Hello, again.

This chapter:

Title: He didn't do it

Past-Breaking Dawn(But their all humans)

Summary:

Mr. Edward Cullen is being hold by the charge of having to have killed Michael Newton and Eric Young.

Mrs. Bella Masen is telling Mr. Whitlock(Police man, something) that it isen't true, and then they get to court and well- you'll have to find out what happens then, won't you...

Pairings:

Bella/Edward

OCC Bella(Only a bit :P)

OCC Jasper

Not that much of OCC Edward :)

AU

AH

:)

This is just something I wrote to see if I have gotten better…

Well let's see, right?

He didn't do it:

The room was dark, only one lamp laying it's yellow glow in the small room.

She was sitting at the table. Her fingers shaking, she was waiting.

She was nervous about, what was going to happen soon.

Suddenly the door opened, a blond tall guy in a black suit walked in.

He let his papers fall with a loud sound on the table between them.

"How are you miss…?" he was trying to start out friendly, testing the water, witch she perfectly knew.

"Masen" she answered the unspoken question. Rubbing her fingers in her lab.

"Miss Masen, sorry I knew that. I'm Mr. Whitlock" he smiled.

She nodded, quickly looking up to look at him, and then shifted her glance back down.

He was very nervous, he had waited a long time to get a case like this, and now when he finally got the case; it was like everything he had learned had been thrown out of the window. But he tried not to let it show.

"Erm"

He grabbed something from his pocket and showed it at her.

"Care for a smoke?"

A second passed, where she didn't react, but finally she did.

"I don't smoke, thank you" she mumbled, her voice rusty

"Mrs. Masen does your husband, own a gun" he said getting into his business mode.

She quickly answered "No" maybe a bit too quickly.

He then looked into his papers founding a plastic bag, a gun inside.

"Are you sure?"

When she didn't look up he looked throe his papers ones again.

"These are the two men that your husband killed" he said showing her two pictures of two men; Michael Newton and Eric Yong.

"My husband didn't kill anybody" she said holding her eyes on the pictures.

A silence filled the room. He was looking intensely at her, as she kept her eyes on her fingers.

"My husband is a good man, okay he's a good husband, he's a good father I don't know, about any of this" she said her voice cracking.

"Good man, good husband, good father, a lot of Coke, a lot of dead folks" he responded.

He could feel the love she had for her husband, radiating from her, but he didn't care. This man had killed people, and he was 100% sure that it was him who had done it.

The proof was right there in his hands.

A gun IOF .32 Revolver, was found in his home.

Two backs filled with Cocaine were found in his home.

It was him. He was sure about it.

Mrs. Bella Masen had been a nervous break down the whole day, when she had driven Renesmee to Bella's mother; Renee Dwyer she had fallen crying into her mother's arms, and sobbed until she had to go again.

Then she had driven home to her best friend and her husband; Edward Masen's cousin; Alice Brandon, and sobbed there for a hour.

Alice had hold her in her small arms, like her mother had done, and whispered small reassuring words in her ear.

Bella had fought so much in her life to finally be with Edward, and now she had the perfect life, but then this happened.

Finally Alice had driven Bella to the court room.

"Tank you, Alice" Bella said, before walking out of the car and up the stairs in frond of the huge building.

And then she saw what she should have been expecting.

The paparazzi's.

They weren't that many, about ten of them. Standing in her way, yelling questions about the case.

"How do you fell about the charting?"

"Are your husband a killer?"

"No, he is not!" she said walking between them and into the courthouse.

She walked into the court her knees bulked.

Everybody was already there, starring at her as she made her way to the very frond.

Looking longingly at her beloved husband.

She could see what this had done to him; the happiness that ones belonged in his never ending green eyes weren't there anymore. Instead he looked like stone. Hard and cold stone.

She pressed her eyelids together, praying that they still sad at home eating diner with their children, happy.

She sighed before opening her eyes, only to be met with his dead eyes.

She could fell her eyes starting to water, he wasn't the same anymore. And it was their entire fault.

It hurted to see him like this.

"Well basically we got a tip about Mr. Masen might being involved in these two deaths, and from that tip we found a gun in his home, erm, we found four kilos Cocaine in his house. That gave us motive, erm-…" Mr. Whitlock had also been very nervous about today, not of the same reasons - of course – but he had been nervous about losing the case, even although he was sure that it was Mr. Edward Masen that had killed the two men.

He got interrupted but a sudden yelling. Everybody turned to look after the person, Mrs. Bella Masen.

"Before you lock my love away, please just let me testify!" she had tears running down her cheeks, and her arm outstretched in effect.

Mr. Edward Masen looked sorrowful as he hided his face in his hands, he knew this wasn't good at the jury.

The jury furiously wrote down in their notebooks, and Mrs. Bella Masen looked in shock.

That wasn't a good idea.

Mr. Whitlock sat down with a huge smile. This was working out for him.

People started talking loudly, some louder than other.

The judge hammered his hammer down, making silent fill the courtroom.

He looked rather tired and bored; he had used the last 30 years, doing this.

Mr. Masen looked up from his hands. This is it, he tough.

Suddenly one of from the juries rose from his seat giving a peace of paper to one of security men, who gave it to the judge.

He read it, looked up at Mr. Masen, to Mrs. Masen, to Mr. Whitlock, and back to the paper.

"Mr. Edward Masen is declared guilty in all charges" the judge stated.

A second passed before everybody started talking, loud.

Edward Masen turned to Bella Masen with a look of shock and pain.

She shook in pain, her heart was slowly breaking. She was looking even more miserable than he did, then she dried the tears away from her eyes, looking up, a slow smile spreading on her face, and she started laughing.

Her laughing startled everybody, as they immediately fell silent.

She rose from her seat, throwing her wedding ring at him.

Still laughing she walked a bit longer towards the door, she turned away got a pack of cigarettes from her bag, took one, lit it with a lighter, smirked at Mr. Whitlock and walked out, without a second glance.

How easy was that, it was easier than killing the two men, that is for sure. She laughed a bit of the tough.

Alice had parked to pick her up, just in time, this time with Rosalie in the frond smiling at Bella.

Edward stood up looking more even more shocked.

Mr. Whitlock also stood up, checking his pockets, not finding what he was looking for; he looked back up at the door, where people now were running out of.

So he ran out, between the many people, but when he finally stood out on the street, the only thing he got to see was a car driving away.

I don't smoke, thank you.

My husband didn't kill anybody.

All I know is that my husband is a good man.

A good man, a good husband, a good father, a lot of coke, a lot of death folks.

He didn't do it.

Fuck…

What do you say?

You didn't expect that did you?

Did I get to surprise you?

Well tell me what you think of it!

R&R

Thank you for reading!

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