Carlisle and entire Coven team was meeting with Alec, who had received the intel on Bella and Elizabeth. It had been confirmed that they were in Belize. Alec had done a wonderful job with the amount of intel he had collected. The Coven team was carefully going over each piece, making sure they knew every inch of the area. With the number of guard and the weaponry they had seen, they knew that it was not going to be easy.
Sean was worried about his love and their unborn child. As the team was talking about their plan, he knew he needed to let them know that Elizabeth was pregnant, because they would need to make sure they take a medical team with them, and they would need to have specialized medicine just in case.
“Team, I have a piece of information that I need to make you aware of.” Sean said.
“What is it, Sean?” Jasper asked.
“Well… you see…” Sean stuttered, taking in a deep cleansing breath. “Elizabeth is pregnant.”
Jasper’s head whipped around. Elizabeth was pregnant, holy shit. “How far along is she?”
“I don’t know. She didn’t get the chance to tell me about the baby.”
Emmett forehead wrinkled and he had a confused look. “Then how do you know she is pregnant; I mean, I thought there was type of test or something. Am I wrong?”
Sean stared at Emmett. Here was a man who one of the most deadliest motherfuckers he had ever seen, and yet he didn’t know anything about a baby. He had seen Emmett kill a man in the most horrific way ever thought of, and he did it with a dimpled grin on his face. “Emmett, I found the pregnancy test in her luggage.”
“Oh,” Emmett said.
“Congrats, Sean. Elizabeth is a wonderful woman.” Jasper said. He was a little jealous, not about Elizabeth, but the baby. He and Alice had been trying since they got married to conceive, but nothing had happened. They had gone to the doctors, who said that it might take some time since Alice had been on birth control shots for so long. So they enjoyed trying every chance they got. “I will make sure the doctor has been advised of the situation. I hope we get some more photographs of them to get a better feeling about how they are.”
“I think Bella looks a little pale. But, I guess that is understandable, considering how they got there.” Carlisle said.
Alec got another email from the team. This time it was a recording from the phone tap that they had placed on the house phone. With no cell service, this was the only means of communication, which was a great thing. Alec put on his headphones, and listened to the phone conversations. One was about a supply order being placed in the city, next was Roberto calling his agent about the next photoshoot, but the last call was the most promising. It was a Catholic priest in Belize to come to the house for the interview. Roberto apologized for not coming to Mass, but promised to make his financial commitment to the church. Alec took off his earphones. and walked over the table where everyone was discussing possible plans.
“I got some new information. The phone tap on Roberto house phone has possibly giving us an opportunity to get in undetected.” Alec said.
“How?” Carlisle asked.
“Roberto made a call to the local parish and talked to the priest. He wants him to come to the house in two days to begin the wedding process.” Alec explained.
“So you think we can switch out the priest for one of our men?” Jasper asked.
“I think it is very doable.” Alec answered. “We have the technology to make a mask and voice manipulator, and we can detain the real priest, allowing our man to go in his place. Having someone on the inside will allow us to protect them better, instead of attacking the house and Bella and Elizabeth getting caught up in a crossfire situation.”
Carlisle first thought it was a crazy idea, but, the more he thought about it, the more he realized it would give them a huge advantage to have someone in the house before all hell broke loose. “So who do you think should be the one to wear the disguise?”
“I’ll do it.” Sean said.
“Sean, do you even know Spanish?” Jasper asked.
“Sí, lo creo de puta.” Sean smirked. (Yes, I do motherfucker.)
“Huh?” Jasper asked.
“I know Spanish and I know street Spanish also. With all the gangs moving into our turf, I made it a point to learn. It helps when you’re beating the shit out of someone for information, and they think you don’t know what the fuck they are saying.” Sean smirked. “So I know I can pass myself off as the Padre.”
“Sean, if you feel you can do it, then let’s go for it. Alec, has there been any new information?”
“No, but I believe there will a new update within the next hour.”
“Isn’t there anything we can do about the lack of cell service?” Carlisle asked.
“I was able to get some satellite phones, and hacked into a secure satellite to insure we aren’t traced. The team will take them to Belize when they go.” Alec said. Then he felt the vibration on his phone notifying him that he had an email. Pulling up the email and its attachment, he was shocked to see the new round of photos the team had sent. He knew that once he showed the team, all hell would break loose. Turning back to the meeting, he walked over, and pulled up the photos on the tablet before laying it down on the table. “These are the new photos of the house.”
