A/N: Wow. Take a look at this monstrosity…hehe…I know 4 k words aren't that much but still.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Bella watched as Edward entered the other room once more. He walked over to where Jacob was sitting and set the coffee cup down with a loud clang.

Edward walked to the opposite side and sat down and began to write again. As he wrote he asked Jacob, "Do you know why you're here?"

Jacob shifted in his seat before folding his hands on top of the cold metal table. "No sir."

Edward chuckled humorlessly. "This morning, someone hacked into the network and deleted a very important case file." He looked up at Jacob whose face was completely neutral.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"We know you did it."

Jacob swallowed thickly and picked up the cup of coffee. He took a few sips before setting it down with a slight grimace. "How can you prove it?"

"You used your own access code." Edward stated as he wrote something else down.

Jacob cleared his throat. "Well how do you know someone didn't take my ID card and use my access code to hack the system?"

Edward sighed. "Where's your ID card?"

"I lost it a few days ago." Jacob said. Edward could see Jacob's chest move up and down faster as his breathing rate increased.

Edward tilted his head to the side, "You are lying."

Jacob smirked and crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned backwards into his chair. "Oh yeah? Prove it."

"Would you take a polygraph test?" Jacob's smirk fell. "I didn't think so." Edward wrote something else down in his note pad. He saw Jacob lean forward slightly; trying to read what he was writing and failing miserably. "So why don't you, just tell me the truth. Did you or did you not hack into the network and delete the case file of Aro Volturi?"

Jacob cleared his throat. "I did."

"Why?" Edward asked even though he knew perfectly well why.

"He…he paid me to do it."

Edward chuckled. "If you keep lying to me, I won't be able to help you."

Jacob reached up and rubbed the back of his neck…again…Edward wrote something down on the notepad. "What if I don't want your help?"

"Then you will be going to jail for a very long time."

Jacob shrugged. "Oh. I'm not worried about that." A slow grin spread across his face as he leaned forward onto to table in front of him. "Something very important to me will continue to live on."

Edward leaned forward as well. "And what would that be Jacob?"

Jacob chuckled. "Volterra."

Edward's eyes narrowed. "What the fuck did you do?"

"I warned Aro. He's long gone by now…along with all those girls."

Edward stood suddenly. "Mother fucker." He stood suddenly. "We'll find them Black." He spat. "And you will go to jail."

He walked out of the room and slammed the door behind him. He ran his hands through his hair. "Fuck." He took a few deep breaths to calm himself before making his way to the entrance of the room on the other side of the mirror. He opened the door to find Emmett on the phone pacing back and forth. He hung up then, "I sent someone over to go check out the house."

Edward nodded and ran his hands over his face in utter exhaustion. "What now?" Bella asked as she looked up at Edward with wide eyes. "What if he gets away?" Bella whispered as she thought about all of the other girls that had possibly been moved to another location.

"He won't get away." Edward stated with conviction. He placed his palm against her cheek and rubbed at her temple with his thumb.

"We should have continued with the surveillance detail on the house." Emmett said as he seated himself heavily in his chair.

"Volturi would have noticed that he was being watched eventually." Edward murmured as he watched Jacob tapping away at the metal table. Edward's hand moved down the side of Bella's face to her shoulder. He rubbed at the tense knots of muscles; dismayed that she could become so stressed so easily.

"Why isn't he worried?" Bella asked quietly.

Emmett stared at Jacob taking in his relaxed posture. He scoffed and smiled humorlessly as he shook his head back and forth. He looked up at Edward to see that he had a similar expression on his face.

"What?" Bella asked as she looked between their matching expressions.

"He's going to plead not guilty by reason of insanity." Edward brought his hand up and pushed it through his hair roughly. "He's going to say that he didn't know what he was doing. He was too overcome by lust to control his actions and therefore it wasn't his fault."

