Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Twilight or its characters they belong to SM. Thank God that's true though or I could not write this story and have my characters do shameful, pervy, demented, sick, psychotic, sexual things with each other bwahahahaha.

I do however own this story line and I will hunt you down and sick my friends on you. They have really big bats, brass knuckles, chains, and some of them are really crazy. Better to leave it alone than take the risk if I do say so myself.

I am so sorry it has taken this freaking long to get this update. I use my moms computer to update and the damn thing crashed. I cried...believe me I cried...because I have all the way up to 28 completed. Yes I'm ahead of the game, and it's a good thing :) It doesn't mean that I will post on time every time. I change chapters according to your reviews...when I need to anyway.

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To my wonderful Beta Mandee: I am sorry you're still going through hell and I do love you. Just remember it doesn't seem like it now, but it will get better eventually and you will start to heal. If not then it's my turn to support your crazy ass like you have supported mine over the years

I must thank the wonderful Sarah and Jess for pre-reading the story (like I had any choice in the matter I had a gun to my head...a really freaking big one…it was huge!) I do appreciate it tons girlies.

I also have to give a huge hug to our lovely Rob *sigh*. I'm sorry for all he's going through with the cheating situation (I'd love to hunt her down and give her a piece of my mind and then hug him until he doesn't hurt anymore) and I wish to hell I could give him my advice. I know the feelings and would hope he didn't make the same mistake twice. Been there done that own the tee-shirt and run the fan club. I wish there was a way to help, but support is all I can do and he has mine. I hope things work out and just remember cheaters always cheat. Sad but true

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Whew that was long wasn't it? Not my longest yet I believe. I just had to say all of it though and now I will shut the fuck up so you can get on with the story. Hope you enjoy it…

Chapter 26: Instant Replay

BPOV

"Baby…you were abducted on November seventeenth…today is December nineteenth…we found you four days ago on the fifteenth. That's five weeks."

Oh god…it isn't possible with everything that has happened…how can this be? I must be dreaming, because it's impossible with all things that have happened…to me…to all those women…couldn't have only been done in five weeks. I remembered all the meals, which were scarce, but at least one per day. I remember the four menstrual cycles I had and how my body has never been irregular. All those hours spent upstairs in the daylight. I remember all of the women, oh god, the women and their showers after they were abused. Where I cleaned them up and consoled them for hours. The self-comforting and the nights Embry would come to me and use me for his pleasure. It could not have happened in such a short period of time. They had to be wrong. They had to be mistaken. The shit I suffered could not have been sandwiched into such a short time frame as five weeks. If that were true everything, everything I had thought was real…wasn't. I felt the tears start sliding down my face as the reality of the situation sunk in to my brain and reality twisted into some sort of Twilight Zone episode.

I couldn't help the sobs that started pouring out of me. I wanted so badly to hold onto reality, but reality was now a nightmare. Screw Twilight Zone…I was in a damn Nightmare On Elm Street Movie and I was just waiting for Freddy to pop up, because this shit just didn't happen in the real world. I couldn't keep myself grounded any longer…not that I was grounded much since I woke up just a while ago, but I just lost whatever peace I had left. Not only because of the information of being only abducted five weeks ago, but because of what I was going to do when Edward came in the room.

I had contemplated letting Edward go, if I was rescued, because of how long I had been gone. I had even started doing that when he came in, but now I'm glad I wasn't able to. How could I have been so stupid to even think such a thing in the first place? Edward wasn't a bastard and I should have known better. I had definitely went over the edge because, not only had I been kidnapped, brutalized, tortured and probably malnourished, I was two seconds short of throwing away the only good thing I had left. I started shaking so badly, which caused my entire body to quiver with pain. I felt like I was going to levitate off the bed at any second. Edward lifted my upper body off the bed and before I knew what was happening, I had been enveloped into a hug, by two familiar arms.

