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Chapter 27

BPOV

December 17, 2008

Edward.

The odd thing about the rehab center was that it used to be a quaint little resort where the booze ran freely during prohibition. When they remodeled and turned it into the rehab center, most of the rumrunner's tunnels were blocked.

Except for the one that happened to be three hundred yards outside of Aro's office.

Unfortunately, Mike knew about its location. It was perfect for two men on the lam…who just shot a respected doctor and needed to get out of sight quickly…with their pregnant hostage before the cops showed up to arrest their sorry asses.

Mike pulled me along behind him. James was behind me making sure that I had no escape, as we made our way through the tunnel.

"Baby, you know where this leads right?" James asked. Mike had my right arm in a death grip while I had my left wrapped protectively around my stomach.

"We will end up about half a mile outside the facility in the woods. Don't worry, about a mile beyond that is a small cottage where we can regroup and figure things out from there. The first thing we need to do is figure out how the fuck we are going to get her into Mexico. But, don't worry baby. We will fix this." Mike turned and flashed what he once called his 'Bella' smile and gave my arm a sharp tug.

What was I an incubator on legs? There was a very specific reason that surrogacy was created in today's times. Mike made more than enough money to afford the cost of a surrogate mother. Why the hell does he want my baby?

I asked him that very question. His answer told me how sick and twisted he truly was.

"Because, I was already married to you by the time James and I decided we wanted a child together. Why would I pay when we had you? It was supposed to be easy. I had a foolproof plan. Get you pregnant, wait nine months, and take the kid. I even had a plan just in case I needed to make you look like the delinquent parent. It would have been a cakewalk to make you look like a bad mother. But, that plan has gone to shit now. We can still make a beautiful life together in Mexico, right baby?" Mike said looking at James…with love in his eyes.

My blood ran cold. I was going to be sick. They had been planning this forever and I was too stupid to catch on to my husband's devious plot.

"Right baby. What do you want, a boy or girl?" James asked glaring down at me.

"I just want my kid. I don't have a preference whether it is a boy or a girl. Do you have any names picked out yet, J?"

They were going on as if they were two guys talking about football over a beer…not two murderers and kidnappers dragging a pregnant woman down an old prohibition tunnel to her inevitable death several months from now.

God please let us get out of this alive. At least spare my baby. Let my baby make it out of this and back with Edward. Please let Edward find us.

EPOV

December 17, 2008

I was folded into Emmett's jeep as we sped along the highway. His atlas was sprawled across my lap in my vain attempt to find a quicker route to Dr. Volturi's rehabilitation center.

"Take the next exit," I muttered as I flipped a page in the atlas. The back roads lead throughout the surrounding area. Just through the forest was an old logging road that lead up to the back end of the facility. It was a direct route to Dr. Volturi's as opposed to the grueling journey around the outskirts of the dense forest to the paved road leading up to the facility.

"Sure thing," Emmett pulled off the highway and under my direction drove twenty miles east before pulling onto the old logging road.

"Are you sure this is a road?" My dad asked from the backseat.

"Yes," I hissed out as Emmett drove as fast as he could along the dirt path with all its dips, potholes, and dangerous curves. In truth, the road resembled more of an old, wide hiking path than anything else. Nothing less than a four-wheel drive would safely be able to take this road. But it was much faster.

All I could think about was Bella and what that bastard was doing to her. Surely, he would not hurt her. She was pregnant and he wanted the child…that much was evident. My fear was that I would not be able to get to Bella and our baby before he took off with them. If that happened, there would be a good chance that I would never see them again.

If anything happened to them, I would not be able to continue. It was as simple as that. I had no life without them in it. I needed them to survive; they were my air.

"Hold on tight! We're coming up on some rough patches." I grabbed the handle bar on the dash and fought back the grimace of pain from the jeep jostling my leg as I was ripped from my musings.

Please God, keep them safe for me.

BPOV

December 17, 2008

I was not going to lie. I was scared.

These two psychopaths were discussing baby names like it was the weather or something.

"How about Ashley for a girl?" James said.

"I dated an Ashley. She was a bigger bitch than this one," Mike nodded his head indicating me.

"Okay, what about Meredith?" James continued.

Mike stopped in his tracks, turned, and gave James an odd look.

"Meredith? Really?"

"It was my Grandmother's name. The good one that left me the trust." James mumbled.

