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Chapter 24 - Bella

EPOV

"Edward, I don't know if I can do this," my mother cried.

I sighed in frustration.

"Mother, he has Bella. He raped her five years ago and heaven only knows what he is doing to her right now. You will do this for me because you are the one that led him to her in the first place," I said. I raked my fingers through my hair and blew out a breath that I hadn't even realized I was holding. My heart constricted at the thought of Bella in the hands of that maniac. I had to prepare myself for the state I was going to find Bella in. I knew we had a very difficult road ahead of us if he...if he...

I pulled my hair hard. I couldn't even think the words let alone say them.

My jaw clenched in anger. I wanted to kill Sam for ruining our lives. I wanted to strangle him and watch the life drain from his eyes. I wanted to strangle him for everything he had done to Bella and for even thinking that he could take Abbey away from me.

"Edward, I swear I had no idea what he was planning. I swear!" Esme cried.

"I don't have time for this." I swallowed hard. Esme's tears had left me cold. I felt absolutely nothing towards her, except bitterness.

Sam was meeting Esme at our old house. We had Forks police officers surrounding the yard, and Charlie was hiding inside the house along with Emmett. Jake and I were searching the forests of Forks along with some of his La Push buddies. They knew the forests like the back of their hands.

We had to hope that Sam would tell us where Bella was. If he knew better he would fucking tell us because Emmett planned on beating the truth out of him, not to mention Charlie. Emmett and Charlie knew that I would kill Sam. That was why they agreed that it would be better if I joined Jake's crew.

All of us wanted a piece of the fucker.

Charlie had about five minutes when Sam came into the house; because there was no way that I was going to use my daughter as bait. Esme would stall him by telling him Abbey was asleep. We hoped that he would demand to see her; Charlie and Emmett would be waiting in the room for him.

I was following Jacob and five other men. Jake had gathered about four groups to search the forests. He knew Sam from when they were kids. He said that if Sam was hiding, it would be in the remote forests of Forks. He was pissed to have read about Bella's abduction in the papers. It didn't take a lot of convincing for Jake to join our search for Bella. He basically called everyone he knew and within an hour we had a search party. Charlie had made the plans for Esme's meeting and promised me that he wouldn't let Sam get away.

I felt emotionally and physically drained from the lack of sleep and from worrying about Bella. Jake and I hadn't much to say to one another, but I followed every step he took.

How much more shit would we have to deal with before we could finally be happy? I mean, we have been through some hectic shit, but this...this was beyond fucked up.

"Edward, look!" Jake suddenly said after hours of hiking through the thick bushes. My head followed his finger and we noticed tire tracks. Jake went closer to inspect the tracks.

"What is it, Jake?" I asked.

"It looks like motorcycle tracks," he answered.

At that moment my phone rang.

"Charlie, please give me some good news," I answered the phone.

"He won't say where he is keeping Bella, but I had a hunch about his cellphone…"

"His cellphone?" I asked.

"He didn't have it on him, so I asked my colleagues at the office to trace the number." he explained.

"Tell me something," I sighed. "What was he driving?" I asked.

"A scrambler," he answered.

"We found the tracks and I'm pretty sure that it is his tracks." I explained. Jake looked at me and I nodded, silently telling him that it was Sam's tracks. He smiled and we started following the tracks.

"Charlie, I want that man dead!" I hissed into the phone.

"I know, son, but it's against the law to kill someone. Bella and your children need you with them, not in a jail cell," he said.

"I just want to find her," I sighed.

"Son, I want to prepare you for when you find Bella," Charlie whispered. My eyes pricked with tears as I waited for him to finish his sentence. "The last time she was pretty messed up, Edward, and I don't mean just mentally. She was physically in bad shape because of the beatings and violent behavior Sam inflicted on her body," he sighed. "Mentally she was just...dead," he added.

"Charlie, I have prepared myself for anything that might have happened to her. I'll love her no matter what and I'll stand by her. I'll never let her down again," I said adamantly.

"I know that now," Charlie whispered.

Charlie and I became closer over Bella's abduction. We came to some sort of understanding and I think Charlie saw how much I really loved Bella. I also realized that Charlie only had Bella's best interest at heart when he had kept me from her years ago. It wasn't because he didn't like me, it was because I had hurt Bella and he was trying to protect her from that happening again. Sure, he could have handled things differently, but he only saw Bella's hurt and pain, and that made him hate me.