Bella's grip on the armrest of her chair tightened. The thought of Jacob not going to jail after all that he had put her through made the nausea roll in her stomach. She felt sick. She hated the fact that the very system Edward had convinced her would help her could set her tormentor free.

"Fucker." Emmett spat. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Bella's eyes flash to his face. He cleared his throat and nervously loosened his tie. "Excuse my French."

Emmett saw the corner of Bella's lips turn up in a slight smile so he relaxed.

"All you have to do is prove that he did know he was doing…prove it was premeditated." Bella said softly as she watched Jacob shift in his seat.

"But how?" Edward asks as his hand slipped down the back of her dress. He scratched his nails against her skin; softly rubbing soothing circular patterns.

Bella paused for a second as a shiver ripped through her body. "Umm…" She lost her train of thought as Edward's hand slid down further. He grasped her ribs and massaged her spine with his thumb. She shook her head as if to clear it. "A-Aro…he kept an appointment book. The…customers would have to make an appointment if they wanted to come in for a session with one—or multiple girls."

She heard Edward take a deep breath and then exhale. "They weren't 'customers' Bella. They were sick fucks who prey on helpless women." His voice was vicious and cutting. He slid his hand up from her ribs to her shoulder. As he slid his hand down her arm he bent down so that his lips were level with her ear. "When?" he asked; demanding an answer from her.

She looked up at him and felt her heart skip upon taking in his feral expression. His eyes were flashing with something dark and wildly dangerous as they begged her to tell him. His jaw was clenched tightly as his nostrils flared with each breath he took. Her eyes filled with tears as she whispered, "15. I was 15." She swallowed thickly against the lump of anger and sadness that blocked her airway. "It was 1 month and 3 days after I was taken." She clarified.

His eyes flashed to Jacob. "Two years." He growled as he stood up from his crouch besides Bella. "You've been dealing with this sadistic little shit for two years."

Emmett's eyes widened and he looked back at Bella. Edward had moved to stand behind her and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "How do we get his appointment book?" Emmett spoke with resolved determination. He was going to make sure that she got justice.

Bella sighed and a tear slipped down her cheek. Edward quickly wiped it away. "It's impossible to get it. It's kept in his office and he takes it with him everywhere."

"Shit. What are our options, Edward?"

"Huh?" Edward asked distractedly. But before he could speak, Bella spoke.

"You guys can use the evidence you already have against him to get a warrant to search his house and to look through his phone records. If he had made a call to Aro it would be on the record. Jacob was never very smart. You could trick him into saying why he was calling Aro…to make appointments." She said.

Edward nodded. "I can hardly wait until I see this sick bastard pacing around wearing nothing but an orange jumpsuit." Emmett sneered.

Edward's eyebrows came together. He was confused. Her suggestion was exactly what he would have done. "How do you know so much about the law?"

Bella smiled humorlessly. "Sometimes…if we were good…they'd let us watch TV. But all they let us watch was Law and Order SVU." She chuckled bitterly. "I guess they just wanted us to know that even though there are women whose rapists are put in jail, we would never have that chance. We would never see them brought to justice…" she swallowed and more tears fell. "We would never be free." she finished quietly.

Edward tilted her head to the side and placed a kiss on her neck; slowly moving upward until his lips grazed her earlobe. "Jacob is going to jail for a very long time Bella. I can assure you of that."

They both watched as Jacob's head slowly turned to watch them. Even though—from his side of the mirror—he would only be able to see his reflection, Bella could feel his eyes burning into her own as if he was threatening her…silently telling her that he will be back and that he will punish her severely.

She felt the tip of Edward's tongue graze her earlobe as he flicked it out to wet his lips. Her skin erupted in painful goose bumps at the sensation. "He can't see you." Edward whispered as if he read her thoughts. "But you can see him. And you know that he will never hurt you again." Edward spoke with conviction. She was safe. She would always be safe if he was around…no matter what.

"I believe you." She said with a shaky breath.

"You're lying." Edward stated.

