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So, it's mother's day, at 4:30 in the morning, and what am I doing? Writing. Why? Because I'm high off of those damn lovely reviews.

Reviewer(s) of the chapter-

Carlisle's-nose-extension- she brought up a nice point. Yes, Edward is still hypersexual, but I was just trying to make the last chapter serious… he'll be back…

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Sanders61584- for wearing red hair to a wedding.

MsWhiteChristmas- for coming over to kill me in my sleep.

Tw1l1ght4ev3r- for loving a gay Jacob just about as much as I do.

Edwardandjakeloverr- for expressing a deep hate for cliffy's, I have a lesson to teach you guys, by the way ; )

(sorry, I was going to put more, but I thought you might want this out sooner.)

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VOTE FOR PEDRO-

LAST OF SILENCE-

After sleeping the night, we still had around 20 hours to go. We were currently wondering if we would make it to the 48 hour mark to find that one thing.

But I knew how tricky Charlie was, I knew that they wouldn't find anything. I lived in that damn house every single day for years on end. I'd have known if something would've given him away. There wasn't. I was sure of it.

Apparently, Edward saw my distress, "Bella, love, please calm down… they'll find it." He said encouragingly.

I leaned against his shoulder.

BASBASBASBAS

About eight hours away from deadline, we got a call from Carlisle.

"Hey, Carlisle, have you found anything?" Edward asked excitedly. I could hear because Edward had put him on speaker phone.

"Actually… yes, we have, thankfully. We've been in this place for a couple of days almost… and we found something in Charlie's room."

CURRENTLY ON SILENCE-

Silence. On both ends.

My eyes widened, of course I hadn't ever thought of looking in Charlie's room for anything, that was a big no, no and I'd die if he ever found out if I'd been in there.

My heart started racing, what had they found? Was it something that could win us the case for sure? Would I have to deal with Charlie again?

Until Edward drew in a sharp breath, I hadn't realized I was clutching his leg in a tight grip. I lightly rubbed the spot where I'd left a red mark and he swatted my hand away.

I opened my mouth, and Edward was going to let me talk, but I don't think I could have… no sound came out of my wide open mouth.

Then Edward spoke, "What did you find, Carlisle."

I grabbed for his hand again and held it on my bouncing leg, waiting for Carlisle to respond and tell me the key to making my life a hell of a lot better.

"Well, we found a couple of things, I guess. See, Bella wasn't the only one who kept memento's of your little… err, times together. Charlie kept… meticulous plans and records. Get this, he even kept a couple labeled blood samples, this finishes us off."

Without thinking, I threw my arms around Edward's neck and he hugged me back until I could collect myself. When I did, my mouth started to work again.

"Oh my gosh! Carlisle, that's amazing! What exactly do you mean by 'meticulous plans and records' though?" I asked eagerly.

I heard a cough on the other end, "Charlie didn't just do… this… for the fun of it, Bella, and he took pride in what he did to you. Every time he looks at the contents of this box, he smiles, he a sadist who likes taking advantage of people that he knows won't do anything about it. He needs help."

No shit, Sherlock.

"Yeah, so… what, he kept a journal too?" Edward asked.

"Well, not exactly, he kept track of Bella's screams by date. So far… he's recorded back to- oh… a week after you got here, Bella… and to even days ago. He takes satisfaction that you've screamed for him to stop exactly… 1,426 times. He wants to play the role of God, I guess. He kept your blood, your screams, and your all around pain."

I fell back, face turning white. I didn't know that… it was that… bad; I always thought he did it because he was drunk, but he did it because he had a psychiatric problem…

I huddled into the chair where I was, staring blankly at the phone.

Edward sighed and left for the kitchen after giving my hand one last squeeze.

I heard him talking to Carlisle from the kitchen.

I couldn't believe he did those things… the fact that every second of every day he looked at my blood and how many times I've ever screamed to him and begged for mercy… I always thought he'd just forgotten about it.

Oh God… years and years of this… of walking around a man every day who could only focus on how your blood looked and your scream sounded.

Yes, this would get us a winning trial.

No, I wasn't okay.

BASBASBASBAS

"Oh my God! Bella, that's horrible! I'm so sorry… no one should go through this…" Alice's delicate voice sounded through Edward's borrowed phone.

