A/N Hi guys, so I've been trying to keep up with my updating, and so far its been going good, and I'm a little proud of that (yay!) Anyways, thank you to all who have stuck through with me, and I'll see you st the bottom of the page.

Chapter 17

I stared in disbelief and found myself whispering,"Th-that's impossible." Renee Dwyer died after I was born; she had been torn apart and burned in the car accident. She couldn't have been standing in front of me. It was simply impossible.

"You, out of all people Isabella, should know nothing is impossible." She smiled, making my skin crawl. I heard the click of a bullet sliding into place, Edward was no longer staring in shock but aiming at her.

"Where is Leah Clearwater?" He demanded glaring at her. The mention of Leah brought me back to why I was there—to my current priority. I re-adjusted the grip of my blade.

The woman in front of me took two steps to the right, getting closer to the hall that led to the kitchen.

"Ah, yes, business must come first I suppose. There's always time to chat later." She answered, as if she had not just risen from the dead and was talking about a kidnapped little girl. "As I'm sure you might know, I ask for something in place of the girl." She snapped her fingers; in entered a young man, he was cloaked, making it impossible to see his features. Over his shoulder slung, a small body, Leah.

"What do you want?" He spat.

Her features hardened, yet she still smiled. Seeming almost unreal, this couldn't be...couldn't be...my-my mother? Could it?

"I suggest a trade, one hostage," she looked at Leah and the young man set her on the floor at the feet of the woman, "for another." She finished looking up at us. Edward's jawline tightened. I could see him debating what to do. Suddenly, before I could say or do anything he nodded sharply. "Alright, I'll stay and Bella and Leah leave." He answered.

She grinned, looking at me, as if she had anticipated this happening. I couldn't let that happen. After the shock I finally found my voice. "No," I stated firmly, looking her in the eye, "I'll stay."

"Not a chance. I won't allow it." Edward growled. I looked at him, seeing a look of stubbornness settle on his face. He was not going to make this easy.

"I'm not asking. You will take Leah Clearwater and get her to safety. She is your objective; she is your priority." I sternly ordered.

"You can't order me Bella." He snapped, his eyes alive with fury and stubbornness. He seemed determined to get me out of here, unfortunately so was I.

"Sub-section C, under duties and protocols of second in command states that should the head be in a state in which he is incapable of acting clearly upon his duties, the second in line will be issued a temporary state of command." I recited a part of the stupid book I had to memorize.

"I am perfectly capable of acting as I should." He defended firmly, turning his head to look back at the woman with the child.

"You are too personally involved, to be on the case any further." I stated, "Therefore, I am taking over. You are to do as ordered, agent." I answered, projecting as much authority as I could muster. His jaw tightened even further, he would not budge unless I did something.

"I hate to break the tug of war up, but I do have a schedule to keep darlings." Renee stated, sounding amused.

"I'm not leaving her here with you. Bella grab Leah and go." Edward growled showing that he was more frustrated.

"You heard him Bella." She let my name roll off her tongue, mocking me. That's when I understood what she had planned, or at least I had an idea. If I was correct, there was no way in hell Edward could stay here.

"One minute. That's all I ask. One minute in private." I pleaded. She quirked an eyebrow, nodded, and stepped out of the room—through the front door. The young man picked Leah up following her.

"They're going to get away." Edward snapped furiously. He was upset that I disobeyed him.

"No, they're not. The whole reason they took her was to end up here. With this deal." I answered. I had to make him see he had to leave. "Edward, it's better that I go with her. You run a higher risk of getting hurt, where as I have a feeling she won't touch me, at least not yet. That gives you enough time to wait for Emmett and back up, to come and stop this." Edward lowered his gun, his brows knitted together worried.

He approached me, holstering his gun. I looked away, knowing the expression that would follow, making me cave in. He placed one hand on each of my cheeks and gently made me look at him. His eyes were pleading, "I can't let you go Bella, who knows what she could do to you. I won't let her harm you." He said searching my face. I shut my eyes, trying not to see his pleading face anymore.

"That would be nothing compared to what she has planned for you." I whispered, "I can't let that happen. Leah needs you; she is your objective." I forced each word out trying not to break down or give in.

His right thumb stroked my cheek, making me open my eyes. "Maybe," he whispered, "but you're my priority."

