Yes, this is chapter number two in twenty four hours! I know it's crazy, but I'm sick in bed and have nothing else to do. I'm also calling out of work tomorrow... maybe I'll be feeling frisky and write ANOTHER chapter. Hmm? Maybe!

This is the beginning of the end... and it makes me sad. I even told my husband this. You know when you read/write something and you know the end is coming? Well, it makes me sad. So I cried a little when I wrote this. Maybe it's the NyQuil. I don't know.

Read on my people! 99% of this chapter is in Edward's POV. Enjoy.

D/C: I do not own Twilight, nor do I own any of the characters portrayed in the novel and/or movie. But I do own butterfly pillow cases. My mother in law made them for me.

Edward's POV

I would be lying if I said I wasn't thrilled that Emmett said they had a plan. Seeing the excitement in Jasper and Emmett's eyes brought on a new wave of adrenaline, and I grinned before literally slamming the door in their faces.

"Hey!" Jasper yelled, but I ignored them. I turned to Bella and rushed forward.

"You, love, need to rest. I'm going downstairs with the guys to brainstorm." Bella's eyes widened and she sat up in anger. I winced when I saw the bruise spanned over her abdominal area, wishing again that I had gotten to her sooner last night. I forced my eyes away from it, scanning up her torso and letting my gaze rest on her chest. Fuck it, I was a teenage boy, growing into adult hood. This was my first serious girlfriend, and hopefully my one and only. I was allowed to look at her any damn well I pleased.

"Eyes up here, Cullen!" Bella snapped, and my eyes flew away from her dark nipples. I could feel my skin heat, and I ran my hand through my hair nervously.

"Are you listening to me?" Bella asked. I looked into her warm eyes and nodded. "I will kick your ass if you do anything without talking to me first. Do you hear me?" I swallowed hard, pulling a shirt over my head. I understood loud and clear, and never for a moment did I not think this perfect woman could kick my ass. And if she were incapacitated, she could surely enlist the help of Alice and Rose, maybe even my mother, to help.

"I promise I will not act on anything. This is just talk." Bella seemed to accept this, and she bent down to grab her tank top off the floor. I kicked it away from her though, and flinched at the evil glare I received.

"Wear this instead," I said, offering her a clean shirt of mine. She glanced at it for a second before shrugging, pulling the black shirt over her brown hair. My eyes flickered over her body, drinking in the sight of Bella Swan in my clothes. My clothes, my girl. My property. Never would I call her that in front of her though; I valued my privates too much.

"Try to rest. I'll be back soon." I gave Bella a sweet kiss, regretfully pulling back and heading for the door. I actually jumped when I saw that Jasper and Emmett were standing in the hallway, not having moved from the spot I left them in.

"What the fuck?" I asked, closing the door behind me so that they didn't see inside. Jasper grinned at me and tapped his watch.

"You had exactly thirty two seconds until we were coming in there after you." I pushed the two laughing figures towards the stairs, forcing myself to step away from the room holding Bella, and to hear the new 'plan'.

"So what's up?" I asked when I sank into an arm chair in the living room. Jasper and Emmett sat across from me on a couch, speaking a silent conversation with their eyes.

"Spit it out." Jasper cleared his throat when Emmett nodded, and turned to me.

"Basically what I said before still entails. We need to lure them out, and clearly using Bella as 'bait' is out of the question." I nodded once. There was no way in hell we were putting Bella at risk. "That's what I though, so that leaves you." I took a deep breath and leaned back into the recliner. I trained my eyes on the vaulted ceiling, thinking about what could happen next. Chief Swan would lock us all up for sure if he knew we were attempting to interfere with an investigation. We should let the cops deal with them, right?

No. My mind had been racing for days, going over every movement that Patrick and Kaiden had made. I kept thinking that if I had just done something different, it wouldn't be this way. There had to have been a way to cut this off in Chicago. Why did I let it escalate this far? I should have learned to hone in on my abilities a long time ago. Some how this could have helped us. The thought of Kaiden seeing my Volvo hovering in the air flashed through my head. If I had known how to control everything better, I would have been able to lower the car to the ground without giving anything away; without hurting Bella. Instead I acted on impulse—gave it all away. If only I had practiced and accepted myself for who and what I was, I would have been prepared for what was happening.

"Okay, so we're putting me out there," I muttered. Emmett nodded.

