This fic is intended for adult audiences, if you are under 18 you should not be reading this.
All the usual disclaimers.
Only At Night
Chapter 34
The Nightmare
BPOV
I woke up groggy and lightheaded. My head throbbed and pulsed. I was sure it was a result of the drugs Jacob had been feeding me. I really worried about the residual and long term effects they might have on my mind and my body. I tried to rub my eyes but my hand caught in the bindings over my head.
Ugh.
I opened my eyes and was immediately disoriented by the sunlight filtering into the room. Sunlight? What the hell? My head snapped around to take in my surroundings and I was instantly sorry. The pain shot out and made me queasy.
I groaned.
"Sorry, love, you will probably have a bit of a headache this morning." Jacob's voice came from the other side of the room.
I looked up to find him standing by a doorway. This wasn't the room we had been in. It was a motel, the cheap and slimy kind that made my skin crawl at the thought of the sheets making contact with my body.
"Can I use the bathroom please, Jacob?"
"Sure, I'll get you some aspirin too."
He walked over to me and unlocked the cuffs on my wrists and he tenderly rubbed at the ache. Before I knew what he was doing he picked me up and carried me across the room to the bathroom and kissed my forehead before standing me on the towel he had spread out on the floor.
"The floor is cold, and frankly kind of gross. Let me know when you are finished and I will carry you back to the bed love."
"Thanks, Jacob."
I took care of my business and noticed that he had my toiletries in a bag hanging on the door hook, my robe on the hook next to it. If it weren't so twisted it would have been sweet. I reminded myself of the truly sweet things Jasper had done for me in the past. The personal items stacked with such care on the bathroom counter at the penthouse, the rose, the little notes.
Oh, Jasper, please baby, please don't give up, please help me.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I started to brush my hair and had an idea.
"Jacob?"
"Finished love?" I heard him call and I opened the door.
"Would you brush my hair? My arms are kind of sore."
"Sure love, I am sorry about that."
Jacob brushed my hair and breathed heavily into my neck. He purred into my hair and one of his hands rubbed my shoulders and neck. My aching muscles needed it so I leaned into it and moaned in pleasure just a wee bit exaggerated.
He groaned as he called out my name, "Bella."
I watched the reflection in the cheap imitation unbreakable reflective material hanging over the sink and was horrified inside at the lust filing his eyes and the protrusion grinding into my lower back. Outwardly I just smiled at him and leaned back into his arms. The brush set aside, his arms wrapped around me as he looked at the image of the two of us together.
"Just a couple more hours love, and we will be husband and wife and we can start our new life together. I wish we could be honeymooning someplace a little nicer, but we won't be leaving the bedroom anyway, so I guess it doesn't really matter that much does it?" He kissed the top of my head and scooped me up and carried me back to the bed and sat me at the edge.
"I brought you some breakfast. Not very nutritious, I know but, this isn't exactly the penthouse suite in Seattle now is it?" He handed me a box of store bought donuts, the kind that left a residual waxy coating in your mouth.
My skin crawled at the thought that he knew any more about my time with Jasper. I opened the box and offered him a donut before taking one for myself.
"Thank you love, here's your coffee, just the way you like it."
The coffee shop drink was still hot; he must have left me alone here for awhile to run out for it. Damn it that may have been my only chance to scream for help.
"So how much time do I have to get ready for the wedding?"
"Why?"
"Well, I want to shower, dry and curl my hair, do my makeup, get myself ready for you. Oh, did you get shoes to match my dress, and what about stockings, did you get those. You brought that lingerie set I wanted to wear for you right? Oh hell, Jacob I have a million things to do to get ready, don't stress me out now."
He sat back on the bed and laughed. He just laughed and laughed.
"Oh Bella, sweetheart, don't worry about anything, you are beautiful just as you are, but yes, everything you need is in the closet. I think you will like the shoes and I had bought some special lingerie for the occasion. You can decide if you want to wear that or the other set you liked, I brought both.
"Ohh, can I see?" I tried to act excited and he was more comfortable than he had been.
