WARNING: The following chapter contains extreme violence. Please do not read if you can't handle violent situations. The content of the chapter is fit of an R Movie. Thanks!

Hello everyone! First of all, I wanted to let you know that we are near the end of this story. I'm sad that it's all coming to an end so soon, but this has been a lot of fun.

Thank you so much for all the wonderful reviews, you all rock!!!

Once again, this chapter has not gone through my wonderful Beta, so please forgive me if it's not up to quality.

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BPOV

Endless days of torture, that's what my life had been reduced to. With each passing day I felt my strength and my resolve abandon me. My entire body was numb from sitting in the same position for too long, but at the same time there was a throbbing pain cursing through every inch of my body from all of the things that Mike had done to me.

It had only been a day since Mike left, but I was terrified about him coming back. I was hoping that the new way James was treating me would accelerate my death so that I didn't have to suffer through whatever Mike had planned for me.

They no longer helped me out to the restroom. I was no longer given food or water. I was dying slowly and there wasn't anything I could do about it. All I wanted was for this to end. I was desperate to find peace. I wanted my soul to leave this place.

I could no longer open my eyes, move my mouth, or keep my head straight. I was soiled and beyond cold. All I could manage to do was cry. Cry for the baby my mother had and all the hopes she had for her future. Cry for the little girl that used to have dreams or writing books and one day forming a family. The little girl that had once hated dance lessons, and had been in the ER more times than anyone she ever knew, the young woman that placed all her dreams in the wrong man and was crushed and disappointed. I cried the woman that rose from the ashes and decided to move forward with her life. Cried for the future that never was.

I cried for my father and the thought of him spending the rest of his life alone, his little girl gone. I cried for all of those who invested time in being my friends and family, the people who I would never get to see again. I kept picturing my life before all of this mess happened and getting mad at myself for all the little things I took for granted.

I didn't even have the strength to be angry anymore, angry at my morbid fate. I had been given the chance to see my perfect life map out in front of me to only be snatched by a sadistic asshole. I would never begin to understand what I could have done to deserve this terrible fate.

"I ho…ho…hope that M…M…Mike get's here soooon. I wa…wan…want to kill you myself Isabella. I wa…wan…want to take this knife and dri…dri…drive it slooowly inside you. The scent of yo…your blooood lea…leaving your body as your eyes cloooose for a final ti…time," James screamed from across the room as he picked one of Mike's daggers and balanced it from one hand to the other.

I muffled a scream as he started to approach me, his eyes never leaving my face. I felt the burn of my tears as they started to slide freely down my cheeks, hot and heavy. I shook as I felt his hot breath against my neck.

"I don't think M…M…Mike will mi…mi…mind if I play with you for a li…li…little bit, do you?" he asked as he stuck his tongue out and licked the tears from the right side of my face.

"Yum, yo…yo…you taste so saaaalty Isabella," he whispered as he licked his lips.

"Mike is going to kill you if you touch me," I managed to mumble. My facial muscles screaming in pain as I attempted to move my mouth.

"Hahahahahahahaha. Do you see M…M…Mike around heeere? No one is he…he…here to hel…help you Isabella. Wait, did yo…yo…you just peee yourself?" he spat as he continued to laugh.

"Oh doo…doo…don't be like that. I just wa…want to play wi…wi…with you," he whispered against my face as he ran the knife against my arm, cutting my skin and causing me to scream in agony.

The smell of the blood made me instantly dizzy and I hoped that I would faint soon so that I would not have to withstand this new torture.

But the darkness never came, so I sat there screaming my lungs out as he made small cuts all over my arms and legs.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing James? Step away from her NOW!" I heard Mike scream from the door.

I had never been so relieved to hear Mike come. I knew that the relief was going to be short lived, but I was thankful regardless. My life was so miserable at the moment that I was thankful for the smallest of things, never losing sight of the fact that I was going to be murdered sooner or later.

"I'm so…so…sorry boss," James said as he moved away from me and out of the warehouse.