"Basically my number one plan is to get you alone," Jasper continued. "And I really want you to listen to this plan." Silence from me. That was Jasper's cue to continue.

"What we should do is get you to walk around town, alone, to catch their attention." I visualized myself walking through the streets of Port Angeles, going along with Jasper's story. "Emmett and I will be waiting and watching for either Kaiden or Patrick. I'm almost a hundred percent sure that they'll be there. We'll give you the signal then, by calling you or texting you and then you can 'break down' on the side of the road." My eyes were wide by then, thinking of how unbelievable this plan was becoming.

"I'll what?" Emmett broke in then, winking at Jasper as if to say 'I've got this'.

"You'll pull over the side of the road as if your car stopped working. You know, put your hazards on and pop the hood of your car, maybe act like the transmission isn't working or something."

"Okay…" The visualization was coming into place, and I pictured pulling my car over next to the playground near the Newton's Store. There was a shaded parking lot off a block away where Emmett and Jasper could easily park.

"Then, when Patrick and/or Kaiden show up, you can have a knife or something. Maybe use your little superpower to hold them at knifepoint until Jazz and I arrive with the cops." Emmett and Jasper leaned forward to watch my reaction as I let the new information sink in. The two had actually thought of a good plan. As much as I appreciated Charlie working so many hours to catch them, in all actuality it would be me who helped to catch Patrick and Kaiden. They were in hiding, only brought out by moments where Bella and I were either alone or vulnerable.

It would be up to me to bring them out. I thought of Bella, of how frightened she was. I thought of how Kaiden ran her off the road, and I thought of how scared she looked when I used my abilities right in front of the school. I thought of the look on her face when she came over last night and saw me in the backyard, moving miscellaneous objects around in the air. I thought of the moment we just shared, and the love she and I felt for each other.

And then I thought of Kaiden putting his hand on her. I thought of the bruises that covered her face and body, tainting the perfect white skin that covered her body. I thought of the way she looked at me when I left a room, as if she were afraid I wouldn't come back.

"Let's do this."

I drove Bella, Alice and I to work later on that afternoon, wanting to make sure that we were all together. Jasper and Emmett were planning out the final details on our 'plan' (Plan Fucktard is what Emmett kept calling it). Before we left for work, Bella and I sat down with Charlie and Carlisle to discuss security measures. The Forks Police Department was calling in a few reserve officers from Port Angeles to help out due to the current security shortage. I somehow convinced Charlie that we didn't need constant protection. At my house, there was plenty of security, especially with me there. Charlie looked skeptical about that, but my father backed this up. Charlie may not know the small details, but I was going to be more protection than an armed police officer.

When we were at Bella's house, there would be an unmarked police car parked across the street and someone watching the backyard at all times to make sure no one got in. We were literally under constant supervision.

Work was busy, and for this I was glad. I felt tired and defeated, my scrubs pants and shirt only wrinkle free because Alice attacked me with an iron before I left the house. Only two hours into our shift, I was being pulled aside by Dr. Allen and we began to discuss what was going on. He had to be aware of everything unfortunately, especially since Bella and I were not quitting our jobs and would be at his office a majority of our week. Dr. Allen was very supportive of our dilemma, and he gave me a small manly hug. I had known the man since we moved here from Chicago, and when he offered Alice and I the jobs at his office he became a mentor to me.

"Edward, I want you to know that if you guys need any time off, you can take a few days. I don't want you to put yourselves at risk by being here," Dr. Allen said. I glanced towards the front of the office at Jacob, who once again was the armed guard of the evening.

"Well," I mused, "I'm sure a couple days wouldn't hurt. But we'll talk about that later." Dr. Allen nodded and patted my back and walked back to his exam room and closed the door. Bella was busy doing a contact lens teach class, and Alice was helping in the lab, so I was lucky to have a moment to myself to think.

The night wore on and finally we were closing up the office. Jasper came to pick up Alice, and he gave me a small nod. I did a double take and raised my eyebrows at him. Did this mean he and Emmett figured everything out? Jasper's eyes were bearing down on me and I smiled. Yes, everything was set.

"Edward?" Bella whispered. I turned around and kissed the top of her head.

"Yes?" Her brown eyes were reading me like a page in a book.

"What are you up to?" she asked. I shook my head once, looking over her shoulder at Jacob. He didn't need to listen to any type of conversation between us. Especially about this.

