Hey! I know it's been forever since I updated, but here it is!
EsPOV
The next morning came too slowly, but I was thankful for it's arrival. Nahuel and Nessie woke up early and we were quick to begin our search. Carlisle, Rosalie, Emmett,Jasper, and myself followed Nahuel on foot while the others drove close behind. We ran for miles and I got more anxious the further we got. Carlisle was the first to notice Nahuel slowing down.
"We're getting close now." He told us quietly.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Rosalie asked impatiently.
"I will go in first and make my father think that I am just stopping by." He explained. "They'll all relax and then that's when you can come in. They won't be expecting it."
"Ok." Carlisle said. I could feel myself getting frustrated. As much as I knew that this was a safer plan for all involved, including Sydney, I couldn't help but want to storm in there and get her as soon as possible.
"I want you to wait about three minutes before coming in." He instructed.
We all watched as he jogged over to an area a few yards away. He brushed away a large pile of leaves and sticks to reveal a door. He opened it and slipped in.
It was the longest three minutes of my life. I counted each second, not wanting to have to wait any longer than necessary. I was the first to make my way over to the door. I took a deep breath and went in. It was damp and dim. I could smell the mold and dirt. Carlisle and the others followed in quietly behind me. We quietly made our way through the dark tunnels, listening for Nahuel's voice. We could hear him talking to an older man. The man was telling Nahuel about his latest experiment. Sydney.
"I've really enjoyed being able to help." I heard Sampson say slyly. That's when I lost my composure.
I ran into the room and lunged for Sampson's throat. He clawed at me but I grabbed him arm and twisted it until it finally broke off. In a fit of rage I tore him limb from limb.
"No one. Hurts. My daughter." I hissed. His head came off in a swift twist.
By the time I had finished, I was covered in blood and surrounded by body parts. Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie a had started a fire, burning the pieces of their bodies. After coming back to my senses, I left the room in search for Sydney.
"Carlisle!" I called.
"I'm in here!" He responded. I followed his voice. I was led to an equally dark and dim room where Carlisle was hunched over our daughter, examining the extent of her injuries. From what I could see, she was bruised very badly, with many cuts and scrapes. There were needle tracks up and down both her arms.
"She has several broken bones." Carlisle told me, heartache in his voice. "She's dehydrated, malnourished, and she's been...raped...many times."
My heart shattered at those last few words. My daughter... I hated that she had been forced to go through the same abuse that I had gone through with Charles.
"We need to get her back home as soon as possible." He urged. We made our way out of the tunnels and back into the forest. Carlisle carried Sydney as we ran back on the trail. I called Eleazar and told him to meet us at the edge of the road. He told the rest of the family and they were all there as we arrived.
"Is she okay?"
"What's wrong with her?"
"Will she be alright?"
"Why isn't she awake?"
Everyone was swarming us with questions.
"I just need everyone to calm down." Carlisle said. "Right now, my biggest priority is getting Sydney home."
Carlisle set her in the back seat of the Mercedes and got in with her. I followed in behind them. Her head was laid on Carlisle's lap and her feet were in mine. We drove for days, only stopping for gas when needed. The entire time, Sydney was so still. The only movements she made were the faint expansion and collapse of her ribcage. We were short on supplies and resources, so there wasn't much that could be done for her until we got home. I hated this feeling of uselessness. That there was nothing I could do to help her. That there was nothing I could do to protect her from what she had been through. No way for me to erase the memories of her horrible experience. All we could do now was move forward and help her move past it.