A/N: NEW STORY TIME! I haven't been on here in months! Well...what had happen was, my old laptop's hard drive was fried, had to wait to get a new one and when I went to get the data from my old laptop, found out it was all corrupted. Apart from two stories, I have jack, which is a little frustrating. I'll be doing some spring cleaning soon, but to make up for the fact that I haven't posted anything in a while, here is a new story. Enjoy!

WARNING: I cannot tell you enough, this story is going to be rough, mentions of child abuse, rape, etc and then some, only mentions. Of course there's going to be Super Protective of his child Carlos! and super protective Merry Men! I'll post the warnings in each chapter, should the need arrive.

Oh hey, mega unbetaed! Just letting you know that.

Disclaimer: The Character's are not mine, of course, they belong to Janet, so I'm making diddly squat on this, if they were mine, things would a whole lot different!

Enjoy!

Teddy Bears and Tears

Chapter 1

Papi Comes Home

Driving up the concrete driveway to his two story house was always Carlos Manoso's favorite thing to do. After a rough mission, or a bad meeting, it was nice to drive home to his family and forget about every issue that's on his plate. This past mission was rough, he had been off the grid for the past 8 months, on a hellish mission. He left his family and life behind on an almost suicidal mission. The moment he got back from the mission and was debriefed, he rented a car and made his way home. He would deal with life later on, for now, he wanted his family.

'Odd,' Carlos thought as he pulled into the garage, 'His wife's car was not in the garage, it's 3 in the morning, where could she be?'

That wasn't the only odd thing either, the house was dark, too dark, it was as though no one was living there. Carlos turned the car off, took out his bag and then walked over to the door that led into the mudroom of the house, unlocking the door and taking a step back in shock. It wasn't the view of the inside of the house, it was the smell. It was the smell of rotting food and the like all combined into one. It had Carlos on edge.

Carlos walked into the mudroom and turned on the lights, his eyes taking in the sight. Trash stacked high to ceiling went through the hallway that connected the mudroom to the living area of the house. Carlos walked into the kitchen and found that the kitchen was as bad as the mudroom. Dirty dishes were stacked on the counter, rotting food sat on the plates, trash was on the floor and other surfaces, it had Carlos reeling. Carlos felt a cold sweat break out, where was his wife and his child?! What happened here?! Carlos turned on the living room lights, walked past the mountain of trash and over to the side table, where a stack of mail stood, leaning dangerously to the side on the table. Carlos picked up a white envelope with the name of the school his child went to. Carlos opened the letter quickly and scanned over the letter.

'Sad to see your child go….was lovely and well behaved…good luck on homeschooling…..'

Carlos looked at the date on the letter and found that it had been dated a week after he left for his mission. Carlos placed the letter down and then made his way up the stairs. The master bedroom was empty, all his wife's clothes were gone anything she had, was missing. Carlos left the big bedroom and made his way down the hallway and stopped in front of a light blue door that had birds painted on it. Carlos tried to open the door, but found it locked. He looked down and found that not only had the doorknob had been changed to a lock that required a key, but there was a deadbolt lock was on it as well. Carlos frowned and then took out his picklock and unlocked the door with ease, before opening the door and entering the room. Unlike the rest of the house, the blue colored room was clean, and everything was in order. Carlos nearly sagged in relief at the sight of a tiny bundle lying on the white bed that resided in a corner of the room, the tiny bundle softly moving, which meant the bundle was alive and sleeping. Carlos walked over to the bundle of the bed and said, with a soft voice, "Bella, sweetie, it's me, Papi."

A low, pained whine filled the room and Carlos gently pulled down the blanket to reveal a small girl, lying on the bed, asleep, but was waking up quickly. Carlos turned on the side lamp saying, "Bella, wake up, it's Papi, I'm home, Bella can you tell me-"

Carlos paused, once his eyes were trained on his child's frame. Carlos felt weak at the sight before him. His child, who was no older than 5, lay in the bed, covered in a green nightgown and any exposed skin was covered in bruises and marks. Carlos gently turned his daughter on the bed and let out a sound, seeing her small face covered in bruises and mark, she had a split lip and both her eyes were blacken. Who did this to her, who hurt his child?!

"Heidi," Carlos whispered, gently shaking the girl's head, "Bella, Heidi, you need to wake up. Wake up, please."

The child stirred and opened her eyes, which were unfocused and trying to focus again. When amber eyes focused on Carlos, the girl let out a sound and whispered, "Papi…you're home…but, Papi, you're dead."

"I'm not dead, Heidi," Carlos said, running his hand over Heidi's hair, "No, I'm back from my mission, I went away for a long time, remember that's my job, right Bella."

"Mommy and Uncle Quinten told me that you died, a long time ago, Papi," Heidi whispered, looking up at her father, "You're dead…so that means I'm dead too…"

"No, I'm alive, I'm very much alive and right here, Bella," Carlos said, pulling Heidi into a hug, but pulled away when the girl let out a sound of pain, "Bella, your arm, it's broken, who did this?"

