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A/N- I want a new computer so badly. Sorry again for the delay. Thanks for everyone who sticking with me and finding me for the first time. Next chapter is the epilogue! Please forgive me for any mistakes I am at fault. Enjoy as always and please Review. I always want to hear from you guys! Thanks.

BPOV-

Edward was the last person I ever thought I would see again. My heart beat increased and I felt my legs tremble. I unwillingly collapsed against his well defined abs and, to my horror, quite honestly couldn't be sure if my weakened state was due to the toxic substance ravaging my bloodstream or his unbridled kiss.

"Edward how did you find me? How did you get here so fast?" I breathed heavily against his chest.

He pushed me away, holding me at arms length, fire blazing his green eyes. "Are you crazy or just plain suicidal? Coming here alone, I would have thought you learned that lesson the hard way? You stubborn, stupid, infuriating women; don't you ever do that to me again! I can't lose you again Bella." his voice although firm was undeniably anxious.

"I'm so sorry, I just...I..." I couldn't finish my sentence as I slid from his arms to the carpeted ground of the darkened closet.

"Bella are you alright?" his shaky voice seemed to echo.

"I'm..."

"If you value my sanity DO NOT say you are FINE!" he whispered in hushed panic.

"NO...he drugged me with something I don't know what, I've tried to get it out of my system but I can't...I'm just so groggy and tired. I whimpered.

"Swan you listen to me, you can't go to sleep do you hear me." he knelt down and grabbed my face forcing me to look at him. "I know you are tired but whatever you do, DO NOT, go to sleep on me."

I nodded, my head still swimming with drowsiness.

"Good girl" he sighed sitting beside me. "Now how are we going to get out of here? We don't have much time."

He listened carefully for signs of Eric, the only thing we heard were the creaking from the ceiling above.

"I think I may have a plan, can you walk?" he asked with an uncertain amount of hope. "I think our best bet would be to escape through the kitchen, we can get out quickly and as soon as we're in the clear we'll call for help."

The word call brought a distinct moment of clarity.

I shook my head. "We can't go out that way; I left my phone in the office."

"Forget the phone Bella; this is probably our only option to get out of here alive."

"I'm not leaving without the phone, Edward." I demanded.

"I've never seen anyone so prone to life-threatening idiocy." he grumbled.

"I will buy you a new damn phone or here you can have mine, it's practically the same model just don't turn it on or we'll get caught for sure!" he scolded placing the disabled phone in my hands.

"NO!" I practically yelled before Edward slipped his hand over my mouth listening carefully for any sign we'd been detected. When he lifted it I resumed.

"I got him, Cullen." He stared blankly at me for a moment before the realization caught up to him.

"How?" he asked excitedly both impressed and skeptical at my revelation.

"When he had me shut down the phone from our call, I turned on the voice recorder. I got the whole story, his confession to everything. We have to get that phone before he realizes what's on it. It's our only chance to see justice done for Garrett." I pleaded.

"Swan I don't know whether to kiss you or kill you." he smiled. "But I am damn proud of you."

"That's probably the best compliment you ever gave me Cullen." I said weakly.

"I sure as hell hope not." Edward frowned. "Now lets see if we can get us out of here alive shall we? We've been in here to long already; if we stay any longer we'll be sitting ducks."

He slowly opened the closet door and I thanked God that it didn't creak. He listened intently and placed his finger over his lips.

"We'll head toward the front of the house toward the office. There's a bench outside that you can sit on while I get the phone and then regardless if you can walk or I have to carry you we are going to high tail it out the front door, understood? It wasn't a question it was an instruction.

He offered me his hand to help me out of the closet and steadied me as walked anxiously down the hall. We were on pins and needles with every step as we vigilantly awaited some type of activity from our would be assailant but heard none. I could tell that Cullen was nervous and I hadn't realized I had been holding my breath until we reach the small oak padded bench outside the judge's sanctuary.

"Stay put" he ordered as he gently placed me on the pew. "I'll only be a minute, keep your ears open ok?"

I nodded dizzily as he kissed my head and snuck quietly into the sanctuary. I listened carefully as Edward shuffled around looking for the phone wondering what was taking him so long. Although it scarcely been a minute it seemed like twenty. I was so tired I gently laid my head on the hard wooden surface shutting my eyes momentarily. I heard the gentle pad of footsteps and opened them with eager expectation of Edward holding my phone, instead the grisly discovery of Eric Yorkie pointing a gun and me. His one hand held the pistol the other indicating me to be quiet. He roughly pulled me up from my seat clamping one hand over my mouth ,his arm crushing my throat as he half pulled half dragged me into the office smirking as the other hand held the gun to my head.

"Mr. Cullen so happy you could join us." Yorkie said with a sneer.

Edward turned caught completely off guard my phone clutched in his hand. I could see the fear in his eyes, not for himself, but for me as the madman held me hostage.

"What do you have there might I ask?" He laughed. "Whatever it is I'm sure that it would be of great interest to me. Hand it over." he ordered almost spitting on me or I will make her pay." he pulled back the hammer digging the barrel deeper inside of my temple.

"No" I whimpered as Edward silently leaned to the floor and gently slid the phone toward Yorkie; it stopped a foot from where we stood. Yorkie pushed me forward toward the desk.

"Get it" he spat the pistol still attached to my head. I could still feel the tension rolling from Edward, thinking of some type of plan, little did he know, as always, I was one step ahead.

I quickly handed Yorkie the phone and waited patiently for my vision to stop spinning.

"You have what you want, now let her go." Edward pushed leaning one foot forward.

"I suggest you stay where you are before I put a bullet in her head. You two have caused me nothing but trouble and I'm sure that whatever this is will be no exception." He promptly loosened his arm around my neck ever so slightly, removing the sim card carefully before letting it drop to the ground and crushing it with his foot. It was now or never. I made my move grabbing the four inch silver letter opener from the judge's desk. I thrust it into Eric Yorkie's arm.

He screamed in both surprise and pain as he pulled the dagger from his arm blood darkening his designer shirt and belted me across the face my body flinging toward the leather chair my head striking against the corner of the bar where Yorkie had earlier poured my drink. The huge mirror above shattering down shards of glass as it fell from its prominent display.

Edward lunged toward him in anger, striking him in the face and blow after blow trying to wrestle the gun from his hands. I thought at first Edward would be the victor of this match until I watched Yorkie take the same dagger and plunge it deeply into Edwards stomach. I screamed as dozens of Cullens, reflected in the glass before me, crumpled to the floor in a pool of crimson. His beautiful green eyes staring at me, trying to say something but unable, no sound coming from his lips. Eric pulled the gun to his head and I retched my eyes away as I heard the crack of a gun.