Bound and United Chapter 6

Edward was never so happy to be moved from the hell hole of ICU to a normal room.  How the fuck was someone supposed to get better if they were woken up every thirty minutes by someone taking vitals, taking blood, or “just checking to see if you need something to help you sleep.”  Damn, were they all vampires or fucking zombies?  He had been told that Dr. Mallos had made arrangements for he and Seth to be discharged, and taken back to Seattle to finish their healing at home and was so fucking happy.  He felt sure that he would be able to heal faster in the bed he shared with Bella.  Oh, his sweet Bella, he wished he had the strength to get out of this fucking bed, and go look for her, but he couldn’t even go take a piss without almost collapsing from sheer exhaustion. How the hell was he going to be any good?  This plagued his dreams; he was the only one to save his precious Bella, but he couldn’t physically do it.  Her blood with be on his hands for all eternity.

Edward in Bed copy

He had finally gotten his cell phone back from the witches who said it would mess with his monitors, yeah, right, damn blood sucking witches from the depths of hell.   As soon as he had it back, he logged into the secured Coven account, but there was nothing listed about Bella or Elizabeth.  Why the fuck wasn’t there anything about Bella and Elizabeth?  Were they doing nothing?

Cell phone

Texting his father and Jasper, he demanded to know everything that was being done to find them.   His father told him that they were on their way to inform him of everything.  Why the fuck couldn’t he just text him, or fucking call him?  So, instead of knowing the details, he was sitting here eating this slop they called food.  What was it ?  According to the card, it was supposed to be beef stew, but there was nothing even close to beef in it, and why the fuck did they insist on serving green jello at every turn?  Was there some type of medicine in it?  Was that the reason it was green?  Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked Sean.


“Well, fucker, you are still looking like shit, well, shit with some color.”  Sean smirked.


“Asshole.”  Edward muttered, throwing the green jello at him, but missed Sean’s head by a few inches.


Sean walked over the bed, followed by Carlisle, Esme, and Jasper.  Esme leaned down, moved his hair from his forehead, and placed a kiss on the now cleared skin.  “How is my sweet boy?”


“MOM! Don’t say stuff like that.”  Edward whined.  He didn’t want to appear to be a Mama’s boy, even though he truly was.  He needed to be the big, bad mafia Don.


“Oh pish, posh.  You will always be my little boy.”  Esme said, placing one more kiss on his forehead.  Leaning back, she was elated to see that most of his color was back, and the light in his eyes were bright.  Her boy was on the mend.  Now, to get Bella back; she knew he would be fine.

“Edward, we have great news.”  Carlisle said.

“Please tell me you found her.  Is she okay?  Where is she?”  Edward demanded.

“Son, Alec found her.  She is being held by Roberto Cortez in his house in Belize.”

“Fuck, why the fuck did he take her?”  Edward asked, then, it hit him.  Roberto Cortez was the man that Sean had paid the Coven team to take out.  Had some type of leak caused Roberto to take Bella in retaliation?   Sitting up in the bed, and with a look of pure evil that would cause men to piss themselves, he roared.  “WHO THE FUCK LEAKED THE INFORMATION?”

“Edward, son calm down.”  Carlisle calmly said, hoping to defuse his son’s now rising blood pressure.  This much excitement was not good for him.

“CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN?  THE FUCK I WILL CALM DOWN!”  Edward yelled, flexing his hands into fists; he wanted to get his hands on the person who caused this.  He would choke the life out of them.

“Edward, I don’t think anyone leaked information.  Alec believes that this is somehow  connected to Aro.”  Carlisle calmly stated.

Edward couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  Fucking Aro was still causing problems.  Damn, he hoped that the Devil was having a grand ole time with him in hell.  “What do you mean?”  Edward said, calmer than before, but still on edge.

“Alec has footage of Aro going into a club owned by Roberto right before we captured him.  Alec researched back, and, with Michael’s help, found out that Aro was buying drugs from Roberto before you and Bella took over.  He was the main supplier for the Volturi family drugs.  However, after you and Bella took over, the agreement was cut, but Aro continued to contact Roberto.  We think he somehow made a deal with Roberto to take you out, and I am afraid Roberto has some type of sick attraction to Bella.”

“What the fuck do you mean sick attraction?”

