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I know I promised this would be up sooner, but R/L SUCKS! Between getting severe sickness and the fact my job BLOWS I never thought I would finish this chapter.

I have been sitting on it for about two weeks now because my beta Mandee (who I am so not worthy of) sent it back, but I didn't get a chance to go over it until now.

I will not say I will hurry and get the next chapter out, but I will say I am finishing this story no matter how long it takes lol.

Enjoy.

Chapter 18: Sorrow

Charlie POV

Bella looked so beautiful in her little pink body suit, her white tutu and her ballet slippers. She had been practicing for nearly a week and with all the bruises and bandages still in tact she was standing there waiting for me to take her to the recital. I had to smile when she did because she lost another tooth last week and was sporting a mostly toothless grin.

"You look beautiful," Allison said with a smile. Bella's cheeks turned as red as a tomato. She always blushed when anyone gave her a compliment, especially Allison. It had taken her awhile to get used to the fact that I had a new wife, but once they hit it off they became very close.

"C'mon daddy lets go," she said with her wide grin and still red cheeks. "I don't want to be late."

We loaded up into the car and that's when everything changed.

"Help us! Please help us!" The girls called out to me. The faces of every girl he had killed were looking back at me pleading. Then just like every other time the shrill sound that came next was more than I could take.

"Daddy save me! Daddy please don't let him kill me!" Bella screamed as blood seeped from her body covering the floor. She was reaching for me…reaching and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get to her. The blood on the floor was too thick and I couldn't climb through it. I looked down and was submerged in blood clear up to my elbows. I tried reaching for her and just as I got hold of her fingers…he grabbed her around the waist and took her into the darkness.

"Isabella!" I scream as I awaken startled.

"Charlie…you okay?" Paul asked as he stared at me from the doorway.

I rubbed my face hoping to clear my head and let my heart slow. I had fallen asleep on the desk in the study again. The last three weeks had been the same. I would work until I fell asleep on my paperwork. I would have that fucking nightmare, and I'd wake up to Paul or Sam staring at me with concern on their face. It wasn't bad enough that sick son of a bitch Embry had been right under my nose the entire time, I searched for the fucker, but now he had my daughter too. What was he doing to my her? Was Isabella still alive? Was he torturing her and…oh I couldn't even think about the "and". What I could think about was getting her back and taking care of that bastard once and for all. As soon a s I found the sick fuck…and I would find him. I just had a feeling I was missing something, so I had resources, no one else around here knew about, working on the situation.

"Yeah…I'm good…any updates?" I asked standing up from the desk.

Paul looked at me knowing I was full of shit, but didn't pry and continued on with his report. "No news here…you have a message…some guy named Waylon wants you to call him says its urgent and…You said to let you know if he left again." Paul answered.

Paul was my best rogue agent. (Rogue because he had taken his vacation from the FBI to help me.) I had known him almost as long as I had known Sam. I brought Paul, my best friend Waylon (which they didn't know about), and a few others in as soon as Bella disappeared. I needed the best people on the case and they were the best. Paul had taken on responsibility as my informer and my eyes and ears. The "he" Paul was referring to was Edward who had been a drunken mess ever since the abduction. He had played two away games almost completely drunk, which made it a miracle they won either, but Edward had been thrown out from both before half time. Edward then went home and drank until he passed out or would stumble up into his "secret room" that I wasn't suppose to know about (which I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know what the fuck was in there). Lately, he has been going to that fucking whore house and doing only God knows what with those nasty ass bitches.

"What's his location?" I asked through gritted teeth already knowing the answer.

"The Iron Mask sir"

I clenched my hand into fists, "Get me the car and bring it around front" I growled.

Paul talked into his wrists as I holstered my guns and took off down the hallway. I'd have to deal with Edward once and for all. I had let it go far to long. I thought when he went completely ape shit at the Boutique would be enough especially since we had to restrain him and finally taser his ass because he wasn't going to calm down.

The way he had been deteriorating the last week, though, was nearly fatal to everyone around him. I knew the pain and anguish I was in must be less than his, but the things I'd watched him do had nearly killed me and I'd had quite enough.

This was the final straw. I had talked…no demanded…Edward respect my daughter and stop fucking around on her. I told him I'd let everything up to that day slide, as long as he stopped his bullshit. Obviously it was going to take more…much more…I would shoot that little prick and shove his dick up his ass. That should get the point across well enough. My daughter may be missing but he was not going to cheat on her and dishonor her while that sick bastard Embry had her!

I arrived at the Iron Mask and couldn't believe what I saw. Paul had told me about the place but I had no idea it was such an abomination. At first I thought I had the wrong place. Because it looked like it was an office building, on the outside. I went through the doors and…here inside…it most certainly wasn't any office building.