Sean pickup the tablet, and scrolled through the photos. Then, he came across the ones of Elizabeth and Bella dress in some ridiculous 1950s dresses… he saw it. Bella had bruises on both sides of her face and what looked like two black eyes and busted lip while his sweet Elizabeth had a bruise on her cheek. That motherfucking asshole had laid his hand on his precious angel; for that reason alone, he would die a very painful death. Slamming the tablet back on the table, he began to pace around the room, clenching his fists, and trying to bring his blood pressure down.
Sean had seen the photographs; to say he was upset was an huge understatement. Carlisle had never seen Sean so mad, even when Maggie was attacked. On that day, Carlisle saw how scary Sean was, but that was nothing to what he was like now.
Jasper picked up the tablet; when he saw the picture, he understood what was going on with Sean. After he showed it to Carlisle, he saw saw a look on his face that he’d never before seen on the previous Don of the family. Over the years, he had seen Carlisle mad, but this was so different. One look on his face would make the toughest man piss his pants.
Carlisle couldn’t believe his eyes. His sweet daughters had been struck in the face…hard. Carlisle had been consumed by so much rage when he first saw the picture. He hoped that she had not suffered at the hand of this monster, but the image showed that she had, in fact, been. While studying the photos, one thing complex him, why were both Bella and Elizabeth dressed as if looked like they just stepped out of the 1950s. He hoped that Roberto was not some sick bastard who had the mentality that we would be better off with 1950s values. He had read about such men and heard tales throughout the community how they thought that Dominants and Dominatrixes in the community were wrong to allow their submissives to have control. In their eyes, men and only men were to be the ones in control at all times and in all things. He knew his daughter was a submissive, but only to her Dominant during their play time. If Roberto tried anything like that, she wouldn’t think twice about putting him in his fucking place. Maybe that is what happen. Fuck, they needed to get them out of there and quick.
As he continued to look at the images, the rage continued to boil. Over the years, he had some of the family members who had done such a thing, and he brought them before him, and personally corrected their behavior. If they did it again, they never saw the light of the next day. Roberto was a dead man; since Edward was not going to be able to do it, he wanted to be the one to kill the motherfucker. “I’m going.” He stated.
“Carlisle, I don’t think that is wise move.” Jasper interceded.
Carlisle stepped closer to Jasper and in a voice that was straight from hell. “You might be the Capo to Edward, so you are to advise the Don, but I don’t need your advisement.”
“But, Carlisle, the trek to the house is really hard and very physical.” Jasper said, hoping he would change Carlisle’s mind.
Carlisle had just about enough of Jasper. Taking off his jacket, he loosened his tie, and grabbed either side of shirt at the buttons, and pulled hard, causing the buttons to fly all over the floor, exposing his rock hard six pack. Yes, six pack; he made it a point to work out each morning. He kept himself in superior physical condition. He had always worked out, and he found that it was a necessity in the playroom. “I might be fifty-five years old, but my stamina is that of a twenty-five old. And, if you don’t believe me, ask Esme, she will tell you. So, motherfucker, I can out run, climb, and fuck any of you any day of week and twice on Sunday. So, I am fucking going, and that is that.”
Jasper was shocked at what he saw. Carlisle Cullen was cut. Damn, he was in better shape than he was. “Okay, but we need to decide on what we are going to tell Edward, and what we are not.”
“Jasper, we are going to tell, and show him everything. He is the Don of the family; we don’t keep information about the family from him.” Carlisle said.
“But, don’t you think we shouldn’t overstimulate him with the information? Once he sees the pictures, he is going to be hard to keep in bed, and we know that he needs to stay there.”
“That might be, but we will convince him that we are going to handle it. Esme will come along, and I am sure she can make him stay in the bed. If not, we will have the doctor knock him out. Now, if there is nothing else for a little while, I am going to go find my wife, and work off my built up anger, as well as get a new shirt. Jasper, you will be getting a bill for this one.” Carlisle announced, picking up his jacket, and walking out the door.
Emmett walked up to Jasper. “Man, did you see how fucking cut his was?”
“Yeah.” Jasper whispered.
“Man, I hope I look that good at his age.” Emmett smirked. “DAMN.”
After all the plans were finalized, Jasper contacted Carlisle, and informed that everything was all set for the flight to Belize first thing in the morning. The first team was about to take off within the hour and set up camp, then get surveillance on the church and the priest. They would be constructing the mask and tune the voice multiplicator so that it would be ready for them when they arrived tomorrow. It was also planned that Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, and Sean would go to the hospital to inform Edward on all the details.
Edward’s doctors was amazed at how quickly he was healing. For a man who had been brought back to life twice on the operating table, he had made such great strides in healing that he had been moved from ICU to a private room. They had a meeting with Mr. Cullen’s private doctor. They were shocked at the news they received.