I sighed, fighting every emotion inside of me. "I'm sorry." I whispered. Before he could register what that meant, I grabbed the gun from his holster, stepped back, and aimed at him. He looked shocked. I cocked the gun; my body jumped with the hiccups I tried to swallow. "We've come to new terms of agreement." I shouted, my eyes never leaving him. He realized what I was doing, and fury poured onto his face. The door behind me swung open, "Edward takes Leah, and I stay with you." I stated.

"Bella, no." He growled furiously. I stepped back so that I was standing next to Renee.

"Drop the girl, and I walk with you." I spat out. Renee looked at me amused as she nodded at the young man. He set Leah down and walked out the door.

"Shall we, dear?" Renee asked as I choked down another hiccup.

Edward took a step forward, his intentions clear, "Eh, eh, not another move." I re-aimed his gun at him.

"Don't do this Bella." He pleaded. I took another stepped back, tears swimming in my eyes.

"I have to." I answered, taking another step back. I felt the wind hit my back. The day I return to Arizona, and it happens to be freezing. Oh the irony. I was almost out. He shook his head no. For the first time in my life, I saw Edward look desperate. I nodded, mouthing the words, "Because I love you." I stepped out to the porch, slamming the door shut as I did. I had seen that the lock had already been put in place. So when I closed it, the door automatically locked. I dropped the gun on the porch and ran out; a man grabbed my arm and shoved me into the back of a car. He pushed me to the middle and then climbed in himself. Sitting to the side of me, a gun on his lap.

"Well, I must say. I didn't think you'd end up getting your way." Renee smiled at me, sitting to the other side of me.

"Well, I must say, you're looking pretty good for a corpse." I mocked her, crossing my arms. I pinched my lips into a tight line and glared at the floor.

I heard a soft chuckle but didn't look up. I kept telling myself it was all a dream. No, a nightmare, but the pain in my chest told me this was actually happening. She was here, not 6 feet underground; and she had abandoned me. My jaw clenched causing me to shut my eyes in order to calm down. I sat there for what seemed like hours, jiggling and jumping along with the car. Before I knew it, the car came to a stop, and the door opened. I was yanked out by the man who was sitting beside me. Once out, he had a firm grip on my arm.

"Let me go!" I growled yanking my arm away. "I can manage on my own."

"If you try anything-" he began to threaten me.

"You shoot me." I snapped, "I know how these things work."

He eyed me warily before walking to the warehouse in front of us. I followed with two guards at my side, and Renee in front of me. They led me inside, down several corridors, winding, and turning until they stopped in front of a room. He opened the door, motioning for me to enter.

I walked in, head held high, and turned to watch them close the door shut. I heard the sliding of a latch. I was locked in. The room was empty except for a black couch pressed against the back wall. The entire room was white, without windows or exits. I knew that if I was in here for more than a couple of hours, I'd go insane. Silence and emptiness would surely get to me. I plopped down on the couch, might as well make myself comfortable, no use in wasting energy.

It wasn't even a minute when the door reopened, letting Renee in. I looked at her with a bored expression, not even bothering to get up. "Oh please do make yourself comfortable." She mocked.

I looked up at the ceiling, my lips pressed into a thin line, in an attempt to keep myself from going off on her.

"I know what you're thinking." She said leaning against the wall. I turned my head looking at her, raising my eyebrows in a challenging manner. "You want to know what happened, why I'm alive, and why I wasn't with you." She summed up my entire state of mind, of course I wouldn't let her know that.

"Actually I was thinking about chocolate chip mint ice cream, but since you bring that up, do entertain me with your life story." I answered flatly.

She frowned. My attitude getting to her, yet she continued anyway. "When I arrived at your grandmother's place, I was very hurt and angry. I was furious at how I was treated. I was innocent." She exclaimed, I rolled eyes and nodded.

"She helped me through my pregnancy, then finally you were born. I knew that if anyone found out where I was and that I had you...well I'd be doing you a favor by letting you go. I staged the car accident and my death, and then I was approached by these people. They took me in and helped me plan my revenge on the people that took everything away from me." She finished softly.

"If you were innocent, as you claim, why run? And what happened to Edward's parents?" I asked sitting up on the couch.

"When we were preparing for the mission, I had been running late, because I had been undergoing some tests. Then I was being cautious and acting funny, because I had just found out I was pregnant. I had planned to tell your father after the mission. But we were attacked, I worried about protecting you, didn't protect my weapon; the man took it and shot both Elizabeth and Edward with my gun." She explained her face hard to read, "I kicked the weapon out of his hand, when he ran I went after him. Then people jumped to conclusions and by then the whole situation had been staged to make me look like the culprit."