There was a man and a woman dressed very elegantly who greeted me as I walked in the door. After explaining to them I was Edwards head security guard, because I didn't want to use the "fuzz" angle knowing it probably wouldn't get me as far, I was led through another set of very secure doors. I nodded to the man and he returned to the greeting area. I looked down the hallway and had to hold back my anger.

The long hallway was black and red and the walls were lined with autographed photos of famous porn stars. I walked past different themed rooms everything from Asian shit to Hollywood shit, but the shit going on in these rooms made me sick. Fucking…people where fucking in the open…and doing only god knew what to each other with the shit in those rooms. I walked as fast as I could through that place before I started shooting the perverted fuckers. I got more pissed and angry thinking that Edward was this kind of sick bastard. I mean my daughter left one for the other and I didn't even realize. We would have to have a long talk, with my fists and his face, very soon. I walked right out of the kitchen and into the frying pan as I turned the corner.

A fucking dungeon what kind of sick shit was this boy into?

A tall figure came around another corner, a little further down the hall, and stopped. At first I thought it was one of the girls, because of the long black hair down to the middle of his back, but then I noticed the build.

The closer I got I could see this was someone very important. He was dressed in a black Armani suit, loafers and he was definitely packing. I had many years of experience to know when someone was hiding a gun.

Yup this guy was very important. Mob, mafia, drug lord…fuck he could be all three with the way this place looked.

"Mr. Swan…I'm Aro, this is my establishment. I've been informed you are Mr. Cullen's security. How can I be of service?" I extended my hand out, not so much as a friendly gesture, but if I was right about this man he was someone people respected, and I needed to be on his good side to get what I wanted.

Aro clasped his hand in mine. "There's a big game coming up and I need to keep an eye on our boy." I said. "He's been in the media so much I've got to make sure this" I gestured in the air with my hand, "doesn't get into the wrong hands."

I knew making it sound like I was here to protect Edward, instead of my true intentions, was probably a better idea. Fucking guys like this irritated me anyway. They always knew too much, because they have some shady shit on the side somewhere, so my job got very difficult if they thought otherwise. It used to be I could walk into anywhere and get what I wanted, but now because of the "privacy act" and "search and seizure" bullshit everyone wants a fucking warrant.

"Yes…something like my establishment being linked with Mr. Cullen is probably not good for his career," Aro said with a half grin.

"This could ruin his career…if the media were to get wind of it." I stated matter-of-factly as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"MMMM…why don't I show you to the security room." Aro said as he spun around and headed back the way he came. "it will make your observation much easier" I followed knowing this is exactly what I needed. I needed to get into the security room and find that little shit so I could beat his ass.

I was sure I would see more explicit shit as we walked, but to my surprise this area of the place was fairly normal. We walked through a couple doors that said employees only. From there we climbed up a flight of never ending stairs and then walked through another set of doors down a dark hallway. Offices, computers, fax machines and copiers, even a file room, which I bet had tighter security than the white house, and an HR room. We finally made it to a secure door with a small peep hole in it. Aro knocked and placed his mug in front of the peep hole. A few seconds later the door opened.

A huge ass motherfucker, that looked as big as a fucking truck, opened the door. He was dark headed and the muscle shirt he had on really showed how huge his arms were. This boy probably benched at least five or five fifty. The jeans he had on looked like they would rip at any second from how huge his leg muscles were and his eyes were hidden behind a black pair of shades. The "do not fuck with me" look emanated off him.

"Dimitri…this is Mr. Swan…He's Mr. Cullen's security guard please help him with whatever he needs." Aro said and then left us in the room together.

Dimitri just nodded and shut the door behind Aro. I wasn't getting out of this room without permission.

"This is some set up you got here." I said to Dimitri after taking in the room. There were over forty monitors around the room. A huge station underneath was covered in white, blue, red, and yellow buttons. It had so many gadgets and shit that it looked like it should be in the FBI computer center.

I waited, but Dimitri didn't say a word just stood by the door, arms across his chest.

"Not much of a talker are ya?" I smirked. He smiled a little but then went back to his stance so I turned my attention to the monitors. I looked at each one, but didn't linger, because the shit I was seeing was just not my cup of tea. The cameras were in every room in this fucking place. I saw faces and more faces as well as tits, cocks and ass. I even saw my own mug plastered on another monitor, which I was sure was linked to a private computer or some shit, but there was no sign of Edward.

"You're boss is definitely big on security isn't he?" I tapped the monitor with my face on it, and turned back around to Dimitri.

"He wants to make sure everyone is safe." He said as he took his shades off and placed them on his head.

No Aro wanted to make sure his business ran smoothly and anyone who fucked with him would end up taking a long vacation with Jimmy Hoffa.

"Obviously" I mumbled. "I don't see Edw…uh…Mr. Cullen on here can you bring him up for me?"

Dimitri rolled his eyes but walked over to the CIA master board and did his thing.

