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"You don't shit where you eat. And you really don't shit where I eat."
~~ Tony Soprano
Previously...
I reached out for Esme's elbow as the familiar sound of bullets buzzed through the air. Bottles on the shelves behind shattered and exploded, raining glass down on us. I hit the floor pulling Esme down with me while Aro pushed Isabella towards the ground while pulling his gun out. He shouted at us to get out of the way. He and Santiago retuned fire and we scuttled around the side of the bar.
The music was still blaring and screams filled the room. Isabella was white as a ghost, scared sober.
"Ouch." Esme whispered grabbing her stomach.
"What's wrong?"
"I-I think I got hit." She said looking up at me. Tears brimmed her eyes and her lip quivered.
Isabella's POV
The smell of gun smoke hung in the air mixed with her perfume. I could feel the thump of the music, but I heard nothing. I would have thought I would have felt bile rise up in my throat, but I only felt pure unadulterated anger. I was thrust into this life and now I will act accordingly I thought watching the blood spread on her lilac dress.
"Esme, where's your gun?" I stuttered out while Rosalie grabbed a dish towel off the counter and held it to her stomach.
"In there." She pointed weakly to her purse a couple of feet away.
"What are you thinking about?" Rosalie cut her eyes at me.
"I'm tired of having to be rescued? Aren't you?" I hissed out pulling the pistol out. It felt heavy in my hands and the lights glinted off the chrome. I had no idea where Edward was and we only had Aro and Santiago with us downstairs. Gun shots still echoed through the club.
With trembling hands, I peeked over the counter and saw a group of guys standing in front of the door. I wasn't sure how to aim so I pointed and squeezed the trigger. The backlash from the first shot startled me out of my haze, and I kept pulling the trigger until there were no bullets left.
"Get down!" Aro yelled not looking at me.
"Is sh-she gonna be okay?" I asked tossing the gun back in Esme's bag.
"Of course. We're tough stock." Rosalie replied shakily.
I held Esme's hand and tried not to think about all the blood. Blood made me queasy. Rosalie held the rag on her and whispered soothing things as we heard shots coming from upstairs. Half the club had ran out the doors the first chance they got. These guys were here for my family.
I glanced up and saw Edward at the edge of the balcony firing shot after shot, picking the guys off like coke cans. His cousin, Blaze, appeared with a big ass looking gun and started shouting in Italian before spraying the remaining guys with lead. What seemed like an eternity later, but was actually only a couple of minutes, the room was quiet.
The music turned off, the big lights turned on, the crowd gone.
Edward raced down the stairs and wrapped me in his arms. He kissed my temple and then let me go as Aro came around the corner and saw Esme.
He sucked his teeth, trying to hold his anger back because taking care of her was his first priority.
Aro said nothing scooping her up and rushing away with her. Blood dripping down behind them leaving the equivalent of the mafia bread crumb trail.
"Where is he taking her?" I asked as Edward pulled me behind him.
"Clean this shit up! Burn the place down!" Edward shouted to the men appearing from everywhere.
"Edward!"
"We'll talk in the car. We have to get out of here. Now."
I nodded and followed him. I didn't know where we were going or what happened to Rosalie. I knew Mary Alice left with Carlisle earlier. I was scared for Esme. She looked pale, and I knew she was losing a lot of blood.
I didn't think I could stand to lose another person close to me.
Carlisle's POV
I internally sighed as I walked passed a hall full of made men into Esme's hospital room. Her parents, Edward, Aro, Isabella, and Rosalie were quiet. Strangely, Emmett was missing. I had convinced Mary Alice to stay home with Mallory and come in the morning with things were more stable.
Esme was sleeping due to the pain medication and I needed to talk to Aro alone.
"Come aspetto ha?" (How does she look?) Emmettino stepped forward.
"She will recover just fine. Clean shot all the way through, missed all of her vital organs."
"Grazie Gesù!" (Thank Jesus!) Mrs. Cullen said.
"She needs plenty of rest and can go home in a couple of days. I want to keep a close eye on her to be on the safe side."
"Thank you, Carlisle." Emmettino shook my hand and returned to talk to Edward. I'm sure there was plenty to be done to cover everything up and hunt down anyone left that had anything to do with the whole fiasco.
I silently thanked God for my wife and me leaving when we did.
"Aro, come with me." I requested quietly. Edward watched me, and I shook my head slightly.
"Yea." Aro stood up after kissing Esme's temple before following me out. "Something wrong?"
"I just need to talk to you about something. Let's go to my office."
Our footsteps echoed through the halls. I stepped in my office and held the door waiting for Aro to pass through before closing it.
"What's going on?" Aro asked me confused. "Is this about my sister?"
"No, but you may want to say that when you leave this room."
I sat behind my desk and motioned for him to take a chair.
"Esme will be fine. She will make a full recovery, but-"
"But what?!"
"Did you know she was pregnant?"
Aro sucked in a deep breath and his eyes shone with unshed tears.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" He asked hoarsely.
"The tests don't lie. I didn't think I should mention in front of Emmettino that his unwed daughter was pregnant. Due to the stress, chances are high that she will miscarry."
"Oh my God! Jesus fucking Christ." Aro leaned over with his face in his hands. "We got married. Back when we went to Vegas. I love her so much, and I didn't want to wait. We were keeping it a secret for now. Tell everyone after the big wedding, maybe."
So he got pissed at me for marrying his sister in secret, but he was off doing the same thing?
"I'm sorry. Once Esme is awake, and I have a chance to talk to her alone, I will."
"How- how far along is she?" He gulped.
"Around five weeks. That's why I asked if you knew yet."
"If she did, no she would have told me. We tell each other every thing."
"That could be dangerous in this life."
He shook his head and stood up.
"One more thing before you go. As I said before, you can say we were talking about Mary Alice. I'm sure they will ask."
"Thanks."
"Yea, will you send Edward down here? Alone."
He nodded and left the room.
I noticed that the morning was creeping up so I text Mary Alice that I loved her and that her bodyguard would bring her to see Esme whenever she was ready. I knew she would have to arrange for someone to sit with the principessa. Hey mother or Jane would come without hesitation.
I straightened out the paperwork and closed all the folders in between text messages.
Edward knocked on the door before letting himself in.
"What's up?"
"I need to slip out for a while. The guys called for me. Kate is in labor."
"Call me when it's done."
"Of course."
"Anything else?"
"What do you plan to do with the baby?"
He glanced at his phone and looked back up at me with a serious look etched on his face.
"I'm going to give it to my girl," he said, "Unless she doesn't want it."
"And if she doesn't?"
"I don't doubt for a moment she wouldn't, but if so I'll make other plans. I would never hurt a baby."
"Who do you think was responsible for tonight?"
"We 've eradicated most of our enemies. That leaves Martin's stupid ass looking for revenge over his daughter or whatever the fuck else, or someone from Denali's old camp trying to build back up. We'll know by the end of the day, and it will be dealt with. Martin is mine personally."
"Where is Emmett?"
"I have no fucking idea! He is off the fucking charts with his shit. I'm going to hunt him down soon. My father has to do something about him. Detox the old school way doesn't work with new school drugs."
"Let me know what I can do. Now, I have a baby to deliver."
Edward nodded and left.
Mallory was a few months old now, and I was ready for my next bambino to be on the way. I've always been a selfish person, I own that. But seeing Mary Alice as the mother of my bambino ,and the way Mallory had became the center of my life makes me want more. I wanted some sons.
I grabbed my jacket and bag and left on my way to Kate