EPOV:

Still after an hour, my father was looking perplexed as he stared at the picture on the screen. He sighed a few times and then shrugged. I never really saw him so stumped. He was trying to see the baby but he said Bella's amniotic sac was so thick that he couldn't see through it. That's odd. He was worried because he was afraid that something was wrong with the baby due to her blood loss.

"I can't see anything at all." He said dumbfounded.

I nodded. I couldn't either. "How far along is she?"

"According to Bella she is a week or two shy of two months. But.." He exasperatedly sighed pressing on her stomach, "She feels like she is near four, Edward."

"But not too long ago you said she was near two. How is that possible?"

"The baby is at some kind of accelerated state. I'm unsure of what to do for her, Edward, besides keep her alive."

"That's enough." I watched him give me a half-hearted smile and I took Bella's hand carefully. She stirred and her eyelids fluttered. I brought it to my lips and kissed it. I shook my head, she still smelled like sweet steak. Like a teriyaki gone bad. I chuckled.

"Edward." Bella's voice was raspy.

I smiled. It was good to hear her voice. "Yes, my love?"

"Are you mad at me?" Her eyes were still closed.

"No. No, I'm not mad at you."

"I'm so..tired." Her voice was really weak.

"Then sleep. But only on one condition."

"Wha…" Her voice trailed off and I could tell she was already out.

"Don't ever try to leave me that way again." I whispered.

"What the hell is going on?" I looked up to see Charlie busting through the emergency room doors. "Get the hell away from my daughter!"

"Charlie." My dad grabbed his arm before he could lay a hand on me.

"I know we are friends Carlisle, but your…boy… is causing too much stress on Bella!" He pointed towards me angrily.

"I didn't cause this." My voice hardened despite a look from my father to cease arguing.

"I guess you didn't get Bella pregnant either." I could have said something there but I didn't want it to be at an expense of Bella.

"Why don't you just calm down and maybe mind your own business because what I do has never concerned you at all."

"She is my business!" He was turning red.

"Well, maybe you should act like it. You know, maybe you should sit here with her all night like I'm going to be. And stop being a psycho when your daughter is laying here half-dead."

"You disrespectful, little shit." He gasped.

I laughed, un-phased. Charlie had never cussed before that I had heard. In his head he did, but never outwardly.

"I'm disrespectful, Sir? I was sitting here quietly, praying for Bella, hoping she would get better soon and you burst in here yelling at me and for nothing that I did do. I haven't done anything to you OR her," This time, I inwardly said, "for you to act this way. Yes, she's pregnant and yes I will take care of this baby and to do that I have to be here so as far as I'm concerned, you and your preconceived notions, can go straight to hell. Sir."

I saw Carlisle look at me like I had gone mad. Maybe I had. I never was this arrogant or even this bastardly, but I was sick of all the blame being put on me. For this, the rape of my beautiful Bella, was all on that dead asshole Jacob alone. I would not stand for it to be forced on me.

"He's just stressed as we all are Charlie. He loves Bella too, but I suggest you take all of your arguing some where else and not do it here. Bella can still hear you and she needs her rest, so please…" He motioned towards the doors outside.

"I'm not going any where so he can either sit here and shut up or leave." I growled. What the hell is wrong with me?

"Edward…" My father warned.

"What?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Mind yourself." This is his daughter. You are acting preposterous!

"Do I need to tell you to go to hell too?" Carlisle's face dropped in disappointment. Edward.. Right now, I really didn't give a damn. "Just get out of here, both of you!"

I think I confounded them because they did as I asked. I didn't feel right. It was like the monster inside of me was taking over my life for now. He was helping me deal with the things that I felt that I was incapable of handling on my own. I never liked that part of me before but I was starting to enjoy the way he made me feel invincible. Like I could take anything that was thrown at me.

Just like I took down that pansy ass Jacob. I got a brief sense of regret but then it was pushed away by the demon. He deserved it, he said. I nodded in agreement. And they will too if they ever decide to take revenge. I definitely broke the treaty. I needed to tell someone that important information. I smirked when I rehashed me cracking Jacob's ribs as a final insult. But it was so very much worth it.