I cried like I have never cried before. I cried for myself. I cried for the girls who had been taken. I cried for all the trouble I had caused and for even thinking of letting Edward go. I tried to tell Edward how sorry I was for wanting to let him go. I tried to tell him about the women that had been tortured; I tried to tell him about what happened to me in that God forsaken place so he'd understand but it all came out completely incoherent.

"I…time…sorry…so…sorry…women…five weeks…not…possible."

Edward tried shushing me but it only made things worse. I started crying so hard I could no longer breathe and the machines were going completely crazy. I tried to rein in my emotions when I heard Edward saying my name over and over, but nothing worked. I couldn't stop it no matter what I did. I couldn't stop because now I knew it had been such a short time. Knowing that the women had actually been tortured so much in just a few short hours. I just washed them and tried to comfort them the best I could after, but I didn't do anything else to try and save them. I was too scared to do anything more. I was afraid of what Embry and his brother would do to me if they stopped getting other women to torture. Oh god…I was so selfish! I felt the bile start to rise up in my throat as the women's bruised, bloodied, and weak faces invaded my memory. I pushed away from Edward just in time to throw up on the floor.

The vomit wouldn't stop as reality sunk in further. This whole time I was thinking how sick Embry and his demented brother were and I was just as bad for being grateful that it wasn't me being tortured. I was just as bad as they were for feeling relief that I was not being harmed that badly. I felt Edward rubbing my back as I continued to dry heave for another couple of seconds. I felt like shit. When he found out how selfish I had been he would be repulsed. I was repulsed with myself. My body started to protest the angle I was at and the pain started making itself known. I winced as I lay myself back the correct way in the hospital bed. I started to hyperventilate at that point. I had no clue what had been done to me after Embry was shot. I had no idea about what my injuries were. I probably deserved them for feeling the way I had about not being the other women.

Wait my dad said Embry was in custody.

I hadn't thought of it before, when my dad said something earlier, because I was too disoriented at the time. I was all wrong, even then, when I saw his crazy ass brother kill him. I grabbed onto my hair and pulled it so hard I thought I was going to get a headache which Edward noticed.

"Bella let go." He said as he tried to remove my hands from my hair, but I was frozen. It took everything I had to hold onto the scream in my chest as I wondered if anything I had thought was real. No…no nothing over the six months…err five weeks was real and that realization was the final straw that broke me.

I couldn't help the sobs that escaped as I realized everything I thought I knew was wrong and it all came crashing down on me. I felt Edward wrap his arms around me again as I totally lost every ounce of control I had left. This time his arms were the only thing keeping me from disengaging from reality completely and going catatonic. He started shushing me again as I buried my face in his chest. I hadn't realized I had wrapped my arms around him and was holding on for dear life until I winced at the pain in my side. I loosened my grip but there was no way in hell I could relinquish it. I was too afraid I would disappear. Every last thing that happened to me over the last, however damn long it had been, came crashing down on me and nothing made any sense. I was inconsolable by this time and I could hear Edward calling for Charlie, but it seemed so far away, like I was someplace else. The next thing I remember was the sound of my dad's fearful voice.

"God damn it! Sedate her!" I heard Charlie yell in a panic. I started shaking my head "no" against Edwards's chest because there was no way in hell I wanted to be put under again. I needed answers. I needed to find out if they found the bodies. I needed to tell them everything.

"Sedate her now." I heard Edward say this time.

"No!" I managed to get out as I pushed myself off Edward. It sounded week so I cleared my throat and tried again.

"I'm not being sedated." I said again this time more loudly. I wiped my mouth and turned myself onto my back, so I was no longer sitting up in a painful position. I winced and became dizzy as I settled onto my back. Charlie was glaring at me and Edward started pacing at the bottom of the bed and I decided now was as good of time as any.

"There were so many women…so many…you have to find them…they tortured them, raped them, you got to find them." My words nearly ran together because I was talking so fast, but I needed to make them get started. They needed to find the bodies and return them to their families. I noticed how loud the monitors had gotten, but I didn't care.