"Later." Bella thankfully dropped it, and I tucked her under my arm as we walked out into the wet night. The rain seemed to be falling harder than usual, and I rushed Bella to the passenger door of my car. We were spending the night at her house tonight, and I was invited to spend the night as well. It was an unspoken rule among everyone that wherever one of us went, the other one would follow. Which meant that we were sleeping in the same bed, but according to my mother and Bella's father, we were innocent teenagers. And innocent teenagers we shall remain.

Jacob followed us to Bella's house, staying in his parked car while we walked inside. Bella waved over her shoulder, bidding him goodnight. I actually didn't give a shit; the man got on my nerves. Charlie was inside waiting for us, and within minutes we were off to Bella's room to do homework and go to sleep.

"So what's going on?" Bella asked as she walked back into the bedroom, showered and dressed for bed. She had left her door open, so I stood from my spot on the bed and closed it.

"Edward?" I took a deep breath and turned to face her.

"We're going to lure them out." There, I said it.

"Excuse me!?" Bella shouted. I panicked and motioned for her to remain as quiet as possible.

"Bella, shhh," I whispered. I listened for any notion that Charlie had heard her, but I could still hear him on the phone downstairs.

"Explain. Now." Bella looked deadly, and I felt a twinge of fear for keeping all of this from her. Maybe the guys and I should have sat down with the girls while planning this? Hell, they were a part of this too.

"The guys and I realized that the only time Kaiden or Patrick come out are when both you and I are alone or vulnerable. So we're hatching up a plan to lure them out so we can catch them." I took a deep breath and winced, ready for the yelling to start.

Silence. Bella's eyes were closed, and her chest was rising and falling rather steadily. Slowly my eyes opened to their regular size and I looked around the room. Was I being punked? I just told my girlfriend that our friends and I were setting up two psychos in hopes of catching them, and she wasn't yelling.

"Bella?" I whispered. She opened her eyes and I gasped when I saw that her eyes were coated with tears. My heart dropped. I made her cry… again.

"No, no, Bella. Please don't cry." I rushed forward and closed her into a tight embrace. Her body started to shake with sobs, and I could tell that she was trying very hard not to make a noise. She didn't want to alert Charlie downstairs that she was crying; no need to worry anyone else about the situation at hand.

"Why?" she said into my shirt. I pulled back and saw that her face was red and her eyes were wet and puffy. Oh my beautiful Bella, I am so sorry.

"Why what?" I asked stupidly. She swallowed and sniffled, trying to hold back more tears.

"Why are you constantly trying to leave me?" she asked. I pulled her back even further and started to run my fingers along her cheeks, getting rid of the offensive tears.

"Leave you?" I gasped. "Leave you? Why on earth would you think I was trying to leave you?" My head was buzzing with confusion, and I wished then that I could have a peek inside her mind.

"I don't know," Bella hiccupped. "You're either pushing me away, or running after these lunatics. If it's not at school, it's in front of my house, and now you're intentionally trying to do it?" Bella looked into my eyes, and I saw the sadness that filled her.

"I'm not doing this on purpose, Bella. I made the mistake of pushing you away, and I will never do that again. But you are mine. I will never purposely leave you, and I will never put myself in the line of danger where I think that I will be torn away." I took a deep breath and made a promise that I knew I couldn't keep. "I promise that I will always come back to you. Patrick and Kaiden can't keep me from you." Bella leaned into me while my mind raced. Suddenly an old quote ran through my head. I remembered it from Alice's wall—a plaque that she had made in class. I always thought the quote was silly, but at the moment it applied.

"A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty," I whispered into her ear, "and he said no. She asked him if he would want to be with her forever… and he said no. She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no." Bella stopped breathing and grew stiff in my arms. I took a deep breath and continued. "She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face, the boy grabbed her arm and said… you're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away. I'd die."

"Edward," Bella cried. I stood there in the middle of her room, the rain beating on the roof, holding the love of my life. I should never have promised I would always be there, because if something were to happen to me, I would therefore break her heart. But I was doing the only thing I knew could help us in the end.

I was saving my Bella.

The plan was in motion. And I was scared out of my mind. We all went to school, like nothing was wrong. All of the students, and I mean every damn one of them, watched us as we pulled into the parking lot.

