they already are."

"What can I do to help?" I asked rubbing his shoulder.

"Be near me. There is a lot going on and just being close to you calms me."

"Same here." I kissed his cheek.

We spent the rest of the night eating and watching tv. It was nice to escape our hectic life for one night. Lord knows we needed it. I wasn't ready to face everything I knew was coming.