She pressed her lips together as he stood up. "I'm sorry." She whispered.

"Don't be." Edward said before walking towards the door. He addressed Emmett. "Page me when you get the info about the house. I'm going to go check on something." Edward said as he left the room. He walked swiftly down the hall to Alec's office. He knocked twice and Alec called him in.

"You getting anywhere with Black?" he asked as he took his glasses off.

"Not really, no. It seems as if he might have been a part of the life style Volturi promoted though. It appears that he is trying to protect Volterra and everyone who runs it."

Alec rubbed his eyes. "Anything else?" he asked.

"I'm pretty sure he's going to plead not guilty by reason of insanity."

"Damn it." Alec cursed.

"If we search his belongings we could try to prove that he did know what he was doing. From an anonymous source, I have received the information that Volturi kept an appointment book. If we could prove that Black had made an appointment at Volterra, we could prove that it was premeditated and that he knew what he was doing."

"I think that's a good idea." Alec said. "I'll get a warrant to search any and all of his belongings…is that all? You look a little worried."

Edward sighed and scratched his eyebrow with his thumb. He was positive Alec would help him. He was too important to the case for him not to. Taking a deep breath he spoke. "I did something that might possibly get me arrested."

Alec leaned forward and folded his hands on his desk. "If you tell me what you did, I might be able to help you." He said with sincerity.

"There was this girl at Volterra…" Edward trailed off.

Alec's eyes widened. "Dear God boy. Please tell me you didn't…"

Edward's head snapped up. "No sir I didn't hurt her. I saw her…" Thinking quickly he thought up a story to tell Alec. "I recognized her. It turns out that she was my sister's best friend who disappeared over two years ago after the death of her parents. Apparently she was taken by Volturi and was forced to work in Volterra. I…bought her."

"Goddamn it Edward…you're lucky." Alec said before clearing his throat. "If this gets to trial, we can say that we needed a witness so we chose her. I'll change your report and put that you had to purchase someone so that Volturi wouldn't get suspicious." Alec began to sift through the many files that cluttered his desk's surface. "I doubt you'll get in trouble for saving a girl who has probably been through enough torture to last lifetimes."

Edward nodded and watched as Alec altered his report. It wasn't technically a lie, he thought.

"Let me make a call son." Alec said when he was finished with the alterations. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

OoO

Alec, Edward, and Emmett walked towards the lab where Jacob worked. After Emmett had informed Edward that Volterra was empty with no trace of anything, Edward made sure he left Bella in his office safe and secure. He had told her what had happened and he saw her holding back tears. He decided that he had to distract her.

He had many books on his bookshelves. When Alice would visit him at work she would sometimes sit and read just so that she would be able to spend time with him. He gave Bella a book that Alice had been going crazy over; Pride, Prejudice, and Zombies. He was certain that it would keep her mind off of things.

The doors leading into the lab slid open swiftly. The men walked into the lab. Jasper was writing something down. He looked up and smiled at them. "What can I do for ya gentlemen?" he drawled out.

"Where is Jacob's locker?" Alec asked.

"Oh, it's in the back." Jasper responded as he turned and began to lead them to the back of the lab area.

They followed behind him after each of them grabbed latex gloves from the box that sat besides the computer.

Edward swung open the locker door and held his flashlight up. He rifled through the top part finding nothing put a silver watch, car keys, and a pair of sunglasses.

He looked lower and discovered a box hidden beneath a pair of sweatpants and sneakers. He pulled the box out and handed it to Alec. "Think I found somethin' sir." He said.

They walked out to the lab and set the box down on the surface of Jasper's desk. Edward flicked it open. "Well?" Emmett asked impatiently.

Edward gritted his teeth and lifted the stack of Polaroid pictures from the box. "What the hell?" Alec whispered as Edward showed them the first picture.