We followed the tracks all the way to a cabin. The cabin was hidden quite well and if it wasn't for Jake and his team, we never would've found it. The tracks were clear, though, as if Sam had driven this path a million times. A chill ran down my spine at the thought of what he had done in this cabin.

It took me all of ten seconds to jump to a sprint and head for the cabin.

"Bella!" I started yelling, hoping she would answer me. "Bella, baby, answer me!" I yelled while yanking on the wooden door. Jake helped me to pry the door open and as soon as we cracked the door, I ran inside. We searched every corner of the cabin, but there was no sign of Bella.

I jabbed my fingers into my hair and pulled hard. I fell to my knees and started crying. She wasn't here…

"Edward!" Jake yelled. I looked at him and he pointed at a door on the floor. He yanked it open and I jumped back to my feet and ran down the stairs.

"Wait here." I held Jake back when he reached the bottom of the stairs. He looked pissed for a moment, but realized what I was trying to say without me actually saying it.

My heart jumped to my throat when I reached a metal door. Tears were flooding my face as I tried to brace myself for what I would find behind the door. My chest ached when I reached the handle and my stomach turned from nervousness.

The heat of the room was overwhelming and struck me as soon as I opened the door. My eyes caught different kinds of equipment and bile rose to my throat. This was the same sick shit that Tanya wanted us to get into. I recognized some of the shit because Tanya had searched it over the internet. It was at that moment that I realized that Bella was in deep shit.

My heart sprinted in fear when my eyes landed on her naked body all tied to chains that hung from the ceiling. Her head hung low and I choked out a sob.

"Bella, love," I cried as I ran to her. I carefully raised her head and started puking at the sight of my Bella. She had bruises covering her face and she had a gag in her mouth. I heaved until there was nothing left in my stomach before I attended to her again. I touched her softly, but she never responded.

I took the gag off before I attended to the rest of the chains. It took me a while to figure out what to do before her limp body fell into my arms. Her back was covered in red welts, probably from beatings, and her body was covered in purple, blue and green bruises. She had purple and blackish marks under her eyes as well as around her neck. I laid her down on the floor before I yanked my jacket off and covered her body.

I held her in my arms and cried softly into her neck.

"Please, love, please wake up." I sobbed like a fucking baby. "I can't lose you, love. Not again."

If it wasn't for the warm air that escaped her nose and for her chest rising and falling, I would have thought that she was dead. I held her hand and kissed the inside of her wrist. My tears rolled down her arms. I clenched my jaw when I saw the markings caused by needles. The piece of shit drugged her.

"Edward, are you okay?" I heard Jacob's voice.

"Jake," I cried. "Jake, we have to get her out of here." I sobbed loudly.

Jake appeared before me and knelt at Bella's head. I looked up, completely vulnerable in front of this man who loved Bella too. He had tears running down his face as well and without even trying we became closer just by Bella's abduction. The woman we loved laid before us; beaten, drugged and raped.

"Let's get her out of here." Jake suggested.

I was only able to nod. My heart was in excruciating pain at the sight of my love. It broke my heart to see her so broken. Now I knew what Charlie had meant when he said that she was a mess when Sam raped her the first time. It was probably not as bad as this time because he had four days to do this to her; four fucking days of torture, while I was unable to find her.

The guilt I felt was immeasurable. I should have moved in with her. I should have installed the best security systems even when Bella objected.

"We need to lift her up, Edward. I'll go see if there's a blanket somewhere in the house," Jake whispered through his tears. I was suddenly very thankful for Jake's presence. I wasn't able to think or act and Jake had taken control of the situation.

I gently rubbed Bella's hair and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Hold on, love, just hold on. I love you, Bella. I love you so fucking much." I cried into her hair.

"Abbey," she sighed. My heart leaped with joy from hearing her voice. It was – at that moment – the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.

"She's safe, Bella. She's at home with Rosalie and can't wait to see you." I sobbed and laughed at the same time. Her eyes fluttered open and a small smile spread on her lips.

"So beautiful," she sighed again. I chuckled.

"You're the beautiful one," I said and kissed her cheeks.

She closed her eyes again with a content sigh. The smile remained on her lips, which had caused me to smile too.

