Mafia Princess

Chapter One-Hundred Fifty

Twilight...not mine (sigh).

Chapter 150

EPOV

Bella's surgery lasted over six hours. The DA was willing to allow Charlie time with Bella until she was settled in her room in the ICU before they carted him off to prison. I was livid. He couldn't even be there when she woke up. Agent Banner cuffed Charlie and led him away after the doctor gave him the prognosis of Bella's surgery and recovery. Charlie was completely broken as they dragged him away. It wasn't due to his pending incarceration, but the lack of time with Bella while she healed. She needed him now more than ever.

Emmett, being the closest relative, was now Bella's medical power of attorney until she woke up. She was in a medically induced coma due to the amount of trauma her body endured. He was lost on what to do and turned to me whenever the doctors informed him of a change in Bella's status. I wasn't much better, but I provided comfort for Em and was there for my girl. My Little One.

I was forced from the hospital three days after Bella's admittance. Alice pushed me into the shower and then dragged me to the debriefing room in the federal building in Portland. I gave my statement to visiting agent from Washington D.C. and was officially put on administrative leave. I wanted to hand in my badge, but I knew I'd have to testify against Aro, his goons and give a statement for Charlie. I had roughly six months of work to do before I could walk away from the bureau.

Back at the hospital, Emmett met me at the elevator of the ICU. "They moved bambina," he said, shoving me back into the lift. "I was just signing some paperwork. Since she's out of the woods, they moved her to telemetry. She's also breathing on her own."

"That's good," I said, smiling brightly.

"They're weaning her off the meds to keep her asleep and based off the movement on her brain scan or something, she's going to wake up soon," Emmett said. His eyes were torn and he was a nervous wreck. "I really wish Charlie was here."

"Me, too," I growled. I found my phone and I decided that I relied on my father too much. Yes, he had connections in the bureau, but I also had connections. "Let me see what I can do. I can't make any promises, but..."

Emmett grabbed my head, kissing my cheek loudly and sloppily. Ewww. "Don't go far. I may need you if Bella wakes up and goes ballistic," Emmett squealed, dancing out of the elevator and toward Bella's room. "She's in room 535 once you're done."

I nodded and sat down in the waiting area outside of the elevators. I dialed my contact at the bureau in Washington D.C. I roomed with him at Quantico. His cell phone rang and he picked it up really quickly. "I was waiting for your call, Cullen," he snorted.

"Robbie, you fucker," I growled, smiling at hearing his voice.

"Eh, I am what I am," he replied. "Let me guess...you're calling about the del Cigno case?"

"Bingo. We had a situation and the DA is being a douche about his agreement to incarceration," I said. "Part of the plea deal was as soon as the raid went down and Aro was in custody, Charlie del Cigno would go into federal custody. They didn't take into consideration his daughter who was abducted and tortured by the Volturi. She's in bad shape, man."

"How bad?" Robbie asked.

"She's going to make it but she was brutalized by these men, Rob," I frowned. "I walked in to the extraction just as they were going to rape this pour girl."

"He's already in custody?" Robbie sighed.

"Yep. I don't know the whole story, but the pictures I saw of her were brutal and when I got her from that room in the warehouse, she was fucked up," I groaned. "No one should have to go through that without family..."

"Fuck! You love this girl!" Robbie crowed.

"I do, Rob. I never expected it to happen and I find love with my mark who is five years younger than me and is now fifty-shades of bruised up," I deadpanned. "Help me out, man. Please? If you can't, direct me to someone who can."

"I'll try and hit up the deputy director," Robbie said. "You, my friend, need to call your professor from Harvard who taught your criminal law class. He's now a U.S. Attorney with a lot of power and influence. I know he had a soft spot for you since you're fucking brilliant and shit."

"Thanks, Robbie," I said, hanging up. My cell phone beeped as soon as I did. We're not talking a stay of his sentence, just some more time...Got me? –R

Crystal clear – E

I dialed Professor Battles from my favorite class at Harvard Law. I was on the phone with him for nearly an hour, explaining the situation as woodenly as possible. However, I worked the angle of him being a father to get him to give Charlie more time with Bella before he was thrown in jail for two years. To my own surprise, Professor Battles agreed to get Charlie some time but it would take a few days to get him back to Portland. Charlie would get a month and then be placed into the federal penitentiary in Sheridan, Oregon.

Robbie called me an hour later with the same information and explained that Charlie will be escorted by an armed agent at all times until he moved to his permanent home in Sheridan. I volunteered, but Banner denied my request. Instead, he allowed Jasper and Alice be his armed guards. As I walked to the room where Bella was healing, I felt lighter and like I had accomplished something.

Perhaps that something will help her forgive me.

A/N: We're switching POVs next chapter. The ten chapter deal isn't working for this situation. Pay attention to the top of the story. I'll post whose POV will be in each chapter. Again, I'm not an attorney or a doctor...just a teacher with an overactive imagination. I'll probably get some of the legal jargon wrong along with the medical knowledge, too.

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