"And the leaking information?" I questioned crossing my arms.

"I was framed." She snapped. "Someone was trying to make me take the fall."

"And abandoning your only daughter was going to change that." I added sarcastically.

"I know it's hard for you to believe that I did this in your best interest but-" she began arguing.

"No!" I exclaimed standing up, "it's not hard for me to believe much nowadays. I can see straight through your bullshit." I stated crossing my arms and glaring at her. "Don't come at me with the victim role. You have been planning this since the day I was born. Whether you approached them or they approached you doesn't matter, what does matter is that you accepted and planned this. This," I raised my arms twirling them in a circle to emphasize the situation, "was never about me. The clues were directed at me, you knew I'd figure them out, but you also knew Edward would never let me come alone. He'd be at my side, and that's exactly what you wanted. So cut the bull! What the hell do you want with him!?" I growled.

She sneered at me, "My dear, I didn't expect you to inherit my keenness. I knew you would be of use to me the minute I saw your eyes." She smiled. "They were his eyes," she spat the word 'his', talking about my father pained her, "so I thought…If you grew up in a world that made you look at the bright side, sooner or later your grandmother would bite the dust, and you'd end up going to CSIS. Of course with the charm you grew to have, I knew you'd tame our greatest threat: Edward Cullen." She hissed. I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to strangle her.

"And you did!" She continued, laughing, "You accomplished reigning him in. All I had to do was bring you here, and you'd bring him to me. Then I get rid of him, and tada," She sang "Good bye CSIS's defense, and I get my revenge." She grinned.

"How did you know he would be a threat to you? For all we know he could have been a tech or combat leader." I shrugged.

She smiled, "It's in his blood dear, just like I knew you wouldn't fail me." She answered, making me want to kill her.

"You'll never get him," I growled. "He's too good."

"Everybody has their weakness," she said looking down at her phone, "and I have his right where I need it to be." She laughed heading to the door.

"If you hurt him, you'll wish you'd died in that car many years ago." I threatened my eyes watering.

She turned to look at me over her shoulder; her hand on the handle, "Oh honey, don't start something you won't finish." She smirked as she opened the door and walked out. I ran to the handle a second after I heard the latch close.

I sank to my knees, clutching fistfuls of my hair. Life would have been easier had she stayed dead or had she never had me. At least I would never have put Edward in danger. I paced the length of that room hundreds of times. Finally after what seemed like hours (I had no idea, I had no way of telling time), the sound of the latch rising startled me. I pressed myself against the wall next to the entrance, ready to attack and escape.

The door slowly opened. I waited until I heard someone step in, then I jumped out from behind the door, punching the guy in the face. I kicked him I'm the gut and tried to grab his gun. "Ow! What the hell was that for?" Emmett exclaimed.

"Emmett?!" I asked startled.

"Is this the thanks I get for saving your butt?" He asked rubbing his jaw.

"Emmett!" I shouted jumping on him and squeezing him in a tight hug. He hugged me back then pushed me away.

"Come on! We don't have a lot of time." He said handing me a pack of my knives. I nodded and grabbed them.

We ran into the corridor and maneuvered our way to what I hoped was an exit. Around many corners we were met with many guards, Emmett shot them down, while I covered his back. When we turned a right corner, we ran into Edward and Seth. "Bella!" They both shouted in unison. I hugged Seth first, then Edward. He pulled me into a tight hug, tighter than he'd ever done before.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm okay." I assured him softly, feeling happy again, then I remembered my conversation with Renee. "We have to go, now!" I urged heading down the hallway. The guys followed me, we entered a big empty room, the ground littered with dead, there were three corridors. I didn't know which way to go.

"This way." Edward directed, choosing the one on the left. We ran for about two more minutes before I finally saw the exit. We picked up our speed, bursting through the door, and out into the open air. Up ahead I saw dozens of cars and agents, all armed.

"Bella!" Alice shouted running out of a car. She ran to me and jumped up to hug me.

"Alice what are you doing here?" I asked in disbelief.

"I tagged along with the guys, planning missions, then I heard about you. I couldn't stay at the hotel." She cried into my ear. I winced but hugged her tight. We walked over to the rest of the crew. Jake approached me as he took off his bullet proof vest, blood dripping from a gash on his cheek.

"Bells." He said embracing me.