SPOV: (Sam's point of view)

I watched the Elder's dance around Jacob as he lay there slowly healing. I was very happy that he had shifted and was hurt. There was a better chance for him to live because of that. He was lucky. I still couldn't get over how Edward had threw away all of his families years worth of peace making to kill him. I did understand why. I would have to speak to the Elder's about the whole thing. There was no doubt in my mind that Jacob forced Bella to do some things she was unwilling to do.

Paul was hurt that his friend was so close to dying, but as much as he hated the vampires, even he knew why Edward had done this. We all did. Many of us would probably do the same but it wasn't up to us to decide the Cullen's fate. We would have a meeting and each party would plead their case. Even him. I breathed in deeply as Jacob cried out in pain. We all cringed, mentally feeling his displeasure. His ribs were healing but the sickening crunch they elicited made me almost vomit.

BPOV:

I was alone on the bench of the gym's locker-room and I couldn't breathe. I felt Jacob's hands all over me. I closed my eyes, replaying over everything. I had liked it apparently from my loud orgasm. I shook my head and I placed my hand over my mouth to muffle my scream. My body betrayed me.

I felt gross and disgusting and I just wanted it all to end. I never thought about committing suicide before, but now was as good as any. I might as well add to being another damn statistic. I didn't want to hurt my baby, I just wanted it all to go away. Isn't that what all victim's would want?

I had brought a box cutter from home because..well, I was thinking on it and just didn't have the time with dad chaperoning me to school. I had all of the support right now with Edward's family and my dad was a bit hard on me but he still loved me. Didn't people who usually do this feel alone and unwanted? I felt neither so why was I even thinking about this? I was unsure but I took the sharp object out of my bag.

I held it in my hand and took a breath, fearing the pain that I know would come. It could never surpass what was deep inside of me though. I took a slice horizontally. I knew it wasn't the right way but I would still bleed the same right?

My blood flowed quickly out of me and I panicked at the sight of it. This was not a good idea. My hands shook and I called out for help. The lights were dimming for me fast. I hated the sight of blood, even my own. I was hyperventilating. I cried out for help. I didn't really want to do this after all. I just wanted help.

"Help me someone!" I fell to the ground dizzy, when I tried to stand. Instead blackness found me.

I remembered people talking over me and I heard lots of commotion. Edward, where was Edward? My eyes were still closed. I was too weak to answer anyone or even open them. My wrist hurt. I felt a slight pain on the side of my head. I groaned. She sounded so far away.

"Bella…Bella wake up! Oh no.. I'm too late!" Who was that? Oh, never mind, Alice. She couldn't take the scent of my blood. "Someone call 911!…Bella, please wake up." Sorry, I just can't. I'm trying. I feel so tired Alice, and in pain, and weak. I just need to sleep…

Mmm, Edward is here. I tried to squeeze his hand but it hurt too much.

"What the hell is going on? Get the hell away from my daughter!" Dad calm down. I'm OK, really I am…Just drugged and sleepy and just.. I need to sleep.

EPOV:

It took Bella several days before she came around out of her deep sleep. I had stayed with her for every day and night. My dad would bring me food to fake eat and clothing to change into so I could appear human. I hated the times shared with Charlie. He would look at me with so much hostility that my face almost peeled off. I chuckled low and grinned at Bella who was eating jello making a face. She said she hated the green jello. Something about her mother's attempt at making it.

I took her hand and she smiled at me but then blushed when she remembered what she had done. I shook my head at her. I didn't fault her at all for this. Jacob wouldn't bother her any more, or me for that matter. A twinge of guilt tweaked inside of me and I pushed it far away. No, he deserved everything that happened to him. He was fucked up for that crap.

"Can you get me another soup?" She weakly asked.

I was gone in a jiffy and back in a few seconds. It was 3 A.M. so I had to worry less about being seen. I placed the soup on the table briefly brushing my hand on Bella's. She jumped subconsciously and her lower lip began to tremble. Shit.