"Bells?" Charlie asked concerned as Edward stopped pacing at the bottom of my bed. They both had looks of concern on their faces and I was just about to yell at them again to do something when a man in a white coat came into my line of sight.

"Miss Swan…I'm doctor Rupert and I need you to calm down or I will have to sedate you." He said and I just start shaking my head.

"I am not going to be sedated." I said and it came out sounding really gruff. I reached over to the side table, with a wince and a curse to myself, and grabbed a glass of water. I took a drink and then tried again.

"I will not be sedated!" I screamed as I wiped tears from my face causing my machines to go sporadic.

"Ms. Swan-" the doctor started to protest and I shook my head as the machines started going wild again from my elevated blood pressure.

"Just sedate her already." My dad said with a look of concern on his face. I completely ignored him and continued speaking at unnatural speeds.

"I will not be put under…how did I lose time…somebody please fucking explain to me what the hell happened…is Embry saying anything…how did he… the women oh god the women…what he did to me…am I okay…what is wrong with…what happened." I said as tears started flowing down my face surprisingly fast. My machines started going ape shit to the point it sounded like I was going to take off in flight.

"You…OUT!" The doctor screamed and pointed to my dad and Edward.

"I'm not leaving." They both said in unison.

"I will have you removed…I have to worry about my patient and you are upsetting her. Leave now and let me calm her. Just wait outside." The doctor said.

I didn't even hesitate before I started talking again and unfortunately, neither did any of them. We all started talking at once and it probably sounded like the floor of the stock market during business hours. No one could hear anyone else and we were all talking over the top of each other. I did however catch a few things in my tirade. I heard, "This is fucking crazy she's going to go into cardiac arrest," and "Don't just stand there do something!" I also heard "What the fuck did you do to her to upset her?" and "Please my patient needs to calm down." I didn't pay any attention to anything else. I just continued on over the top of them. I needed them to hear me.

"Tracy you have to find Tracy and get her body back to her family. I promised her. How did I lose so much time? The bodies…six months I counted six months and now I find out five weeks…you guys kept me trapped and I ran and now I find out…the bodies damn it do something." I half yelled as it all ran together. I knew I sounded crazy by how fast I was talking. I knew that if they were paying any attention, they would be looking at me like I had totally lost my ever loving mind. Which I probably had, but, they were too busy not shutting up to pay me any mind. Didn't they fucking get it? There were bodies out there and they needed to find them. I continued with my rant and so did they until there was a loud whistle halting everything.

"All of you shut the fuck up!" We all looked toward the door and saw Sam and Paul standing there scowling at us.

"We could fucking hear you clear over by the elevator, this is ridiculous." Paul said as he folded his arms across his chest.

"What the hell is going on here? You are all acting ridiculous! Bella is barely awake and you're driving her insane." Sam said irritated.

"My goddaughter just got out of hell! Charlie, Edward…wait outside and let the doctor do what the hell he needs to for Christ sake." Sam said pointing at both of them. My dad and Edward both huffed and walked out the door. Sam nodded at me and I gave him a week smile before he and Paul followed my dad and Edward out the door.

"Okay Miss Swan…" The doctor started and I quickly corrected him.

"Bella…please call me Bella."

"Okay…Bella…I know you have a lot you need to say…and I'm sure you have lots of questions...but I need you to calm down first." He says and I take a deep breath….and another….and another. When my monitor started beeping at a steady pace he continued.

"That's better…now we need to check you…you've had a lot of serious injuries and-"

"Injuries?" I questioned.

"You were in surgery for many hours. You had lots of internal bleeding, Sepsis and some drugs in your system…I need you to lay back and let me check your healing process."

I complied with the damn doctor and laid my ass back down. He lifted my gown and I couldn't bear to look. I had to know what was done to me though.

"How bad am I?" I questioned in nearly a whisper as I looked at the ceiling above me.

"You had some internal bleeding that we managed to stop." He said as he pushed on my stomach making me wince.

