A Break In The Case
A/N: Thank you again for all the amazing reviews and kind words! I'm grateful you all enjoy this story so much; it inspires me to continue on with the story, and see it to the end! :) So just a recap from last chapter, Bella and Edward are back together again, but does this spell trouble for the couple? We'll just have to wait and see.
Previously on Paralyzed
We just sat in silence, staring into one another's eyes, and before we knew it we were in each other's arms exchanging another heated and passionate kiss.
You know those kinds of kisses where there could be an earthquake or bomb go off, and you would have no idea what was going on? Well, this was one of those most earth shattering kisses.
I now know what love felt like, and I was absolutely sure that Edward felt the exact same way.
"So let me get this straight, you're Edward Cullen, the quarterback for the Steelers, and your car was just stolen? Also, your girlfriend's a paraplegic whose wheelchair was in the trunk of your stolen silver Volvo?" The Dispatcher for the police started laughing hysterically at us; Edward had put the phone on speakerphone so I could hear what all was going on. Apparently they didn't Edward when he called to report the carjacking. I managed to get Edward's arm to stop bleeding. Thankfully the bullet just grazed his arm.
I still couldn't believe that that just happened, that someone held us both at gunpoint just so he could steal Edward's car. Also, I couldn't believe that I actually kissed Edward! That was the most intense and most wonderful thing I have ever felt in my entire life.
"Yes, all of that happened officer, it's not something to laugh at!" I rolled my eyes and snatched the phone away from Edward and took it off speakerphone.
"Yeah, I would like to speak to Sergeant Owens please. Tell him it's Bella Swan, he'll know who I am." We needed this whole thing settled and I was starting to lose my patience. I glanced over my shoulder at Edward, who was giving the biggest crooked smile I had ever seen. I felt my cheeks start to redden and quickly turned away to hide my face.
"Hello, this is Sergeant Owens. What's wrong Ms. Swan? Sorry for that, we are still looking for a replacement for Mallory, she's one the better dispatchers for our precinct."
I proceeded to fill Sergeant Owens in on what happened just a few minutes ago. After a few choice words under his breath, he told me to hang tight, and that he would send a patrol car, and an EMT to come take a look at Edward's arm. He also told me that the officer would take our statements and ask us if we could give a description of the man that stole Edward's car. He also told me that Edward would have to file a report for his stolen vehicle.
Once I finished the conversation I hung up Edward's phone and handed it back to him.
"Wow, who would've thought that you are sexy when you get all hot and bothered." Edward said with a playful wink. I just rolled my eyes and shrugged it off.
I just told him that we needed to get home, and that he needed a proper bandage for his arm. But Edward continued on with his flirting. I just sighed and couldn't help but giggle as he started complimented me on my people skills.
Thankfully it didn't take too long for a police car to get down to where we were stranded. For reasons unknown the police officers were able to bring a wheelchair down to help me up and into the police cruiser. Edward was being checked out by one the EMTs while one of the officers started taking my statement. He asked me all of the usual questions: What my name was, did I remember what happened, did I get a good look at the guy, and asked if that if they were to put a police lineup together, would I be able to identify him.
I've watched plenty of crime dramas that I had a pretty good understanding of how things worked. After answering all of their questions Officer Gennings, according to his nametag, informed me that once Edward was all checked out that they would take us down to the police station and get us together with a sketch artist.
I just sighed and relaxed in the back of the police cruiser.
Ha-ha, not very many people can actually say they did that in the back of a cop car.
I was almost to the point of accidentally dozing off when Edward came and opened the opposite rear passenger door and slid in and let out a long sigh. He had his denim jacket in his lap, and his shirt sleeve rolled up showing a bright white bandage around his arm.
"So I see you didn't keep your promise Bella, looks like we're headed off to jail again." Edward said with a smirk. I just rolled my eyes and punched him in his good arm.
"Just be glad I can't reach your hurt arm Eddy." I knew he hated that nickname my brother gave him, which was why I said it.
Before either one of us knew it we were at the precinct and Edward and I were describing what the shooter looked like. Edward was a bit vaguer than I was. I guess it was my knack for paying attention to the details.
"Now Ms. Swan, when you say his face looked 'angry' do you mean facial features, or was it just in his eyes?"
"It was definitely his entire face, he had a frown the entire time, and his eyes looked like they could shoot daggers themselves. His nose also was very angular and had his strawberry blonde hair pulled back into a low ponytail."
After a few more details, the sketch artist showed us the drawing. It was almost a complete match; Edward confirmed this with a few obscenities under his breath. The sketch artist took this as a 'yes' and excused himself to give this to the officer in charge of the case. Just then Officer Gennings came in and took Edward so he could file a police report for his stolen car.
"Holy shit on a cracker! Where did this come from? Tell me who put this up on the bulletin board? This is the mother-effing break we've needed!" A detective shouted at the top of his lungs. I about fell out of my seat from the loudness of his voice, and I felt myself start to tremble a bit when I saw one of the officers point to the conference room I just so happened to be in. The big burly detective came storming over and barged into the room. I cowered in preparedness for something bad to happen, but was caught off guard when the guy took me into a big hug and squeezed tight.
Man, and I thought only Emmett could hug me this tight.
"Uh…I can't breathe...starting to lose feeling in my extremities…" I said as I gasped for air. All at once the detective let go and I fell back in my chair thanking god for the gift of air as it returned to my lungs.
"Sorry about that, I'm Detective Black, and I've been looking for a way to nail James McGinty! He's a person of interest in three different murders, and we had no hard evidence to bring him in! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You made my job a hell of a lot easier!" he said as he started doing a happy little jig as he skipped back out of the conference room and off to wherever it was his office was.
"What was that all about? Are you ok Bella?" Edward said as he walked in and took me into his arms. He kissed me tenderly on my lips. After a while we were finally free to go, and that the taxi they had called for us was waiting outside.
We both sighed with relief and headed home. We couldn't wait to get home. But who knew whether or not we could get home without the inquisition sparking up when the gang would get a good look at Edward's arm.
"So, when do you start spending time with that girl at your physical therapy center?"
"I'm not quite sure, I haven't heard from Rick yet, but in a way I'm glad. It gives me more time to think of where all I could take her to spend time. But who knows if she'll even agree to it. She's the girl that the doctors switched my test results with."
Edward grimaced when he heard the last part. That's why I loved him; he understood the situation I was in. I basically was forced into helping her, and I'm pretty sure that she hated my guts at this very moment.
"Well, you could always take her to the museum or maybe even to one of the training camps. They allow fans to come and watch. I couldn't help but overhear her, and her love for football. Could maybe help boost her mood a bit."
That wasn't a bad idea at all actually. I smiled and leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the mouth. When I would get my text form Rick, that's exactly what I would do. I would take Bethany to one of the Steeler's training camps fan day so she could watch. I just hoped that she would actually want to go, and not make up some sort of excuse.
That's when it hit me; I would call her house tonight, that way she wouldn't have a chance to psych herself out of going and having a fun time with something she was probably passionate about. That's what I would do when I got home. I would call Bethany up ASAP.
A/N: Ok first off, sorry for the filler chapter, but this chapter needed to happen so in the next chapter we see if Bethany agrees to go with Bella to watch the training camp.
Also, to those who are wondering, no Jacob Black won't cause drama for Bella and Edward, and no, we probably won't hear from him again, at least not directly.
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Oh! And to the reviewer who was worried about Tonya coming back into the picture, just wait and see in the next chapter I have a feeling she will make an appearance ;)