Jake came back with a blanket and he helped me wrap it around her body before we gently lifted her up and carried her out of the cabin. I was still nauseous from everything I saw in that basement, but was so relieved that we had found Bella and that she was safe.

We were surprised to find Charlie waiting for us outside of the cabin. There were paramedics too and they immediately took Bella out of our arms and placed her on a gurney. They started working on her, but I never left her side. I held her hand the entire time, praying that she would be alright.

Jake and Charlie were whispering and from the look on their faces I knew something was wrong. Panic filled my heart and I kissed Bella's hand before I joined them.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Charlie rubbed his eyes before he raked his fingers through his hair.

"Sam managed to escape!" he hissed.

"What?" I yelled.

"When I left the house to come to the cabin, he attacked the officer in charge and escaped. He is still cuffed – to the fucking front – but he took the officers handgun. They are searching for him as we speak," he explained.

"I have to warn Rosalie," I said with panic.

"Emmett already did that. Emmett is searching for Sam too," he said.

"Charlie, if I find him…not if, when…I'm going to fucking kill him for what he has done to Bella," I hissed through clenched teeth.

"Edward, I-"

"Edward," Charlie was interrupted by Bella's panicked voice. I immediately went to her and grabbed her hand.

"I'm here, love," I cooed.

"Don't ever leave me," she cried. She looked very disoriented and scared.

"Never," I swore.

"Mr. Cullen, we need to get her to the hospital. They'll need to draw blood for blood tests and they'll have a rape-kit ready," one of the paramedics explained.

"No," Bella whispered.

All of us looked at her in surprise.

"Bella, you have to go to the hospital. I'll be there with you and never leave your side again. I'll be with you every step of the way," I whispered back calmly, but on the inside I was brewing with anger.

"Edward, no!" She shook her head. "He never touched me," she whispered.

"But-"

"He didn't rape me, Edward. He couldn't," she said.

"Bella, are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes." She managed to chuckle. "I'm so tired," she sighed again.

"Shh, sleep now. I'll be here when you wake up."

They started hiking back to the ambulance – which was a pretty long way. Charlie, Jake and I looked at each other before a smile cracked on all of our faces.

He didn't touch her. He couldn't…

I fell to my knees and started crying out of gratitude. She wasn't violated in that way. It wouldn't have changed my feelings for her, but it sure as hell made everything simpler. If he had done that to her again…

We would have had a very difficult road ahead if she was raped again. Fuck! Relief spread through my entire body and washed away almost all of the fear I had inside of me.

"Let's go, son." Charlie placed his hand on my shoulder and held his other hand out for me to take. I took his hand and he helped me up before we followed the paramedics.

It suddenly dawned on me that everything was not okay. It wasn't fucking okay because Sam was still out there somewhere. One thing was for sure, I wasn't letting Bella or my children out of my sight. Plus, I would hire the best damn security guards there were and install the best security systems in our house. He wouldn't get near my family ever again. He'd better hope that I wouldn't find him because I was planning on killing him and chopping his fucking body into tiny pieces and burying them in these dark forests, where no one would ever find his useless body.

He wouldn't get away with what he had done. I swore that on my fucking life. I would avenge Bella's rape and violation. He would wish that he'd never laid eyes on my beautiful Bella.

Jacob had called his friends and asked them to help search for Sam, which they gladly agreed to. Jake promised me that they would find Sam and that he would never be able to get away again. He was also pissed at Sam for what he had done to Bella five years ago. He was there when Bella went through that horrific ordeal and he also wanted justice for her.

The trip to the hospital took forever because we had to walk for about an hour before we reached the ambulance. I never left Bella's side and held her hand the entire trip to the hospital. She was sweating and her entire body was shaking. The paramedic explained that it was either from shock or from withdrawal, but they'd be able to tell for sure once they ran tests to see what Sam had given her. She also vomited a couple of times.

It took every ounce of strength inside of me to remain calm while watching Bella go through this. There was nothing I could do and it infuriated me even more. I felt useless while standing by and seeing her go through this.