"There" He said pointing to the monitor right in the center.

"Thanks man," I said as I dropped my ass in the chair.

"No problem…gramps." He chuckled and walked back over to the door, put his shades back on his mug and resumed his position.

I got angry as I saw the objects around the room. There was shit even I wouldn't use on my worst enemy, but he was about to use it in ways I'm sure I would have nightmares about. I had to control my anger, and not rush out of here to kill him, as I watched the monitor of Edward in the room with the whore. Not only because he was here when my daughter was missing, but the things I was imagining…well I just stopped that thought. He was completely drunk, which I could tell as he swayed on the screen, and only god knew what he was about to do. By the looks of it, though, it was some freaky shit.

"Hey Dimitri you got some volume on this bitch?" I asked without turning around. I didn't hear him move, but he was reaching over the top of me instantly.

"I'll give you some privacy." Dimitri said as he heard what was happening and I heard the door seal shut. I leaned in closer to the monitor and my hands clenched into fists as I watched.

"Master I haven't seen you for a while," the whore said as she started to un-robe and I felt my jaw clench.

"Leave it on!" Edward demanded, which surprised us both, and she stopped instantly.

"You wish me to be clothed master?" She asked in confusion.

"Yes…slave I do."

Slave, master what kind of fucking shit was this?

"Okay master, where would you like me?"

Edward started shaking his head, "I don't want you anywhere slave. I want you to punish me." He said looking up with tears in his eyes and the whore, as well as myself, gasped.

Punish him.

This boy wasn't a sick freak, well not in the sense I thought, he was in complete anguish over Bella. He had circles under his eyes, his hair was a mess and he definitely hadn't been sleeping.

"Sire?"

Edward stood up and walked over to a wall that had canes, whips and some shit that looked like paddles. He grabbed a cane that looked like it could kill a bear.

"Take this and use it on me," he said as a tear ran down his cheek.

"But sire I shant do it. I can't-"

"You will and you will do it now slave! I deserve to be punished!"

"Why…why do you deserve it sir?" The woman asked with confusion like it was something completely new.

Edwards shoulders sagged and he dropped his head and I knew the answer before he spoke it, "Because I didn't protect her." He started to shake and that's when I realized he was crying as he stood there.

Crying because he was talking about my Isabella crying because he felt he needed to be beaten severely for losing her. I had him all wrong…well not about the sick part because this shit was definitely sick…but he wasn't here to fuck someone like I had seen in the rooms on my way in here. No he was here to seek redemption for letting my daughter get abducted. This I could not allow. He may have a side, which I did not and probably wouldn't ever understand, but he could no more protect her from the collector as he could stop a tornado.

"Dimitri!" I yelled and the door opened quickly. "Get me hear NOW!" I growled and tapped the screen.

We took off back the way we came. Seconds later we stopped in front of one of the dungeon doors.

"Open it!" I demanded.

"Sir?" Dimitri questioned.

"Open it now!" Dimitri shrugged but did as I asked. The door flew open just as the whore made contact with the cane on Edward and he screamed in anguish. I came through the door and stopped out of shock. Edward was bound to the ceiling and totally naked. His head sagged on his shoulders and his hair was a mess. He was definitely not eating by how far his ribs poked out and his color was off from the drinking.

"Again!" Edward yelled, but I had already took the cane out of the whore's hand.

"Get her out of here!" I growled to Dimitri and Edwards head snapped toward us. The agony on his face nearly stopped me in my tracks. He was suffering to the point of despair. I would never get the look of pure hatred and terror he had for himself out of my head anytime soon.

"No…" Edward yelled in anguish, "she needs to finish!" tears started rolling down his face.

"No son…she doesn't…you're punishing yourself enough." I sighed as Dimitri and the whore left.

"I didn't protect her Charlie…I'm so sorry." He said starting to shake again as the tears streamed down his face.

"Neither did I son." I swallowed the lump in my throat and undid the ties around his wrists. He sagged into my arms and I knew I was going to have to practically carry him out.

"Lets get you out of here kid." I said as I slid one of my arms around his back and under his arm so I could carry his weight better.

"I just want her back." He said looking at me with pain in his eyes. I grabbed a robe off the chair when we reached the door and through it around him.

"We're gonna get her back kid…I have a plan."

EPOV

Everyone had been feeling the strain of my mind fuck over these last few weeks. I just hadn't realized by how much until Charlie found me at the Iron Mask. I had been pushing myself too far. I wasn't practicing anymore with the team, eating had become non sequential, I would sleep only when my body would pass out from over exhaustion, I was not taking care of myself because I just didn't want to go on without her. Nothing could take my mind off of her, including football, and today's game was the worst so far.

