I am so sorry guys! I didn't realize how sort this is.

Maggie's P.O.V.

We follow Father up the basement stairs and into the kitchen/dining room area. There are four buckets set up, two in the kitchen and two in the dining room.

"Alright children I want the floors, tables, counter, stove...everything scrubbed and spotless by the time I wake up from my nap." Father tells us and goes to lay down on the couch.

It has to be quickly because the floor is so big and I have timed Fathers naps to be only 45 minutes long before.

I go over to the bucket that is in the kitchen and take a rag out. I hand it to Grace and then get the other one out.

"Take this and wipe the island off, ok? I am going to wash the dishes. We have to be really quick about this or we won't get any food for today." I tell Gracey.

Grace nods and goes over to the kitchen island. She climbs onto a chair and begins to wipe it down. I turn back to the sink and start washing the plates and cups. Thankfully, there are only a few things in the sink. But then, I notice something. It is a little cup and I remember something. My Mama called it a Sippy cup. I used to drink out of one before Father took me away from my parents.

I finish washing the dishes and I wipe down the counter around it. I am still thinking about the Sippy cup. Could Father possibly have a little girl somewhere in the house?

I do not have time to think about anymore because I see Grace moving in the corner of my eye.

"Come on Mags, I need help cleaning the floor." She says. I nod and go over to help her. Suddenly I hear footsteps coming down some stairs. That is weird. I thought. Is there someone else here?

I look up and see a little girl. She has dirty blonde hair and big blue eyes. She is dressed in blue overalls and a white shirt. She looks to be the same age as the twins when Father bringed them here which was four years old.

The mystery girl looks at Father who is on the couch asleep. Then she looks as if she is going to wake him but then she turns and runs to me.

"Who are you?" She asks me.

"My name is Maggie, what's yours?"

"Aubrwee Elizabeth Colby." She says nodding.

"That's a very pretty name Aubree." Then I look at the clock and we have 22 minutes left. I take her hand and being her behind the island. "Are you gonna save me?" She asks, her big blue eyes pleading with me.

I make my mind up then and now that I will try my very best to get these girls out of this house. "I will. sweetheart. I'm going to get you away from that man forever, ok?" Aubree nods and sticks her thumb in her mouth, going silent.

Earlier in Aubree's room. Aubree's P.O.V.

My name is Aubrwee Elizabeth Colby. I am four years old. My favorite colors are purple and blue, and I love my Princess Aurora doll.

I know what you are thinking. Why in the world is a four-year-old up are 12:24 a.m.? Well that's cause every day I hear Daddy downstairs. He sounds like he is talking to someone but I never dare go and see.

Right now, I am sitting at my princess table coloring in a book. I have to stay up here and be a good little girl or my Daddy will punish me, when he finds out that I'm awake and not sleeping. Once I wanted a snack, so I tiptoed downstairs. I got to the last step and stopped. I stopped because I heard Daddy saying, "Get over here you little brat! I told you to have this room spotless and it is not. So now you are going to get what is coming to you!" I gasped. I never heard Daddy call anyone a brat before. And I never heard Daddy get so mad. Then I remembered; he started spanking me whenever I spilled something or knocked something over. I think my Daddy heard me, but I ran up the stairs and back into my room before he saw me.

Now I realize that I am really hungry, so I get up and tiptoe to the door. I peek out my door and don't hear anything so I walk out and down the stairs. I get to the living room and see Daddy. He's on the couch asleep. I walk over to and am going to wake him up, when I hear a noise from the kitchen. It's a girl. I go over to her and say,

"Who are you?" I ask her.

"My name is Maggie, what's yours?"

"Aubrwee Elizabeth Colby." I tell her nodding.

"That's a very pretty name Aubree." Then she looks away from me. She grabs my hand and takes me behind the island. "Are you gonna save me?" I ask her, my big blue eyes pleading. I am smarter than Daddy knows and suddenly realize these are the girls that was on the TV I saw when I accidently turned it on. That made Daddy very mad and he spanked me really hard after grabbing my arms and yelling at me.

Maggie's P.O.V.

I look to the twins and see that they almost have the entire table clean. They are behind in the cleaning today because they are both really tired. In the last few months, Father has got to where he likes to take us one by one into a room and handcuff to a wall. There he can keep us awake for two straight days and he has a camera that he uses to make sure we are staying awake and not drifting off to sleep. Anyways, Grace and me has finished the floor in the kitchen. We go over into the dining room and help the twins with the floor in there. With only 14 minutes left, we have gotten all the places cleaned. We now have to I can hear Father snoring on the couch, which means he's really asleep.

I look to Gracey and put my finger to my lip silently telling her and Little Jenny who was now looking my way to be quite.

I tiptoe over to the couch, grab the phone, and run back to the kitchen island, hiding behind it, the girls following me. I put my finger to my lip again and then slowly, knowing it makes noise, I dial 911. The phones times three time and then I hear...

So here's the second chapter. I left a bit of a cliffhanger there. What do you think will? Do you think Maggie will be able to get help, or will Father wake up before she can? Let me know.

And I had a reviewer asked about my Criminal Minds story. I'm still waiting for a few more ideas about what you all want the next chapter to be. Sooo...let me know about that and this story. Thanks to everyone that reviewed!