I remembered my time in rehab like it was yesterday. Sure, I wasn't an addict for long, but the withdrawals had made me believe that I was about to die. I remembered how I argued with Emmett and told him that I wasn't addicted to heroin and that I was able to control my hits, but the truth was that I was actually out of control. I haven't been using for long, but my addictive personality – proven by the heroin usage – had made it impossible for me to stop. I wanted more and more with every shot I gave myself. The rush was indescribable and once I felt that first rush after my first dose of heroin, I wanted more. I was chasing that first hit, but it never felt the same. I should have stopped after the first time, but my body and brain craved that thrilling and un-fucking-believable euphoria trip…

Sam only had Bella for four days and the only thing I thought about what he could have given her to give her withdrawals, was heroin. I've seen a lot of people fall for heroin after two days of using the shit. It depended on how many times you shot up per day and how much you used. Plus, the kind of personality you had also had a big fucking part in the whole addictive synopsis. I had only used once a day for a couple of months until that once became twice. I was always stoned, dirty and drunk. The only time I had felt normal was when I worked on lyrics and music. It had kept me going.

It was also the only time I had allowed myself to think of Bella. When I was stoned, I hadn't felt any pain and my memories of Bella had vividly haunted me. It was also during these times that I had written all of my songs about her because it was the only time I had felt no pain when I thought of her.

It was because of this reason that I refused to get clean. I knew that once I got cleaned, I would literally die when I thought of Bella. While I was in rehab, I started building a stone wall around my heart and whenever Bella's memories would haunt me, I would try to vaporize them with hatred and bitterness. It was how I survived for so many years because I knew if I was released from rehab and I would have a memory of Bella that I would go back to using again. I was getting clean and I wanted to stay clean.

I've seen people overdose; some were lucky while others had no luck and died. I've seen myself going down that road thousands of times. It never scared me. The truth was that I fucking welcomed it. I wanted it – at the time. I fucking craved it. But, death never came for me.

Rehab not only cleaned me up, but changed my heart in so many ways. I came out of rehab a selfish, bitter and self-centered fucking asshole. I treated everyone like shit because I wasn't able to face my failed relationship with Bella. I blamed everyone except myself.

Luckily, I have never fallen off the wagon with my heroin addiction. I never craved it again, which made my road to sobriety so much fucking easier. I have learned that hatred and bitterness was a far easier road to take and less dangerous.

I slowly raised my hands and covered my eyes, rubbing harshly, before I clamped them over my nose and mouth. I blew out some breath I was holding. Bella was asleep again, but she kept mumbling and every now and again she would scream out in fear. The scream alone turned my blood to ice.

Tears pooled in my eyes again before they spilled over the brims and slowly slid down my cheeks. How could this have happened to her? She had been through so much…so fucking much!

We were starting our life together. We were going to get married and live happily ever after…maybe adding a couple of more laughing children to our family.

I smiled at the thought.

Mini-Bellas and Mini-Edwards would be another blessing to our family.

My phone started ringing, bringing me out of my reverie about a house full of children. I fished the phone out of my pocket and groaned. Rose. I had completely forgotten about her.

"Rose," I answered. "I am so sorry-"

"Emmett called and told me that you found Bella. Is she okay?" she asked.

"We're on our way to the hospital, Rosalie. She was beaten pretty badly and he drugged her," I said with a sigh.

"Did he…I mean, was she-?" she stumbled over words, but I knew what she wanted to ask.

"No, Rose, he didn't. Bella said that he couldn't, I don't know, but they'll check her at the hospital."

"Can I tell Tristan and Abbey that they've found her?" she asked.

"Of course, yeah. I wish I could be there, but I don't want to leave Bella's side," I whispered.

"I understand, Edward." Her voice was trembling. "I knew you would find her." She started sobbing.

"Jake found the cabin, Rose. We couldn't have done it without him," I chuckled.

"I'm scared, Edward. What if they don't catch Sam?" she asked. I heard the fear in her trembling voice and my own fears started bubbling up from the surface.

"They will, Rose, don't worry. I'll hunt him down myself, Rose. I'll make sure he'll never hurt anyone ever again," I said.

"I know that, Edward. I have faith that if no one else finds him, you will!" she said.

We talked a bit longer until I said goodbye because we stopped in front of the hospital.

They pulled the gurney from the back of the ambulance and almost ran into the hospital with me following. They yelled out a few things that I didn't understand, and soon, Bella was surrounded by doctors and nurses. She was taken away and they asked me to wait outside while they did their jobs.