Emmett and Rose took the lead, looking like bodyguards to the student body. Emmett even got rid of the twinkle in his eye, glaring at every single person who tried to stare at us for any length of time. The guys ran from Emmett, and when Rose sneered at the women, they cowered in fear. Bella and I were behind them, glad for the structural support our friends were offering from prying eyes. Behind us was Jasper and Alice, being the calm rear of the group. I laughed aloud when I thought of how we must seem to everyone. Yes, the main conversation around us was about us. About how Jasper, Emmett and I ran after some guys after school the other day, causing a commotion. How the cops were involved. I even heard someone say that Bella was involved in a romantic triangle, and I was jealous.

Ha.

"Everyone's staring," Bella said, leaning into me. I looked to my left and caught eyes with about a dozen people in just a matter of seconds. They all looked away, embarrassed to be caught.

"Let them watch," I responded. From the corner of my eye I saw Jacob watching us as he walked towards the administration office. A new rule Charlie had enforced was that the officer following us to school was to tell the Principal we were there. In turn, the Principal would call the Chief. Something about cops not being one hundred percent trustworthy. We had Patrick to blame for this. So checking in with a line of people would be the way things went.

Hopefully only for another day or so.

My heart hammered within my chest as the last bell rang and I walked with Bella towards the parking lot. We were quiet because we both knew what I was about to do. Arm in arm we approached our friends, who were quiet just as we were. All the girls knew what their idiot boyfriends were going to do that afternoon. Did they approve? Not one damn bit.

"Let's get to the house," I said as we approached them. Everyone nodded, and I saw that Jacob was staring at us as if we were all crazy. Silence was not something that was common among us, and even he knew this. So the fact that six of the loudest people in the town were dead silent at the moment, well something was up. I glanced over Bella's head to motion to Jasper to get going, and I saw something that made my heart stop.

A blue Honda Civic. The passenger side door was a different shade of blue, and I recognized it as a junk yard door, spray painted to match the car. Of course it didn't match though. Kaiden couldn't get a professional paint job in this town on such short notice.

The car was parked along the curb outside the school fence, half behind a large oak tree. It was a horrible attempt at hiding, but I felt a small surge of victory. They were there. They were watching. They were going to follow.

"Edward?" Bella interrupted my trance. I looked down at her and smiled. Everyone was waiting for us to get in the car.

"Let's go." From the confines of the car, I opened up to Bella.

"They're here," I said softly. Her eyes snapped to me, and I swore I could see her face flush of all color. "It's okay, Bella. This is what we want. I hardly have to work for them to be following us."

"No, following you," Bella snapped. I nodded, turning into my driveway. Emmett's jeep and Jasper's Trans Am was right behind me. Two seconds later Jacob's police cruiser pulled in. A fucking caravan.

"Bella, I don't like this any more than you do," I said as I parked the car, "but if we don't do something then we're going to be living behind barred windows and steel walls for weeks, months. We've thought this all out, so you have nothing to worry about." Bella didn't say anything, only sighing and lifting my hand to her mouth to kiss my palm. I loved the feeling of her warm lips on me, and I groaned when she pulled away.

"Later," she whispered. Later indeed. We all piled out of our cars, and headed inside. I knew Patrick or Kaiden (hell maybe both) was watching the driveway to the house. They would know when someone left, and who that someone was.

We all gathered in the living room, Jacob drifting towards the kitchen. The guy could shove a horse down his throat and still be hungry. When I was sure he was out of ear shot, I turned to everyone and spoke softly.

"They're watching." Jasper jumped up and started towards the window, the protective stance emerging. He saw nothing out of the ordinary, and turned back towards me.

"At the school?" he asked. I nodded, looking over at Emmett. He was standing and walking towards Rose with a grin on his face. An unspoken conversation between two people in love. And Rose's side was saying 'don't get dead'.

"Time to go," I motioned towards everyone. Bella jumped up and threw herself in my arms. I didn't have to say anything—we had said all we needed to the night before.

"What's up?" Jacob asked from the doorway. I cleared my throat and sent him a smirk. My stomach was in a knot, but I couldn't let any of my true emotions show on my face. Jacob would be able to tell something was up.

"Me and the guys are heading out to Port Angeles to pick up a part for my car," I lied smoothly. Jacob's stance became rigid.

"I don't think so," he said. Emmett jumped in like planned.

