A/n: There will one...maybe two more updates after this one...no warning for this one...but, some info;)

BPOV

I was at work three hours early this morning. After a night of no sleep I sat and stared at the screen on my phone, I hoped and prayed he would call me for help.

But nothing. Not a text, not a hang up call, just nothing. So, I arrived at the office at five am like a crazed and exhausted woman. I sat in the break room and drank my fourth cup of coffee and waited for his arrival into the building.

Because once he stepped off that elevator, he was safe and I could protect him. Someone had too. I tried to talk to his family about it but they were rather reluctant to speak to someone they didn't know, for fear of something being leaked to the press. Apparently, Edward's grandmother had been some sort of heiress, which left their whole family a spectacle for tabloid fodder.

Pieces of the puzzle that was Edward, started to click in my head, most especially about this Tanya bitch. She ran with the 'wanna be rich' crowd at the clubs and venues that I had seen her at, most of the time I had been dragged there by Rose. However, Rose had informed me of her being in the 'circuit' as they called it since college. She always looked for the next big thing or the available man with the most money. She also had no qualms about messing with an attached man, either.

But, what I don't understand is why Edward wouldn't leave her. Why someone of his background would continue to be abused by the hands of that woman?

I needed to know more and I hoped that Edward would be willing to answer a few more questions for me once he arrived. However, three hours later he had still not arrived, or not that I had seen on my numerous trips around the office space as I looked for him. I finally stopped at the reception area, "Has Mr. Cullen made it in today?" I asked flippantly.

"Oh no, he called in sick today, said he was still worn out from yesterday." The young lady replied.

I started to panic, she is keeping him home. The damage must be bad. I needed to go see it for myself. I walked to Mrs. Cope's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." I heard her say as I pushed through the door. "Good morning, Bella dear, how are you today?" She asked as I took a seat in one of her chairs.

"I'm fine, but a little worried about Edward." I admitted and hoped I could wrangle the necessary information out of her by playing on her sympathy.

"Honey child, I am always worried about that man. He is always so clumsy and aloof." She kept her eyes on the files in her hands as I tried to work my way in.

"Mrs. C, could I have his address? I'd like to take him some homemade chicken soup and a cake that I made for him last night." I tried to keep the anxiety out of my voice as I asked.

"Of course dear, what a great friend you have become to him. You are definitely your father's daughter." She smiled up at me as she wrote Edward's information on a piece of paper.

Mrs. Cope and my father had a history, both having been in the law enforcement and human health services fields, so they worked together on a lot of cases.

"Thank you for this information, I'll make sure to send Edward your regards." I said as she waved bye and I left the office quickly.

My gut told me that I needed to get to Edward as soon as possible. My heart ached for this man that I had felt an instant connection with. His eyes were so full of sorrow mixed with the vibrant green hue. It hurt my heart when I met him, to see such a heaviness weigh on him and not be able to help him.

But, it was more than that. Whereas I normally felt fidgety and ready to run from people, when I was near him, I wanted to pull up a chair and get comfortable. He provided me a calm that I had never felt before. I had to help him, I just had to.

It took me a bit to find his house, it was a medium size brick home that had an immaculate lawn and curb appeal. It also reeked of money, which seemed typical for Tanya's style.

I pulled up to the curb a house away from Edward's so as to not draw attention to my arrival any earlier than necessary. I wanted to see if I could sneak up a bit and scope things out.

However, I saw Tanya in the large front window, she paced back and forth while on the phone. I snuck up to the side of the house using the shrubs as cover while I tried to peek into the windows on that side of the house. All I saw was an empty kitchen so I made my way back to the front of the house.

As I walked up the sidewalk to the front door it flew open and an enraged Tanya stood tall and still as her eyes beamed fire at me. "What the hell are you doing here?" She spit as I got within a foot of her.

"I'm here to check on Edward. He had a hard day yesterday and wasn't at work this morning, so I came by to make sure he was okay." I said all the while taking my own defensive posture. I was a black belt in Ji Jitsu, therefore, I could and would kick her ass, if it came to that.

"He's fine. He's resting at the moment, but I'll make sure to let him know that you stopped by." Something about the way she spoke sent a shiver down my spine.

"I'd like to see him for myself, if you please." I said, as I tried to keep the absolute rage I felt out of my voice.

"Well, Bella, you can't see him, so go the fuck away before I call the police to have you removed from my property." Tanya's voice was full of fury and I was now worried about the further consequences that Edward would face because of my visit.

"I'll be back, Tanya. I'm worried about my friend. He wasn't well yesterday and no one's heard from him since, I'd just like to know that he is still actually alive and well." I said as I narrowed my eyes at her and crossed my arms against my chest.

"Just leave, whore, we don't want you here." She spat out before she slammed the door in my face.

I stood there for a few minutes to see if I could hear anything, but it was all quiet.

I reluctantly walked back to my car. I was going to have to get some help.

I got in the car and picked up my phone as I sat and watched the house.

"Hey Bells, what's up?" Jake's warm voice came across the receiver.

"Jake, I need some help, but I need it on the DL. Can you help?" I hated to have to go behind Edward's back but someone had to help him.

"Sure thing, what do you need?" Jake always was my best friend and willing to help on just about any case that I worked. It's part of the reason that I knew I could trust him and turn to him when I really needed help.

I told him the story of what I thought was going on, from the conversations that I'd had with Edward's family at the hospital yesterday. As well as the information that I had from my own observations and Rose, we had a good foundation to start 'Operation Rescue Edward'.

I agreed to call him later that night so we could formulate a plan. I drove back to work with a feeling in my gut that I had to get Edward out of there and soon.

It seems that no one else was willing to try and save him.

Now that I knew him, now that I had realized exactly how alone he was, I had to help him.

Someone had to.