"Uncle Quinten got mad at me, because I wasn't a good girl," Heidi whispered, looking down, "I was mean to his friends."

"You don't have to say anything, Bella," Carlos said, gently lifting Heidi up from the bed, "It's alright, I'm here, you don't have to stay locked in this room."

Carlos gently kissed his child's forehead and then carried her out of the house, a house he would never step foot in, nor would he let Heidi step foot in, 8 months of hell for her, she would never feel this pain again. Carlos placed her in the back of the car and then climbed in, heading off to Rangeman Miami, the security company that he had set up a few years ago. He would go from there, healing his daughter and then inquiring about his wife and why his daughter looked the way she did.

There would be hell to pay.

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"My child has a what?!" Carlos asked, rage filling his body, "Brown, what did she say?!"

Carlos felt a strong hand on his shoulder and then he was pushed down on the couch that resided in the waiting area of the Miami Hospital for Children. Serious brown eyes looked down at him and Bobby Brown, Carlos's friend and doctor said, in a no nonsense voice, "Listen to her, Ranger, and don't do anything rash."

Carlos felt a tick in his jaw, before he turned to the doctor in front of him, a stern looking woman, with jet black hair and hawkish brown eyes. She gave Carlos a serious look and said, "Heidi has a multitude of old wounds, ranging from crudely healed bone fractures to burns. She shows severe signs of sexual abuse, there is scar tissue around her genitalia and rectum. And, like I said before, Mr. Manoso, she has a few STIs, pelvic inflammatory disease, chlamydia and syphilis. They are at the threshold of being in the advance stages, Mr. Manoso, if you hadn't brought her in, when you did, she would be facing a multitude of health problems. As it stands now, she has enough problems as it is. I reported her injuries to the proper authorities, there will be an open investigation into this."

"I hope you're not blaming me for this," Carlos growled, trying to stand up, "I would never harm my child in any way."

Bobby turned to the doctor and said, "Dr. Christine, Mr. Manoso has been gone for eight months, he works for the military, I assure you, he did not do this to his daughter, If need be, I will send the proper paperwork to the proper channels."

"I wasn't blaming Mr. Manoso here," Dr. Christine said, looking at the men, "The first thing Heidi told me, when she was awake was that her father didn't do this but she wouldn't tell me who."

"I think I know who," Carlos whispered, closing his eyes , "But why, is the question."

Bobby rested a hand on Carlos's shoulder before turning to the doctor again and asking, "What are the health problems Heidi has?"

"Extensive damage to her reproductive organs, she is going to have problems, when she reaches the age of menses, incontinence, the scar tissue along her rectum is going to make it hard for her to go to the bathroom, surgery will have to be done to make it easier for her, for now, she'll be in diapers. Heidi is going to have severe behavioral problems and learning problems, one of the STIs reached her brain and caused minor damage. She's going to have to have bones broken so they can be properly set and she's going to have to stay in bed for two to three months. We have her on potent anti-biotics and painkillers, she'll stay here for a week and then afterwards, she can go home to you, I recommend hiring a nurse, for the time being, because she's going to need 24/7 care."

Carlos nodded his head, looking at the floor. He heard Bobby say something to Dr. Chrsitine and then she was gone. Bobby sat down beside Carlos and said, "I'm hiring one of the best nurses in Miami, she'll make sure that-"

"We're not staying in Miami," Carlos said, looking up from the floor, "No, we'll go somewhere else, maybe Rangeman Boston, or Atlanta, I won't let her stay here and relive all that she went through."

"Tank's heading Rangeman Trenton, you could go there," Bobby said, "The core team's up there as well, and Ella would love Heidi too and it'll be far from Miami."

Carlos thought about it for a second and had to agree with Bobby, Rangeman Trenton would be good for both Heidi and him. They would turn over a new leaf, Carlos would stop taking missions and focus on raising and healing his child.

"Also, there is a wonderful child psychiatrist in that area, he'll do wonders for Heidi, I'll get his information for you."

Carlos nodded his head and then said, "I have Santos investigating Rangeman Miami, I want to know how this went unnoticed and where my wife is."

"I can't believe this shit," Bobby said, looking over to Carlos, "For 8 months, your child and wife go off the grid and no one blinks an eye, something fishy is going on here."

"Get a crew to take care of the house, we're not stepping foot in it again, I'll settle in the beach house," Carlos said, getting up from his seat and making his way to Heidi's hospital room, "If that woman shows up, which I doubt she will, find me first."

Carlos sat down in the sleeper chair the resided beside Heidi's hospital bed and took a good, long look at his child. Carlos gently ran a hand over Heidi's head, whispering softly to the girl. This would be good for Heidi, good for Heidi and good for him as well. He would do anything for Heidi, even kill.

And when it comes down to it, it looks like he might have to.

TBC….

So how was that for a beginning, I will update this one regularly, maybe once or twice a week, depending on my free time. Please leave a review, they're my crack!