"Fuck that Jake. You stay here with the girls, and everything will be fine. You know damn well no one will mess with us when we're all together." Jacob looked around at all of us, seeing that we were all calm about this. I snorted in amusement though. We all seemed to be great actors, because every one of us was freaking out over all.

"Fine. But you check in periodically." I nodded at Jacob and gave Bella one last hug before I turned to Jasper.

"Let's do this," I said. We waved to everyone again, and I gave Bella a small wink before we reached the door.

"Hey Edward, do you mind following me to my house so I can drop my jeep off? All part of the plan. Emmett and Jasper needed a car to follow me in. All part of the plan for Jacob to hear. I nodded to Emmett and followed them outside. Within seconds I was in my car, alone. In the backseat were several 'weapons' Emmett had put in there last night. A tire-iron, a crowbar, and even a shovel. I suppressed a smile at the thought that Emmett made it look like we were going to kill these guys. I approved of the instruments though, because each of them I had practiced with, and each of them I could move with an insane amount of speed.

The conversation I had with the others flew back to me, and I rehashed the plan in my mind. Drive to Port Angeles. Half way there, Emmett and Jasper would drop off, parking somewhere for at least half an hour. This gave Kaiden and Patrick the impression that I was alone. Then I would call them when I started to walk around. I even had plans on buying some things while I was there, maybe something for Bella. Give the impression that I was there for a reason I suppose.

Then I would leave to drive home. We decided against the playground area next to the Newton's store. There might be too many people around, and they wouldn't try anything then. So Jasper and his weird ability to find the perfect spots for things, pointed out an emergency pull off area off the highway. There was a bend in the road where I could pull over to 'look' at my car. There was also a spot where they could park the Jeep until I told them to come to me. I would have my Bluetooth in my ear, which I hated, so that I could tell them exactly when to drive towards me. All I needed was the chance to get them to surrender. And hopefully the crowbar in the backseat would get them to do that.

I shoved my Bluetooth in my ear, picking up my cell and dialing Jasper's number. He answered immediately, and I knew there was no turning back now.

"You ready?" I asked, pulling onto the highway towards Port Angeles. Jasper laughed on the other end and I knew that he was thinking the same thing as me.

"Do we have a choice now?" he asked. I shrugged to myself, looking through the windshield wipers and onto the road.

"Yes, we do. If you guys don't want to do this, then you need to tell me so. I don't want you to involve yourself if you don't want to be."

"Dude," Jasper sighed. "We're just as a part of this as you are. You're family. Bella is family. It's what family does." He was right. And I would do the same thing had I been in his shoes. Someone comes after one of us, they come after us all. Like a fucking platoon.

In less than half an hour, Emmett was pulling his Jeep off the highway and letting me continue on by myself. I felt alone as I drove on, wishing I had the view of Emmett's red Jeep in my rear view mirror. Wishing I had someone in the car with me. Wishing I had Bella in the car with me. My phone rang, and I hit the accept button on my handheld.

"Jasper?" I said. I could hear Emmett in the background, yelling something into the mouthpiece.

"Okay! God dammit, Emmett. Edward? We saw Kaiden's car when we pulled off. He's maybe half a mile behind you. Following you all the way to fucking Port Angeles." Shit, this is actually happening. This is actually going to work.

"Got it," I confirmed, and clicked off. Didn't need another voice in my head besides my own. Before I knew it, I was pulling into a parking spot on the main street in Port Angeles, turning off my engine. I made sure not to make eye contact with the exact direction of the Honda so that they didn't know I had spotted them. But I did see the car park down the block, securing me in their line of sight. Time to give them a show.

I called Jasper back, talking to him over the next hour as I walked in and out of several shops. I caught Kaiden behind a shelf in a bookstore once, but I pretended I saw nothing. I didn't want him to run, so I acted nonchalant. Even purchased a few books for Bella.

"Edward," Jasper said into my ear.

"Yeah?" I could hear the engine in the background, and I wondered how close they were. Jasper had said they were going to make the remainder of the trip to Port Angeles, but I didn't know exactly where they were. It still made me feel alone, and I started to get antsy.

"Time to head back." I nodded to myself and walked out onto the sidewalk with my back of stuff for Bella. I had no idea if she would like the books I bought her, or the necklace I saw in the antique store. But if she didn't I could blame it on stress. Hell, we'd give them away to someone else.