"Now Bella, I think is time to finish this up. What d you think?" Mike asked as he approached me, a new dagger in his hand.

Darkness once again claimed me.

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EPOV

I watched as Gage turned around and headed for my office. I felt bad for not being more cheerful but all I could think about was Bella. I had the urgency to find her. Something told me that she didn't have much time left.

I sat back on the couch and ran my hands through my hair for the hundredth time that day. I was sure that I looked just as bad as I felt but I couldn't bring myself to care.

I had just started to nod off as I heard a knock on the door. I sighed loudly as I stood up to open it.

"Who is it?" I asked as I grabbed the knob.

"It's Mike," I heard from the other end.

I opened the door and I was shocked by his appearance.

"What the hell happened to you?" I asked as I looked at him up and down.

"Someone tried to mug me back in LA," he responded as he shrugged his shoulders.

I really wanted to believe him, but my medical experience told me different. Some of his scratch marks seemed to be a few days old while others looked as fresh as a couple of hours.

I was just about to start questioning him when I heard a loud bang from the office.

"Look, this is not a good time Mike. Can you come back later?" I asked him remembering that no one was allowed to know that Gage was alive.

"Ok, but who's here with you?" he asked as he stared at the door that led to the office.

"Oh, that's just Jasper. He has been staying here with my sister since what happened to their place," I explained.

"What happened?" Mike asked with fake concern.

"There was a fire. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to take care of some things," I said curtly as I rushed him out the door.

"Alright, Edward, I have a meeting later today, so I probably won't see you until later tomorrow morning. I did some more research and I think I have new evidence for the cops," he said as he waved me goodbye.

I closed the door and I quickly made my way to the office. I opened the door and I stopped on my tracks as I looked at Gage. He was standing in the middle of the room, his pants wet from his own waste, his hands shaking, and a pile of stuff from my desk was spread all over the floor.

"Are you ok? What the hell happened?" I asked.

"The voice. That voice!!! We need to call the police right now," he screamed in a panic as I tried to make sense of what he was telling me.

"What voice?" I asked as I wondered if he had lost it.

"The voice in the living room, Edward. GET THE POLICE IN HERE NOW!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Who? Mike? What about Mike?" I asked as I placed my hands over his shoulders and I shook him.

"THE KILLER WAS HERE. THE KILLER WAS HERE!!" he yelled at me as he pushed me out of the way and grabbed my phone.

Before I could process what he was saying I heard him dial some number.

What did he mean the killer was here? MIKE! The realization hit me like a ton of bricks as I bolted out of the apartment and down the stairs. I needed to find Mike. He had Bella and he was going to have to tell me where she was.

I ran as fast as I humanly could down the stairs and rushed outside of the apartment but there was no trace of Mike. I led out a loud scream as I fell to the floor in frustration. That asshole had Bella all this time and he was playing us all.

He was the one responsible for the kidnapping. He had been here all along, witnessing all of our efforts to find her, laughing in our faces. I was now pretty sure that he was the one who had thrown that dagger at me and tried to kill me.

"Edward, where is Gage?" I heard Agent Lamb ask as Jacob helped me off the floor.

"Hi's upstairs. We lost him. I don't know where he went," I screamed in frustration at Jacob and Seth.

"You lost who?" Seth asked in confusion.

"He lost Mike, the post-it killer," Agent Lamb told him as she rushed inside the building and pressed the elevator buttons.

"What?" Jacob asked in shock.

"Gage recognized Mike's voice when he showed up less than then minutes ago in my apartment," I explained.

"Did Mike see Gage?" Agent Lamb asked as we all boarded the elevator.

"No, Gage was in another room when Mike came. We need to find him now Jacob. What the hell are we waiting for?"

"You need to calm down Edward," Jacob said as we exited the elevator.

"Calm down? What the fuck are you talking about? This guy has Bella, he's had her for almost a month and you want me to calm down?" I spat at Jacob as I pushed pass him and grabbed my phone.

