A/N: Mention of rape, murder, child abuse and sex slavery, drug addicts and dealers, not in any detail, but if this offends, please don't read this chapter.

Edward

This was so different than the last time I did this! Then I was rebelling, not really knowing against what, now I was aware of some things from my human life and wasn't sure they could be reconciled. But feed I must, so bearing that in mind I took Esme into the back streets and alleys of Olympia.

We were flitting from building to building when I picked up the first rancid thought for the evening, he was a serious piece of work, like us he had just arrived in Olympia, moving on before he was detected. A serial rapist and murderer, he liked to inflict real harm before making them endure the trauma of being raped by him.

He liked the nice wholesome married woman type, like his ex-wife! He lured them with a false tale of an injured partner and then took them to a quiet place to torture and degrade them before filming their rape and murder. A perfect target for Esme, we made a show of parting company for the day and I watched him zone in on her immediately.

He skirted ahead and got into her path as she rounded the corner, asking if she had a cell and could she phone 911, his girlfriend had fallen and broken her leg he thought, he was herding Esme down a side street as he talked, I watched from above safely hidden. When they reached the middle of the street and near an open doorway he grabbed Esme and had a long sharp blade held to her throat, she said nothing, showed no fear, he looked confused.

He told her all the sick depraved things he intended to do to her, she stiffened for a second then started to laugh at him, really laugh, a scary evil sort of laugh, it made me shudder and I was her son. He was taken aback and had loosened his grip on her as she spun around and grabbed the blade of the knife, it shattered into millions of little pieces and he back away, then Esme told him all the things she intended to do to him, slowly, painfully until he begged for death.

For the first time in his life he was afraid, really afraid and turned to run, she was in front of him in a second, so he spun and headed the other way only to be confronted by her again, by now he was shaking and knew he has met his match as he fell to his knees. I dropped from the top of the building and chided her not to play with her food, it was beneath her, she nodded and grabbed him, lifting him up in the air, he soiled himself then as she sunk her teeth into his throat and drank deeply until he was drained almost dry.

Esme searched his body found his room key and carried him there, we had a quick look round found all his sordid souvenirs, that was the thing about the digital age all his filming was on two CDs. I wrote a suicide note as Esme propped him in the bath slashed his throat at her bite mark and the last of his blood ran down the drain, making it look like he had bled out, at least the families of his victims would get closure at last. As we left I phoned 911, saying I smelt gas in the apartment block, we had left his door ajar. I then set off to find my own meal, hopefully, a little less high profile.

Garrett

We had just left Little Swan at the archives and I took Rose and Emmett to downtown Seattle, predators didn't care if it was day or night, so neither would we, we went deep into the underbelly of the city, where the stench of corruption could be smelt in the air. It didn't take long to find what we were looking for. The muffled cries of children alerted us to some shady dealings, a sex shop, fronting something far worse.

We skirted the building and entered via the empty building next door, Emmett punched a hole into their building and we found several children in cages, half starved and beaten. Some obviously sexually abused, it was beyond sickening, I usually fed on druggies and dealers, never delving deeper, but I may be changing my habits from now on. Once we freed them and Rose had them wait, next door in the empty building, we started to search the upper floors, several more were found in bedrooms if you could call them that.

They too were escorted quietly down to the basement and through the hole. We ascertained who we were looking for from a couple of the kids and started to hunt, Rose found the first, he was about to, as he put it, train a small girl no more than eight years old. She came up behind him, motioning for the girl to close and cover her eyes, snapped his neck and drained him dry. She lay him down and then gently pick up the girl and returned to the basement, collecting blankets and food as she went.

Emmett found the next, asleep with a small boy in the bed beside him, he was whimpering and crying softly. Emmett smiled and gestured for him to creep out and wait by the door, the man woke and went to grab the boy, but Emmett lifted him by the throat out of the bed, he was naked. So Emmett smiled, ripped off his sick fuck's dick and rammed it up the man's own ass, he died of shock almost at once and Emmett drained him and tossed him down like the garbage he was. He turned to the door and gently knelt down outside and said he'd take the boy down to see his wife and get something to eat.