"Okay," I said aloud. To myself or to Jasper, I didn't know. But it was time. I threw the bag into the passenger seat of my car and slipped in behind the wheel. I knew exactly where I had to go, and just what I had to do. So I turned onto the highway and started to drive.

"We're about a mile behind you, and Kaiden is about half a mile ahead of us. Remember, we aren't going to move until you give us the signal. You get them in your sight, and you tell us. Get the weapons out of the car and you'll be fine." Jasper sounded so sure of himself, that I had no other choice but to believe him. Jasper would be the calming in any storm. I was glad he was on my side.

I felt my blood pour into my ears when I came towards the bend where I had to stop the car, and when I stepped on the brakes I heard my inner voice tell me to keep going. What if I did? What if I just went home, told Jasper and Emmett that the plan was aborted, and left catching the two bone heads up to the cops? What if I just went home to my sweet Bella without getting a scratch on me? Without wasting an ounce of my energy?

The car came to a stop and I reached down to pop open the hood. Hazards on. Bluetooth in.

"Let's do this madness!" I heard Emmett scream from the other end. I suppressed a smile, in case I had spectators, and reached into the back seat to move the crowbar to the front. Easier than having to move it through the back window.

And then I waited.

I leaned into the open hood of my car, acting like I was fixing an imaginary problem, my eyebrows furrowed in 'confusion'. I could hear Jasper's breathing in my ear, waiting for my signal. All in all, it was eerily quiet on both ends. It scared me. Too quiet was not a good sign.

Crunch.

I let my eyes glide to my left, towards the edge of the forest. I saw nothing, so I continued to play with the spark plug wires that I knew were okay.

I could hear leaves rustle together. My heart was surely jumping so far out of my chest, it was bound to leave an imprint on the inside of my shirt.

Snap. The sound was mere feet behind me this time, and I turned with my hands up in defense. I panicked though when I saw there was no one there.

"What the fu…" my confusion was cut off at the sudden impact of something to the back of my legs. My knees buckled, and I cried out in pain.

"Edward!" I ignored Jasper's scream and turned my head behind me., feeling the Bluetooth fall from my ear. Kaiden was standing there, a bat in his hand. That son of a bitch clubbed me from behind. I lifted my hand, imagining the crow bar in the drivers' seat in my head, willing it to rise. I turned my body towards the idiot with the bat, moving my hand so that the crow bar rose in the air behind him.

"Think you're a bad ass?" Kaiden hissed at me. I ignored the words coming out of his mouth and kept my attention away from the pain in my legs. I tried to push myself to my feet, and Kaiden raised the bat again. "You're not such a hot shot when you're on your fucking knees!" He swung the bat, but this time I was ready. My left hand came up and smashed into it, stopping it from connecting with my head. I felt pain, but pushed past it. As I pushed the bat away, I watched in satisfaction as Kaiden's face went from malice to confusion, to fear, as I slowly rose to my feet. I brought my right hand up and moved it towards me, shoving the crow bar into the back of Kaiden's head.

He fell to the ground with a shout, and I let the bat hang to my side.

"Yeah, I'm a fucking bad ass," I muttered. I looked down to see my Bluetooth crushed in the dirt, and I wondered when exactly that had happened. Just then I heard the sound of running footsteps, and I mentally smacked myself for forgetting about Patrick. As I turned I felt a solid object slam into the side of my face, and I could instantly feel blood pour down my temple. Patrick was on me in an instant, pushing his knee into my back and bringing my hands behind me. I felt a cool material against my wrists, and through the grogginess that surrounded me, I thought handcuffs.

Patrick's hand dug into my hair and pulled me onto my knees. I cried out in pain again, trying to see through the tears that involuntarily blurred my eyes. I could see Kaiden getting up, rubbing the back of his head.

"You son of a bitch!" Kaiden screamed, punching me in my jaw with one swift movement. I saw blood fly, and I cursed myself for getting in this situation. I eyed the crowbar that was behind Kaiden, wondering if they would notice if I made it move again. I kept my eyes on it, moving my fingers behind me. The crowbar started to move, and that was when Patrick stepped into my line of vision.

His blonde hair was wild, even greasy. He hadn't shaven in a long time, and his eyes had taken on a crazed look. All the craziness was directed towards me.

His foot came down on the crowbar, and he shook his head.