I sighed, "Yes… I only just found out… and I couldn't even finish the conversation, I had to make Edward leave. I just couldn't concentrate on how creepy it was."

I almost heard her nod in agreement.

Silence.

"So… how are things going between you and Jasper?" I said to get her on another topic.

It worked.

"Oh, just amazing… who thought that the guy you run into in the tampon aisle in the one you'll end up with forever…?"

I laughed, "Who's talking forever, Alice? It's been about a week and a half."

She sighed dreamily, "And it's been the best week and a half ever…"

I was about to say something in response but she squealed, "He's on the other line, bye Bella!"

She quickly hung up the phone and I sighed, saddened. I was hoping to have some girl talk to lighten up this whole situation.

"What is it, love? You look upset?" I heard Edward's voice come closer into the living room.

I turned to face him and wiped my tear filled eyes. "I'm just… a bit shocked is all. I wasn't expecting him to have that… stuff… filed away."

He sighed and pulled some ice cream out from behind his back. My eyes brightened and I reached out for it.

He chuckled and slid the full bull over to me and handed me a spoon.

"I figured that I'd tell you the rest while you're eating chocolate."

I moaned around the spoon, "You figured right."

He smiled at me and leaned back in his chair, "So, I kept on talking to Carlisle and don't worry, nothing as bad as what you already heard… just that court will be tomorrow, seeing as it's 10 at night. Oh, and also, he found a phone number… do you know who it is?"

He handed me a piece of paper with seven numbers on it. My eyebrows scrunched up, "Uh… no, why didn't he call it already?" I asked, handing it back.

He narrowed his eyes at the table, "I didn't want them to fully invade your privacy… in case it's someone important… Carlisle said that we could call it if we wanted to."

I gulped, picking up his phone again.

I dialled the numbers on the phone.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello?" A female voice answered on the other end. Not one I recognized. I put it on speaker so Edward could hear, too.

"Hello. I'm, uh, Isabella Sw-"

I heard a gasp on the other end of the phone.

"Oh! Oh my gosh, darling! Is it really you?"

I pursed my lips, "Yes… and may I ask who this is?" I asked.

Edward smiled peacefully at me.

"Isabella Marie, how do you not remember the voice of your old Grandma Swan?"

A bright smile lit up on my face and I set down my ice cream with shaking hands.

Edward politely took it off of speaker phone and handed me the phone.

"Isabella… I haven't seen you in ages, why don't you ever come see me?" She said sadly.

"Charlie told me you were dead." I said tactlessly, throwing my hand over my mouth with wide eyes.

"Oh my God, I'm-"

I was cut off by a laugh. "Oh, he never liked me anyways, always said I'd corrupt you in some way or another… he said he'd say that. I sent letters, didn't you get them?"

I felt a tear escape my eye, "No… I never did."

She sighed, "Well, we're talking now, huh? So how are you, Izzy bird?"

I smiled. Edward's home phone rang and he went to pick it up. He started to write some things down.

"Good… I love you, Gram… I missed you." I said desperately.

She yawned, "You're tired." I accused.

What was I thinking calling this late at night anyways?

"No, I'm just…" another yawn.

"If I promise to call you soon will you sleep?"

She grumbled, "Only if I must."

I smiled and repeated that I loved her once more before hanging up.

Edward came over with a piece of paper. He wordlessly handed it to me.

On the paper were names, addresses, and phone numbers. I gasped.

They were names, addresses, and phone numbers of my friends from Arizona.

"Why do you have these names? These were all my friends from Arizona."

He narrowed his eyes, handing me yet another piece of paper.

I felt my eyes fill with new tears, "This is my mom's old number."

Another paper.

"This is my mom's boyfriend's number."

He kept handing me papers and I knew all of the numbers.

He quickly got on the phone once I named off my old gym teacher.

I was confused… going from the assumption that these names and numbers had come from Charlie's room, why would he have them? It didn't even matter…

A few minutes later, Edward came back.

He looked strange… "Bella… those numbers came from Charlie's room, and Carlisle and his team came to the conclusion that… that he's obsessed with you, Bella. And not like we already knew, like, I knew he was obsessed, but not like this. He knows everyone you've ever come into contact with and their information."

My eyes widened. He didn't stop shocking me there.

"And he has a plan, Bella… well… he didn't plan on you… living past high school… he wanted the perfect crime."

