No Way Out
Edward left Bella and never came back, Victoria never came after her, but a monster of the mortal kind did. Now Bella is an NCIS agent trying to solve the most difficult case of her career.
13. Chapter 13
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I woke up in a strange bed, very confused. I opened my eyes and looked at my surroundings and saw a tray with a bowl of cereal, coffee, and a note. Upon further inspection I found that the note was from Edward telling me that he’d had to go out to the store to pick up more suitable food for housing a human and that he hoped I wouldn’t wake up, but if I did he would be back in no more than ten minutes at which point I could feel free to yell at him about the bed. I laughed and decided to get dressed. I entered the closet in search of clothing that would be suitable for work and found that I had been wrong in my estimates of what Alice had purchased me the previous evening, it was twice that amount. Furthermore there were several boxes containing designer bags and shoes with names that I couldn’t pronounce. I grabbed the least offensive of the clothing items and the plainest looking bag and got ready for work. I threw my hair up into a pony tail and exited the closet walking straight into Edward’s chest.
“Good morning sleepy head,” He grinned at me and I knew there was only one thing that could make him grin like that.
“Oh god, what did I say?” He laughed and pulled me closer to him leading me to the bed.
“Oh, nothing much, you said my name a few times just like you used to, but you also said ‘Tony, you’re and idiot’, and ‘McGee, why aren’t I in your next book?’Would you care to explain that last one?”
I groaned, “McGee is a popular mystery author. He’s working on his third book, but he had most of it done before I joined the team and I’m not in it. Of course with what happened the last time he wrote a book, I’m quite glad I’m not in it. Still when I first heard that everyone but me was in the book I was hurt. It’s actually a joke around the office now, about how after this next release I’m going to be the only member of the team left.”
“Ah, I see. So, should I brace myself against something?”
“Last night you were quite angry about the presence of a bed in my room.”
“Oh right,” I began, “Well, it was the best night of sleep I’ve had in quite some time, so I’ve decided to let that slide, however I have something else I need to ream you out about.”
“Which would be?”
“The rather large assortment of designer garb that has seemed to make its way into your closet. Now normally I would just blame Alice, but the boxes all seem to be addressed to you.” I glared at him waiting for an answer.
He just laughed, “Bella, I’ve been unable to spoil you for a very long time, consider it a few years worth of Christmas and Birthday presents.”
I grimaced, “Nice try Edward, but I believe you’re forgetting the fact that you were always under explicate orders not to buy me anything for any occasion. And even if you were allowed to get me presents you’ve overshot any reasonable price range by about twenty years worth of gift giving occasions.”
“Not really,” He said with laughter in his eyes, “There’s one bag for every birthday, one pair of shoes for every Christmas, then there’s a necklace for each of the graduations I missed as well as a congratulations on your new job present, and earrings or a bracelet for each Valentine’s Day, so you see I didn’t overshoot at all.”
I just stared at him trying to figure out if he could possibly be for real or if this was some sick joke. I hadn’t even noticed the jewelry! “You know what? I’m not even going to try to talk reason into you, but you should know that you have a twenty dollar budget until further notice for all gift giving occasions. And you can’t cheat by putting it into the stock market, got it?”
“Yes ma’am. So what’s on the agenda today?”
“Well, I don’t know what you’re doing, but I am already pushing it to making it to my desk on time.”
Edward frowned but didn’t say anything as I finished getting ready for the day and left the Cullen house. I managed to slide into my desk twenty seconds before Gibbs came by giving out orders. Not that we could do much with the lack of leads that we had. He sent Ziva and I to check out the archives available on Victoria’s case in the hopes that we could come up with some reason for someone to use her fingerprints in a murder.
I grabbed my new bag and got into the car. Everyone else was seriously frightened by Ziva’s driving, but I didn’t have a problem with it. At least she usually kept it under 100mph, unlike some people I knew. As we were stuck in traffic Ziva looked at my bag, “Is that the Prada Vitello Daino Tote?”
“Errr yes?” I answered. She was far more likely to know about these things than I was.
“Bella how on earth can you afford that bag? It retails for well over 1,500 dollars!”
Think fast Swan, “Dead family friend.” Well, technically it wasn’t a lie. The key when dealing with Ziva was to toe the line between a bald-faced lie and the truth.
She looked shocked, “Oh Bella, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked.”
I smiled, “Don’t worry about it,” I said. “We haven’t been close for quite a few years, but he doesn’t have any children or other living relatives, so I inherited quite a bit from him. I splurged a bit the other night so…”
“Funny, I never knew you were into the fashion scene.”
“I’m really not, but his will was quite specific on how I was supposed to spend the money. I have to spend a decent percentage of it on frivolous fashion purchases. I just went online and ordered some ridiculously expensive things that are still somewhat useful. I’m just trying to follow orders.” She nodded like she believed me, and I had to hold in a relieved sigh.
We pulled up outside of the building that housed the documents we needed went inside and got to work. We’d been at it for a good three hours when I heard a sharp intake of breath from Ziva and I hurried over to see what she’d found, and I was appropriately stunned.
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