It was of a woman…Edward knew it was Bella. He stared at the picture with disgust. Her hands were tied above her head and she was suspended from the ceiling. The picture was off her naked back. It was covered with bloodied welts. In the white space below the photo were the words, 'Bullwhip, 1 hour session, Isabella'.

"Fucking hell." Edward forced out between clenched teeth as he flipped to the next photo. It was of a naked woman in a large tank filled with water. It looked as if she was banging on the glass trying to get out as her need and desperation for air increased. Below the picture were the words, 'Drowning pool, 2 hour session, Isabella'.

With shaking hands he flipped to the next picture. It was of Bella's neck where angry red marks marred her skin. The marks wrapped all the way around. The words, 'Noose, 1 hour session; five minute intervals, Isabella' were scrawled underneath the photo.

He saw red. The pictures were suddenly being pried from his hands. "Edward." Alec said. Edward's eyes snapped to his face. "This is Bella?" Alec asked softly.

Edward clenched in fists and ground his teeth together. He gave a sharp nod in affirmation. "Shit." Emmett said.

"Blow those up and meet me in the interrogation room with them in 30 minutes." Edward said as he pushed past them. He pulled his latex gloves off with a snap and tossed them in the trash can besides the exit.

He made his way to his office. Once he entered, he felt his anger dissipate immediately as her scent hit him. "What's wrong?" Bella asked in concern as she set her book down.

"Can I see your back?" he asked her softly.

Her eyes widened. She didn't want him to see how scarred she was but she nodded anyways. She had a feeling that he knew about the beatings she would get with the whips. He walked around until he was behind her. She slid the straps of her dress down her arms. The back of her dress loosened and fell down; pooling just above the curve of her hips.

She clenched her eyes shut as she heard his sharp intake of breath. She breathed in deeply; fighting against the lump in her throat when she felt his fingers trace the bumpy scars on her back. She felt his cool breath on her skin as he slowly exhaled the breath he was holding. Goose bumps erupted on her skin as his hands slid up her back to her shoulders and then down her arms. He grasped the straps of her dress and pulled them back up her arms. "I'll fucking kill him."

She gulped. "Why?"

"For you." He said simply as he walked around to stand in front of her. He bent down and kissed the cut on her cheek. He trailed his lips over the dark bruise on her face. He paused when his lips met the corner of hers causing her to gasp. Her eyelids fluttered as he pressed his lips firmly against the cut that slashed through the corner of her bottom lip.

He pulled away and stood up. She let out the breath she was holding in a whoosh. Where his lips touched tingled. She unconsciously reached her hand up and trailed her fingers over where he just kissed her. "Come on." He whispered as he pulled her up from her seat.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and tucked her under his arm protectively as he led her to the interrogation room. She followed him in a daze. She couldn't believe that she had found it pleasurable when his lips touched hers. Whenever someone forced her to kiss them she hated it. The lingering taste their tongues left in her mouth made her want to vomit.

However, his lips were soft and left the lingering taste of sugary peppermint where he had pressed his lips against the cut in her lip. She didn't want to vomit. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him for real…with tongues and teeth and soft whimpers of pleasure like what she had seen in movies when she was younger.

She shivered at her thoughts. Suddenly her skin felt over heated and a strange longing sensation had awakened between her legs. She wondered why her skin suddenly felt slick and swollen between her legs. She knew she was not bleeding. She would have felt the pain. Instead, she felt a pleasurable sensation as she moved her thighs together with each step she took.

She breathed through her nose in an attempt to calm herself and tilted her head upwards to look at him. He had a fierce look on his face. He was determined to make sure Jacob suffered. He pushed the door leading into the viewing room open. He stopped in the doorway as Alec casted him a surprised look. "She needs to see this." Edward explained.

Alec nodded knowingly and smiled at her genuinely. "Come in dear." He said. "Oh!" he said suddenly. "I got you something from Martha." He pulled a bar of chocolate out of his jacket pocket. He smiled at her encouragingly as he held it out for her to take.

