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Assassin 3655971; Chapter 4

"Ladies and gentleman, Izzy's back," I murmured to myself as I took the stairs two at a time.

"Hi Bella!" Alice chirped as she passed me on the stairs.

Wait, when did she get back? I turned to see her give me a knowing grin, Jasper right in front of her.

What the fuck? I'm lost...

"What-?" I started.

"Don't ask, honey, you'll just confuse yourself." Esme patted my shoulder, coming from behind me. I spun around just in time to see Carlisle jumping through the hallway window in front of me.

I cocked my head to the side and raised an eyebrow.

He slowly stood from the crouch he was in with a sheepish expression on his face.

"Sorry," He muttered with a guilty grin on his face, slinking past me.

"Oh, don't apologize to me, apologize to them. It's their secret, not mine." I held up my hands and giggled along with both Alice and Esme.

I continued back to my (and Edward's) room, throwing open the door, shutting and locking it behind me. It at least gave the illusion of privacy.

The golden satin sheets that normally were strangely comforting to me, disgusted me.

I sat on the edge of the bed and took off my boots and let them fall to the floor with a thump. My black ankle hose followed.

The shrill ring of my cell phone, the one that I had thrown in my purse absentmindedly this morning, the one that I had back in Phoenix, made me jump.

I rolled over to the other side of the bed and grabbed the leather purse, finding the cell easily.

'Rafeal' it read.

"Good", I thought to myself, my lips curling into a smirk.

"Just the person I wanted to talk to." I said aloud.

"Really?" Rafeal said, politely disinterested.

"Yeah. I've decided." I told him, holding the phone between my ear and my shoulder as I pulled my hair down from my updo and ran my finger through it.

"And...?"

"I'll work for you. Under one condition."

"You and you're conditions." He muttered.

"We are not to tell anyone of this. You hear me?" My voice took on a dangerous edge, a threatening edge.

"Of course." He replied.

"Good. Give me the information."

I pulled a notebook out from the drawer next the bed, a pen out of my purse and wrote down everything he told me.

"I'm not going to start right away. I have some things I need to clear up here first." I informed him.

"That's okay, I'm just glad I don't have to find someone else. You are the best, after all."

"Of course." I chuckled, then snapped the phone shut. I was done with that conversation. Now to move onto another...

"Emmett!" I called. Though, really, I could have whispered it... oh well.

Emmett came running up the stairs, black curls bouncing, grin large.

"Yeah?" He plopped himself next to me on the bed and it squeaked under his weight.
"I'm bored." I said.

"You're always bored." He rolled his eyes.

It was true, but...

I leaned closer to him, running my hand down the buttons of his shirt, "Not always," I purred into his ear.

"Really?" He grinned, his eyes slightly dazed as he pulled me closer.

"No," I scoffed, pulling away from him. I caught his disappointed glance, then smirked and winked at him.

"Maybe not always..." I allowed, grinned at him

"Good," He grinned, sliding closer to me on the bed.

"So, what's up?" I asked, leaning against his shoulder.

"Nuthin'." His Tennessee accent peeking through a bit.

"You have an accent." I stated.

"And the sky is blue." He grinned and I glared at him

"What? I thought we were stating the obvious...?" I rolled my eyes at him and slid away from him a bit, only to lay down and roll over so I was now on my stomach next to him. He mocked my movements and soon we were both facing the window, looking at towards the woods.

"It's kinda sexy," I told him, referring back to his accent. "And if you say that desk over there-" I pointed towards the corner-"I will hit you. Not that it'll do shit, but you'll get the point."

He just winked and then asked, "You really think so? Rosie hated it."

"'Rosie' is a bitch." I cocked an eyebrow, smiling slightly.

"And you aren't?" He joked.

"Oh, babycakes, I know I am." We both laughed, before I rolled over to sit up again. I was awfully restless tonight... day... er, evening, whatever.

"Whatcha' doin'?" He asked, once again copying my movements.

"I'm restless," I frowned, "Let's go say hey to Esme and Carlisle." I jumped up, and held out my hand for Emmett.

He didn't use my hand for the strength, just for the leverage. When he reached the end of the bed, he pulled me back down for a second. I landed with an 'oof' and he pulled me closer to lay a kiss on my lips.

I smiled slightly against his lips, and kissed him back, before he pushed us both us to our feet.

"C'mon, let's go." He said, almost breathless, pecking me once more. I nodded approvingly and he followed me out the plain, white door.

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