I could hear Agent Lamb asking Gage questions as Jacob and Seth were both on their phones calling the rest of the task force. I quickly dialed Jasper's number and started to pace around the room as it rang.

"Jasper here," he answered.

"Mike is the killer."

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Half an hour later my apartment was filled to capacity. There were people there from the task force, Bella's father, my family, and a few others who I had no idea who they were.

"Listen everyone, we need to formulate a plan before moving forward with anything," Agent Ford said loudly trying to gather everyone's attention.

"First things first, Edward, does Mike know we suspect he is the killer?" he asked me.

"No, I don't think so. He left before he could see Gage, and Gage didn't tell me anything until after he left."

"So where is he now?" he asked.

"He said he had a meeting to attend and that he would be back tomorrow morning. Look, I just want to know how we can get Bella back. We are running out of time. What if he comes back and sees all of you in my apartment?" I asked exasperated.

"I already have two agents trying to track down Mike's whereabouts. Once they locate him they are going to shadow him. If he indeed has Bella, we will find out. In the meantime I want everyone who isn't supposed to be here to clear this apartment. If anyone hears from Mike, please notify any of us immediately and please do not try to follow him or engage him on your own," Agent Ford directed.

"Edward, I know it's hard, but right now we have to be patient. Mike has no clue we are on to him, and he will lead us to her," Jacob said in a soothing voice.

"But what if it's too late? What if… oh God! What if he… he took care of her while he went to California? What if that's where he has her?" I asked as I fell down on my knees, my body instantly seized by fear.

"You can't think like that Edward. Right now the worst thing any of us can do is lose hope," Jasper told me as he knelt beside me.

"We are going to find her Edward. I can feel it," Alice whispered.

"If that's the case, then why do you look so scared?" I asked her.

"I'm just worried about being too late," she explained as she abruptly wiped tears from her face.

"Alice, baby, we are going to find her. Everything will be alright, you'll see," Jasper told her in a soothing voice as he stood from my side and walked over to where she was.

I stood up as I watched them hug each other and left the room. I was having a really hard time seeing anyone being affectionate towards another. It made my heart ache ten thousand times worse.

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Later that evening my family and I sat at the dining room table while we discussed the day's discoveries.

"I have to handle it to that asshole. It takes some kind of sick, crazy balls to come here and pretend concern over Bella while being the one responsible for what was happening. I would give anything to be able to punch the crap out of him right now," Emmett told us as he pressed his fist against his open hand making a hard slap sound.

"I knew we couldn't trust him. I'm so upset about the whole California thing. I should have boarded that plane with him," Jasper lamented.

"I have a feeling that he had something to do with the fire on our townhouse, and that he never got on that plane. Bella's not in California, she's here," Alice speculated.

"How could he have done that? I could see him while we were waiting in the Airport, all the way 'till I got your call baby," Jasper asked Alice.

"I don't know," she sighed in frustration.

"Wait a minute. So what if the theory the FBI had about it being two murderers is true?" Rose asked as she stood up from her seat on the table.

"What about it?" I asked frustrated.

"Don't you see? That would explain how Mike could spend so much time with us as we searched for Bella. He didn't leave our side for more than a few hours until he took that supposed trip to California," she explained.

"That would also explain the fire. I remember him making a call about an hour before I got the call from Alice about the fire, and after that he just seemed to stall around the airport. At the time I just thought that his flight was delayed or something. Perhaps he called the other person and had him set up the fire," Jasper mused.

"But that means that he knew you were following him. He knew we suspected him. Do you think he knows that we know who he is?" I asked.

"I don't think so, son. Agent Ford said that his Agents had located him at the headquarters of his father's company. If he suspected anything he would have either tried to run a way, or tried to move Bella," my father told me as he patted my shoulder.

"But maybe he called the other guy and asked him to fin… God, my poor Bella," I sobbed.

"Let's hope not, son. We have to find her," my mother said.

"The question is though, who's this other guy?" Emmett asked.

"Wait!" Alice exclaimed excited.