"Sure, I'll get the shoes." Jacob walked to the closet and watching me he reached in and came back with a box.
He opened it and pulled out the most beautiful shoes and handed them to me.
"Oh my God, Jacob these are Christian Louboutin shoes. They are gorgeous." I was stunned, these shoes had to run about $700, and more importantly they were stunning. There were iridescent colored stones covering the front of the shoe that scattered themselves delicately down the pointed toe. The heels were spindly and about a medium height. I would actually be able to walk in these. If it were not so sick these shoes would be perfect.
"I'm glad that you like them. I do want today to be special for you my love."
I tried them on and the fit was perfect, I slid my foot in the other one and stood admiring the shoes, hating the man trying to bribe me with the fancy baubles. Dumb ass had no idea that I'd rather marry Jasper in a burlap sack than ever marry him in the perfect shoes and gown. The irony wasn't lost on me either; Jasper could fill a room with shoes like this for me but he never would, he knew that these shoes just weren't me.
"Wait; let me show you the lingerie." Jacob was actually giddy over this. I realized that I could use this to get him to trust me more, let his guard down a little.
He came back with bridal inspired set, complete with a corset, thong and garter. It was very sexy, yet tasteful and the thought that having Jasper undress me on our wedding night to find this would have been perfect, made me hate it that much more. I watched as Jacob licked his lips and adjusted himself just making me cringe inside, but I used it to my advantage.
"You like it," I asked holding it up against my body, licking my lips suggestively.
"I'll like it better on you."
"Good, then this is the one I am wearing. Jacob, I can't believe you did all this for me, everything is so beyond perfect. No one has ever done anything like this for me. I couldn't have picked a better dress or shoes. I really love it and I really like that you did all this for me. Now, I want to go get ready for you, I want to look perfect for you, to say thank you."
Jacob picked me up and pulled me into him. I felt his hard erection pushing against my hip and as much as I hated the thought I rubbed my hip against it and moaned for him. He took the garments from my hands and threw them on the bed. One of his hands went to my neck and the other to my waist as he pulled me tighter against him and leaned down. His eyes bore into mine and I thought about how much I loved Jasper and pretended it was Jasper's eyes boring into me and I bit my bottom lip and looked up at Jacob through my lashes trying with all I had to be seductive, yet shy, to make him believe that I wanted this.
His lips crashed down into mine and I kissed him back with everything I had. I poured all the passion I had for Jasper into that kiss with Jacob. When his tongue swept across my lips demanding entrance I gave it to him, I opened my mouth and greedily met his tongue with my own and wrapped my arms around his neck, rising through his hair, twisting into it and ground myself against him. His hand on my waist dropped to my ass and he squeezed tight. I moaned into him and pushed back at his chest until the back of his legs hit the bed and I pushed him back. He pulled me down on top of him as he fell back holding me to him. I straddled his hips and continued the battle with our tongues while I rubbed my hands across his broad chest.
I reminded myself that I have done this before with people I didn't even know, it meant absolutely nothing to me except a way to survive, get him to lower his guard enough that I might have a chance if one presented itself.
I kept up with the kissing and rubbing against him. His hands were all over my backside and I pulled my mouth off of his and looked down at his chest, my hands exploring.
"Jacob, you are so damn hot, how much do you work out to keep your body this tight?" I said breathlessly with as much lust as I could muster and then licked my lips and shook my head mocking the look of wild abandon and pure sexual tension.
"I told you I would be able to please you Bella, you feel so good against me." His hand came up to my chest and he massaged my breast and I closed my eyes and rocked my hips forward just a little letting him believe that he was getting to me.
I could feel my nipples responding to his touch and moaned out his name, "Ugh, Jacob."
I let him explore a little until I could sense that his hands were eager to move south and I knew I'd never be able to fake any further enthusiasm if he touched me there.
"Shit, Jacob, we have to stop, I have to get ready."
"Yeah, we only have about an hour and a half before we need to leave."
"Oh shit, Jacob," I said jumping off of him, "that isn't enough time."