“Jasper, pull up the pictures.”  Carlisle said looking back at Jasper.  Jasper pulled out the iPad, pulled up the images of Bella and Elizabeth in their 1950s dresses, and handed it over to Edward.

Edward looked at the screen, confused by how Bella and Elizabeth were dressed, but, as he scrolled to the next picture, the rage within him blew over.  On his loving, caring wife’s face was a very large bruise, her eyes had black circles around them, and her lip looked puffy.  Someone had struck her many times in the face.

Bella on IPAD

Slamming the iPad on the table, he pulled back the covers, and began to get up.  He was going to get her, and kill every motherfucker in that house.  As he placed his feet on the floor, he began to sway, the room began spinning, and sharp pains cut through his body; he reached out, and grabbed Carlisle’s arm to prevent him from falling on his face.

“Edward, lie back down, son.”  Carlisle pleaded.

“Dad, did you see her face?  They hit her, dad, and I can’t let her suffer anymore.”

“Son, I am going with the team.”  Carlisle stated, looking into Edward’s eyes.  “I will bring her back safe and sound, and I will make every one of those motherfuckers suffer so fucking much that they will beg for death to stop the pain.  No one touches my daughter, no one.”

Edward looked into his eyes, and knew that he meant every word.  Carlisle Cullen was one evil motherfucker, and he had witnessed on more than one occasion his handy work when someone made the mistake of messing with the family.  He also knew that he loved Bella like a daughter; she had him wrapped around her delicate pinky.

“Edward, I promise you that I will give my life to protect them.  Bella will back in your arms very soon.”  Sean proclaimed.

Edward laid back on the pillows, and took a moment to center himself.  He needed to be the leader that Bella and the family needed.  Taking a deep cleansing breath, even though it hurt like a motherfucker, he was ready to be informed of the plan.

“All right, what is the plan?”

“We already have a four men team on the ground; the first team is in the air now and our planes are ready for our take off in the early morning hours.  We have a plan to have someone infiltrate the house, and coordinate with the team outside.”

“I didn’t realize we had someone so close to Roberto.”  Edward asked, thinking back on the previous meetings; he could not remember anything along those lines.

“We don’t.  I am going in.”  Sean stated.

Edward looked at Sean like he had lost his mind.  Roberto knew Sean, and would not allow him into his home.  “Really, Sean?  I thought I was the only one on some serious drugs here.”

“Fucker, I am going to be wearing a disguise as a priest.”  Sean said, then proceeded to inform him of the plan.  Edward, at first, was not impressed, but as the plan was detailed out, he was on board.  It sounded like a strong plan; he could only hope that it worked out.  After the discussion, Carlisle and Jasper informed Edward about the other family business.  Carlisle and Michael had been running the family on the day to day business; thankfully, everything was running smoothly.

Dr. Mallos, who had been staying next to wall, ready to spring into action if needed,  stepped forward, and informed Edward that the arrangements had been made for he and Seth to leave first thing in the morning for Seattle to finish healing at home.  Nurses and physical therapists had been hired and were waiting to begin their duties.

Edward was excited about going home, and prayed that Bella would be joining him the next day.  He would be monitoring the rescue by images from the body cameras and sound from the rescue teams.  Even though he wouldn’t be there in body, he would be there in spirit.  Everyone soon left, then,  Edward closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.  His dreams were filled with being united with his heart and soul.


Bella and Elizabeth in their room, dressed their 1950s nightgowns.

“Elizabeth, do you wonder why, in the 1950s, the men and women slept in separate twin beds when the women were dressed in these nightgowns?  I mean, as much as I hate being here, I am really digging these nightgowns, and I know Edward would really get a kick out of them.”  Bella joked, holding out the sheer fabric of the white plunging neckline gown.

night gown

“I think Sean would like them also.”  Elizabeth giggled; she was dressed in a similar gown, but in a light mint green.  She walked over to the window, and stared out into the dark night.  “Bella, keep an eye out.”

Mint Green Nightgown

Elizabeth hoped that the security team was watching as she opened and closed the blinds in morse code that they were fine, and waiting for an rescue.  After a few minutes a short message was sent.  “Padre O’Leary.”

Elizabeth left the blinds open, and turned back to Bella.  “Hey, girl, will you brush my hair?”  Elizabeth asked as she sat down at the vanity, holding up the brush.

