AN: I want to apologize for my absence. I have known what I wanted to do with this chapter for a while, I just was having a hard time putting it into words. I am working on chapter 12 now and hope to have it posted soon.

Chapter 11

The house was completely trashed. That was the best way to describe it. Glass was scattered all over the front yard due to the windows being broken, the front door was kicked in, the words "slut" "traitor" "bitch" and "filth" were spray-painted on the front of the house.

As we walked closer there was a foul smell coming from all around us, but we couldn't exactly pinpoint where it was coming from. Walking up the stairs I felt myself step on something soft, it made me jump and look at what it could've been, only to find that it was a dead rat. I screamed and fell into the grass, where my hand touches another. I quickly found that I was 1.) surrounded by dead rats, and 2.) hysterically crying at this point. Edward reached forward and pulled me up and held me close to him.

"It's alright, Bella. I got you."

"Who would do this?" I said through frenzied breath.

"I have one possible thought on who that could be." Edward said with a tight voice. I could practically feel the anger rolling off of him.

We stood there for about ten minutes. I was able to get my breathing under control in that time.

"My dearest Bella I know this is going to be hard, but we need to go inside and look at the damage. You are going to have to leave everything where it is, and not touch anything if you can help it." Edward said rubbing my back, then he pulled back and looked at me "Can you do that for me?"

I took a few more deep breaths and nodded my head.

We walked closer to the door and this time I was a lot more cautious of where I stepped. The door was kicked off the hinges laid at the bottom of the step to the basement.

"How is It that no one heard this happening? They couldn't have been quiet while kicking the door down." I asked in shock and confusion.

"I have no idea, Love." He said with a dejected tone.

He took my hand and walked inside the house and up the stairs.

The furniture was thrown all over the place, the foam cushion inside had been cut out spread across the floor. The walls had holes beat into them, there was a copy of the same words from the garage spray painted on every wall in sight, the kitchen was an absolute mess of broken glass and the contents of the fridge.

The destruction continued down the hall past the office, the spare bedrooms, the guest bathroom and to our rooms. To say that I was scared to see what my room looked like, would be an understatement.

Edward could tell that I was worried. He stepped in front of me, placed his hands on my shoulders and said "Stay here. I am going to check on the damage."

I nodded my head in understanding.

With every step, he took further down the hallways the more this feeling I had in my gut intensified. By the time he reached my bedroom I of the verge of vomiting. Something insides me was telling me that things were about to get a lot worse.

He pushed the door open and took a step inside. I couldn't see or hear what was happening after that. All of a sudden Edward came of out the room with a worried look on his face, blood on his hands and his phone up to his ear.

"Yes, we need an ambulance at 114 E High Pointe Dr." He paused for a moment and looked at me with heartbreak "We have a severely injured officer."

What did he mean? He couldn't be talking about Charlie, could he?

I start to move towards my room and Edwards arms reach out and wrap around my waist keeping me from heading down that hall.

NO. This can't be happening.

I could hear different voices in the background, but none of that meant anything to me. All I could do is try to fight my way out of Edwards hold.

I knew that I was kicking and screaming, fighting as hard as I could to get out of his hold, but the movement and sound weren't familiar to me.

Somehow in the middle of my fight, Edward was able to carry me down the stairs and outside where flashing lights were quickly approaching up. I don't know how long I had been fighting against Edward, but I do know that my body didn't have much fight left.

Once I accepted that Edward wasn't going to let me go, I collapsed in his arms and sobbed.

"Was it Charlie?" I asked in a low tone.

Edward didn't respond vocally, but his body tensed up.

I turned around in his arms and looked him in the eyes.

"WAS IT CHARLIE?" I asked in a sterner tone.

"Yes." He responded in a broken tone.

I let out a small whimper. Edward heard it though and brought me back close to his chest. He was rubbing small circles on my back.

"Edwards I told Carlisle to have his hospital contact, Eleazar, on alert for Charlie." I heard Emmett say from behind me.

When did he get here?

There was a small hand touching my back now and I knew immediately who it was.

"Charlie is going to be fine, Bella." Alice said in her pixie-like tone.

I wanted to believe her but I couldn't bring myself to garner that much hope.

"Bella?" A deep strong voice sounded from behind me.

I turned around in Edwards' arms and saw a face I had almost forgotten about.

"Officer Webber?" I asked wanting to make sure I was correct.

"That's right kid." He responded with a slight smile on his face.

I broke out of Edwards' arms and rushed over to him. His hugs were still as warm and welcoming as I remember them being.

"I thought you moved to Forks to get away from the city life?" I asked.

"We did, but after a while, we missed the city. Angela is going to UW and the twins in High School this year, we realized that they are just as smart as Angela and not going to be challenged enough in Forks, so we decided to move back." He said with pride written all over his face, then the look fell "I promise you that we will find whoever did this."

"You won't have to look too far outside his small circle of friends." I said with animosity.

"What do you mean?" There was a confused look on his face.

"Billy Black and Jacob Black did this." My tone was dead as I said their names.

"Are you serious? Why would they do something like this?"

Over the next twenty minutes, I told him why I knew it was them.

"What doesn't make sense is if your dad wanted you back with Jacob, why would they do what they did to him?" He asked.

It was a good question, I just wish I had the answer.

"You better pray to whoever it is that you pray to that I don't get my hands on that mutt before you do." Edward said.

I turned around and finally noticed that Rose and Jasper were there also.

"When did the rest of you get here?" I asked.

"About thirty minutes ago. You weren't exactly in a state of mind to notice anything around you." Rose spoke up.

I turned back to Officer Webber "What hospital did they take him to?"

"Swedish Hospital, Love." Edward answered from behind me.

"Do they need us to stick around any longer?" I asked

"No, they will meet you at the hospital and take you statement there." Officer Webber said.

I turned towards the car and heard Edward follow me.

I wasn't going to get on Edward about his speed, but I was in a rush myself but no matter how fast he went it still seemed like we were going at a snail pace.

"Is he going to be alright?" I asked feeling tears fall down my face again.

"I don't know, sweets. I really wish that I could say yes, but I don't know."

That seems to be a common theme, we don't know.

One thing I do know is that Jacob Black, will burn in hell for this.