He chuckled and smacked my backside as I turned and ran for the bathroom.
I turned on the shower and then quickly thought of something. I opened the door and stuck my head out into the room. "I am locking this door, do not try to peek. Since I don't get to surprise you with anything else, at least let me surprise you with something."
"Okay love, no peeking, I promise." He was laughing lightly. If I actually gave a shit about him, it would have been cute.
Thank God. I would have a little bit of time to myself and that would keep him from getting any ideas about joining me in the shower. I jumped into the shower and scrubbed every inch he touched. I couldn't get the feeling of his hands on me off fast enough or thoroughly enough. I was rinsing my mouth and spitting the water out down the drain. I had slept with countless perfect strangers, men whose names I never knew or cared about and never felt as revolted as I felt right now. I put it in the back of my mind and just hoped it had been worth it, if it meant he gave me one second to get away at some time today, it would have been worth it.
Oh Jasper.
I decided right then that I was going to look my best, not for Jacob, but for Jasper, just in case I was able to get away today, just in case Jasper found me. In case he took the chance and came to that church in hopes I would be there. I still didn't know if Jacob was taking me to the same church he had mentioned in that invitation. I didn't dare ask or say anything in case he had forgotten about that. I hoped it was a mistake that would cost him.
I showered and found a blow dryer in my bag and dried my hair out straight. Thankfully he had packed a large round brush and I was able to create a soft full look. The dress would look better with my hair up and it would give Jacob one less place to hide the gun I knew he would be holding on me somewhere when we walked out the door. I teased the hell out of the roots and twisted it up into as fancy of a look as I could manage. There were some rhinestone clips in my bag so I used those to secure it in place. I took care of my makeup and realized that my undergarments were out in the other room. I opened the door a crack and asked Jacob to hand it to me without peeking.
He complied and reached behind his back handing me the bag with all I needed and didn't try to look. I wiggled my way into the lingerie, pulled the thigh-highs up and secured them with the garter. I slipped my feet into the shoes and pulled the robe over my body wrapping it tight.
I opened the door and called out to Jacob, "Do you need the bathroom; I can put my dress on out there if you do?"
"I'll make you a deal, I'll keep my eyes closed if you walk out here straight to me and sit down and let me cuff you to the bed while I go use the bathroom. I wish I could trust you, but I don't, not that all that before wasn't fun, but don't think I believe for one minute that you won't run out that door the minute I get in the shower."
Shit.
"Jacob, that is fine. I don't expect you to trust me completely yet. I won't go anywhere, and you can cuff me in the bathroom if you would rather."
"No, come on out, my eyes are closed, but Bella, don't try anything stupid."
"Jacob, relax, I'll keep talking all the way to you. See, here I am." I held my hands out to him and placed the cuff around my own wrist when he instructed me to. He checked that I was securely fastened in and then turned and walked to the bathroom without ever looking at anything but my hands.
I just sat there thinking while he took a record setting shower with the door open. I could hear the shaver tapping against the sink as he rinsed it. He told me to close my eyes so that I wouldn't see his tux as he got ready.
When he finished he called out to me to pull the blanket off the bed and hold it up so that we wouldn't be able to see each other as he walked toward me to unlock the cuff. I did as he asked and once my hand was free I handed him the blanket and then went to put the dress on. I managed to get the zipper up on my own and was ready.
"Jacob, I am ready."
"Okay, close your eyes, I am going to drop the blanket and count to 3 and we can both open our eyes, deal?"
"Deal."
Jacob counted down and we both opened our eyes. He was wearing a very sharp black tuxedo suit. It looked designer from here, and if I didn't hate him so much, he would have actually looked really hot.
"Fuck Bella, you look amazing."
"Thank you, you look very handsome."
"OK, don't do anything stupid now Bella and ruin our day. I want tonight to be special and I promise I will make it wonderful if you cooperate today. If you don't, I promise you that you will not like it one bit, but I will still enjoy myself, thoroughly and repeatedly. Got it?"
"Yes."