"No, no, Edward. You don't want to do that." I cursed in my mind and thought for just a second. Emmett and Jasper were definitely on their way, and I needed to keep these two here for just a minute longer.

Handcuffs.

Metal.

I ran my fingers along the edges of the cuffs, feeling the cold surface. I stared at Patrick and bent my head a little lower, still keeping my eyes on him. I channeled all of my anger for him into a burst of adrenaline. Moving my fingers, I imagined the lock of the handcuffs falling open, in with a muffled click, they did. I held them in my hands, wondering briefly if I could use them as a weapon.

"You took them off, didn't you?" Patrick whispered. My eyes shot open. How the hell did he know?

"It's metal!" Patrick yelled then. I fell back, trying to push against the ground and move away as fast as possible. I was finding it hard to stand up, and knew instantly that I had a concussion or something.

Before I was on my feet, someone was on my back, yanking the handcuffs from my grasp and sliding something else around my wrists. I jerked against their touches, finding it hard to fight back against the both of them. Everything was going so wrong, so so wrong.

I thought of Bella, and how mad she would be. How worried she'll be when she sees me. We'll look like such a pair—both bruised up and healing.

I strained against the rough hands that gripped my arms and touched the new material that bound my wrists together. For the first time I actually felt dread and panic rush through me. Flex cuffs. Made purely of plastic. And I couldn't get out of them at all.

"Yeah, plastic," Patrick muttered near my ear. I could feel blood drip down my forehead and start to pool in the damp dirt in front of my face. Kaiden's knees were digging into my back, pressing me into the gravel and rocks.

"I knew you could move things," Patrick said, "but now I know it's just metal. So now I win." Kaiden's knees were relieved from me, and then I was jerked into the air by two pair of hands. I was panicked. I was scared. This was not supposed to happen this way. I could hear the roar of an engine in the distance, and I knew immediately that it was Emmett and Jasper.

"You won't get away with this," I muttered. It was a typical thing to say on my part, but I had nothing else. Patrick got into my face though, his breath hot on my skin.

"I already have," he taunted me. Suddenly I was being pushed into the woods next to my car, buried by trees and branches. The sight of the road disappeared, and I felt myself start to shake.

"Jazz!" I screamed. "Emmett!" A piece of cloth came over my mouth though, gagging me. All that was heard in the forest as they dragged me deeper in, was the muffled yells coming from me, and the sounds of Emmett and Jasper yelling for me.

Please, this can't be happening.

Jasper's POV

"Edward!" I screamed into my phone. I heard the sound of shuffling, and then nothing. I closed my phone and threw it onto the dash.

"Drive!" I yelled. Emmett looked scared, and I knew that I did too. My mind was reeling with what could have happened. I knew our idea would backfire. I wasn't too proud to admit that our stupid harebrained idea was the stupidest thing I had ever heard. But then people started agreeing with it, so I thought it was fine.

Now Edward was unreachable, and alone, and it was partly my fault.

Alice was going to kill me.

Bella was going to kill me.

Emmett floored the Jeep, and I watched the scenery fly by quickly. It didn't take long to reach Edward's car, and felt the sickening dread when I saw that Edward was not there.

"Edward!" I yelled as I fell out of the jeep. Emmett followed suit.

"Edward!" he yelled. I looked at the Volvo and saw that the crowbar was on the ground, as was a pair of metal handcuffs. Surely Edward was able to use the crowbar to his advantage. Looking closely I saw that it had blood on it. Yeah, he used it. But the handcuffs were most likely around his wrist at one point. Edward wouldn't have stood for that.

"Edward!" I yelled again. I walked towards the front of the car, looking under the hood. Everything seemed normal.

"Jazz," Emmett whispered. I turned to him and saw him pointing to something in the dirt. I saw it then—a small puddle of blood beside a broken Bluetooth.

"Edward!" I screamed towards the woods. I saw nothing, heard nothing. A single tear started to roll down my cheek when I turned back to Emmett.

"Call the police," I whispered. Emmett heard me. It sounded more like, 'call Bella's dad.'

A/N: The quote Edward says to Bella is not something I came up with. I got it from an old friend who found it on a website somewhere.

So... how do you like it? Like I said, it's the beginning of the end, and I was so eager to get this out for you guys. My mind is reeling with what is going to happen, and I can't wait to share it with you. I love you all for your reading and reviewing! Thank you so much! Ashley