I paced the floor in front of the door the nurse had closed in my face. I jabbed my fingers into my hair while I waited on news about Bella.

Charlie and Jake were helping with the search for Sam. When my phone rang, and I saw that it was Charlie my heart jumped to my throat and I silently prayed that they had found Sam.

"Tell me you have found the fucker," I answered.

"Edward, I don't know how to say this…" Charlie sighed.

"Just spit it out, Charlie." I demanded.

"Emmett found Sam-"

"Thank goodness," I interrupted him.

"Sam shot Emmett-"

"No," I whispered as I felt the blood drain my face. I staggered backwards until I fell against the wall and slowly slid down, jabbing my fingers into my hair.

"Emmett's on his way to the hospital." Charlie explained.

"Where is Sam?" I asked murderously. This man had done enough to my family.

"After he shot Emmett, he committed suicide," Charlie explained.

"Fucking coward!" I hissed.

"I'm on my way to the hospital too. Emmett should be there right about now," he said, out of breath. I could hear him walking while he was talking to me.

I was torn in two as I stood in front of the door where Bella had disappeared into almost an hour ago. I wanted to be here when they brought her out, but at the same time I wanted to be at the entrance when they brought my brother in. They would probably be busy with Bella for a couple more hours and I only wanted to see Emmett before they took him to surgery or wherever the fuck they would take him.

I ran down the hallways of the hospital until I was at the entrance. I asked the nurse on duty of they had brought my brother in and she was shocked to have heard that Doctor Cullen was shot. She promised me that he wasn't admitted yet.

It was five minutes later when a gurney was pushed into the hospital with my big brother lying on it. I ran to his side. He was still awake, but very pale with black markings under his eyes. He was sweating profusely as if he just had a gym session.

"Hey," he whispered with a smile.

"What the fuck were you thinking, Em? You could have been killed," I started crying.

"He was a bad shot…" he sighed. "Don't cry, little bro, I'm fine. Well, I will be once they take this bullet out of my arm," he said with a smile but I could hear the strain in his voice, which told me that he was in a lot of pain.

"Em-"

"Don't say it, Edward. I'm not going to die," he interrupted me. "Please call Rosie for me and explain what happened?" he asked me.

"I'll do that. I have to get back to Bella-"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go!" he said. I grabbed his hair softly and kissed his forehead, "I love you, Em," I said quickly before he could interrupt me again.

I heard him chuckle as I walked away. "I love you too, little bro," he yelled back. A smile cracked on my face as I walked back to Bella.

My heart started racing in fear when the door was left open. I panicked like never before. I asked one of the nurses where they had taken Bella and she asked me to follow her. She showed me to a room where Bella lay very still. I silently thanked the nurse and quickly joined Bella's side.

She was lying so still and her breathing was slow and soft.

"We've given her something to calm her down," I heard a voice behind me say.

"We're still waiting for the results from her blood work, but she was pretty drugged up." The nurse explained further. "Once we know what she was given, we'll probably use detoxification methods to get the drugs out of her system with minimal withdrawals," she said.

"Thanks," I said softly. I never took my eyes off of Bella and only nodded while the nurse talked to me. I was never so scared in all of my life; the thought of losing Bella was enough to cripple me with pain. I would never leave her side again. I was going to move into the house and install the best damn security system. My kids and my Bella were everything to me and I wouldn't be able to live without either one of them. I needed my family like I needed air to breathe.

"I love you, Bella. I'll be here when you wake up," I whispered before I placed a kiss on her hand. I leaned forward and laid my head next to her hand where I closed my eyes for a second. I was tired, though, and soon fell into a deep sleep where I dreamt of Bella in a wedding dress; dancing, laughing, twirling and kissing…me!

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I know this is late…very late. I was extremely busy with moving into a new house. I'm really sorry for the delay.

I'm not a doctor or anything; everything used in this chapter was searched on the net, but basically no one can give you a straight answer. I had a drug-addict boyfriend, though, and remember a few things he used to tell me. This was years ago and my memory of those times are not very clear. I do remember him telling me that heroin was the most addictive drug – at the time – and was the hardest to kick. He used heroin for four days before he was addicted and started having withdrawals. I kinda used his story because I can't get straight answers on the net. If anyone can give me advice on this please PM me.