He pulled the gun out of his coat pocket and twisted it around in his hand. "Just in case any of your little friends tries to interfere today." He put it back in his pocket and tapped it through the pocket.
Shit.
We pulled up to the church and I tried not to look around too much. I didn't want him to see me searching for Jasper. When I realized where we were I was thrilled, Jasper might actually be here. He would not overlook a detail like this. This had to be the mistake I had been waiting for.
Once we were inside I prayed that all I had done to try to get him to trust me even a tiny bit would pay off.
It worked; he gave me time to go into the Bride's room alone. I knew there was no way out, but I could try to leave a message for Jasper. See if he had left something for me. I would have searched anyplace that I thought Jasper might have left something as a sign. I didn't need to. It was clear as day. On the counter sat a pile, a towel, a brush, a toothbrush and toothpaste all in individual plastic wrappers with a single red rose on top with a folded piece of paper. The note said simply,
Love,
Your groom
It was Jasper's writing, but not something that anyone would attribute to him except me. If Jacob had come in here to check the room he would have believed it was something the church provided for brides. I knew he was here, he was here somewhere and this hell was nearly over. I left the sample size bottle of lotion from the motel bathroom under the note and moved the flower to point in the opposite direction praying that if for any reason Jasper didn't get me before we left he would get my hint and find the bottle that would lead him to the motel. I just had to hope that Jacob actually took me back there after the wedding. We had left everything there so I thought it was as good a bet as any.
Jacob called out to me. "Alright Bella, that is long enough, let's go love."
"I'm almost ready Jacob, I'll be right out." I hurried to replace my lipstick so that it looked like I did something in here while I flushed the toilet for effect.
I heard noise and then the sweet sound of Jasper's voice.
"Bella, don't come out."
Oh thank God.
Shit, no, Jasper wouldn't know Jacob was armed. I ran to the door and flung it open.
They were on the ground, fists flying, Wade was jumping into the middle of it and Dimitri was running down the aisle from the middle of the church.
Jasper had Jacob in a bear hug and I could tell he was trying to get the gun. Then the front doors flew open illuminating the struggle. Jasper looked up at me just as I heard the shot ring out. I was screaming.
"NO, NO, NO, Oh God Jasper, no. Felix, help, Mary call 911."
Jacob was taking aim at Jasper's head and I ran to push him out of the way. Felix had his other arm and was knocking the gun out of Jacob's hand. I shoved Jacob hard and dropped to my knees frantically trying to get the gun before he could get it.
Felix stumbled backwards as Jacob's fist met his jaw. Jacob moved toward me and was pulling his arm back to hit me. If he got the gun we would both be dead. If he hit me with all his strength in the head, it could be enough to kill me. As it was I didn't know if Jasper was going to make it, there was so much blood and he was obviously going into shock. I dropped back against my heels for leverage and chambered a round. I remembered everything Charlie ever taught me in those few seconds took aim and squeezed. Jacob fell and I dropped the gun behind me and kicked it across the floor as I crawled to Jasper's side.
"Jasper, Jasper, No, somebody help." I looked from Wade to Dimitri to Mary and put pressure on Jasper's chest. There was so much blood.
"911?"
"Coming Bella, keep pressure on it. Jasper look at me, keep looking at me." Dimitri was screaming.
Wade was on the phone with Peter, "No, meet us at the hospital Peter...I don't know... there's a lot of fuckin' blood man...just get there...she's okay, we have her, she's okay...she's a little busy at the moment...I will."
Wade ended the call and was at my side, holding Jasper's hand yelling at him to stay with us. I could hear the ambulance getting closer and closer.
"Peter said you better hang in there li'l fuck, he says he'll kick your ass if you don't."
Jasper tried to smile, and I hoped that was a good sign.
"Jasper, I love you, I love you so much baby, I knew you'd be here, I knew you would never give up. Baby you are going to be fine, I promise you, you will be alright and we will be married and I'll have a dozen Whitlock babies with you. Please Jasper, just hold on, just hold on cowboy." Oh God, if he....
