Chapter 32: Escape

Shawna's eyes widened in horror when James started kicking the door. "Come on out the back," she told Emmett.

"I KNOW YOU HAVE HIM IN THERE!" James shouted.

She reached under her sink, grabbing a knife. "What the hell Shawna?" Emmett exclaimed.

"I'll hold him off you get back to Bella. You're not far from there you're ten miles from home," she explained.

"No way if I'm getting out you are too," he answered.

He grabbed a hold of her arm. "Don't need anyone playing hero," he told her as they hurried out the door. Shawna glanced over her shoulder as she heard the door give way.

"SHAWNA!" James shouted.

"Where's your car?" Emmett asked.

"In the garage, dammit I left the keys!" Shawna exclaimed.

"Did you turn the alarm on?" he asked.

"No…" she started.

With whatever strength he had left, Emmett smashed the window in. Opening the door, he reached under the dash, ignoring his throbbing ribs. "Come on where is it," he muttered. He pulled down the wiring.

"What are you doing?" Shawna asked.

"You think just because my foster parents were rich and my adoptive parents were rich that I was an angel?" he asked.

"Hurry up Emmett," she told him.

"Get in the damn car," he answered.

Just as he got the car running, he got in the car, slamming the door closed when a bat hit the windshield. "This guy is insane!" Emmett exclaimed.

"GO!" Shawna shouted.

Hitting the gas he sped backwards in reverse as James swung the bat, hitting Shawna's window, making her scream. Speeding back as fast as he could, Emmett swung the car, threw it into drive without stopping, and sped off. "How the hell did you learn to do that?" she asked.

"My brother Jazz and I would race cars during the summers, you learn a few driving tricks," he replied as he turned onto a dirt road.

"You're insane!" she exclaimed.

"I know Forks like the back of my hand," he answered.

"This isn't a Jeep!" she exclaimed.

"Nope but it's going to be for now," he replied before flooring it.

Shawna held onto her seat as well as the handle above her head. "I think he's gone," she commented.

"I doubt he's one to give up just because I got into a car," he answered.

As if right on cue, something hit the back of the car. "Damn guy's got a truck this should be interesting," he commented. A grin came across his face as he floored the car again, speeding off as fast as he could.

When they reached the house, Emmett looked in the rearview mirror seeing James was gone. "Either we lost him or he doesn't want to be spotted by Charlie," he commented. Getting out of the car, the pain in Emmett's body was almost unbearable. He stepped on his leg, but then remembered that it was broken and before he could stop himself he collapsed on the ground. Before Shawna could reach him, Charlie was immediately by his side.

"Emmett, what happened?" Charlie asked.

"The fucking son of a bitch knows how to torture someone," Emmett muttered.

"CARLISLE!" Charlie called to the house, "how did you escape?"

Emmett looked up when Shawna looked uncomfortable. "She helped me out," he replied.

Bella heard a lot of commotion downstairs and got up from the bed. Hurrying down the stairs she saw Charlie and Carlisle next to Emmett. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed running over to him. She dropped or more like slipped down next to Emmett's side. "Emmett…" she started.

"Hey babe," he said smiling.

"Careful Bella he has a lot of internal injuries," Carlisle informed.

Bella wrapped her arms around his neck with a small sob. Emmett hugged her back with his free arm. "I thought I was never going to see you again," she told him with a shaky voice. He rested his forehead against the side of her head.

"I'm here Gorgeous," he whispered.

Looking up, Bella saw Shawna there. "How dare you show your face around here?" Bella exclaimed trying to stand up.

"Baby don't, baby don't," Emmett insisted grabbing onto her arm.

"She had to be part of this!" she exclaimed.

"She saved me Bells, she got me out of there," he answered.

Bella stayed by Emmett, holding onto his hands with tears in her eyes. "Baby…" he said quietly. Emmett pulled her close, resting his head on her shoulder. Bella let out a small sob, holding onto him without hurting him.

"We need to get him to the emergency room," Carlisle informed.

Charlie and Carlisle helped him up off the ground and went to get him to the emergency room.

Bella was sitting in Emmett's hospital room, waiting for him to wake up from his surgery. She was holding onto his hand, moving her thumb over his wrist. The last two days were a nightmare, all she could think about Emmett. All she could think about whether was okay or not. For all she knew he was dead and that would've shattered her if it were true. Emmett stirred and his eyes opened slowly. "Emmett…" she whispered standing up from her chair, resting her hand on his cheek.

"Hey Gorgeous…" he whispered.

She stroked his cheek with her thumb with a small smile. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Like some nutcase tried beating me to death," he replied.

Biting her lower lip, she leaned forward, resting her forehead against his with a small sob. "Hey, hey," he whispered, rubbing her arm. He stroked her neck gently.

"I was just so scared that I was never, ever going to see you again," she told him with tears in her eyes.

"Baby…it's going to take more than a nutcase bastard to keep me away from you," he answered.

She moved her hand over his arm with a deep breath. "Do…Do you know who it was?" she asked. Emmett sighed, not looking her in the eye. "Was it Ian? Did he get out of jail?" she asked.

"No baby, it wasn't Ian," he answered.

The last thing Emmett wanted to do was scare her. Telling her that his attacker was James would do just that. "Emmett…you promised me no secrets, that you would tell me everything. Who was it?" she asked. Emmett let out a deep breath, looking up at her.

"It was James…" he replied.

Bella's heart dropped to the pit of her stomach. "J-James?" she asked. He was silent, holding onto her hand. "My God, my God…I thought he was gone for good," she whispered. She stood up straighter as she started thinking. "We have to cancel the wedding, cancel it for a year or two," she told him.

"Bella…" he started sitting up slowly.

"We have to leave Forks, take the twins and go," she rambled.

"Baby stop, stop," he answered pulling her closer to the bed.

He placed his hand on her cheek. "Listen to me, James wants us to run. He wants us to do everything you had just said," he told her.

"Emmett…" she started.

"We can't let James win, we won't let James win. I love you and as soon as I can breathe and walk properly I'm marrying you whether James is still wandering free or rotting in jail," he answered.

Bella stared at him. "We can't go on with it," she told him.

"Why not?" he asked.

He stroked her hair. "Bella, I don't care if I'm marrying you in that gazebo or by an Elvis impersonator in Vegas I'm marrying you," he told her. Bella bit her lower lip with tears in her eyes. "I love you baby and I want to spend the rest of my life with you," he whispered.

"I'm scared though," she whispered.

"I'm here to protect you Gorgeous, always. I'll protect you forever," he answered.

He pulled her into his arms, kissing her shoulder. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," she answered.

She rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes as they fell asleep in his hospital bed.