La Donna e Il Dottore

Chapter Four

So, thank you to everyone who read my story for the Godfather of All Writing Contests. I'm so thrilled with the outcome and the stories submitted were nothing short of awesome! So well written! I've decided to expand this. It'll probably be a novella, not a full-length fic, similar to Mechanics and Mistletoe or A Thin Line Between Love and Hate. I'm rereading my submission to see where things will be going. Thank you for reading and supporting me!

Up next will be their date to Safeco Field, and maybe some lemony fun after the date. We're also going to have some drama to force Bella's hand ... There will be some violence. You've been warned.

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Chapter Four

Emmett and Jasper were grumbling, pissed off at their boss's daughter. Well, Jasper was pissed off, while Emmett was trying to appease her. Bella called, demanding the use of the family's box at Safeco Field for the Mariner's game that evening. That was possibly one of the worst ideas since the Wolf Pack had a stronghold near the field in the form of an underground club, used as a hub for their control in Seattle, with a den of drugs, sex, violence and debauchery. It was an unwritten rule that the Swan Family wouldn't encroach on their territory. Too many possibilities of being attacked, too many uncertainties.

"I swear to God, that if I didn't love Bella like a damned sister," Jasper snapped, pinching his nose in aggravation and glowering at the computer screen. He shook his angrily, staring at the map surrounding Safeco Field, deep in Wolf Pack territory. "We're fucked, Emmett."

"We're not fucked. I had some of our guys on the street do some recon for us," Emmett answered, his fingers flying over his laptop keyboard as he confirmed orders for the clubs despite their being closed for a few days to prevent any further retaliation from the Wolf Pack. "As far we know, the club is closed tonight, per Charlie and Harry. We should be safe."

"Should be safe and actually being safe are two entirely different things," Jasper said, scrubbing his face. "I don't know if my heart can take all of this stress. I'm too young to die, Emmett."

"We're all too young die. And too handsome," Emmett snickered, waggling his brows cheekily. Jasper rolled his eyes. "Will you be positive for once in your miserable existence?"

"I'm positive we're fucked," Jasper snorted. "Better?"

"No," Emmett retorted, rolling his eyes. "We'll have at least four guys in the stadium and another ten surrounding the field, in the streets. They'll be discreet, fucker."

Jasper shot Emmett a glower, who continued smiling like an idiot. "Discreet my ass. Will Edward or Bella drive themselves?" Jasper asked.

"Seth is already going as their driver under Harry and Charlie's behest," Emmett answered. "Whatever that fucking means. Seriously, though, when was the last time Bella went out on a date? When was the last time we saw her happy?"

"Never," Jasper shrugged. "Well, not for as long as I been in the organization."

"Which is how long?"

"Shortly after Bella's ..." Jasper vaguely gestured to his face. "A friend of mine referred me to Charlie. He was a 'buyer' for Charlie and was impressed with my street cred. Also, with my history of being in the military and knowing guns, bombs and such, Charlie was so anxious to have me join his crew. But, I started at entry level, working my way to his inner circle within a year. Alice sold Charlie on me after we got together shortly after I joined the organization."