“Of course.”  Bella said, taking the brush and began to brush through Elizabeth’s long red locks.

“We got a message.”  Elizabeth whispered.

Bella smiled in the mirror and nodded her slightly.

“Padre O’Leary.”  Elizabeth said quietly, being careful not to be too loud or move her lips too much.

Bella was so confused.  Padre O’Leary.  What did that mean?  Padre O’Leary?  Then it hit her.  Roberto was supposed to have the priest from the local church to come to do their interview, so this must mean that Sean was going to be taking the place of the priest.  But, how the hell was he going to pull that off?  She finished brushing Elizabeth’s hair, leaned over to place the brush on the table, and whispered in Elizabeth’s ear.  “Sean is going to be the priest that comes tomorrow.”

Elizabeth whipped her head around, and just looked at Bella with a very confused expression.  There was no way in hell Sean could just waltz into Roberto’s home dressed like a priest, and not be recognized by Roberto.  Damn him, trying to be the hero.  He was going to get himself killed.  Standing up, she went back toward the window, but, before she reached it, Roberto walked into the room.

“Oh, my darling, don’t you look beautiful?”  Roberto cooed, taking in his Bella in her nightgown.  He couldn’t wait for them to be married, and he could make her his.  He had dreamt every night of pounding his dick into that hot, wet pussy as he sucked on her breasts.   He had purchased a hospital grade breast pump, and, as soon as they were married, she would begin pumping her breast every three hours until her milk came in.  He would be also sucking on her nipples during sex, which he planned on doing at least three times a day.  The first few months she would limited to the amount of time she was out of his bedroom.  Once the milk came in, he would be feeding off this nectar several times a day.  If he was going to be gone, she would be required to pump extra milk, so he could take it with him.


Bella saw how intently Roberto was staring at her breasts, so she closed the sheer housecoat around them.  It covered them at least a little.  “Good evening.”  Bella said with a fake smile on her face.

“I hope you are well, and finding everything to your liking?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Wonderful, I just wanted to let you know that the priest will be here tomorrow afternoon, and, Elizabeth, my cousin will be here tomorrow evening to collect you.”  Robert said.

“Thank you for letting me know.”  Elizabeth said sweetly, trying her best not to walk over, and beat the hell out of Roberto.  Fuck, he was getting on her last good nerve.  She didn’t know how much more of this shit she could take before she broke down, and killed the motherfucker with her bare hands.

“I will leave you to go to bed.  Tomorrow is going to be a busy day.  Make sure you wear something pretty for the priest, my love.  We need to make a good impression.”

“Of course.  Do you have anything in mind?”  Bella asked.

“Hmm, wear the teal dress with the white trim.  I will make sure I am wearing one of my best suits.”

“I am sure we will be just fine tomorrow, I have a feeling we are going to have an unforgettable interview.”  Bella said, hoping he words would be true  if the team pulled this off whatever they were planning.

Roberto stepped forward, and leaned in for a kiss, but Bella, once again, placed her hand over her lips.  “Roberto, I am still not feeling well, and I don’t want to throw up on you again.”

“Oh.  I am going to go call a doctor, and see if we can get you something.”  Roberto said, thinking about who he could call.

Bella didn’t want anyone else coming to the compound, and possibly bring in more guards.  “No, Roberto, I am sure that, in a few days, I will be all better.  Just need to let it work out of my system.”  Then, it hit her, maybe she could get one of his guards in trouble.  “I just wish Carlos had not used so much to knock me out, and then used more even after I was tied up.”

Roberto was mad.  He didn’t realize that Carlos had used more than the original dose.  Now his sweet Bella was ill because he had gone overboard with the chloroform.  He was going to pay for that, and pay dearly.  “My love, I will take care of it.  Goodnight, and I am looking forward to tomorrow.  Our first step to becoming husband and wife.”  He turned, and walked out of the room.  Pulling out his phone, he texted Carlos to meet him out back.

Roberto walked into his office, grabbed his gun, and placed it in his pocket of his jacket.  Leaving his office, he walked outside and around to the back of the house, then was met by Carlos.

“Boss, good evening.”

“Carlos.”  Roberto quipped.

“I was about to come see you.  I wanted to talk to you about leaving the door of the girls’ bedroom unlocked.  I don’t think that is a good idea.”