"Jake." I smiled, "What happened with the Jane thing?" I asked looking at him.

He shook his head, "Nothing. We scouted everywhere, then tried to talk to the person who reported Jane. There was no sign of them. It was all a distraction." He growled.

I had a terrible feeling, I looked behind me and spun in a circle. "Emmett!" I shouted at him as he walked toward a nearby car. I ran to him."Where's Edward?!" I asked frantically.

"Um, I saw him running back into the building, guess he forgot something." He shrugged. My eyes widen in horror, Renee's grin flashing through my mind, I began running back to the building. After about five steps, I was flying through the air. A huge explosion brought the whole building down. The blast sending me through the air and onto the floor. My ears were ringing, I opened my eyes and blurry people were running all over the place. I tried to sit up, my whole body aching, I could feel blood trickling down my ear. I propped myself up on one arm, the building ablaze. Everything was hazy, I couldn't focus.

I stood up, my head spinning, my thoughts finally stopped buzzing after a minute and I realized what had happened. I looked around me, frantically trying to find him. After scanning every face, I slowly turned stare at the fire. "EDWARD!" I shrieked.

I tried running into the building, but Jasper held me back. I struggled against him, trying to free myself from his grasp, tears streaming down my face.

"No, you can't go in there." Jasper pulled me into him.

"He's in there." I cried clutching his shirt.

"I know." He whispered, staring in disbelief at the inferno in front of him. He pressed me into him, patting my hair. I started to cry, at first quietly, then louder and louder. My body shook with each sob and then began the screaming. My legs buckled under me. Jasper slid to the floor with me, him grasping my head. Shushing me softly, tears marked his face, I unraveled myself in his arms.

"We have to put the fire out! I want everybody searching the area!" Jacob ordered. Every uninjured agent got to work. I stayed on the floor, in Jaspers arms. Renee's words repeating themselves in my head over and over again. Eventually I stopped screaming, my throat hoarse, and my lungs tired from rushing out so much air. Eventually I stopped sobbing, tears kept pouring out but no more sobs. Eventually, I stopped crying, my body was too tired and dehydrated to produce anymore tears. I simply stared into space.

After 3 hours of sitting in the floor, and the agents looking under every piece ash, the search finished. I heard footsteps to my right, then a shadow thrown against the concrete from the rising sun. "There is no sign of Edward, just many burned bodies." Garrett reported. That's when I stopped feeling. Someone's phone beeped, who's I didn't know or care, but I heard someone murmur "Merry Christmas."

...

I sat in a chair at my table simply staring at the steam rise and disappear from my coffee. My hands around the mug, its warmth not quite warming me up. The whole apartment was freezing, no matter how high I turned up the heater. I seemed to always be shivering and feeling cold to the bone. I heard the door behind me open, I jumped out of my seat, my heart beating rapidly, had it all been a giant misunderstanding?! Charlie stepped in, his eyes dark and sad. I sunk to the ground, hugging my knees. He closed the door behind him and sat down next to me on the floor, wrapping arm around me. "They held the ceremony in the garden." He whispered, kissing the side of my forehead. It had been 3 days after Arizona. I hadn't spoken a word since we had arrived in Seattle. I hadn't answered a single phone call or text, even when they were calling to tell me that Edward's memorial service was this evening.

I closed my eyes resting my head against his shoulder. The rain pounding against the glass windows. "Bells, you can't continue like this. You have to go back, and continue with your life." Charlie pleaded. This was nothing new, he was stating what everybody else had already had.

"He would have wanted you to. After all the work and effort you put to get where you are, he would have liked you to finish what you started." He whispered running his hand up and down my back soothingly. I bolted up straight. He probably thought I was rejecting his words, like I had done with everybody else, for he continued, "Bells, please. It wasn't your fault."

I stared at the wall in front of me rage running through me, "No, it wasn't." I finally spoke, my voice hoarse.

"Bells?" He asked startled.

"It was her fault." I growled, "And she will wish she was dead."

The End of Part 1

A/N So what'd y'all think? I broke it up into two parts mainly cause I learned from my previous story "Here we go again" I didn't like how I just suddenly changed the point of view, so I'm this story I'm trying something different. Its broken up into two parts, obviously part one was just Bella, but part two will be going back and forth between two character's point of views. It'll be every other chapter, I think its easier to just do it this way so its not as confusing. Anyway if you want to know who will be narrating the second part of the story, you'll have to read the following chapter. 'Til then my people.