The tears came, no, flooded her face. I scooped her up gently against me and I felt her body tremble. I didn't know how to help her so I did the only thing I knew. I kissed her. Maybe it wasn't the right timing after all she had been through, but she generally enjoyed my kissing.

I felt her body stop trembling and her breathing halted. I opened my eyes to gauge her reaction and her eyes were wide open. I pulled back, this was a very bad idea. My eyes asked for forgiveness and Bella touched her lips as she looked to her lap. Her hands had scrunched up the sheets there. I wanted to know what she was thinking at this very moment. Did she hate me?

I sighed and backed away further, but the tugging on my shirt sleeve automatically stopped me from going further. Her face was a plethora of emotions and the last one shocked me. She leaned closer and her mouth touched mine gently. So very gently, I almost didn't feel her lips.

Her kiss became more demanding and her tongue tried to dart inside of my mouth. I clamped my lips shut and she grunted in anger. She fisted a hand in my hair, pulling me closer as our kisses deepened. I resisted again and she made a guttural noise and tried to pull me on top of her even though she winced from her slightly sore wrist.

"Don't stop." She whispered when she sucked in some air to fill her starving lungs.

"I don't think this is such a good idea. Not now, of all places." My pleadings were getting me no where.

"You don't want me then." She pushed me away and laid back down not looking at me.

"I don't want to hurt you, Bella. You're in a fragile situation and I cannot compromise that if we have sex."

"When I slept with Jacob," I stilled my face before I could scowl, "I told him to make me feel good because I was hurting. I don't want to ask the same thing of you, but I do want that. I want you to be able to touch me, Edward. I don't want to think of him. I have to think of you. Even though I didn't ask him for what he did, I didn't make it any better. I don't feel I should beg you, but I will if I have to. I know how you are, you will not do this if you feel it isn't good for me, but if you don't… it will be just as bad."

Not once did she look at me and I could tell she probably was crying silent tears. Her voice was slightly thickened by the end of her speech. I thought long and hard on her words before my hand slid under the sheets and underneath her hospital gown. She stiffened and grabbed my hand.

"I'm going to touch you. I won't hurt you. I promise." Her grip slackened. Her eyes closed briefly and she licked her lips when I brushed my knuckles across the small patch of hair there. Her eyes parted more to watch my lust-ridden face as I rubbed her clitoris. I didn't hide my instant hard on from her, it uncomfortably strained against the zipper of my pants.

Her legs opened giving me room to flick my finger against her. She moaned and bit her lip. I could tell she was hesitant to close her eyes. I deduced that she wanted not to think of ..him. I wish I could tell her that she would never have to worry about that, but I didn't want her to know any of what I've done. Her loud "oh" snapped me from my thoughts.

She was watching me intensely, and my fingers inside of her now, became more insistent. She squirmed absently on the bed and lost the fight as her eyes closed and euphoria swept over her face and body. The heart monitor erupted with noise and I covered Bella up quickly and sat down next to her before the nurses ran in. Then, I noticed her silent crying again.

It was too soon.

JPOV:

I stood in front of the council with my head lowered. My sentencing was going on even though I was not completely healthy. My body was still battered and bruised but everything major had healed quickly enough. My voice was still croaking when they asked me what I had to say. I had to choose my words and thoughts correctly.

"I in no way meant Bella Swan ANY harm. I didn't mean to..rape her if that is what I did. I thought she was just saying no so she wouldn't feel guilty for having a boyfriend. Like before. Read my thoughts. You will see what I mean." Bella Swan was a tease.

Grumbles ensued. A few were on my side, but most thought I deserved punishment. I knew it was coming. I was going to get banned from the tribe. I didn't have to hear them say anything as they nodded to me and I was being led away.

"It is done." Paul said sadly.

There would be no coming back. To be shunned and put out of the tribe was still practiced. I was glad that I wasn't going to jail on the reservation but I still had a strong possibility of being sent to prison. If Charlie knew he would see to it. Wouldn't he be here already if he had been told?

There was only one thing to do. I had to find Bella and stop her from telling!