Well the time has come to hear from Edward.

Chapter 12

EPOV

I'm glad when I reach the bottom of the airshaft. I look back up seeing Bella's still looking down at me. I really don't think she knows how bad she looks.

I close my eyes remembering the first time I saw this girl in uniform. I chuckle at the image of her and Emmett standing at my door. He could've picked her up and put her in his hand, like she was a Polly-Pocket doll. It would be fair to say that I was attracted to her right away. Bella is five-foot-two, and has a soft, but toned figure. She has these deep, brown eyes, and long, brown hair, and both of them very much compliment her fair skin.

Once I got my brain back in charge of my body, I invited her and Emmett in and they told me about their case. This led me to working with them for a week. It was both the best and the shittiest week of my life. The best because I found Bella to be one of the best new recruits I've ever worked with. Hell, because she was a lot better than some of the officers that have been doing this for years.

Bella's only downfall would be her own lack of faith in herself, but that comes with time and having people trust you. By the end of the week, I knew I wanted to date her. I wanted to get to know her more. I knew very well that I could see myself falling in love with her. I honestly felt the vibe from her that she, too, was attracted to me; I just had to give us a chance. That right there made the week shitty. I outrank her, so I do know that dating her would be frowned upon, more so if I'm the ranking officer in charge of her. Sadly, at that point I was, because I held rank over both her and Emmett. So for that week, I had to put my own personal needs aside.

When the week ended, I arranged for her, Emmett and me to go for drinks. Emmett bailed when Rose invited him to her house for some, one-on-one time. So, I spent the night with Bella. When we danced and she moved her body with mine, it felt like a date, the best date of my life. Then she kissed me, and I know I kissed her back. Hell, I almost took her right there in front of everyone. I managed to get back in control of my body and walk her home. I left her there at the door with what I hoped was a nice smile. The whole night after I got home, I knew I fucked up big time. My brain was telling me to run and just pretend it didn't happen. My heart, on the other hand, said fuck it, she is worth it, just lay low until you know it's going somewhere, then just come out.

The thought of her being my secret, crushed my heart. Knowing how it made me feel, I knew I couldn't do that to her, and thankfully my brain agrees. So I stayed away as much as I could. Often, I would find myself in the cafeteria when she was, or around the street she and Emmett were assigned to on my breaks. She never picked up on it, but Emmett and Jasper did. They both said I should ask her out. They told me to just be honest with Aro, our station Captain, if the date went well. He has allowed Emmett and Rose to date, but they're no longer allowed to be partnered up.

I decided that I would ask her out, but having been working on the damn Black case, I decided it would be best to hold off until I was done. When I asked Jasper to lend me someone, I was shocked seeing that he was lending me Bella. No! Shocked was not the way I felt; rage and being really fucking pissed is more like it.

My sweet girl asked me to call her Bella instead of Isabella, but I knew I couldn't. I knew if I did the whole department would hear it in my voice. The fondness, my want, need and all of the feelings I have for her would flow out in the name Bella. There was also the fact that besides Jasper and Emmett, I don't call anyone by their nicknames. I only use their nicknames because I've been friends with them for over twenty years.

I tried to push her a little away from me, making her do easy jobs, so I could keep her safe. First, Emmett handed me my ass, and then Jasper did. I really didn't know that Eric and Mike were picking on her over what I'd been making her do. I went to say sorry, but the hurt in her eyes almost brought me to my knees. The next day I stopped by her home to tell her I was sorry, and to help her pick out clothes. When I got there, I still saw the hurt in her eyes. It was me that caused that hurt, and I was so angry with myself.

I seem to have fallen into a pattern. Bella and I will have a great time. I find myself drifting closer to her, need and wanting to be with her in every way. Then I'd freak and push her way with my harsh words or looks. I'm sure I have confused her greatly. Yesterday, she stopped by my office to say that she was meeting some high school girl. I waved her off, glad to have some breathing space from her for the afternoon.

When my cell rang, and I saw her name flash up, I thought she was calling to say she was on her way back. I answered ignoring the tingly feeling that was flowing through my body. I went to speak but she called me daddy. The more she spoke, the more I felt myself panic. I just got up and ran out of the office without saying a word to anyone. I made it to the Café she was at in less than five minutes, and I watched and listened as she acted like a teenager. I wanted to get in there and cut the fucker's hand off for touching her, but thankfully, he just walked away.

I was mad at Black, and I was mad at her. My mind kept telling and showing me a Bella that was hurt. I saw her broken body because of Black in my mind, and I knew I needed her off the case. When Keith said something about her doing undercover, I was raging and rejected it knowing I couldn't cope with it, and would blow the lid on the whole thing. However, they all took it as if I thought that Bella couldn't do it. Before I knew what was happening, they were making jokes and I just looked at Bella who looked crushed. I could see her self-esteem slowly decline, all because of me. I cut them off and ended our day. Before she left, I asked her not to do anything stupid; it was really me I was talking to not her. All I wanted to do was give up my job so I could be with her right now. The guys all continued to make fun of her. I wanted to hit those fuckers, telling them she does a better job than they do, and then take her home to make her mine.

A/N: So here is a bit of how Edward's been feeling, there is much more from him tomorrow. What are your thoughts now?