I fell onto the ground, flabbergasted, "H-how would he have… he'd never…"

"Oh, yes he would, he had it planned out, and the perfect crime… he had pages and pages of things he'd do… Bella, he was going to… kill you within the next year."

E.P.O.V.

Oh God… shit… maybe I shouldn't have told her that… but she had a right to know.

At least I didn't tell her how the fucker was going to kill her… he had planned it all…

I can't fucking imagine, imagine if I hadn't poured water on her that day, she would be close to death. I shuddered.

Bella, on the other hand, couldn't process the information fast enough, and fainted.

I got her an ice pack, knowing this would be over soon, and held her. God… her life was horrible; I couldn't ever imagine living it.

She was so strong, holding on to what she believed in through fear. And fuck if I ever noticed anything that deep, so you know it's true.

She woke up about an hour later and just went to sleep.

I followed shortly after.

BASBASBASBAS

The trial would be in an hour now. They had Charlie inside, and Bella was waiting anxiously next to me, just wanting this whole thing to be over.

Alice and Esme had flown up for the trial, no matter how much I'd advised them against it, they'd be saying some shit in here that I didn't want going into their ears.

Currently, Alice was bouncing next to Bella, telling her how 'amazing' Jasper was, and hey, he really is, but if the sick pervert lays one hand on her, hell, I might wind up in the next trial.

Esme and Carlisle were talking, and Carlisle was trying to let her know what was happening in a way that wouldn't scare her. I saw Esme's wide eyes look at Bella with pity.

Even crazier than all that? About everyone from Forks fucking High was here, filling up the rows of seats.

On one end of the room, Bella was sitting next to the best attorney we could get on a mahogany table. Carlisle, I, a few officers, and strangely, Bella's grandmother, were sitting a row behind her in the witness stand.

On the opposite side of the room, Charlie sat next to a man, his attorney, and behind him, he had officers and friends on his witnesses.

Charlie was throwing sadistic daggers at Bella and his mother, and Bella was giving grateful glances at her grandmother, all the while looking scared as hell, as she had every right to be.

I saw my mom and dad pop in at the last moment. Mom was sizing Bella up while my dad winked at me. They both took a seat in the front, a couple rows behind me.

Bella looked at me once, and I knew she could do it, that faith was all over my face and she obviously saw it, because she looked slightly calmed.

I heard whispers erupt from behind me, and I knew it was from the students… I really fucking wished that they weren't here…

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a gavel, and a voice loudly saying something that hushed the courtroom, but I wasn't listening, my eyes were on Bella.

"How does the accused plead?" Said the judge.

"Not guilty, your honor." Charlie said.

The judge sat, "Let's begin."

They attorney's stood to talk to the judge. The judge nodded and they sat back down, both conversing with either Bella or Charlie.

Alice took my hand for support and I rubbed comforting circles on my baby sister's hand.

I heard someone speak, "I call Isabella Swan to the stand."

Bella's shaky form stood, and she clumsily and worriedly made her way to the stand.

"Do you, Isabella Marie Swan, hereby swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you God." Someone said robotically.

She gulped, "I do."

They nodded and she sat.

Charlie's attorney stood to speak with her.

"Now, Isabella, what is it, exactly, that you are accusing your father of?" He asked.

Bella's eyes betrayed her and she looked directly at her livid father, "I have come here to say that I've been abused by this man, and that he had solid plans to kill me. He may be a police officer, but he's also the worst thing that ever happened to me." She spat out at him with tear filled eyes.

My eyes flickered to the jury, who were looking upon her with pity. There were no lies on that face… and they would hopefully see that.

The attorney noticed this, "And, Isabella, wouldn't you say that you're story seems a little farfetched? Teenagers are prone to lying and your father is a police chief."

"Objection!" Bella's attorney said.

"Withdrawn." The other said easily.

"And what 'evidence' do you have that your father, proud chief, is a cold blooded killer?" He asked with incredulity.

Bella narrowed her eyes, "Carlisle is here to explain that." She said.

The attorney nodded, "That's all, then. I call Carlisle Cullen to the stand."

Bella gratefully stepped down and Carlisle stepped up.

"Do you, Carlisle Cullen, hereby swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so held you God." Came the robotic voice again.

"I do." Carlisle said.