The problem was I couldn't focus without her so I hadn't been playing, but as Charlie pointed out, (after he sobered my ass up and yelled at me for being such a stupid fuck, and told me never to mention a word about "that lifestyle" ever again to him) that I had a contract to fulfill, and couldn't flake out on any more of my responsibilities. Not only did it screw with my career, but Embry would be watching and would see he was getting what he wanted. He would see us giving up on ever finding Bella alive and giving Embry the chance to keep her.

Charlie had a plan, which he explained to me when we got home from the Iron mask, while dunking my ass in a tub of cold water. He had been searching effortlessly and had even pulled outside help, whatever that meant, and an old friend Waylon Forge had flown in immediately and secretly following the abduction and had been busting ass trying to find her.

So as my luck would have it, I was stuck playing football. We had ten minutes left before half time was over. My mind was nowhere near the field and we were getting our asses kicked hard by a shitty team. This Thanksgiving Day game couldn't be over fast enough. I was weak, for the first time ever, and I was useless at this point.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS?" Billy yelled as he walked in the door and threw his clipboard across the locker room. "You're getting your asses handed to you out there and from a fucking team you beat twice in pre-season! You need to pull your shit together this is fucking ridiculous!"

"Coach!" Mike protested.

"Don't "coach" me Newton. There is no excuse for this shit!" Billy grabbed a helmet off the shelf and threw it toward Mike missing him by inches.

"For fuck sakes…the cheerleaders could beat this team with their eyes closed so you better get your asses back out there and play the way you used to play…or I swear to fucking god I will put them in the game…they can't do any fucking worse than you pansy ass bitches are tonight!"

"Yes coach" everyone answered.

"Now get the fuck out there and do your God Damned best to turn this fucking game around and make it into the finals!" Billy growled and the team got up and started heading out the door. I just sat on the bench staring at my hands.

"Cullen you gonna return to the game?" Billy questioned, but I didn't look up.

He only had put me in the game because of Charlie. Charlie had told him it was pertinent that I play tonight, for Bella's sake, so Billy had agreed.

"Yeah coach just give me a minute."

Charlie walked into the locker room and Billy clapped him on the back as he left.

"Any leads?" I questioned Charlie.

"I always have leads" Charlie smiled.

I gave a half hearted smile.

Charlie walked over to me and sat down.

"Edward I know how hard these last weeks have been for me. Until the other night I couldn't have known how hard they have been for you…I didn't realize just how much you love my daughter."

"She's my life…Do-" I swallowed hard. "Do you think she's-"

"Still alive? Yeah son I can feel it. We'll find her." Charlie patted me on the back.

"How can you be so sure?" I looked at him trying not to cry.

"Because I know my daughter Edward and she loves you as well as many others around here…she will not go out without a fight. She has seen what losing a loved one to Embry can do… She will figure out what she has to do to stay alive and do it. Just to get back to you…and us. She'll know we're looking for her.

"How….how does she know we're looking for her and haven't given up? How do you know she hasn't given up hope, like I did?" I said an octave too high and looked up at Charlie who was smiling.

"With this" Charlie said as he held up a necklace.

"I don't understand," I felt my eyebrows pull together in confusion.

"I know she's still alive Edward, because we haven't found her dead yet" I flinched at his words, but he continued. "and with this-" He dropped the necklace in my hand, "she'll know we are not giving up…I bet a hundred to one Embry is making her watch this game trying to give her a royal mind fuck."

"And the necklace?" I questioned as I put it around my neck.

"It was her step-mothers."

"Stepmother?" I asked confused not realizing there was anyone besides Renae.

"Allison…my second wife…"

My eyes popped with shock.

"I didn't know" I said. Charlie smiled but continued.

"Yeah I figured kid." Charlie said standing up. We both knew time was ticking away and I needed to get onto the field. So as we walked he continued.

"Allison was a beautiful woman, who had moved down from the Macaw tribe a few years before, to hide from her abusive boyfriend. She had a son, who was ten at the time, she had to leave behind, because of the bastard. I think that's why she took such a liking to Bella."

I saw Charlie's hand clench and unclench out of the corner of my eye and as he grabbed my shoulder and turned me to face him I could see something had changed in his eyes.

"After Isabella's mom left me I was pretty fucked up. I drank a lot, focused solely on The Collector case and was pretty controlling. Allison worked at the diner and was really worried I would end up hurting Bella." I nodded in understanding and Charlie smiled. "Long story short…Allison saved me and Bella…I married her a year later. The necklace is hers" Charlie said as he let go of me and started walking again.

"Is she back in Washington?" I asked as I ducked my head under the archway to the field.

"Yeah…" He stopped because he was holding something back.

"Charlie whatever it is…please just tell me."

"The necklace will let Bella know we are looking for her, because Allison was wearing it the night the Collector Abducted her from the diner. Allison was the Collectors third victim"

I gasped "No kid it's okay….I'm good now…been a long time, but that's why I won't let him have my baby girl." he said through gritted teeth as he pushed me onto the field.

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