Felix was on the phone with Sam and from the sound of it, he was getting cussed out.
I saw Mary check Jacob's neck for a pulse and saw her shake her head to Felix.
"I think so." Felix listened on the phone and nodded to Mary. I saw Mary pull out a duffel bag and start running through the otherwise empty church throwing stuff in the bag and heard the back door open and close. A minute later she ran back in through the back door just as the EMT's came running up the front stairs and through the open doors. They both ran straight to Jasper and Wade pulled me back.
I was shaking and covered in blood. I kicked the stupid fucking Christian Louboutin's across the room and swore.
Wade had to hold me back from kicking Jacob's body.
Sam came running up the steps followed by Seth and Embry.
"Bella, are you alright, are you hurt?" Sam grabbed me and held me.
"I'm ok Sam, he shot Jasper, he shot him Sam, he was going to shoot him in the head. I grabbed the gun, I shot Jacob Sam, I shot him as he was coming at me."
"Shh, shh, it is ok, Bella, don't worry about that right now. Let's get Jasper to the hospital. I'm so sorry we didn't find you sooner. Jasper never gave up, he wouldn't stop Bella."
"I know, I always knew, oh Sam."
"Ok, I need statements from everyone, but we can do that at the hospital."
Sam handed me back to Wade and went to talk to the EMT's, they were ready to load Jasper into the ambulance. Wade helped me in behind Jasper. I reached for Jasper's hand and looked into his eyes. "You hang in there cowboy, I love you so much." I tried to stay out of the EMT's way so he could stabilize Jasper while we rode to the hospital. I tried my hardest to remain calm, knowing how much easier it would be to get information if I could hold it together than if I was the hysterical woman.
The siren screamed through the streets as we raced against time to save Jasper. The EMT was in contact with the dispatcher relaying information about Jasper's condition. His vitals were not great and when the EMT said, "White male, late 20s, GSW to the chest," I thought of all the horrible things that could go through the minds of the ER personnel, drugs, gangs, and felon.
I heard the words coming out but hadn't realized I was speaking, "His name is Jasper Whitlock, he has a PhD, he is a history professor at Stanford, he is not some drug dealing, gang banging felon. He is a hero and the greatest guy I have ever known and the love of my life, you damn well better treat him that way."
The stunned EMT just looked at me and then called out to the driver to step on it. A new sense of urgency replaced the previous professional but impersonal atmosphere.
As we pulled up at the doors to the ER the EMT's began preparing to unload Jasper and I jumped out of the back into Peter's waiting arms. The poor EMT's were stunned to see the crowd gathered which included the Police Chief himself and the Chief of Surgery surrounded by just about every doctor, nurse and candy stripper available. I heard the driver mumble, "Holy Shit," under his breath. Tears just began flowing down my cheeks as I heard Sam say, "This is Charlie Swan's son-in-law and he is not going to die today, got it?"
Angela Weber ran to me, I forgot that she was in med school and doing her internship at the Hospital here.
"Bella, they will do everything they can." Angela was always a good friend, probably one of the few that Jacob had not used in his little game with Edward.
I heard Peter telling the surgeon, "money is no object, if he needs to be choppered somewhere else do it."
Oh hell, they were not going to be able to do anything with everyone in the damn way.
The EMT's and doctors were running, pushing Jasper through the doorway, with 25 people hot on their heels.
Peter dragged me behind him, blood covering the wedding gown I was still wearing, shoes forgotten at the church, my feet were bare. I had blood all over me; my arms and face were covered in it. While we stood at the desk watching, a second ambulance pulled up; there was no one to greet it, no one waiting for the injured party, no full staff running out to meet it.
Sam walked out the door and spoke with the EMT's while they unloaded Jacob, still in his tuxedo, bloody and still.
"Chief, the pulse was faint at the church, we attempted to keep him going but he coded on the bus. He is DOA."
"Okay, thanks."
Sam ran both hands through his hair and rubbed at his eyes. He walked over to where Peter and I were standing. Peter was giving the nurse Jasper's health information, information I realized I should have known but didn't.