I check the rest of the building found three more, slightly older girls and told them to get down to the basement as I was going to torch the building, they asked where the men were, I said" Hell, probably!", they laughed and ran down to meet Rose and Emmett. Rose had phoned Carlisle and he was on his way to help out.

I phoned Jenks got a cover story running about Carlisle thinking of starting a free clinic in the empty building and a collapsed wall in the basement uncovering the horrible truth as fire ravaged the building. We didn't phone 911 until it was well ablaze. Turned out the duo had owned both buildings so Jenks drew up bills of sale for both and now 'The Garrett Trust', owned both and once renovated there would be a clinic and children's home running here soon.

Peter

My spidey sense was going mental, things had gone down in Olympia and Seattle involving the family, good things though this I knew. I took Jasper and Alice to a well-known drug hangout, here in Portland. There were people in all states of high, a few strung out ones on the outside with no money to buy shit with. Jasper avoided them like the plague, we ventured in and it was like a scene from 'Dante's Inferno', god why did they do this to themselves, humans were strange creatures.

We found one who as definitely overdosing at the back and Jasper nodded and flitted over to him, although it was obvious he was dying he had a look of bliss on his face and Jasper had no problem helping him on his way to the great beyond, meanwhile Alice had gone after a dealer, he thought she would pay him in kind for a hit, he was in for a big surprise. She managed to pull him into another room and as he started to strip she pounced and drained him.

We staged both bodies and left without being seen, the druggie well he blatantly overdosed, but the dealer, well he had his throat slashed and was robbed, by a person or persons unknown and no reliable witnesses to say otherwise. After we left I told them all that I knew about Olympia and Seattle, they decided to head for Seattle to lend a hand and we parted company here. This was more like the brother I knew and he could only get better, I was happy for him.

Bella

When Garrett returned for me, I knew something big had happened, so we quickly left after I got copies of the documents I needed. The whole family had descended on Seattle, Carlisle first summoned by Rose, Edward and Esme next at the behest of Emmett and Jasper phoned to say Peter had given them a heads up and he and Alice would be there within the hour. So that's how I found myself organising food and clothing, along with Esme for those poor children. Emmett was entertaining them with jokes and playing the fool while the police tried to work out who they all were.

With Carlisle as the doctor checking them over, assisted by Edward as his teaching assistant and Rose being a nurse practitioner, everyone was sorted out quickly, Edward using his gift to make sure no one who really needed help was missed out. Garrett introduced me to the three older girls and I got them to talk to me as a policewoman took notes, when they became too old to be used sexually, they were made to keep house for the men and look after the younger ones. They knew they had no families as they were taken from orphanages years ago, in varying different States.

By the end of the day all were in hospital, mainly from being malnourished, but some had more serious problems and needed treatment, Garrett, Carlisle and Jasper footed the bill as none had any form of medical insurance, a couple didn't even know their real last name, so, for now, they were all being cared for by the three men's trusts! Seattle police said they were swamped and didn't know when they could get to the search for families, so I called Charlie and he asked for the case to be transferred to Forks P.D and he would take it on, especially as we all lived there too.

The following day a small fleet of ambulances left Seattle and took everyone to Forks General, Charlie called in lots of favours and had a computer station set up in the High School and had loads of volunteers to start the arduous task of sorting out which child went where. The three older girls were moved into Charlie's house as he was staying on the rez most of the time to be near Leah, so Sue moved in with the girls and was going to help them get up to date with their school work as they basically had none and they were only between twelve and fourteen.

The whole town got behind this and donated clothes and toys for everyone it was a good and noble thing they were all doing. It only took one week to reunited the youngest child with their ecstatic family, but we all knew it would get harder the longer they had been missing. A few of families in town offered to board a child as they left the hospital and some said if the family was never found they would like to adopt them. So I never managed to get ring shopping or to tell Garrett my good news, we were going again this weekend, so hopefully, this time, we would have an uneventful time just for us.

A/N: once again thanks to Idreamofeddy for the wonderful invention of 'Peter just knowing shit'