"That you can't access till your thirty-five or produce an heir. She was a whack job. I remember that time we went and saw her over summer break. She kept giving me the evil eye."

With good reason, I thought to myself.

"Hey, not everyone is going to like you." James spouted back as we continued moving.

Ahead of us, I could see a light slicing through the dim tunnel. I took in a sharp breath as we approached. James pushed the butt of the gun into my lower back turning my gasp of surprise into a gasp of pain.

Mike climbed the ladder before us to the hidden hatch in the tunnel's ceiling. As he struggled with the rusted door, James took the opportunity to lean in close and talk to me.

"Keeping quiet I see, my little bitch. I am very happy that you are following the instructions that I gave you back in the doctor's office. I can't wait till you have this child. As soon as that baby is out of you, you're mine. Mike never wanted to share you all of these years and I really do want to know what I was missing out on before I gut you and leave you at the United States border. How tight is that luscious cunt of yours? Hmmm? I love Mike but I have wanted a piece of you for a very long time, pet. I can't wait to fucking claim you."

James licked the shell of my ear and chuckled darkly. "And this child," James jammed the nose of the gun into my stomach roughly, "if it looks anything like that fucker of a sperm donor and Mike figures out he is not the father…then I know plenty of people ready to buy a baby. I can get more if it's a little girl. Girls are always worth more. Perhaps I won't kill you.

Maybe I'll just sell you too. You can have a nice little curtained room in a brothel in Thailand. You wouldn't mind that, would you? You'd give it up for anyone. On the other hand, maybe I should keep you locked in my basement and use you any fucking time I want. I could send pictures every now and then to your lover and let him see how a real man gets the job done. Maybe I will just keep you to breed. Hmmm…I have so many options with you, sweet Bella."

The shiver started at the base of my skull and ran down my spine. The only thing running through my mind was 'Run! Run! Save the baby! Save yourself! Run Bella, RUN!' The shiver turned into a full body tremor as Mike forced the hatch open and crawled out into the bright sunlight.

Turning, Mike reached down and held out a hand for me to climb out with him.

I knew this was my chance and I had to take it.

I grabbed Mike's hand and hoisted myself up the rotting ladder. Several rungs broke beneath the excess weight I purposely placed on them, turning to dust under my feet. Mike pulled me clear and I scrambled behind him as he reached down to help James.

"Fuck, those rungs have gone to shit, babe," James called out to Mike. Mike grunted under the weight from below as he began hoisting that psycho to the surface.

There was no way I was letting these crazy bastards get their hands on my baby.

Either way I was dead. I knew that my child was too if they were able to get him or her away from me.

I would not allow anyone to hurt my child.

Mama Bear was awoken and with a quick shove, I sent Mike sprawling into the tunnel beneath us.

"What the HELL?" he roared from below me. I slammed the hatch closed, turning the spin lever before running like a bat out of hell.

Feet…don't fail me now.

EPOV

December 17, 2008

"End of the line," Emmett said as he pulled the jeep to a stop. I grabbed my crutches and the atlas as I scrambled out of the jeep. Emmett, Jasper, Charlie and my father piled out as I got my bearings and headed northeast.

"This way. The facility is two miles from here."

We headed out as fast as we could. Dad refused to leave my side. Emmett and Jasper ran ahead of us, each with a tire iron in hand. Charlie had his gun cocked and ready. We had no idea what we were walking into, but it didn't matter. Bella was out here, somewhere and we had to get to her before the unthinkable happened.

"How are you holding up son?" My father asked about a half mile in.

"I'm fine." It was true. Dad had insisted on numbing my leg from the knee down at the hospital. The only thing that fucking bothered me was the jaw clattering potholes on the logging road.

We continued on, spreading ourselves by about a hundred yards. Another ten minutes passed when we heard the shouting and the gunshots.

It was the voice of James that I heard shouting.

BPOV

December 17, 2008

I ran with everything I had in me.

Adrenaline was pumping through my veins. I was nearly graceful in my single mindedness. I leapt over fallen logs and exposed tree branches; I darted through the trees like a fucking wood nymph.

It felt as if I was running from the big bad wolves on crack. I giggled at that thought briefly.

I was doing fine till I heard two competing sounds.

"ISABELLA! YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT, BITCH!"

It was the voice of James from somewhere behind me.

