Learn to Listen.

The two wrecked cars had just been taken away and the chevy was being hauled onto the last flatbed truck when I heard it. A small cry.

"Stop! Everybody stop!" I yelled.

The drivers stopped operating the winching gears and Edward came sprinting over.

"What's up?" He demanded.

"I heard a cry."

"A cry?" He scoffed. "Jeez Bella, that could of come from any one of the homes around here." He shook his head and walked off, commanding the driver to start up the truck again.

"Touch that gear and I will have your job!" I shouted before climbing onto the side of the truck and over to the chevy. The driver side door was buckled inwards and the passenger door was trapped underneath the vehicle. Part of the roof was missing from where the fire crew had to cut the driver free.

I peered through the broken glass into the interior of the car. Blood smelled strong in there. I fished my flashlight from the pocket of my pants and clicked it to life. The beam shone into the back seat and over a puddle of blood.

Moving my arm as far around as I could without dropping my torch, i flicked it at a bundle of blankets shoved behind the seats.

"Hello?" I called out. The first officers on the scene should of checked the vehicles, but no, they'd just rather stand around laughing with the Cullen dick about the crazy CSI who hears crying. Asses! They did nothing to help me. "I'm here to help you. Is anyone here?"

"Mommy?" The cry was faint, muffled. There was a child in the trunk of this car!

I climbed down off the vehicle. "Pop the trunk." I commanded the nearest police officer.

"Miss, we've already checked the vehicle over. All fatalities are at the morgue and the other is at the hospital."

"God dammit! Why do you coppers never do as you're asked?!" I yelled, wrenching the metal rod from his hands. Cullen narrowed his eyes in my direction while the other officers just stood there with their mouths agape.

I rounded the chevy and a jeer went up from the patrol. Probably laughing at some shit Cullen is spewing.

I threw my weight against the trunk as I was not strong enough to activate the popper alone.

The lock on the crumpled trunk clicked and it sprang open a little way. A small face of a young boy appeared in the gap.

"Mommy?"

"Hi sweetie. My name is Bella. I'm a special police lady. I'm going to get you out and then we'll find your mom, okay?"The little boy nodded. He was being so brave. "Can you tell me your name?"

"D-Danny."

"Well Danny, I'm going to need you to be really brave and climb to the back of the trunk again, okay?" He nodded once more and did as he was told. I started to pull at the metal, sharp edges cutting into my fingers.

With a high pitched squeal of metal upon asphalt, I was able to wedge the hood open leaving a big enough gap for Danny to squeeze through.

I lifted the little boy into my arms and hugged him closely. "Danny, are you hurt anywhere?"

He shook his head and hid his face in the crook of my neck. I rubbed his back in soft soothing motions and felt his little body relax.

"I'm going to take you to see a nice doctor, Danny and then we can tell your mommy where you are."

"Mommy?" He whimpered again before sticking his thumb in his mouth.

"Yeah buddy, we'll get her for you."

I emerged from behind the flatbed truck and the entire squad fell silent. I looked over at Edwards jeering face and revelled in the satisfaction I felt in seeing his cocky smirk slowly get replaced by a look of abject horror once he spotted the little boy in my arms.

I stalked over to my car and sat Danny in the back seat while I sent for an ambulance to be dispatched to our location.

"Bella." I tensed at the sound of his voice, but was pleased to hear that his voice had a slight tremor to it. I gave Danny a pen and some paper to play with while I confronted Edward.

I closed the door and rounded on him, moving him a few feet away from the car. "What do you want Ed? Come to tell me that the boy still isn't real? That he's a hologram or something?" I threw my hands up in the air and started pacing in front of him. "I swear to God you are such an ignorant pig-headed jerk! I told you I heard a child crying and you laughed it off as me hearing things. I could have your job for this, or at least get you demoted. I am your supervisor. You're. Supposed. To. Obey. Orders!" I emphasized each word with a poke to his chest, while my own was left heaving after my tirade. I had pleanty more to say to him but the approaching sirens of Dannys ambulance took the wind out of my sails.

"So you're going to James about this?" He said softly.

"You bet your sorry ass I'm going to James about this. And Marcus too!" I strode back over to my car and gently picked Danny up. The poor child had fallen asleep, curled up on the back seat. I handed him over to the EMT and climbed into the drivers seat of my suv. "I'm going to the hospital with Danny. Finish processing here and I will know if you haven't been thorough."

I slammed the car door and drove off after the ambulance, leaving Edward standing in a cloud of dust.

I know police officers wouldn't act like that in real life. Just think of it as them giving Bella a hard time because she is new to the crew.

Next chapter will be in Edwards point of view and will probably be posted on Saturday sometime.

Thanks for reading :)