AN: Last chapter was full of lemony goodness, so this chapter is full of… tomatoes?

Yeah, I think I'll go with tomatoes.

BPOV

Edward came back to bed after feeding Abby and slept with me until his phone alarm went off entirely too early this morning. I roused enough to pull him down to me by his tie and give him a passionate kiss, morning breath included, then drifted back to dreamland.

When I woke again, I looked at the clock and knew Edward would be gone. He would be at work at this time. I stayed in bed, awake, going over everything that had happened the previous night. What a glorious night it was.

Edward said he would call me today when he got a chance.

I finally climbed out of bed and headed into the kitchen to start some coffee, then went back to my bathroom and hopped into the shower.

My shower done, I got dressed and returned to the kitchen for my coffee.

I poured myself a cup, and thought about what Abby and I would do today. Edward was at work, and Alice, Jasper, Rose, and Emmett were all out of town at some security convention.

Maybe we would go visit my parents. It had been a while since we had seen them, and they loved her just like I did. It was impossible to not love her chubby little cheeks, and no-longer toothless grin.

I called my dad quickly to let him know that we would be over later in the day. He and mom were excited about getting to see their daughter and granddaughter.

My mind wandered to Edward as I tested the temperature of my coffee.

I was pulled away from my too hot cup of coffee and thoughts by a knock on the front door. I wasn't expecting anyone, though I hoped maybe Rose or Alice had decided not to go to the convention.

I excitedly opened the door, completely unprepared for what was on the other side.

The first thing that caught my eye was the fiery red hair and icy blue eyes. Then my eyes settled on the pistol that was in her hand, pointed directly at me.

I gasped, spilling my steaming cup of coffee down the front of my shirt, and tried to slam the door. It was useless as she stuck her foot in the door jam.

I heard Abby cry from the other room and my heart plummeted. I had been hoping that this woman didn't know Abby was here and I didn't want them to find out.

"Go get the bastard baby," Red hissed. My eyes widened in realization. This was the person that had been haunting my thoughts, and causing my nightmares.

"GO!" She yelled loudly.

"I have to get a bottle first," I told her as I backed into the kitchen, my hands raised above my head in a gesture of surrender. I prepared a bottle quickly and rushed to Abby's room.

I picked her up and shushed her as a lone tear slid down my cheek. She ate hungrily as I walked back out to the living room, silently praying that this was not the end. I hoped that I would get the chance to tell Edward that I loved him.

When I returned to the living room, Red had company. Unfortunately, it wasn't any kind of company that would be beneficial to us.

I recognized the young man that was next to her as one of the security guards employed by Emmett and Jasper, though I couldn't remember his name.

"Get them and let's go," Red demanded of her accomplice. I immediately thought of the emergency cell phone in the diaper bag.

"Wait, let me get her diaper bag," I pleaded.

"Fine, but you won't need it for very long," she replied, and my blood instantly went cold.

I froze, earning me a kick from the security guard. I nearly fell from the force of his kick to my leg, but caught myself.

"Let's go!" He yelled. I scrambled to the diaper bag and hoisted it onto my shoulder, careful to keep a tight hold on Abby.

"We'll have to take the service elevator back down," he told Red as we walked out the apartment door. I left the door open in the hopes that Edward would know something was wrong when he got off work.

Assuming it wasn't too late for us by the time he realized that we were gone.

I followed behind the security guard, still dressed in his required uniform, while Red trailed behind me, the gun pressed into my back.

We boarded the service elevator and began our descent. When the doors opened, the security guard poked his head out and looked both ways before giving us the all clear.

Red poked the gun into my back forcefully, pushing me out of the elevator. The hallway we were in was empty.

Before I could even think about hollering for help, hoping that someone would hear me, a hand was clamped over my mouth, tightly, and more pressure was exerted with the gun.

"Keep quiet, or we'll have some play time with the baby," Red taunted. Shivers raced through my body at her words as tears streamed down my face.

I nodded in understanding and bit down on my tongue to keep quiet. After walking down the empty, silent hallway, I was shoved through a door held open by the shady security guy.

In the brief moment before I was shoved into the vehicle, I recognized the black hummer from our shopping trip.

I didn't like that Abby wasn't in her car seat, but I knew that was the least of our concerns.

After driving for a few minutes, I realized that we were heading toward my old house. The house that had been vandalized beyond repair, according to my dad.

Dad. I hoped he would notice that we were missing before too long, I knew that our time was limited.

I instantly thought of the 9-1-1 cell phone Edward had given me. It was tucked away in the diaper bag. Now if I could just need a reason to get into the diaper bag.

Abby had just eaten, so I didn't think an excuse about her being hungry would work. The diapers were in a completely different pocket, as were the wipes.

OH! The binky! Now Abby just needs to cry. I silently apologize to Abby before pinching her lightly on the leg.

I'm so sorry Abby, but I'm trying to get us out of this, alive.

She immediately began crying, but it was as if she knew what I was doing. Her cry was loud, and it sounded as if she were truly upset, to someone who didn't know her cries.

"She needs her pacifier," I told Red, who was sitting next to me.

"Shut her up!" Mr. Security yelled from his spot behind the wheel.

My hands quickly found their way into the diaper bag. I found the cell phone first, and then the pacifier. I quickly pushed the button on the cell phone, and then gave Abby her binky.

She quieted down quickly. Then the goddamn phone beeped. I sent up another silent prayer that neither of the evil people with us had heard the beep.

Evidently I was wishing on the wrong star.

"What the fuck did you do?" Red screamed, causing Abby to cry again. I ignored Red and began comforting Abby. Red took my moment of distraction to grab the diaper bag, and she dumped the contents onto the floor in front of her.

I watched with terrified eyes as the cell phone fell out of the bag, and landed perfectly on top of the pile. Oh no.

Her hate filled eyes found my teary ones as she picked up the cell phone. Her window rolled down, and she threw it out into the street.

I watched out the back window as the car behind us smashed the cell phone to smithereens.

AN: Okay guys, how do you like them apples? I mean tomatoes…