Charlie's attorney stood again.

"Carlisle Cullen, you say you have 'evidence' against this man, proud police chief?" He said.

Carlisle pursed his lips, "You keep saying 'proud police chief' and, if you don't already know, I'm a proud police chief, and I know the difference between a proud chief and what isn't. And yes, I do have evidence. We acquired a search warrant for Charlie's house and searched. We found traces of blood on the living room wall, a diary made by Isabella herself, with pictures and graphic descriptions a 14 year old can't conjure up on her own, blood samples in Charlie's room that were labelled and belonged to Bella, and an elaborate plan of how he'd kill her, in his own unmistakable script. He planned to kill her."

We heard gasps from all around the room, a testimony from Bella was one thing, but one about a almost killer was another.

The jury looked at Bella and Charlie. Charlie was fuming. Charlie's attorney was at a loss for what to say. This was good.

"T-that will be all." Charlie's attorney said. Charlie looked at his horrible attorney with murderous eyes.

Bella's attorney smiled cockily, standing.

"I call Charlie Swan to the stand."

Charlie stood and marched to the stand.

"Do you, Charlie Swan, hereby swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God."

"I do." He said with a smirk.

The jury looked at him uneasily; I saw that they had already formed their opinion.

Bella's lawyer stood.

"Charlie Swan, how do you plead to all of these accusations?" He said.

"Not guilty." He said simply.

The lawyer nodded. "We have proof of your handwriting, writing out a plan to kill your own daughter."

Charlie shrugged with innocent eyes, not saying a word.

"Do you have nothing to say?" The lawyer said.

"Look," Charlie said innocently, looking sad, "My daughter has a history of lying compulsively." The jury, Bella, and the rest of the room looked at him like he was the bat shit crazy man he was, "and I love her, the blood is because I'm testing her levels of hormones and things like that over the years… my daughter forged my writing and planted the letter. I'd never harm her." He looked at her with fake sad eyes and I almost saw a couple of the members of the jury roll their eyes.

Bella's attorney nodded, keeping a smile off of his face and looked at the jury, he knew he won. Or so he thought anyway.

"That's all."

Charlie stepped down.

The attorney's went to discuss with the judge again.

The gavel sounded once more.

"The jury will now deliberate. All are dismissed."

I saw a police officer or two take Charlie and lead him from the room.

Everyone stood simultaneously. Bella immediately rushed to her grandmother to hug her and I smiled. I felt a hug coming from behind me and felt the familiar hands of my dad on my shoulder.

I hugged them.

"I missed you guys."

Dad smiled cheekily. "Hey, son."

Mom just hugged me again, "You haven't seen us in weeks, boy, and you need to resume those road trips… I miss you."

I chuckled and somehow… I felt a presence looming behind me. A good one. Bella.

I turned.

Rose blocked my view by stepping in front of me and holding her hand out. "You must be Bella. I'm Edward's-"

Dad cut her off, "overprotective, lovely mother, Rosalie." He chuckled and Bella laughed nervously, her small body now enveloped into dad's powerful bear hug.

The three conversed for a while and soon, I saw Bella go easy with them. They excused themselves later to go and see their own parents.

Bella jumped up to me. "Did I do okay?!" she asked me eagerly.

I hugged her, "Yes, you did perfect. Did you see that jury, you have this, girl." I winked.

She let out a breath, "Good, you know… your parents are really super nice." She smiled.

I smiled too, "I know. You did it, love; you won't have to deal with him again…"

She gulped, "Well, we don't know the verdict yet."

I levelled my face with hers and her breath hitched slightly. I felt a yearning to pull her closer and taste her.

Stop.

I told myself and smiled, "What's say we take everyone out for lunch?"

Here, you begged for no cliffy, and you don't have one. Now tell me which one is more fun, cliffy or no cliffy.

Cliffy, huh? Now what are you going to say when a cliffy is given? This- 'Oh THANK YOU, Jessica!' not, 'I HATE YOU, JESSICA.'

Who learned that valuable lesson? You.

Jacob the dog is coming soon.

I watch too much Law and Order.

Get me high, it obviously works.

Pix- So I guess cliffy is better then having Charlie kill her or Jacob being a bloody human, if he and be put as on of them, okay stop rant NOW. GO REVIEW PEOPLE!!!

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