"What?" we all asked in unison.

"Maybe Mike is trying to have his partner take the fall for everything. That would explain why he has been trying to keep the façade of the concerned friend and why he has spent so much time with us," she explained.

"So he's using us as his alibi while he blames his partner?" Rose asked.

"Exactly, and I think he gave us an important clue as to who his partner may be," Alice sang.

"When? Where?" I asked. I was frustrated that I had missed all of these signs.

"Remember the day he came here with some articles from similar murders? I bet that his partner was the author of those murders and Mike was giving the FBI a push towards that direction. This gives me a lot of hope," Alice said.

"Why?" I asked skeptically.

"Why? Because, my dearest brother, Mike only gave the FBI a very small clue. That means he's not done with Bella. I believe that if he was done, he would've given the FBI a better clue. Something to take them of his own trail forever," she explained.

"What makes you think that Alice? Maybe he gave them a small clue so that they wouldn't suspect he knew too much," my father speculated.

"Maybe, but that's not his style," Alice responded.

"Please explain," Jasper asked.

"Don't you guys see it? All Mike wants is attention. He wouldn't pass the opportunity of both removing the FBI and the police from his trail and, becoming the hero who helped solve all of these murders. He gave them a small clue so that they wouldn't be surprised when he found the biggest clue of all," she explained.

"If you are right, Alice, then we better follow the FBI instructions and wait for them to follow Mike to where he's hiding Bella," my father told us with a stern voice.

He was very apprehensive about the plan that Jasper and Emmett had come up with this afternoon. They wanted to confront Mike when he came tomorrow and make him give out Bella's location.

"I agree with Carlisle. Mike's never going to give Bella's location up, no matter how bad you guys beat him up, especially if he has someone else to finish whatever the hell it is that he is planning to do with Bella," Rose added.

"I agree with them, Jasper. I'm not willing to jeopardize Bella's life anymore that it already has. As much as I would like to kill that fucking bastard, getting Bella back is more important. There is too much at stake," I pleaded with them.

"I understand. Based on what Alice deducted, you guys are right," Jasper agreed.

"Damn it, and damn him!" Emmett yelled.

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The next morning I was riding a wave of nerves and anxiety as I waited for Mike to show up. The plan was to pretend nothing was different and to get him to leave. I was to kick him out in anger and provoke him.

Agent Ford believed that if we made him angry enough, he would be driven to go finish the job, and that meant leading us to Bella.

Emmett, Jasper, and my father were waiting inside my office as I paced around the living room trying to calm myself. I needed to play my part without giving us away or it would be fatal for Bella.

Alice was in the living room with me, crying. She was supposed to be just as upset as I was, the postcard picture of someone who had given up all trace of hope. I knew she had to cry and be upset for her part, but I knew she wasn't acting. She was truly concerned about not reaching Bella on time.

Alice had always been attuned with things that would happen in the future and although she hated being referred to as a psychic, we never bet against her. That scared me… a lot.

I was about to groan in frustration when I finally heard a knock on the door. Immediately Alice started to wail louder, making sure that she could be heard from outside the door.

I opened the door in a swift movement and I stared at the bastard down, my eyes blazing in anger.

"What the fuck do you want Mike? Can't you see this is a bad time?" I asked as soon as I could compose my anger.

"Edward, are you all right?" he asked.

"What do you care, huh? Bella is probably dead somewhere while we seat here scratching our heads about what happened," I spat.

"Don't you fucking dare blame yourself, Edward. She ran away because of Mike. It's his fault not yours," Alice yelled.

"What the fuck did you say to her at the Mall, Mike?" I asked as I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pressed him against the now closed front door.

"How can you people blame me? I've been here with all of you looking for Bella, looking for a woman who no longer loves me. I've humiliated myself over and over as I had to hear you talk about your love for her and how much you missed her. Did it ever occur to you that I miss her too? That I still love her?" Mike asked in anger.

"What kind of asshole cheats on the girl he loves on his wedding day," Alice asked.