"Painful?" he asked.

"Yes." I said through gritted teeth and he continued with his intrusion.

"You had become Septic and had to fix that…and you also went into cardiac arrest…twice." He said as he put his stethoscope in his ears and gently lifted me into a sitting position.

"I need you to breathe deeply I want to make sure you have no water on your lungs." He said and placed the stethoscope on my chest. Which by the way is fucking cold as hell. Why can't they warm those damn things up? I took deep breaths as he repositioned it in like twenty different places. He then helped me lay back down and removed the ear buds.

"Everything sounds good there." He said with a smile and then walked to the end of the bed. I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion as he moved the sheets off my ankles. I nearly flew out of the bed when he squeezed my ankles.

"Fuck." I hissed.

"Sorry…they're still a little tender from the tissue damage apparently." He said with a smile and I wanted to punch him in the damn face. I looked down to see what he was talking about as he continued to prod my ankle, with what seemed like a damn ice pick, but was only his finger when I looked. That's when I noticed the big open wounds in my ankles. I then remembered how I had hooks in my feet so Embry and his damn sick bastard brother could tether me to the chains.

"Will it heal?" I asked as I watched him poke around the stitches.

"There's no permanent damage…luckily…but we'll have to wait and see…time will only tell us the severity of your scars if any." He said as he covered my legs back up. I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I lay back down.

"Why…my memory…it's off." I said through a lump in my throat as I realized just how badly I truly was damaged.

"Yes." He said, as if that answered my damn question, and took a seat on one of those spiny stools. I felt someone grab my right wrist and my head snaped in that direction.

"Just checking you're vitals Hun." A nurse said. I narrowed my eyes at her in warning and made sure she didn't have any syringes in her hand to "sedate me" again before I returned my attention back to the doctor.

"Have you ever heard of a drug called Salvia Divinorum?" he asked and I'm shaking my head no before he ever finishes.

"We found it in your system."

"Is…what is…is that why I have a time gap?" I asked him.

"No…well not totally…from what I understand from the authorities you were stuck in a small underground area most of the time?" he asks and it's more of a question. I nod my head and he continues.

"In a small area with no light and the fact you were being drugged, as well as the conditions of the situation…you suffered a great deal of sensory deprivation." I gasped. I knew about that shit and it wasn't pretty. I had heard a few stories over the years from the FBI agents my dad worked with. It was some mean shit that could really screw with you.

"Do you know what happened?" The doctor asked me and I had to keep myself from snorting. Was he serious? Of course I remembered what happened. That shit was going to be imprinted on my brain for years to come. The look on my face must have caught his attention, because he quickly added "not the horrific details but…well let's try this," he said and took out a pen and paper.

He proceeded to ask me what my name was, my birthday, the year, which president was currently in office, I would have considered them stupid, but since Charlie was a cop I knew it was SOP in this situation.

"What is the date today?" He says and looks up at me finally and this is the one question I had been dreading.

"I…um…I don't...I'm not sure…Edward says it's only December nineteenth, but I think its sometime in March." I say with a shrug.

"I see." He says jotting something down on his paper before he stands.

"Everything seems to be fine…and I'll check on you a little later…your visitors may return, but I will sedate you if you get upset so badly again." He says as he walks to the door and opens it for the nurse.

"You will have to heal Miss Sw…Bella and so I will do anything I have to…to make sure you do that." He left without another word.

I started getting really sleepy as soon as the door shut and I realized they must have given me something so I'd sleep. Bastards. Edward came back into the room as my eyes started to close. I gave him a weak smile as he sat back down beside me. He placed my hand in his and lifted it to his mouth for a kiss. I felt myself drift off as I held on to that hand for dear life.

Now before I get any reviews stating the obvious this chapter was written two weeks after Rob found out about Kstews affair. I finished August 13, 2012 so that's why I sent my love to our leading wonderful man.

So let me know what you think...I may not answer, but I do read all reviews. Until next time. :)