“Really?  It has been unlocked for over a day now, and not once have they attempted to leave the room without me.”

“But, Roberto, Bella was Edward Cullen’s wife.  Don’t you think it is strange that she is acting like he never existed?”

Roberto had had enough.  He reared back, and threw a strong right hand to Carlos’ jaw, cause him to fall to the ground.  “You know nothing about my lovely Bella.  I asked you out here to find out why you used more chloroform on the girls once they were tied up?”

“I needed them to be quiet.”  Carlos answered, confused as to why Roberto seemed to be so upset, holding his aching jaw.  As he began to get back up, Roberto placed his foot on his chest.

“Well, because of you gave them so much, I can’t kiss my love’s lips because she is still sick because of it, you motherfucker.”  Roberto seethed, and pulled out his gun.  “I won’t have someone undermining me, and causing harm to my soon to be wife.”

Roberto fired his gun, hitting Carlos between the eyes.  Blood pooled on the ground under his head, and Roberto smiled at the sight.  Looking down at his foot that was still on Carlos’s chest, he saw that it had blood on his Corthay Arca shoes.

Roberto Shoes

Fuck, he liked those.  Pulling out his phone, he texted the guards, telling them to take care of carcass in the backyard, and then walked back in the house to get a nice cold drink, and think about fucking Bella.

Bella and Elizabeth had heard voices outside their window; when they peaked out, they saw Roberto shoot and kill Carlos.  “Fuck, Bella.”  Elizabeth whispered.  “He just shot him, and didn’t blink an eye.”


“I know, but at least we are now down one more guard, which should help the team.”  Bella answered.

“Damn, girl, I am so fucking happy we are on the same side.  Let’s finish getting ready for bed, because I have a feeling tomorrow is going to take a lot out of us.”

“God, I hope so.  I miss Edward so bad.”  Bella turning to walk to the bathroom and as she did, she brushed up against Elizabeth breasts.

“Fuck, Bella, that hurt.”  Elizabeth said, grabbing her breasts.


“What are you talking about?”

“My tits hurt.”

“Elizabeth, are you sure you are not pregnant also?”  Bella asked, because tender breasts were a sign of pregnancy.

Elizabeth stopped, and began to think about the last time she had a period.  Was it last month or the month before?  No, she couldn’t be pregnant; she and Sean had always used protection.  “Bella, there is no way.”

“Elizabeth, have you and Sean had sex?”

“Well, yes.”

“Did he cum?”  Bella smirked.

“BELLA!!” Elizabeth whisper-yelled, and blushed brightly.  “Yes.”

“Well, honey, there is a very good chance that you are.”

“But we used protection.”  Elizabeth said.

“Haven’t you heard the only true protection against pregnancy is abstinence? Seeing how Sean is around you, I am sure that is not an option.”  Bella giggled.

“Bella, do you think I am?”  Elizabeth nervously asked.  What was she going to do if she was?

“I am not sure, but you have thrown up, you can’t remember your last period, and your breasts are tender; all signs lead to you being pregnant.”  Bella said, looking at her friend; she could see she was scared.  “Elizabeth, if you are, Sean O’Leary is going to be over the moon.  You know what the best thing about it is?”

“No, what?”

“Our children will be the same age, and will grow up together; I feel sure they will be best friends.”

Elizabeth wrapped her arms around Bella, and hugged her tight.  Bella may, technically,  be her boss, but, over the last few months, they had become closer, and she loved her like a sister.  “That is a nice thought.”

“Come, let’s get to bed; I have a good feeling about tomorrow.”  Bella said, hoping that this would be the last night she would be away from Edward.  She had tried not to think about how the last thing she’d heard about him was that he wasn’t breathing, because, in her heart, she knew he was alive and doing everything in his power to get her back. She would do everything she could to get to him safe and share the news about their baby.  Tomorrow would be one more step toward the future, and no one was going to stand in her way.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Roberto is so going to get the last rites from Padre O’Leary


  2. L Gulley says:

    I always thought both of them were pregnant. No I can’t wait for them to be rescued


  3. Sher Cullen says:

    Awesome chapter. I love the pictures that you include, they really help with the story. Thank you for writing this amazing story. I can’t wait for more. 🙂 ❤


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