Shyly, she reached her hand out and took it. "Thank you." She said looking down at it. It was Cadbury's Milk Chocolate. Her father used to buy it for her whenever she got her period. Unwanted tears filled her eyes but she pushed them back and cast the old man a watery smile. He, in return, looked relieved. He knew that he had just gained a little bit of her trust with his kindness.

Edward seated her in front of the one way mirror once more. Alec handed him a beige file that held the photos Jacob had taken of Bella. He bent down and whispered into her ear, "Keep watching." He kissed the spot right below her ear before turning around and walking out of the room.

Alec stood behind Bella and watched as Edward entered the interrogation room. "Don't worry my dear. We'll catch Volturi and all of those girls will be free. I swear on my life, for you, I'll take them down." He spoke quietly.

"Thank you." She whispered.

He smiled weakly. "They have my granddaughter you know." He said.

She swallowed thickly. "What's her name?"

He smiled sadly, "Jane."

Bella's breathing caught, "How old is she?"

"14." He said.

She looked up at him and smiled reassuringly. "Then she is safe." Alec gave her a questioning look. "They only…do things…if the girl is 15. Right now she is probably still being moved, but she hasn't been touched."

She heard Alec sigh in relief. "Thank you for telling me." He breathed.

She nodded her head and looked forward at Edward who was situating himself in his seat once more. Emmett sat down besides Bella. He realized that she was very brave and extraordinarily strong for someone so young. She had earned his respect for that. She had earned Alec's respect as well.

Edward spoke. "Have you ever been to Volterra?" he asked.

"Yeah." Jacob smirked. "I had fun…a lot of fun." He let out a chuckle as he saw Edward's face darken.

"Are you admitting to participating in the acts that were performed there?" Edward asked through his anger.

"Yep."

Edward leaned forward and grabbed the file from underneath the writing pad. He pulled the photos out and leafed through them; throwing them at Jacob so that they landed in front of him. "Did you take these?" Edward asked.

Jacob picked the pictures up and smirked upon seeing them. "Yeah I took these. I had to document all of my hard work didn't I?" he asked.

"So you admit to doing this."

"Yes."

"Who is she?" Edward asked even though he knew exactly who it was.

"Isabella."

"How old is she?" Edward asked.

"When I took her virginity, when I took those pictures, or now?" Jacob asked with a smirk.

"Just answer the question." Fucker, he thought.

"She was 15 the first time. Now she's 17."

Edward narrowed his eyes at Jacob. "Do you think that a 15 year old girl wanted you to torture her the way you did?" he asked as he flicked more pictures at him angrily.

"No she didn't want it. But I did it anyways. And it fucking felt good." Jacob sneered. "She was mine. I could do whatever I want to her and she'd take it like the good little bitch she was. If I said sit, she'd sit. If I said jump, she'd jump. If I told her to suck my cock, guess what she'd do." Jacob snickered. "She was my favorite…know why?" Jacob taunted. "'Cause she was the tightest." He chuckled and sat back. "What would you do with that kind of power…you would use it to benefit yourself…and fuck…that's exactly what I did."

Bella watched with horrified eyes as Edward's face turned red with anger. His lip curled back over his teeth. "You raped her. She was just a child Black."

"I didn't care. I still don't."

Edward smirked, "Did you know that child molesters are at the bottom of the food chain in prison?" he saw Jacob's Adam's apple bob up and down. "Did you know that all I have to do is make a phone call, and your jail mates will know that you're a baby rapist?" Edward grinned. "Do you know what they do to baby rapists Black?"Jacob nodded nervously.

She jumped to her feet and made her way towards the door.

"Bella? What are you doing?" Alec exclaimed.

"I need to face him." She explained as she shut the door behind her.

She walked to the entrance of the interrogation room and pushed the door open swiftly, finally ready to actually face her tormentor.

A/N: Would you call that a cliffie? I would and I bet it pisses you guys off doesn't it *grins*

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