The room was dark besides the light of the projector illuminating a small white screen at The East Precinct Portland Police Bureau. Surrounding the table and directing their attention to the slides, sat several officers of neighboring towns. Officer Charlie Swan sat upright and focused with a furrowed brow and his thin lips pursed. Never in all his years of police work had such a meeting on this scale been called; He knew that this wouldn't be good.

While they waited for the meeting to begin, hushed voices speculated to what could be going on. The voices lowered as the double doors opened, and a flood of a few more officers and the press made their way into the room. Not good at all, Charlie thought nervously. He got the impression the other officers felt the same way with their new arrivals, as all conversations ceased almost immediately.

"Uh oh," Charlie turned his attention to the direction of the noise to see Portland Deputy Brian McNolds walk to the podium to start speaking. Uh oh indeed.

"Gentleman, we have a problem," began McNolds "over the past week or so, it has come to our attention that young women in the surrounding area have been disappearing at an alarming rate." The sounds of shuffling and creaking in the crowd followed that statement, along with the scribbling of pencil on paper by many members of the press. McNolds continued, "if you'd all direct your attention to the slides, you can see here some of the figures above.

Deerfield; 2 missing.

Canterbury; 3 missing, two dead.

Forks; one dead".

Lauren, Charlie thought. He knew that it wasn't likely that her father had been the killer, even if the son of bitch was laying hands on her; No forty-year-old man could pulverize ribs into dust.

"Hanover; 1 missing

Portland; 12 missing, 2 dead

And the Seattle numbers are still in dispute".

The press section came alive with that information, interrogating and bombarding McNolds with questions.

"Chief, are they connected?"

"Is it some kind of sex ring or cult?"

"Those numbers are still relatively small for Portland, why do you think something else is going on."

"Aaah," McNolds breathed, 'I'd been waiting for that question". He clicked the mouse to the next slide, and Charlie's heart dropped to his feet. There on the projector were 20 or so pictures of young women with brown hair, brown eyes, and nice features all presented in rows with smiles and their whole lives ahead of them. All of which remarkably resembled Charlie's daughter, Bella.

The crowds gasped as the flash of several cameras went off.

"Unbelievable."

"They look like they could be related," a woman bolstered.

"What is this," an officer asked earnestly.

"We don't quite know", McNolds said sadly, "but what we do know is that we don't want to sit on this. The oldest body we've found was from Thursday afternoon". The day before Jake died, Charlie thought. "And now that it's Monday, we're looking at possibly 20 dead in four days, not including Seattle".

"Oh my God!"

"Jesus, someone is having a fucking frenzy!"

"Indeed", the Chief continued, "the bodies we did find were-", he swallowed slowly before clicking to the next slide. Gasps of horror came from nearly everyone in the room when a slide full of mangled naked bodies, distorted and scattered limbs, and loose organs were revealed. A league of camera shots went off almost synchronized the same instance several officers ran out the room hastily to vomit.

"He rapes them", the Chief said quietly into the mic, "he rapes them and tortures them until their hearts give out".

"Do you have any suspects", asked the Chief from Deerfield who was shaken up, "any DNA?"

"We thought so, but it doesn't make sense, maybe it was some kind of contamination, but nothing about this is normal. We'll be getting some reinforcements later this week. I even heard talk that the FBI is interested," McNolds responded.

Murmurs again rose from the group, as Charlie went deep in thought. Bella was the only thing on his mind, and if there was some kind of psycho preying on brown-haired young women, he knew with every fiber of his being, he had to do whatever it took to protect her. Not her, he thought to himself, not my little girl.

Rosalie

"Soooo", this is awkward Emmett accentuating the word so, trying to ease the tension.

I shot him a quick glare to shut him up before looking at Bella as kindly as I could. "So, I guess you know huh," I asked.

Bella said nothing but looked at me unintimidated with hard eyes and her usually plump lips in a thin line. I had to admit, it wasn't every day a human could stand looking at me in the eye, and I was proud to see that not only Bella could do this for a prolonged amount of time, but also she could confront four of us at once. My new superpower made me want to chastise her for potentially putting herself in danger, but the old Rose wanted to high five her for her bravery.

"What. The. Fuck". Bella shouted in the parking lot, surely loud enough for some nosey human to hear. I put my hands up, making a gesture to signify that I meant no harm, and gave her a pleading look for her to keep it down. She didn't.

"You KILLED HIM, YOU KILLED HIM, HE WAS MY FRIEND," she screeched, her face turning a bright red while stomping her foot on the ground. She was having a full-on breakdown.

"YOU BLOODSUCKERS!"

Alice gasped while putting her hand on her chest. I rolled my eyes at her and shoved her a bit. Such a fucking drama queen.

She shot me a dirty look and turned her head in the direction of Bella, who was now crying hysterically.

"Jazz", I asked him sweetly. He nodded once and sent Bella enough of whatever to stop her crying abruptly but still leaving her visibly upset.

"Bella," I said nicely, "Bella please, I hope you know by now that it wasn't all of us. You know who-"

"Edward", she cut me off by saying my brother's name coldly.

"Edward killed my friend", she said with her eyes on mine and welling up with tears.

I closed my eyes and nodded twice shortly. When I opened them, I saw the tears that she tried to keep from falling were trickling down her cheek. She sobbed, openly in front of the four of us circling her. I looked to Jasper again for literal emotional support, but all he did was shrug sadly. Apparently, his power couldn't totally eliminate her despair.

This was horrible. These women were suffering because of us. This should be the easiest time of her life and she's here being pursued by a homicidal maniac I couldn't catch because I needed to hunt. Classic me, putting myself first at the expense of others. Ugh, I felt heavy, this guilt was overwhelming me, and keeping this unbothered facade was exhausting. Edward, I thought. Flashes of our moments together went through my mind; him attempting to teach him to play the piano. Me, teaching him how to repair cars. My brother.

And for a moment, I let myself feel everything I didn't want to. I let myself feel the hatred I had towards Edward, I let myself feel the sadness for my family that I knew would never be the same again, and I let myself feel the hurt. I missed him, I realized. I missed my brother. Jasper looked at me empathetically, as I burst into sobs stopping Bella's abruptly. I cried loudly and without restraint in front of my family and Bella, too sad to be embarrassed and feeling nothing but sadness for the loss of my brother. Edward.

"I'm so sorry," I breathed through gasps. "I'm so sorry you have to deal with this Bella, I'm sorry you have to deal with him. I'll take care of it," I vowed through my sobs. Emmett placed his arm around my shoulder and held me to him tightly. I shook my head again, ashamed, how could I miss that monster. How could I love a rapist and murderer? Bella gave me an expression I couldn't quite discern when I heard sniffling to my right, Alice, I thought.

When I examined the crescent-shaped circle my family was in, I could see that everyone nearly felt the same way as I did. Even Emmett and Jasper seemed to have eyes slightly welling with tears.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you like that," Bella said shakily, her previous crying still distorting ger voice. "The wolves told me everything... they said you didn't hurt people. It was Edward. It was only Edward."

I smiled sadly, fighting back a frown, and nodded. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you Bella, this is our mess and I'm going to fix it"

"Not alone, ma'am", Jasper chimed in, giving me a kind crooked smile.

"No, not for a second," Emmett said lowly while patting my back softly. I smiled at the two of them before looking at Alice expectantly.

She looked back at me and Jasper mumbling, "I still say we talk to him," before flitting to the woods.

I sighed, Jasper looked at me empathetically and took off to talk to his mate.

I shook my head in disapproval when Bella asked me, "okay, what's the plan".