Buying Love

Chapter Sixty-Five

Okay, so we're going to embark on a journey. A darker journey, one that will be around a different kind of Edward, a snarky, bossy Bella and a new Esme. It will be a drabble-ish type fic. The chapters will be between 1000 to 2000 words. Updates will come on Mondays and Fridays with teasers on Tuesdays and Saturdays on my blog. The link for the blog will be on my profile. The story is planned, but not pre-written.

Chapter Sixty-Five

EPOV

"Bella, please!" I sobbed, pressing my hands harder on her chest, trying to stop the bleeding. Chief Black ran in with Emmett, holding a med kit. "She just passed out. We have to save her!" Her pale skin was turning a sickly grey. She was losing too much blood.

"Son, you need to step back," Chief Black said softly. "We'll take care of your girl." He slid his hand under my hand and kept the pressure on it while Emmett cut open Bella's shirt. I fell back, leaning against the cot my mom was resting on, tears running down my cheeks as my reason for living lay bleeding out on the floor of this God-forsaken cabin.

"My sweet boy, don't cry," Mom whispered, her fingers running through my hair. "She is an angel and will be alright."

"How do you know?" I asked, turning to look at her. "Mom, she saved me. Saved us."

"That's why she'll be okay," Mom said, cupping my cheek. Her eyes were bright and clear; just like I'd remembered as a child before my father's death. "It's always darkest before dawn, my sweet child. I'm sorry that I was gone for so long."

"Mom?" I questioned, blinking at her. She looked like the woman that I remembered growing up. She smiled crookedly, reaching for me and enveloping me into an awkward hug. I clung to her, apologizing for my stupidity. She didn't say anything, just held me as I lost it all.

"Edward, we've got to go," Carlisle said. I turned and looked up at him. Behind him, Sam and Agent Dean were standing with a gurney chair for my mom. "Bella needs immediate surgery. We're driving back to the station and then taking the helicopter to Port Angeles."

I got up from the floor and helped my mom into the gurney chair. She looked at me, gripping my hand as we walked back through the thick underbrush to the waiting SUVs. Rose was in the ambulance with Bella as the paramedics locked her into place. "Go with her, Edward," Mom said, pushing me toward the ambulance. "I'll be fine with ..."

"No, I'm staying with you," I said stubbornly.

"Still so stubborn, just like your father," Mom chuckled. "Are we going to Port Angeles, too?" She looked at Agent Dean and Carlisle.

"We should get you checked out, too, Mrs. Masen," Carlisle said softly. "But, Agent Dean, Agent Williamson and Detective McCarty need to interrogate Esme, after she's received medical attention."

"Then, we'll be together soon, Edward. I'm certain that this nice man – what's your name?" she asked Carlisle.

"Carlisle Cullen," Carlisle replied, awkwardly shaking my mom's hand.

"Anyway, I'm certain that Carlisle can get me to Port Angeles," Mom smiled. Carlisle nodded, giving her a wink.

I kissed her cheek and ran to the ambulance. Rose gave me a snide look, but softened when she saw the blood on my clothes. She got up, giving me room to sit next to Bella. She was still deathly pale. Her mouth was concealed by a tube inside her mouth and her clothes were torn open. Her bruised and battered body was covered by a sheet, but I could see blood seeping through the thin white fabric. The doors closed to the ambulance and we rode down the mountain, to the curving highway below. Carefully but swiftly, we arrived at the police department.