"Bella, I think we can wait until after Jasper is stabilized to conduct interviews, but we have to have you examined. Procedure."
"Okay, but I want Tyler in the room with me and no one is interviewed without Tyler or Marcus present."
"Fine. I promise we'll make it quick, we just have to preserve any evidence, I'm sorry."
"Now, you have to do this now?" Peter was infuriated.
I looked up for Tyler and found him; he was already walking towards us.
"Peter, yes, they have to do this now, I can't get out of this until they do," I said pointing down at the bloody dress, "it is evidence."
"Peter, it is ok, I'll be with her." Tyler placed a hand on Peter's shoulder.
"You come get me if there is any information." I looked to Peter but didn't want to contaminate anything so I stayed back.
A doctor and a nurse came in along with an evidence tech. They carefully scrapped under my nails into little folded evidence bags and swapped the blood from my arms, feet, face, swapped my hands for gunshot residue and swapped my mouth for a DNA sample. Finally I was able to step out of the dress that was immediately bagged and tagged along with the undergarments. I was grateful that Sam and Tyler both turned around when it was time for me to remove the lingerie, although at that point, I didn't really care. It was sinking in that I was now a murder suspect and Jasper was fighting for his life somewhere in this same building; who really gave a shit if anyone saw me in bloody lingerie or stark naked for that matter.
"You need to do a drug test, he kept me drugged the first few days and last night. I don't think you need to do a rape kit, but since I was blacked out, you better just in case." I saw both Tyler and Sam let out a breath as I said that.
"Ok, Ms. Swan." The doctor nodded and otherwise kept taking notes.
"Oh and Sam, you need to check out the motel on South Forks. Room 3 that is where he brought me sometime last night or early this morning. I don't know when, I must have been blacked out. He left our things there. The place he was keeping me is on the reservation, but I don't know where."
"Yeah, Peter and James found it just before everything went down at the church."
"Oh, okay." Figures, they couldn't have found the damn place before the church?
"Carlisle Cullen is his father; he raped his mother for years and his sister. He killed Carlisle and Esme and Edward and Jane too. Alec isn't Carlisle's, he's alive and has been helping Jacob to some extent."
"Ok Bella, it's ok."
"Sam, he...Jacob... he, he killed Charlie Sam, he shot him and... he left him to die Sam."
"Oh God, Bella, I'm so sorry, we didn't know that. That little fucker."
"He killed Charlie and he told Phil horrible lies about me. Phil hates me and it is all because of some terrible lies Jacob told him."
"Bella, did he tell you what he did with the bodies? Edward and his family?"
"Buried, somewhere on the Reservation, he said no one would ever find them."
"Well, he didn't expect anyone to ever look. Did he say anything about Billy being involved?"
"No, all he said about Billy was that Billy had hated him, what Carlisle did destroyed his marriage and he became a drunk and bitter man."
I sat in a hospital gown while the evidence tech completed collecting whatever could be collected from my body and the doctor began examining me. He ordered blood tests and asked everyone to leave the room while he did the rape kit and examined me for any trauma. I was beyond relieved when he said that it didn't appear there had been any penetration in over a week, there was no presence of seminal fluid, no bruising, no tearing, no other signs of force. He treated the abrasions to my wrists and ankles and started an IV so that we could flush the drugs out of my system and rehydrate. The only things physically wrong with me were dehydration and the minor abrasions. It turned out the drug Jacob had been giving me was Rohypnol which would not have been traceable if he had not given it to me again last night. There would not be any long term problems from the drugs.
"Bella can you tell us what happened at the church?"
"Can I talk to my attorney first Sam?"
"Sure.
I ran through things with Tyler quickly and he gave me his advice. He had spoken with Marcus immediately after the church and on the way to the hospital as Marcus was more experienced with criminal defense. Marcus would actually represent me if it came to that. I felt a little better and more prepared to make a statement after speaking with Tyler.
I relayed the events from the church and the events since my graduation in as much detail as I could. I made sure that I clearly spelled out that I was in fear for my life and Jasper's when I pulled the trigger.
