She knew.

There was a sound of an extra fluttering heart in the house now and there was no one there but me and her. And she had not heart.

Or at least it wasn't beating like this one.

And it wouldn't have come from my stomach.

She didn't like it. Not one bit. She went absolutely ballistic when it happened. The rescue had happened too late and now she knew.

I was scared. So scared. Begged her to calm down. Telling her it was fine. Pleading her not to hurt the baby. Begging. Praying.

She wouldn't stop yelling. Wouldn't stop reclaiming me time after time. Wanting to show that I was still hers even though had something of Jacob's inside myself.

She would bite me.

To let her venom get inside me, but then suck it back out along with some of my blood. Just to show me who I belonged to. Just to leave her mark on me. One on my both wrists. One on both sides of my neck. Some on my shoulders and around my collarbones, thighs, hips...

The pain was excruciating as always of course and I would yell and cry.

And she muffled the sound with a simple handkerchief tucked over my mouth.

But she wouldn't kill the baby. "Not yet", she said.

She wanted me to bear him and give birth to him so that she could kill with her bare hands. So she could look into the eyes of her enemy and watch the life drain out from his eyes from her doing.

And I threw up when she told me this. Never stopped crying. Clutched at her clothes, begging on my knees that she would do no such horrific, inhuman act. That she would let him live for my sake for I would do anything to kill myself if she took him away from me. That I could never love her if she did so. That I would never leave her if she wouldn't do it. That I would forever love her if she would let him live. That I give myself to her fully, inside and out, give my baby to Jacob's custody, tell him that I never loved him, tell him to take his baby with him and leave me and Bella alone, and I'd stay with her forever and always and I'd love and honor her with everything I had for the rest of eternity.

Anything. I'd do anything if she wouldn't hurt the baby. Anything.

And she just looked at me like she didn't understand my words. Like she couldn't understand what I was telling her.

And I knew I'd never be able love her even if she would let my baby live, because she didn't understand love herself. Because she had become a monster.

And I just cried and pray to Lord that we'd be alright. That the old lady had brought my message to Jacob and they were coming.

Dear God, help me now... Dear God, please...

We drove like madmen to the location the most lovely old lady had told me about. It was a long drive and so we had enough time to figure out a plan while we drove to Winter Harbour. We knew we couldn't just bust in, because who knew what Bella might do then. She had already shown her capabilities to take down a group of vampires just on her own by using her mischievous ways of getting to people and then backstabbing them. It was fairly expected that if it came down to a fight where she was losing, Bella would find a way to blackmail us, possibly by threatening to harm Edward even though she claimed to love him - although that love bordered more on obsession for the most part. We needed to be sneaky and clever with this.

We decided to stay away from their exact location and remain in town for a while to watch over them. We thought it would be best if we picked a day when Bella was off to hunt. We'd get Edward safe first and then ultimately... attack on Bella. Of course, Carlisle still wanted to try a more diplomatic approach first even for all the damage she had made that couldn't be fixed. Me and Rosalie made sure to give him incredulous looks when he said that he would try to see if she would turn back to her normal self and right herself if we gave her the chance.

"You'd endanger Edward's situation if she happened say yes, which I do doubt she would. Regardless she could turn on us at any time if we took her back. You're being ridiculous Carlisle, I'm not accepting this", I had told him. He couldn't deny that fact and had just turned his gaze back to the road with a saddened but also hardened expression. He had simply nodded in agreement after a while.

"We'll have to end her", Rosalie had stated and the rest of the drive remained silent.

We stayed in a small motel room about five miles from their house waiting for the right time to take action. It took eight days.

I was on the verge of breaking down and just running to the house not really caring if I got killed or if any palefaces saw some supernatural things anymore. It was tearing me apart knowing where my love was, being practically mentally tortured, not knowing if help was on the way, and we're just holding back a couple miles down the road from them.

But today, Bella was out hunting. We knew this by having Rosalie inspecting the woods near the house, looking out for her sounds and scent. Rosalie had her scent covered the best she could with getting down with the earth and other strong, but natural scents. You could smell her still, but only from a short distance. Overall she wasn't too happy about the fact being covered in mud and other rather dirty stuff from head to toe, but her hatred towards Bella was great enough for her to do this. She had an earpiece where she would tell us if she could hear Bella before her also hearing Rosalie.

Carlisle was needed with me since he was a doctor and it would be important to see if Edward's health was on the right track still. I would be going with him of course.

So when when we heard the "okay" from Rosalie, we got into action. We drove faster than the speed-limit, but no police was looking out for any of that around here anyway. And who gave a shit when my mate was in the hands of a murderous and crazy vampire?

We got to the house, an old looking cabin. Looked a lot like my home down in La Push which was weird. We didn't bother knocking, I just broke down the lock of the door and went in, Carlisle in tow.

"EDWARD!" I shouted for my mate and supervising over the area we were in - a living room. Empty. I ran to the stairs taking to the upper floor. "Edward? It's me." I called for him again when I saw a wooden door shut which seemed to lead to a bedroom. It was locked. My eyes widened and jaw tightened at the sight of it. I pressed my ear to the door and listened carefully. I heard something being muffled, but nothing like Edward being just behind the door so I deemed it alright to kick that door down too.

I felt my stomach drop, but also felt relief wash over me at the same time causing me to have the strangest sensation when I saw him.

She had tied his hands to the wooden headboard, tied a black cloth over his mouth and had his shirt removed. His sweet face was covered in tears and eyes shut tightly.

A small bump was showing on his stomach. My baby.

"Edward", I breathed out as I rushed to his side, releasing the bind from his mouth first. He kept his eyes shut, whole body trembling underneath my touch as I cupped his face in my warm hands. "Baby, it's me. It's me, Jacob. You're going to be alright, love. I'm here. I'm gonna take you out of here", I murmured to him in a soft voice, trying to break him out of whatever he was in.

His eyes shot open, revealing those vivid green orbs that I had missed seeing for so long. He gasped, a cry escaping from between his bruised lips. "Jake!" he whimpered. His hands wiggled, trying to touch me too, but they were still tied to the headboard so I went to open the ties from them immediately.

"It's alright now, baby. You're okay. Carlisle's downstairs keeping a watch. Rosalie's gonna be surprising Bella soon and she's going to be returning here pretty soon, so we're going to need to get going now. I'm going to take you to safety", I told him and finally got the ties ripped open. The skin around his wrists looked raw and red and only fueled my fiery anger towards that damn bitch. What the fuck had she been doing to him?!

Edward only whispered my name over and over again as I wrapped a simple blanket over his half-naked form. I didn't bother waiting for him to get up on his own and decided to just carry him out of this damned house.

I got him in my arms easily and carefully but quickly took us downstairs to Carlisle. He looked anxious like the rest of us. He turned to look at us when we came down and relief washed over his sullen expression as well when he saw his son again. He sighed and just looked at Edward for a moment with the love I knew only a father could have for his only son who he had just saved. He gently put his hands around his face and kissed his forehead.

Then he looked up to me and thanked me, motioning for us to move.

"She's coming. Take the car and get going. Take him far away from here. We'll take care of Bella. For good", he said, now much more at ease and more determined than I had ever seen him as. But there was that ever present sorrow deep within his golden eyes like always nowadays. But I knew that was also the reason for taking the last step he ever wanted to commit today.

I nodded and he clasped my back before going outside. I carried Edward to the car, seated in to lay in the backseat, kissed him and drove us far away.

I'm the worst updating. But guys, if you're still with me, this story is coming to an end soon. Oh man, it's been a long journey.