"What the fuck do you know, you little bitch," Mike spat back at her as I slapped him hard across the face.

"Don't you dare talk to my sister like that. Get the hell out of here, NOW!" I yelled as I pushed him to the side and opened the front door.

"You selfish motherfucker. You don't care about Bella, If you did, you would've been begging me for help instead of blaming me and kicking me out," Mike screamed. I don't think I had ever seen a face so red in rage.

"She's fucking gone you asshole. We're never getting my baby back and it's all your fault. I fucking hate you. My poor Bella is dead because of you, but make no mistake Mike, I will not rest, I will not stop until I see you behind bars," I yelled as I spat on his face.

"Fuck you, you never deserve her. I know she's alive and I will rescue her and keep her for myself," Mike said as he stomped off.

I closed the door and took a big breath. Talking about Bella already being dead was eating me alive. I hoped that I wasn't right, that I wasn't too late for her.

"Edward, I don't care that the FBI is trained for this, I want to follow that fucker too," Jasper said as he ran out of the apartment.

"Well then, I'm going with you," I said as I ran after him, noticing that Emmett was following too.

It was time to bring my baby home.

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MPOV

That fucking asshole and his bitchy sister. Who the fuck did they think they were talking to me in such a way?

He wanted Bella dead, I would show him a dead Bella. It was time to finish the fucking job, the hell with all the plans I had.

I was glad that Edward had survived the cold steel of my dagger because now I had the chance to see the asshole suffer once he discovered all that I had done to Bella. I planned to deliver her dead body to his front door and leave him an entire stack of post-its for prosperity.

It was laughable the way he was blaming me. As if he had any clues. They would never know. I had buried everything and anything that could've pointed to my direction. My dearest friend James was the one who would pay for it all, must likely with his life, and the fucker deserved it.

I rushed to the warehouse, now in a hurry to get to Bella, for once, not caring about my driving. Those assholes were so far up their own asses that they had no clue I had kept Bella close by. They would never know she was under their noses the entire time.

I was so wound up in my own thoughts that I didn't realize that I had been parked in front of the warehouse for a while. I sat back against the car seat as I tried to envision the final act when I heard screams.

James!

I rushed inside and I yelled as I realize that James was cutting Bella. He was playing with my toy and that was not tolerated.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing James? Step away from her NOW!" I yelled from the door.

James instantly stood back as a wave of relief took over Bella's features. Don't worry babe, I will wipe off that look from your face soon enough, I thought to myself.

"I'm so…sor…sorry boss," James said as he moved away from Bella and out of the warehouse. I would have to deal with him later.

"Now Bella, I think is time to finish this up. What do you think?" I asked as I approached her, making sure she could see the dagger in my hand, the dagger that I had picked up for the special occasion.

The bitch fainted.

I freed her from her confines and cradled her in my arms. She reeked. I had given the order a couple of days back for James to withhold all nourishment and water from her. Bella had turned out to be a lot feistier that I could've ever imagined and I needed the final moment to be perfect, and for that she needed to be weak. I wanted Bella to submit to her death like a good little girl, not a single scream.

I moved Bella to the "office" and I threw her down into the dirty mattress. I was beyond frustrated with myself for being unable to claim her pussy, but it didn't matter anymore. Killing her would have to be satisfaction enough for me, and I could live with that.

I kicked the side of her stomach so that I would wake her up, her eyes opening in an instant as she led out a blood curling scream.

"Now, now, you have to be quiet for me babe. I want none of that screaming. Do you hear me?" I asked as she continued to wail.

"See, Bella, the more you cry, the longer I will prolong your torture. I might even decide to start cutting pieces of you, little by little, while you watch if you don't behave, and we don't want that, do we now?" I asked as I caressed the side of her filthy face.

I took the dagger and I ran it all over her torso, being careful of not to cut her yet, while she whimpered.

"Shh, Bella, I need to you to be quiet. Please be a good girl and be quiet for me as I drive my knife inside you, pretty please," I told her.

