Another new POV. i hope you like. I'm not too proud of this chapter, but it is the best I can do for now.

Chapter 26: Emmett POV

When we had docked the boat, Molly hurdled out of it, running along the rocky beach. I chased after her, running with all my might. I heard Edward behind me, knowing he was feeling the same way I was.

The brown pup ran onto a worn path, which was uneven and twisting. Molly sat a little ahead, tail wagging and tongue out. As soon as I got close though, she shot off again. She continued this until a modest sized house came into view.

"Good girl, Molly! Edward, I see a house! I think we found them!" I shouted.

My heart leapt, knowing that Rose, my beautiful wife, was closer than she'd been in what had to have been a lifetime. If James has laid one finger one her…

Then a high pitched scream came from inside, alerting me to danger, and I stopped dead, panting hard from the long run. My senses became alert, taking in every sound around me. Edward appeared at my side, also panting.

But there was no sound to hear, only our rapid breathing, and Molly's high pitched whimper. Her tail was wagging rapidly. She wanted to get in there as much as we did.

I turned to Edward, pointing at myself then to the right. He nodded then headed left. I dug my phone out from my pocket, plugged in the head phones that came with it, and crept along till I reached the edge of the house.

"Testing, testing. Edward, can you hear me? Over." I said quietly as I examined the walls.

After a few seconds his voice crackled through my ear buds. "Loud and clear, Emmett. See or hear anything?"

"Negative. All's clear here. You? And you better say 'over' damn it. Over." I replied.

"Nothing here… over." Edward sounded exasperated. Mission Accomplished…

A door slammed loudly, drawing my attention. Two men stumbled out, talking loudly. I recognized one as the guy from the Las Vegas club we went to. They split up and disappeared from view.

Of three windows, only one was open. I crawled 'army style' till I was underneath it, then hoisted myself up and through the small opening.

It was a little too small. I had to wiggle my huge shoulders in sideways, then slide the rest into the small window.

I landed with a thunk on the floor. I jumped up, unaware if anything was in the room.

My eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the dim light, but when they did, I was horrified with what I saw.

My beautiful wife was tied to a bed, arms held above her head, and her pretty ankles spread apart. Her blouse was ripped and her skirt was hiked up to mid thigh, not enough to see anything, but certainly enough to enrage me.

But that didn't spike my temper as much as what was done to her face. The imprint of a hand was bright red on her cheek, practically glowing in the lamp light.

I was livid, my only though was to rip out the throats of the man who did this to her gorgeous face.

I approached her bed slowly, silently. Her head was turned down, her eyes hidden away from me, but a soft sniffle gave her away.

I hesitated, my hand an inch from her shoulder, until I couldn't wait any more. I placed my fingers gently on her, causing her to jerk violently.

That could only fuel my anger. When I get my hands on that foul low life…

"Rose, baby? Rosie?" I asked, trying to soothe her quacking body.

Finally, she turned to look at me, her eyes filled with tears.

"Emmett?" Her voice sounded strangled to me, much different than the other times I've heard her speak, sounding like an angel. "Oh Emmett, I never should have left. We should have waited for you, I was stupid and impulsive. I'm so sorry."

She rambled on as I untied her. Once she was freed, I helped my uncontrollable but extremely loveable wife off the bed.

I held her, my only life line, the only person I would call if I needed help on that millionaire show. She would be by my side, and that's one of the reason's I loved her.

"I'm glad that you're here Emmett. I'll just stay here… tied to a bed… in a psycho's house." If Bella's voice was any indication, she was annoyed. I reluctantly let go of Rose, and we both untangled her.

The knots were poorly made, obviously Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dum never got that badge in Boy Scouts. With in no time, Bella was on her feet, inquiring about Edward.

I shrugged, wondering where he might be too.

A creaky door opened slowly, reminding me of a horror movie, with the bad guy coming into the room to kill his hostages.

I quickly shoved Bella and Rose behind me, ready for a fight.

"Easy cowboy, it's just me." Edward said, his hands up in mock surrender. Bella pushed past me practically throwing herself into his waiting arms.

It was a joyous reunion, and I was extremely grateful to have my wife back in my arms. The thought of having her being harmed in any way made my eyes blur with anger and my mouth to get a metallic taste in my mouth.

Minutes later, the other couple made their way over.

"What's the plan? I don't think we'll be able to just walk out the front door knowing James." Bella said.

"Of course not, cup cake. I wouldn't let my wife stroll back out of my life again, sweet heart." Bella and Rose visibly stiffened at the voice.

I turned to face a man I have never met, yet I feel a dangerous hatred for.

James.

Next chapter is the big confrontation between Edward/Emmett v. James. Any guess as to what might happen? Please review and tell me your thoughts!

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