A/N: FINALLY! I did it! The next chapter! This one is a downer, let me tell you. I hated writing it, but it had to be done.

Enjoy.

BPOV

I called Ben and Angela and told them to meet me at the hospital. I had found out that Carlisle put Edward in a special part of the hospital, in the Isolation Ward, so I knew that we would be in privacy, for the most part. Rose drove me back home, with Alice following us in her own car. I unlocked the front door, my brain completely detached from what was going on. I left the door open and headed upstairs to my office, packing a bag carefully and methodically. I heard Rose and Alice talking downstairs, their voices growing louder as they came towards the stairs. I went into our bedroom, opening up each drawer slowly and searching through every item before placing it in my bag. I went into the walk-in closet and started to pack a bag for Edward. I picked up a sweater laying on the floor and lifted it up, his scent wafting towards me. I buried my face in the sweater, inhaling deeply. Tears pricked my eyes and I slid down the wall, amidst a pile of dirty clothes. The idea that harbored in me from the moment I realized he was possessed came out in full force. What if Edward doesn't come home? I'll be stuck here, all alone…I didn't know I had said those thoughts aloud or that Alice had found me in the closet because in seconds she was wrapped around me and I was sobbing.

"It'll be all right. Edward will come home." She whispered, trying to soothe me. I clung to her tiny frame with all my strength; she seemed to be the only thing that was anchoring me to reality.

"I'm just scared." I whimpered, trying to convey my feelings to her.

"So am I. We all are."

"Not as scared as me. Alice, I've never actually done an exorcism before."

EPOV

"Let go of me, you fucking bastard!" I roared at Jacob, his black figure inches away from me. The chains were bigger and heavier this time around, and I knew that there was no chance for my escape. Not that I knew what I was going to do once I got them off of me.

"Calm yourself, boy, or you'll tire yourself out before the show even starts."

"Don't place a single finger on Bella or I'll kill you myself." The black figure shifted into a man, and he sauntered towards me. He grinned wickedly and I felt my head slam back hard against a solid surface. His face swirled sickeningly close around me and I could smell his breath. The rotting odor made me gag and I knew if he stayed there longer than a minute, I was going to throw up.

"How do you plan on doing that when you're dead?" I tried not to breathe and I knew he noticed what I was doing. He let out a long breath and my stomach churned and I heaved noisily. Jacob laughed and rubbed vomit all over my face, as in punishment. I kept my eyes closed and tried to concentrate on something other than the vomit on my face and the demon keeping me prisoner. I imagined Bella, her bright smiling face, the look in her eyes when she told me she loved me, the way her body fit perfectly to mine when we were in bed. My breath caught painfully in my chest. What if I never was able to hold Bella in my arms again, to hear her laughter, feel her lips against mine? I thought of the children we might have; they would have her eyes and temperament, but my smile. I was brought out of my thoughts by a violent shake.

"Enough!" Jacob bellowed.

"It's never enough. She's never enough. You will never know what it is like to hold the woman you love in your arms every night, to wake up to her every morning. You live your life….your existence tormenting others, feeding off their pain and suffering. You're nothing more than a shell of a man." He whirled around to me, gripping my neck in his vise-like grip.

"I thought I told you to be quiet." He enunciated each word by squeezing my neck tighter and tighter until I was gasping for air. When my eyes began rolling back in my head, he released me and I sagged against my chains.

"Bella," I wheezed, her name like a prayer on my lips.

BPOV

Emmett was waiting for us at the entrance of the hospital. Rose ran up to him, checking her husband out for any obvious injuries; he looked perfectly fine, except for the bruising around his neck. He embraced Rosalie, kissed Alice's forehead and engulfed me in a bear hug. His broad shoulders shook and I felt his tears soak into my shirt. I stood on my tip toes to whisper in his ear.

"I will do everything in my power to bring him back. I swear." I kissed his cheek and wiped his face dry of tears. His lower lip stuck out and his big blue eyes were red and puffy.

"He's my brother. I love him," He said simply, a fresh batch of tears welling in his eyes. I grabbed his warm hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

"I do too."

Upon entering Edward's room, I was assaulted with sight, sound and smell. I zeroed in on Edward, who looked as though he was sleeping peacefully, but I knew better. I had seen him like this countless times and I knew that he was confronting Jacob. Esme was hovering over him, cleaning up what looked like vomit off of his face and neck. Carlisle monitored his son's vital signs, every once in a while glancing down at the bed. His eyes would cloud over and he would briskly shake his head. Jasper sat in the corner, looking a little more than worse for wear. Alice hurried over to him, her tiny hands running over his face and chest. They had a muted conversation and soon Alice sat still on her husband's lap. Emmett and Rosalie settled down next to them and stared solemnly at the figure on the bed.