"NEVER YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE," she screamed as I stabbed her near her stomach.

"NEVER!" she continued to yell as I pulled the knife out and licked her blood from the metal.

I wiped the rest of the blood on a rag I had on the floor before raising it once more. This time I was going to puncture her heart and make my way down her body, one large oozing incision that she would never recover from. The final blow.

"Be a good girl now, be quiet, it will be over soon," I told Bella as I raised the knife in the air and…

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

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EPOV

Jasper, Emmett, and I made our way outside of our apartment building in record time, only to find all of the Agents, including Seth and Jacob standing outside.

"Why are you guys not following him?" I asked as people started getting inside their cars.

"Edward, please go back inside your apartment, we got it from here," Jacob said as he made his way to his vehicle.

"I don't think so Jacob, we are going with you," Jasper said forcefully as he sat inside the back of the car followed by Emmett.

"Let's go, he's getting away," I yelled in frustration while I boarded Agent Ford's car, not giving him a chance to object.

"We placed a tracking device on his car, but we are moving out now. Everyone, let's go. Alpha Team One, you follow us, the rest of you, please be on standby for further instructions, we don't know what we are about to face," Agent Ford commanded as the car took off.

The car ride was tense as we were informed of Mike's direction. The fucker had kept Bella in Richmond, VA, right under our noses.

The next couple of minutes were chaotic. We arrived at what looked to be an abandoned warehouse, and electric fence surrounding it. The team quickly neutralized the fence and started to inch forward to the warehouse.

A man came running from the left side of the building, a shot gun in his hand.

"FREEZE," I heard Jacob demand as the rest of the team scattered around the guy, all of their weapons ready to be fired.

"Fuck you," he yelled as he shot Jacob, causing the rest of the team to fire at him, killing him almost instantly.

Agent Ford directed his team to take place around the building as we heard a blood curling scream.

"NEVER YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

It was Bella, she was alive. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran towards the entrance, not caring about all the people screaming at me to stop. I made it inside the nasty place as I trying to adjust my eyes to the dark.

"NEVER!" I heard her yell again, this time the sound was weaker and laced in pain.

I could hear people following behind me as I ran towards what looked to be an office on the far end of the warehouse. I opened the door as I saw Mike raise his knife over a bleeding Bella about to stab her once more.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," I screamed.

Mike stopped, turned his head to the side in order to face me, and smiled at me as he brought the knife down on Bella.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I yelled once again as I was pushed to the side, loud gunshot sounds filling the room.

I took a glance upwards from where I laid on the floor and I witnessed a bullet go straight into Mike's head causing him to fall over Bella.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed once more as I tried to get up.

I ran to where Mike laid on top of my Bella and I pushed his body to the side. I quickly checked to see if Bella was breathing, she wasn't.

"I need the paddles right now," I screamed as the EMT guys approached us.

I started doing CPR as they charged the machine and prepped the paddles. My poor Bella laid there lifeless, her body naked and blue from so many cuts and bruises.

"Step back," I ordered as I brought the paddles to Bella's chest and gave her a shock.

Her body curled upwards as she responded to the shock and took a breath of air. He pulse was slightly stronger but I knew we were losing her. The blood coming from her stomach and chest was pouring out too fast to be contained.

"Press your hand here," I ordered one of the EMT's as I worked quickly trying to stop the bleeding.

Once the bleeding slowed down I gave orders for them to bring the stretcher and I placed Bella there running with them towards the ambulance.

As soon as we placed her in the ambulance, one of the EMT's took on the driving position and sped up to the closest hospital in Richmond.

The other EMT and I worked on hooking Bella up to the monitors and administering an IV. I ordered the EMT to ask the hospital to have O Negative Blood type ready for us when we arrived. A trauma team was already in place waiting for us.

I started to evaluate Bella's largest wounds when the monitor started beeping, her heart had stopped beating. All I could hear was the beeping sound of the monitor as Bella started to succumb to all her wounds.

I was too late.