“Mr. Cullen’s family and I are very pleased with the wonderful care that he and Mr. Guidi have received.” Dr. Mallos stated.
“Thank you, but we are amazed at how quickly both Mr. Cullen and Mr. Guidi have healed. Never, in all my years of practice, have I seen anything like it. Mr. Cullen’s will for life is quite remarkable. I have never seen a person, whose heart had stopped twice on the operating table, be moved out of ICU, and into a private room in a matter of days.”
“Mr. Cullen has a great deal to live for. Not only his lovely wife and partner, but also his family.” Dr. Mallos said, looking around the table at each one of doctors sitting there. Now, he needed to make them aware of what was going to happen next. “We are pleased that you are releasing both Mr. Cullen and Mr. Guidi to me and my medical team. The plane and staff are ready to move them back to Seattle to finish their healing, but there is something I need to take care of before we leave.”
“What would that be?” One of the doctors asked.
“I need every piece of evidence that put both Mr. Cullen and Mr. Guidi in this hospital.”
“I need all the documentation. Also I need your assurance that after we leave you will never speak of them again.”
“We can’t just give you the documentation. It is against HIPAA regulations to release that information.”
“Yes, you can, and you will. The Cullen family has already talked to the president of the hospital and all of the board members and they are in agreement.” Dr. Mallos said. What they didn’t know was that the president and board members were paid handsomely for their agreement. He then reached into his case, and pulled out five envelopes, each filled with seventy-five thousand dollars. The hospital bill and doctors’ bill had been paid from the dummy corporation account that was used when they needed to pay for services that didn’t track back to the family. “Gentlemen, for your time and silence, please accept this donation.” The group of doctors carefully opened the envelopes, and saw they were filled with hundred dollar bills. “I hope this settles everything.”
“Yes, sir. We will have you everything by the end of the day.” One of the doctors choked out. After seeing the amount of money and everything that he had seen, he knew that Edward Cullen was part the mafia.
“Wonderful. I am going to tell Mr. Cullen that you’re cooperating, and I feel that he will be very pleased. Good day.” Dr. Mallos said as he stood, and walked out of the room. He was glad that this piece of business was taken care of, but the next piece of business was going to be even harder.
Carlisle had called him, and wanted him to be in the room when they broke the news about Isabella. They had good news, but were worried that Edward would try to get up to go with the team; they all knew that he was not able at this point to do anything, so he was going to be in the room as the voice of reason. He had known Edward for years, and was amazed at his ability to remain calm in stressful situations. He once asked him how he did it. Edward explained to him that both he and his father were Dominants, and, because of their training, they had more control. At first, he was shocked to learn that Edward and Carlisle were Dominants, but, after Edward explained everything, he became curious about it. Edward invited him to the club and to one of the monthly trainings; after that he wanted to explore even more. Over time, he embraced his dominant side, and started training. He had never been happier. He had been at the club the night that Isabella had started as a server. She was so graceful and beautiful, but, more than that, she was a submissive. His training had taught him had to judge a person by the way they carried themselves, not if they were a submissive or a Dominant. He had been at the club, looking around for possible new submissive. The contract with his current submissive ended, and, since he really didn’t feel any kind of spark between them, he didn’t renew the contract. As he sat at the table, taking in his surroundings, he didn’t hear her come up to the table, but, as he turned, he was stunned by her beauty and grace. “Good evening, Sir, may this girl take your order?” She asked.
“A glass of red wine.”
“Certainly, Sir.” She said, turning, and walking toward the bar. He, of course, watched her, but it was then that he saw Edward sitting up in their private section watching her every move. Whenever she interacted with another man, he grimaced. He knew, in that moment, that he had no chance with her. Edward had changed once he met and married Isabella. His once calm nature ended whenever Isabella was in danger. His whole reason for living was for her and her alone, so he knew it was going to difficult to keep him in the bed while others rescued her.
He walked down the hallway, and met up with Carlisle, Esme, and Jasper. “Dr. Mallos, are you prepared if Edward is unwilling to remain in the bed?” Carlisle asked.
“Yes, sir, but I am a little worried that he might take some type of repercussion against me when he wakes.” He said worriedly. He knew that Edward could hurt his own father, but he felt sure that he wouldn’t even blink an eye at killing him.
“I promise you that no harm will come your way. My son my be upset, but, deep in his heart, he knows this is the best way. All right let’s get this over with, so we can go save our girls.” Carlisle said, taking Esme’s hand and walking into Edward’s room.
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