"Babe! Come back! Don't fucking hurt her! She is carrying precious cargo! You will not hurt my child!"

That one was Mike.

So they got out of the hatch. How the hell did they manage that? I could not worry about it. I had to get away from them…far, far away.

I kept running, but the shots they were firing behind me, threw me off my groove.

"Ouch!" I cried out as I stumbled over an exposed root and fell to the ground on my knees.

"Fuck!"

Looking down I saw what could only be a tree limb entering one side of my calf and out the other. Blood began to pour from both sides of my leg. The smell reached my nostrils and I held my hand to my nose, willing the nausea away.

I tried standing but fell back down in the most awful pain imaginable.

Running was out of the question.

Ahead of me I saw the cottage Mike had mentioned earlier. If I could get in there and lay low, I might stand a chance.

I began the slow crawl towards the dilapidated looking cottage, praying it would give me the safety that I needed.

EPOV

December 17, 2008

"ISABELLA! YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT, BITCH!" I heard in the distance. It was James's voice. Whatever she did to make him so angry…I hoped that made it fucking hurt.

We had to follow the sound of that voice. I would rather die than let that monster get his hands on Bella and our child.

We were all frozen for a moment…trying to decide which direction to head towards. Charlie whispered that we should split up to find them faster. Charlie and I were going to stay together because it was hard as hell for me to get around on crutches with very little feeling in one of my legs and he had a weapon. My father and my brothers split up and went in three separate directions.

We did not hear any more yelling. Shit, I prayed he would start talking again. I prayed that Bella would start screaming…anything to tell us where she was. Something big had happened and I needed to find my love.

My cell phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out quickly without looking at who it was. "Hello?"

"Edward…it's Seth. Rose, Alice and I found Victoria and got her to talk. You are not going to believe what we have discovered."

"Spit it out Seth!" I said in another whisper.

"Dude, why are you whispering?"

"Just tell me Seth!"

"Okay, sorry man. Well, it seems that James only married Victoria so that she could get her green card. He is in love with someone else."

"Leah?"

"Nope…James is in love with one Mr. Mike Newton."

"WHAT?" I yelled.

Charlie glared at me and put his finger up to his lips to tell me to be quiet.

"Yeah…and that's not all. They targeted Bella from the very beginning. They hand picked her to be their incubator. They have been a couple since before Bella and Mike even met. Their plan was to get Bella pregnant with Mike's baby and then prove her an unfit mother so they could take off with the baby.

But Edward…Victoria says that James is really sick. She said that…he doesn't care about taking the baby from her legally…he wants to kill her. He has this sick obsession with her. Victoria said that he has been pissed all these years that Mike would not share her with him…sexually. He wants her to be his play thing Edward. He wants to do despicable things to her. You have to find her!"

"We're working on it Seth! Thanks for the information."

I hung up the phone and relayed all of the information to Charlie. He was just as shocked as I was. I hobbled on those damn crutches just a little faster. We had to get to my girl before that monster did. How far would Mike allow things to escalate?

"Look Edward! There is a cottage there in the distance!" Charlie said to me.

We headed towards it. As we did, the sounds coming from there would haunt me forever. We heard blood-curdling screams coming from the mouth of my beloved.

When we made it to the cottage, Charlie motioned for me to go through the front while he went around the back. The screams had stopped suddenly. Please let her be alive…and unharmed.

I opened the door, hobbled inside, and was met with the most disgusting scene I would ever see. James…on top of my Bella…his pants down around his ankles…while he was trying to tear hers away from her body. Bella was pinned beneath him…somewhat unconscious…mumbling incoherently. She was bloody. What the fuck had he done to her? I would end him…now.

I knew he had not raped her yet because her pants were still completely on her body. Her shirt was ripped off…the bastard had gotten half of her clothes off her.

I saw red. I did not care that the medicine my father injected into my leg was wearing off and I was in immense pain. I had to get that fucker away from my girl. I moved to him as quickly as I could in my condition and used my body to shove him away from her.

I heard the back door being kicked open. Thank goodness, Charlie was in now. He could tend to Bella while I dealt with this monster!

"Get the fuck off me Cullen! I am going to take what I want! I will taint your little peach where she will never be able to be touched by you again!"

I kept pounding him with my fists, my crutches, anything I could find. Unfortunately, he did not have a broken leg, and he was fighting me back. "Why James…why are you doing this? I thought you loved Mike. Why do you want to hurt her this way?"

