I own nothing, but the plot & what it is about to reveal.

Most of this chapter is the attack on Alice from the first person perspective of her attacker. His flashback is italicized. The non-italicized words in the flashback are Lyle Cullen's thoughts. ~KaliCali77

"Alice," Jasper said in a gentle, questioning tone. He felt that he could get her to open up about her past without everyone else being in her hospital room. Rosalie had just been discharged to rest at home. Esme and Carlisle would come up to visit their daughter after his physical therapy appointment. He only had a small window to get thins information from her. "I need some information from you. I need to hear about the night you were attacked in Seattle."

Alice tensed and then, winced because her stitches pulled. "Why? Why do you need to hear about that? Didn't you say yesterday that you have read the police report?"

"I have read the report. I still need to hear it from you. You can give me more details. You can answer questions if I have them. A police report cannot do that." Jasper explained. "Please tell me."

Alice closed her eyes and took a deep breath before beginning to explain the worst night in her life.

The man in the hall remembered the best in his.

The Someone Behind the Police Report

I saw Alice and Rosalie leaving their apartment for the philosophy study group they are a part of. The girls left at exactly twenty after six every Thursday night for the past two months. One could practically set their watch to them.

I followed the girls for a couple of blocks as they talked and gossiped. When they turned to take the short cut through the park, I smiled. I stepped off of the path and settled on a bench hidden from the path by trees, but I could still see through them.

Tonight is the night that I will proceed with my plan.

Twenty minutes… those bitches are twenty minutes late! I thought as I clenched my fist even tighter as it rested on the bench against my thigh. If they don't get here in the next few minutes, my plan will fail. The patrol will be here in the next ten to fifteen minutes.

Finally, the girls came around the far corner. They were laughing a little too loudly. Neither of them was walking in a straight path. Apparently, tonight they went to a drinking group than the philosophy study group.

I pulled my cap down low over my eyes and pulled the wool scarf up over my nose, so they couldn't see my face if they decided to glance in my way. I tucked and the opening of my leather gloves to ensure that that were still on snugly. Pausing behind large boulders and thick tree trunks, I made my way back to the path.

Like every other Thursday night, Alice and Rosalie took no notice of me. I passed them just before they reached a collection of small boulders. When I thought I could no longer be seen in their peripheral vision, I turned and snuck up behind them.

Rosalie was easy to trip in her inebriated state. She fell hard on the boulders. Her head landed with a satisfying thunk. I guess Alice assumed Rosalie tripped on her own and attempted to help her cousin as she began to moan.

Before the little pixie got more than two steps, I had my left hand on her hip and my right hand on her shoulder. She made a small gasp, but thankfully didn't make any other noise when I pulled her back against my body.

"You are going to do everything that I lead you to do or you will not be found in time to save you like your cousin will." He whispered in here ear. Alice nodded yes in understanding before I could even ask her to.

Slipping my left hand to the small of Alice's back, I lead her toward the bench that I had recently vacated. Her eyes were darting everywhere except the bench.

Once at the bench, I forced her to take off her jacket and her sweater. She shook with the possibility that I am planning on raping her entering her brain. That idea could not be further from my mind. I tossed the jacket to the ground out of my way. After rolling the sweater up, I tied it around her head like a blindfold making sure to leave her ears uncovered. Then, I took the small ball gag from my bag that was sitting next to the bench. She gasped as I put the rubber ball in her mouth and fastened the strap at the nape of her neck.

"Sorry," I said smirking behind my scarf. "I can't have you drawing any attention to our bench just yet."

I left her standing in front of the bench as I walked around it to make sure the step was securely in place between the rungs of the backrest of the bench. Even with tapping them with different levels of force, they stayed perfectly in place. I was testing them one last time when Alice and I heard the mounted police officer turn onto the trail below us.

"It sounds like your cousin is about to be found." I whispered just loud enough for her to hear me. "Too bad you are not going to have the same luxury." The two of us listened as the officer radioed for assistance and an ambulance.

Alice tensed waiting to learn if her cousin was alive or dead as the officer hopped off of his horse. She breathed a sigh of relief around the gag in her mouth. Then, she tensed again as I placed my hands gently on her shoulders. I guess she had been paying more attention to the sounds in front of her than behind her.

I pushed her slowly down to sit on the edge of the bench. She tried to inch back to avoid falling off, but I stopped her. I cannot let her feel what is behind her yet.

I unwind the scarf from around my face and spread it out. I place the spread out scarf from the bottom of her ribs to the tops of her hips with her hands and forearms trapped underneath it. I laid the ends of it on the top of the bench back before rounding the bench again. I quickly slide the ends through the rungs of the backrest.

As the ambulance arrives for Rosalie, I start slowly pulling Alice back toward her fate. She moves back a few inches before the knives' points pierced the skin on her lower back. The serrated bottom edge of the knife caused some damage when it went it, but it will cause even more if they try to pull it out when she is still alive. She whimpered moaned lightly as she was moved toward me.

The knives are only three inches long so it only took a minute or so to have them fully sheathed in her body. She shuddered when I stopped pulling her backwards causing more damage to herself. She was still a good inch and a half from the back of the bench. I tied the scarf tightly behind the bench causing her body to bow around the knives.

After picking up my bag, I whispered into her ear. "Alice, someone will find you soon. The mounted police officer might remember seeing Rosalie walking with someone and send out a search party which is what you should hope for. My hope is that Rosalie's beauty outshines you and the ground keepers find you tomorrow morning."

The man in the hall opened his as Alice finished her story. "A while after the ambulance left, the first officer found my purse and remembered that I had been with Rosalie." She took a deep breath trying to keep herself from crying. "I was in and out of consciousness for the next few days. All I could clearly remember about the attack for a long time was he smelled like flowers. He did not smell like all flowers, just the sweet smelling flowers that hummingbirds are attracted to."

"That is why Emmett advised me against getting you a bouquet of Honeysuckle." Jasper said absentmindedly.

"Exactly," Alice answer thinking out loud as well. Then, she paused, "What? Why did you want to get me flowers? I already got the department flowers."

Jasper cleared his throat. Reaching for her hand, he said, "I hope I am more than just the department."

"Of course, you are more than just the department." Alice said squeezing his hand back. "You are becoming a friend, Jasper. You are trying to help save my family's lives."

"I am glad you see it as your friend because I am going to be camping on your couch for immediate future." Jasper said smiling. "That is unless you want to move back in with your parents."

Author's Note~

I promise I am not a really a sick or twisted person. I do watch a lot of police and medical shows. The park in this scene is completely made up in my head. I have no idea if a park like this exists in Seattle or if there are mounted police officers. Those things are just what I needed for my story to work in my head.

Stating that, I hope you learned something from this chapter. The next chapter will be Jasper and Alice settling in. Let me know what you think!

~KaliCali77