If the Boughs Break, Blood Will Flow

Chapter Twenty- One ~ Blood Flowing Like a River

Edward stepped out of the interrogation room, wanting nothing more than to bring Royce back to life so he could make him suffer even more for what he had done to his Bella. He couldn't believe that Bella was in the hands of her crazy fanatic father. When Edward was looking for Bella after the wondrous night which changed his world for the better, he had gotten a detailed report on Charles Robert Swan. Fuck, he was in the mafia and nothing really affected him, yet reading what Charlie had done made Edward shiver. Charlie was one sick bastard whose views on women were medieval and barbaric.

"Edward, are you alright, son?" Carlisle asked as he wheeled himself out of the room.

Looking towards his father, he saw his brothers as well. He had to imagine that she was okay and get his ass to Forks. "Emmett, call the team and get them ready to leave in two hours. Make sure the guys who broke into the Swan's home to get Bella's grandmother's things are part of the team."

"Will do," Emmett replied as he pulled his phone out and began barking out orders.

"Jasper, you will be in charge until I get back," Edward stated in a cold, no-nonsense tone, turning toward his father. "You will get your revenge. I want Eleazar and Carmen picked up and brought here."

"Yes, Skipper," Jasper said.

"Hold them until I get back," Edward commanded. "Dad, do you feel up to making Eleazar pay?"

Carlisle looked up at his son. He had been working hard with his physical therapy, with hopes of getting out of this fucking wheelchair. Locking the wheels, he pulled his feet from the footplates, placing them on the floor. Grasping the arms of the chair, he pushed with all his might until he was standing on his own two feet. This was the first time his sons had seen him stand on his own since the shooting. By some miracle, over the last few months, he had begun to regain some feeling in his feet and legs. At first, it started as a strange tingling sensation in his feet, and then it traveled up his legs. Then yesterday morning, he woke up with something he hadn't had since the shooting, a fucking hard-on. He couldn't believe it and he couldn't wait to make love to his sexy wife, finally. She had been his rock throughout all the hardships since the shooting, and even stood by him after the loss of their sex life. He had made sure that she had received a release from his tongue or by using the toys he had purchased. Yet, he knew she missed the physical intimacy they had once shared. Carlisle hadn't told Esme of the new development, wanting to surprise her after Bella had been found and returned home.

"Dad," Jasper gasped, shocked that his father was standing. He never thought it would be possible.

"Bring me the fucker," Carlisle growled, his face full of determination.

Edward couldn't help but smile. His father was the strongest, most deadly man, he knew and he couldn't wait to see what he had in mind to make Eleazar pay. "Alright. I will leave the two of you in charge then."

"Skipper, wheels up in seventy-five minutes. The team is gearing up and will be loading the equipment they will need within the hour. I called Garrett and he is coming. He is also bringing Dr. O'Neill, just in case Bella needs her doctor."

Edward had not thought of that, yet it was a brilliant idea. He had no clue to what kind of conditions Bella had been exposed to. Damn, he couldn't think about her needing her doctor, though he was glad that Garrett had planned for all scenarios. "Jasper, I want Eleazar and Carmen picked up as quietly as possible. There is no need to alert his family if we can help it."

"What about his daughters?" Emmett asked.

"Fuck, I forgot about Kate and Tanya. Pick them up also and bring them here," Edward commanded.