He looked at me in shock. I continued, "Yes…I know about you and Mike."

"Good! I'm glad! I want everyone to know! He had to have her. I would have given him everything. But he wanted a fucking baby of his own and I could not give that to him. That whore could! Then the fucker would not even share her with me! He was supposed to love me and want to give me everything. She kept us apart. I hate her! I swore that I would make her pay for keeping me from him!"

"You…will…never…fucking…touch…her!" I yelled at him.

The guy was seriously ill. We rolled around on the floor. I noticed the gun next to Bella. As I saw that, I saw Charlie caring for his little girl. There were tears in his eyes as he took in the sight of his only child.

James must have laid the gun down when he was trying to rape her. Bella had some blood pooling at her forehead. I bet that fucker hit her in the head with his gun to get her to stop screaming.

I pulled myself across the floor, towards the gun. James grabbed my legs back towards him. I screamed from the fucking pain of that. He got the gun and I tried to knock it out of his hand. We were both fighting for the gun as he head butted me. I was seeing stars. I looked up just in time to see him standing over me with the gun pointed at my chest.

"Say good night Cullen," he said to me with a smirk.

I closed my eyes thinking this was the end. I heard two gunshots but felt nothing. I looked up…James was on the floor…blood pooling from his head and his chest. I looked behind me. Charlie and shot him twice.

That man was my fucking hero!

"Edward, are you alright?"

I nodded and crawled over to him and Bella the best that I could. Charlie had taken off his coat and wrapped it around his daughter's bare chest. She was completely quiet now but shaking.

We did not think it would be a good idea to move her until her injuries were discovered…so I settled for holding her hand and telling her that I was there. I told her I would never lose her again and that we would finally be together…for real…and forever…now.

"Edward…how far did he get?" Charlie asked me quietly.

"He didn't…rape her. I stopped him."

"Thank you, son."

"I would give my life for her, sir…you should know that by now."

"I do," he replied.

"Thanks for saving my life, sir."

"Stop the sir crap. I am guessing you are going to be my son-in-law soon enough…I think you need to call me…Charlie…or Dad. I've known you your whole life, kid. I would do it again if I had to."

Charlie and I looked up as we saw Jasper, Emmett, and my father burst through the front door of the cottage. They had Mike with them. Emmett has Mike's hands tied behind his back and he was leading him around like a dog.

"James! What the hell did you people do to him?" Mike yelled.

"Shut it boy!" Emmett told him. "You should be pissed after what he did to you."

It was then that I noticed the bruising on Mike's face. Apparently, James had gone insane when Bella escaped from them. He came clean with Mike and informed him that I was the baby's father and he was going to get a piece of Bella whether he liked it or not. He beat the hell out of Mike and left him lying there bloody for my family to find while he went after Bella.

My father went straight to Bella. We explained everything that we saw. He assessed her injuries. He said something had been lodged into her calf and she was losing blood from that wound. There was a tree limb beside her with blood on it. He figured that was the culprit. My clumsy Bella probably fell and that was the result. Stupid James pulled it out of her without knowing a damn thing about medical care.

She had multiple cuts and bruises…he wasn't sure which were from our accident and which were from James. He agreed with my assessment that James had hit her in the head with his gun. He said she was shaking because her body was going into shock.

His initial opinion was that she was going to be okay but we needed to get her to a hospital to check on the baby and treat her injuries.

Carlisle said that the police were on their way, along with an ambulance. He said Mike was going to be put away for kidnapping, murder, and anything else that could be thrown at him.

When the ambulance arrived and they were loading Bella into it…I passed by Mike. I punched him right in the fucking face and then again in the stomach…just for good measure. I also issued a warning. "I am just letting you know. We are done with you. If you ever fucking come near her again, I…will…kill…you. Do you understand me?"

I must have sounded menacing because he nodded and his teeth were chattering in fear. Good.

I let the EMT's help me into the ambulance with Bella.

My Bella was going to be okay. I knew that in my heart.

A/N…Okay people. We gave you Bella being found safe. Edward is back with her! James is dead…Mike is going to prison. We still don't know where that crazy Tanya is…hmmm…interesting. How about some reviews? Let us know what you thought! We have a little snippet to send you if you review my lovelies!

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