Chapter 11

Ooohh...theyre back!

Read to find out what happens!

(It's Edward's 1st doctors at the door, btw)

Dr. Mackenzie grinned. He was missing a tooth.

Probably from me, Edward thought, not letting a sour grin escape his lips. He held his face still and cold. "What can I do for you?" he asked hautily.

Dr. Vedelago grimaced and said, "Edward. You have to come back."

"No, Doctors, I can't and I'm not. Sure, I'm here doing the same thing you would have wanted me to do, but I like the people I'm with." He replied.

Carlisle appeared behind Edward and put his hand on the boy's shoulder. "What are you doing here?" He said quietly, but you could hear the anger bubbling beneath his collected complexion. "You are not welcome." His voice was a tad louder this time.

Dr. Vedelago spoke next. "We want our creation back."

Edward winced. "Your creation?" he fumed, "YOUR CREATION!!!!!?????? I AM HUMAN YOU KNOW!!!!!"

The doctors were taken aback at Edwards outburst. He stood there, fists clenched and eyes bloodshot. "Don't you get it? I ran away to get away from you. And you know what that means? I don't want to come back! I was just starting to enjoy myself!"

Dr. MacKenzie smiled. Edward saw the hole where the tooth should have been again. "Fine, boy. It wasn't extremely important that you return. We were offering."

"It didn't sound like it to me." Added Carlisle. Now Emmett and Rosalie came up behind Edward and Carlisle. The Doctors looked taken aback. Emmett flexed his humongous biceps and Rosalie grinned devilishly.

"We wanted to know if you wanted to work with a partner." Said Dr. Vedelago, increasingly agitated in the presence of Emmett (who, to anyone, would be a pretty terrifying sight, robotic parts or no robotic parts). "Jacob?" He motioned to the black sedan in the gravel driveway.

A shaggy black head peeked out of the door and was followed by a long, toned body. The boy, who looked about 16 years old, had basketball shorts on and was shirtless. His abs were stunning and his biceps were sinewy (strong, but not bulging like Emmett's). He flicked his black hair off his face and smiled. Only his left had was artificial.

"Hi, all." he rumbled, with a deep, calming voice as he walked up the pathway to the house.

Edward gaped. PARTNER???!!!! he thought to himself. He looked down at his own body, which was much more metallic than Jacob's.

Rosalie whistled, and Emmett frowned. This boy was HOT.

"Um, I'm Jacob. Mark, where are we?" he asked Dr. MacKenzie (who, apparently, had the same name as Edward's father: Mark).

"A little north of Sault Ste. Marie (A/N: To all you Americans, it's pronounced "Soo Saint Marie") in a town called Searchmont." replied Dr. MacKenzie. Jacob blinked. To Edward it looked like he was storing that info in his mind for later use.

Carlisle looked appalled. "Sorry, but you have to leave." He looked worried that the NSG knew about the CEA's location.

Jacob locked eyes with Edward. His eyes were deep brown, almost black. Edward felt sick. Jacob turned away, grinning. He nimbly leapt onto the top of the shiny black car and hopped in the open sun roof.

"Well, thank you Carlisle. Just remember. Charles is ours." Dr. Vedelago turned sharply and followed Jacob to the car. Dr. MacKenzie followed.

As soon as the car had pulled out of the driveway, Carlisle went beserk.

"GET YOUR STUFF WE HAVE TO LEAVE!!" he screamed. Esme rushed in.

"Calm down, hon. It's okay." She rubbed his back. Edward cringed at yet another display of affection that he was not a part of.

"No, Esme, it's NOT! The NSG has found our HeadQuarters!" Emmett looked worried too.

"I'll go 'wake' Jasper and Alice." he snorted and rushed upstairs. The three of them came down quickly. Jasper and Alice kept giving fleeting looks to eachother.

"Pack the essentials. We have to go to our safe house. The National Spy Guard will track us down and kill us all. And I know for a fact that that boy Jacob is one hell of an agent." Carlisle said, looking at Edward and then at Emmett. "You two have to take him down."

The 7 inhabitants of the farm house in Searchmont took 45 minutes to pack their things. To Edward, that meant a chain necklace with a golden cross on it, some clean underwear, his GPS and a gun. Edward breathed in and stepped in front of the mirror. His face initially shocked him, but then Edward realized he didn't look as bad at he thought he would. One side of his face, from the chin to the cheekbone was smooth steel. His mouth was intact. His eyes were a piercing blue with greyish pupils. They looked strange but Edward realized it was because of his eyes, he was extremely valuable.

I bet Jacob doesn't have eyes like me, he thought to himself.

Edward trotted down the stairs. Everyone was already gathered in the kitchen. Rose had her Gucci purse clutched to her chest and Emmett had his arms around her. His sports duffel was slung over his massive shoulders. Alice had a blue backpack, Carlisle a shiny, black, rolling suitcase and Esme had a yellow oversized purse. Jasper had his arms around Alice as well but he was not carrying anyting.

Esme tossed a small black backpack to Edward and he hastily stuffed his clothes into it.

The family piled into a silver Yukon Denali hidden in the decrepit garage. It had tinted windows and a built-in cooler filled with Esme's lemonade and some frozen lasagna. Carlisle revved the smooth engine as he put the car into reverse. It was pitch-dark by now.

The car drove through the night. Everyone slept except for Carlisle, who was clutching the wheel so tightly his knuckles were turning white. Esme, at about the 7 hour mark, had to plant a kiss on his lips to make him less tense. He blinked and conintued staring ahead at the remote, Northern Ontario roads.

They drove for 13 hours. Edward was squashed in the bench seat at the back of the car and had to endure about an hours worth of making out from Emmett and Rosalie beside him. Alice and Jasper sat in the bucket seats in the 2nd row of the car, simply with their fingers entwined across the aisle.

The truck pulled into the remote town of Gold Rock, Ontario. There was a scattering of houses, a general store, and a roadside diner, and that was it. Gold Rock was about as remote as you could get in Ontario.

15 minutes outside of town the car drove up the driveway of a medium-sized, well-kept farmhouse. The truck was shut off and the group dragged themselves out of it. Carlisle, eyes drooping, fished for a key in his pocket and opened the squeaky door.

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