A/N: Okay so I suck. I know. I apologize. Life got in the way. I got laid off again, finals were coming up, and to be honest, I just haven't been in the mood to write lately. But here I am again. Hopefully this will hold you guys over until I can get the next chapter out. There are only two chapters left. SO be prepared for this story to go a little faster paced from now on. Sorry it's been kinda slow and boring! lol....Morgan, thank you for everything, as always. Love ya FC!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. SMeyer does!

BPOV

We didn't make it all the way to Savannah, our intended destination. We made it just outside of Atlanta. Edward got tired and decided to stop at a roadside motel for the night. It was the kind of motel that had separate cabins instead of rooms next to each other. We were in cabin # 4, further away from the office and the road. After dropping our bags off in the room, I plopped down on the bed, resting against the pillows.

"I'm gonna run down the street to that diner to get some dinner. You want anything in particular?" he asked me, grabbing the room key back up from the table.

"No. Whatever's fine. But it would be amazing if they had some dessert there too!" I smiled, turning on the television.

"I'll see what I can do Iz. I'll be back in twenty minutes at the most. Keep the door locked," he told me, leaving the small one room cabin. Instead of going into full on panic mode like I tend to do when I am alone, I tried to steady my breathing and find something interesting on TV. I found some random Jennifer Lopez movie on and left it there.

Fifteen minutes later Edward still wasn't back. I kept glancing at the door, wondering what was taking so long. My fears disappeared when I heard footsteps outside, Edward must be back. I turned off the TV and sat up, expecting him to unlock the door and walk in with a bag full of food. Instead, I was greeted by the door being forced open and my worst fear walking in.

"Hey Bells, did you miss me?"

I haven't heard that voice in six years. I thought I never would again. Before I could even move I was flying backwards on the bed from James' punch. I rolled off the other side of the bed and forced myself to get up and fight.

"What the fuck were you thinking trying to run away from me? Did you really think I wouldn't find you?" he asked with a growl, walking towards me. I kept my feet shoulder length apart, hands at my side, ready for his attack.

But apparently he had other ideas. Instead of trying to hit me, he charged me, arms wrapping around me to hold me down. Before I knew it, he had me tied up to one of the chairs in the room, three feet from the front door. My hands were tied behind my back, my feet tied to each leg of the chair, a bandana gagged my mouth.

I sat there, trying not to cry for ten more minutes, praying he wouldn't kill me.

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EPOV

Okay so this diner is ridiculously slow. It's taken twenty minutes to order two orders of chicken fingers and French fries, two cokes, and a slice of apple pie. As soon as the waitress handed me the bag of food, I handed her the money and a tip and sprinted out of the diner, rushing to get back to Izzy before she started worrying. I jogged down the street, making sure not to spill the cokes in the drink container, and skidded to a halt in front of cabin # 4. I pulled out the key and unlocked the door, pushing it all the way open.

"EDWARD!" Bella's muffled scream was the first thing I heard. The first thing I saw was her tied to a chair just inside the room, her mouth gagged.

"Bella, what the fu…" I managed to get out before something slammed against the side of my head. I was knocked to the floor. Struggling to get up, I saw James above me. Shit. Before I could react he hit me again, this time with the phone from the bedside table, knocking me unconscious.

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BPOV

After James knocked Edward out he came and untied my legs, keeping my arms tied behind my back and my mouth gagged. He then drug me outside and stuffed me into the backseat of Emmett's GTO before starting the car and taking off.

"Alright Bella, there will be plenty of time for us to catch up later. But this is what's going to happen. We're going to the airport and we're going to get on a flight to Seattle. From there we will drive to a certain location. And if you say one word to anyone while we are in the airport or on the plane, I will not hesitate to kill you. I may not have any weapons on me but I can kill you just as quickly with my bare hands. Are we clear?" he asked, looking at me in the rear view mirror.

I hesitated for a second too long. He reached back and slapped me.

"I said, are we clear?"

"We're clear," I mumbled through the gag. Dear God, I prayed silently, please let Edward be okay.