A/N: Not Stephenie Meyer.

Carlisle took a cautious step inside. I wondered why Edward wasn't there, and I hoped he was okay.

I was about to get up and run when Sam turned his attention back to me, holding me back down to the couch.

"Don't you move an inch!" He snarled at me, suddenly panicked now that there was more than just a girl half his size in the room.

"I really think you should let go of her. I have already called the Police, they should be here any second." Carlisle reasoned. I hoped that my father hadn't heard about this yet. I hoped that maybe some other cop would show up.

Sam stood up, and suddenly Carlisle looked big.

I had never paid much attention to Carlisle, of everyone I talked to at dinner at the Cullen's house he was the one I talked to the least. Looking at him now, it was hard to miss that he was considerably bigger than Sam, who was quite a bit bigger than Edward.

He also had that same menacing expression that I had seen painted on Edwards face every time I mentioned Jacob.

I found myself wondering if Jasper had inherited this same intimidating scowl, that I now theorized to be genetic.

Sam quickly jumped on Carlisle, tackling him to the ground.

"Sam! Get off of him!" I screamed, jumping from the couch. If anything happened to Carlisle, I would never forgive myself.

Edward would never forgive me. I wouldn't blame him either. I couldn't be responsible for this. I didn't want to drag anyone else into my problems, and now my boyfriends Father is on the ground, all because of me.

I ran as quickly as I could over to the quarrel when Sam jumped form Carlisle to me.

Before Carlisle could even get up, Sam had thrown me against the entertainment center.

He stomped on my leg, and I heard it snap.

Then I felt it snap, and I let out a blood curdling cry.

I grabbed on to the side of the entertainment center for leverage, hoping that I wouldn't pass out from the pain.

I must have shaken it, because all of the glass figurines and picture frames my Father had on the top crashed on top of me giving me several small cuts and bruises, and one very large one across my forearm.

The scent of the blood began making me dizzy. I suddenly had a memory of that day in Biology when we were supposed to do blood typing.

Edward actually thought that I had stormed out because of him. I was so embarrassed that I freaked out over something as small as a finger prick, and even more embarrassed now that I know how insignificant it is compared to this.

That was the day that Edward had met me at the mailbox. I smiled as I slipped in and out of consciousness.

I felt like my thoughts had been consuming me for hours, when in actuality it could have only been a few seconds.

When I looked up, I saw Carlisle grab Sam. He looked him up and down with such hatred in his eyes, it put a feeling in the pit of my stomach worse than the pain in my leg, and my arm combined.

I thought Carlisle was going to attack Sam. The expression on his face made me think that he might even kill him, but he didn't.

He just stared at him. Sam was caught in the gaze. Completely terrified.

Officer Brady, who worked on the force with my father jumped through the front door, holding his gun.

"Sam Uley. Put your hands up where I can see them." He started, as he stalked over toward Sam, who Carlisle had let go of just seconds before.

"You are under arrest for assault." He whipped Sam around, placing cuffs on his wrists. "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have a right to an attorney, if you can not afford one, one will be appointed to you." He finished reading Sam his rights, who had obviously chosen silence.

"Officer, she needs an ambulance." Carlisle said in a panic, I had almost forgotten about my leg, and my cuts.

Officer Brady spoke some penal code into his radio, summoning one for me.

Carlisle sat down next to me. "Bella? Are you alright?" He asked, his face looked soft again, compassionate.

I tried to form words, but all that came out was a jumbled mess of 'huh's?' and 'whats?'.

"Bella. You've lost a lot of blood." He told me calmly, with an underlying inflection of true concern. "Nod if you understand what I'm saying." He told me, desperate.

I nodded once. I decided that talking was above me for the moment.

"Okay good. There's an ambulance on the way. Your father and Edward are on the way too. Your leg is broken, but you'll be okay. Do you understand?" He began to look guilty. I guessed that was genetic too.

I nodded again, and gave him a weak smile. He smiled back at me, and I heard sirens in the distance.

They became closer and I wondered if they belonged to my father, or an ambulance.

I wouldn't put it past dad to use his sirens to get to me faster, not that anyone could pull him over.

To my understanding all of the police officers in Forks were summoned to my issue, either here or in La Push.

I was slightly embarrassed as I realized what a big ruckus this whole thing had become. I would have blushed if I had proper blood flow.

I grew very tired.

"Bella. The ambulance is almost here, I need to you stay awake." Carlisle whispered as he applied pressure to my wound using his over shirt.

I didn't even realize that he had taken it off. His plain white undershirt was soaked with blood, presumably my own.

Two paramedics came into my house with a stretcher. I was hoping I would be long gone before Edward got here.

If the pain didn't kill me, the embarrassment of everyone seeing me laid out on a stretcher would.

They didn't even talk to me, or really look at me.

Carlisle stepped out of the way, to let them do what they needed to do.

The taller of the two laid the stretcher down, and counted them off.

"Ready…one…..two….lift." They moved me on to the stretcher, and I winced in pain.

I hadn't realized how badly my leg truly did hurt until they made me move.

A few tears slid down my cheeks as I tried to choke back the pain. They moved me into the front yard on a wheeling cart, and I saw my fathers cruiser pull up.

Emmett was in the front, Jasper and Edward were in the back.

Edward was the first out of the car. He sprinted to me. My father wasn't too far behind.

"Bella! Are you alright?" He shouted frantically as he ran.

Once again I tried to speak, but couldn't.

"Edward, calm down. She's lost a lot of blood, and he broke her leg, but she'll be alright." Carlisle spoke for me.

"That son of a bitch!" Edward was shaking as he yelled, looking toward the cruiser that was pulling away with Sam in the back.

Carlisle put a hand on his shoulder, and Edward angrily shrugged it off.

"Why don't you let Charlie ride with her in the ambulance, and we will follow in my car…if that's alright?" He looked over to my Father.

"Thank you so much, Carlisle. Your whole family…" My dad trailed off. "they've helped so much. You're son is truly wonderful. If you ever need anything, please don't ever hesitate to come to me. I owe you more than you know." My Dad's eyes glazed over with tears.

I had never seen him so emotional, and if I weren't so tired I probably would have cried too.

"It's nothing Charlie. I'm a father too. My family has taken a great liking to Bella, we would never want anything to happen to her." Carlisle spoke to my father as if they'd known each other for years.

I was glad to hear that his family liked me.

I began to grow more and more tired. The two paramedics finally loaded me into the back of the ambulance. My father hopped in too.

"Sweetie?" He looked at me sympathetically. "I'm so sorry Bella. It's over, they've all been arrested. Jake is being arrested at his boot camp for conspiracy as we speak." He attempted a smile.

I tried to smile back, but my muscles wouldn't cooperate.

"It's okay. You can rest now." He must have noticed how tired I was.

I was going to blink, but as soon as I shut my eyes, everything went black as I fell into sleep.

A/N: It's almost the end! Just two more chapters, and an epilogue. Then Thursday I am going to post a preview to the story I will start writing July 12th as soon as I'm back from Europe. I'm really excited about it. By the way, the reviews for the last post were incredible. You guys are amazing! Review?