"Bella," Esme murmured, coming towards me. She hugged me and brushed back hair from my forehead lovingly. Tears swam in my eyes and she cooed softly.

"It's all right, darling. Even the courageous ones have weak moments,"

"I'm so scared," I whispered and buried my face in her neck. I breathed in her warm scent and felt oddly comforted, something I had missed since my mother left me.

"So are we. It hurts even more when someone you love is involved, isn't it? Darling Bella, so loving and strong, it's no wonder Edward fell head over heels for you. We're all here for the both of you. We'll help you through it," There was a soft knock on the door and Angela and Ben entered the room. They brought a large bag along with them. Esme stroked my cheek and went to go stand next to Carlisle. Angela hugged me, so did Ben.

"Sorry we weren't here sooner. We had to get our things," Angela whispered, gesturing to the bag Ben sat on the floor.

"It's all right. I just got here. Can I talk to you two outside for a moment?" As much as I didn't like the fact leaving Edward, I needed to ask them for advice.

"What's going on?" Ben asked, his boyish face creased with concern.

"You both have been with me for years, right?"

"Yea, since college." Angela answered, confused by my question.

"And you've traveled with me, experienced things most people don't in a lifetime?"

"Yes. Bella, where are you going with this?" Ben asked, shaking his head.

"Have you ever actually seen me perform an exorcism?" Both stared at me blankly and my stomach sunk.

"…we've seen exorcisms performed before. I taped one when we went to England. Jesus, we're totally out of our league here, aren't we?" Ben cursed under his breath and began pacing. Angela let out a long, shaky breath and rubbed my arm.

"Is something wrong?" Carlisle asked, sticking his head into the hall. Ben stopped pacing and ran his fingers through his hair. I nodded, gripping Angela for support.

"I need to tell your family something,"

I broke the news as easy as I could. At first, they were furious. Emmett stormed from the room and Alice broke into sobs. I explained to them that I had seen exorcisms done before, but they were small-scale, nothing of this caliber. I had sent Angela and Ben out to find as much as they could on performing them. Ben promised to bring the tape back.

"So you're telling us you can't do it?" Jasper hissed, his voice full of volatile emotion.

"In a way. This is the work of demonologists. I'm just a paranormal investigator. I shadowed a demonologist for a couple of months,"

"Then call them! They could help us," Rosalie said, pulling out her cell phone and handing it to me. I shook my head.

"He'd be no help to us at the moment. He's currently in a remote section of the Orient." I sat down next to Edward's bed and put my head in my hands.

We waited. And waited. Emmett returned a little while later, noticeably less agitated. He had gone with Jasper to find food for all of us. Edward hadn't moved since the vomiting incident, something they filled me in on later. The door swung open and we all turned to look, wondering if it was the men coming back with food. It was Angela and Ben, looking a little out of breath.

"We did it, Bella." Angela held up a small black bag and Ben handed me the video tape. I opened the bag and searched through it.

"What is this all?" I pulled out a wooden cross, a small plastic bottle filled with liquid, and a book.

"It's a long story. We hit up the Internet café in the lobby and found a bookstore that had some things on exorcisms and possessions. We headed over there and to our luck, the cashier told us to head to the church because the priest knew some things on exorcisms. So, we went over and he gave us all this." Angela picked up the cross and examined it.

"Why didn't you bring him back here?" Angela closed her eyes and sighed.

"Yea, here's the thing: the man hasn't actually performed one either. This is all things he learned and was given during his teachings."

"Shit! God damnit! Then how the hell am I supposed to save Edward?!" I screamed, the news being the final straw on the camel's back. Everyone in the room flinched and quieted.

"Fuck!" I pushed everything off my lap and jumped up. I kicked the wall in frustration, tears streamed down my cheeks. My foot throbbed in pain, but it was nothing compared to what my heart was experiencing. The entire Cullen family stared at me, finally seeing that their only hope of saving their son had disappeared. Unable to handle it, I ran from the room…like a coward.

Well....how'd you like that one? I'm in the same boat as Bella. I have no idea on how this whole exorcism thing works. I've seen it done, but when I write it out, it's going to be my version, so if you actually know how it's done, please don't be disappointed or zip me off an email or review, telling me the ins and outs of it.

Speaking of which, why don't you go ahead and write me a review anyway?