"Bella, do you know what type of gun it was?"
"Yes, it was a Beretta M9; I know because Charlie had one just like it, I learned to shoot on Charlie's."
"Oh God, Bella I have a feeling that was Charlie's gun. Charlie's Beretta was never recovered when he was killed and ballistics confirmed his Beretta was the weapon that killed him. We will run ballistics on the weapon and the ammo from both Jasper and Jacob. If it matches, between that and his admission we may be able to prove Jacob killed Charlie."
"Good."
In an odd way I was glad that it was me that killed Jacob and that it was Charlie's gun that ended his sadistic life. It was almost like Charlie was with me and took a part in making Jacob pay for what he had done. It didn't bother me in the slightest that Jacob did not suffer more, spend a lifetime in prison. We would be spared sitting through his trial, worrying that we would get away with all he had done. Worrying for the rest of our lives that he would escape and come after us again. Now I just had to hope that I would not stand trial and that Jasper was going to be okay.
"Bella, I have to talk to the states attorney but I am going to recommend that no charges be brought, it was clearly self defense and you certainly had enough reason to believe he would kill you both."
"Thank you Sam, I'll be here with Jasper when you have any news."
"Okay, call me when he is out of surgery and you know anything, oh and I'm sorry but, don't leave town."
"I'm not going anywhere until Jasper is released."
"I know." Sam hugged me and left the examination room to go interview the others.
Rose and Liz brought a bag of clothes in for me to change into and helped me to get showered and changed. I still felt naked without my ring. I had no idea where it was, I had it on at graduation, but Jacob must have taken it off of me. I never said a word about it to him because I was too afraid of his reaction. I hope we would be able to find it. Rose brushed my hair pulling it into a ponytail for me.
Once I was ready we went to join Peter and Char and the others to wait for news on Jasper. It had been at least two hours already and there was still no update on his condition. I hoped that was good news. The thought of my poor baby lying there fighting for his life was worse than anything else Jacob had done to me. He just had to be okay, I wouldn't survive this if he wasn't; I wouldn't even want to.
Peter's red rimmed eyes were still brimming with tears. When I walked into the room he stood and met me half way pulling me into his arms, hugging me to his chest. I felt the moisture from his tears on my head. He held me as I clung to him and we both cried.
"Oh Bella, thank God you are okay, you are okay right?"
"I'm fine Peter, he didn't hurt me, not physically anyway. He didn't touch me Peter," I whispered into his ear knowing he needed to know.
"I'm so scared Bella. It has been a really long time and no one has told us anything."
"He is going to be okay Peter, he is strong and healthy and a fighter. He will pull through. He has to." A new round of tears wracked my body and Peter pulled me close against his chest again.
"Bella, he never gave up hope, he never stopped trying to find you, he loves you more than anything, he will pull through for you."
Emmett and Mike came in with food and coffee and insisted that we eat and drink something.
Sam continued his interviews with Felix, Dimitri, Mary and Wade. Wade went first so that he could be back with us when news came in about Jasper.
Four hours and thirty minutes after we pulled into the ambulance bay the chief of surgery walked into the room, still in scrubs, his mask in his hand.
"Mr. Whitlock, Ms. Swan?"
Peter grabbed my hand and we stood together as he walked toward us. We braced ourselves for the worst and hoped for the best.
"He is out of surgery and stable. I have never seen anyone fight so hard to stay alive, I can't explain it, he shouldn't be alive, but he is and he will be moved to recovery shortly. We are keeping him on a respirator for now, just so he can spend his energy healing."
"Can we see him?" I pleaded.
"Not yet, as soon as it is safe for him I will have someone come get you. Give it another hour, okay?"
See, no evil cliffy, I can be nice, who knew? I love you all and can not thank you enough for all the support this past week. Exciting news coming soon. You guys seriously rocked my world and inflated my ego, but don't worry, it got deflated back to normal almost as quickly, LOL. Send me some sugar in the form of reviews, I need it. One more really rough chapter to get through.