A/N: Ok everyone here you go. I want to put a very LARGE disclaimer on this chapter. It will get very intense very quickly. Like this whole story it will deal with child abuse, physical and sexual. Some chapters a bit more then others. If this is going to bother you, SKIP THE DREAM SEQUENCE THEN! I don't want a million reviews about how I should have warned you, you are warned!

Also I would as usual like to thank my Beta Jaspered01. She helped me out with some issues I was having in this chapter, thanks hon!

EmmettPOV:

I looked over at the man who is my father sleeping on the chair beside my bed. I don't know why but for some reason I trust him I know the others will eventually take their cues from me in regards to this. I am the oldest, even if it is by 8 minutes, so I naturally took on a leader type roll in our little 'family'. But I was tired and wanted someone else to take that role now.

I heard Charlie's whole conversation with the man, Peter, before Bella started screaming. I was very confused at first. I didn't understand. Was it ok for him to be with a man? Anytime Laurent was with us, making us do things, when he was done he would always beat us and tell us we were disgusting faggots. It's not like I liked men, I don't think, I just haven't ever given much thought to what I do like.

We were never around the opposite sex, or same sex for that matter, other than each other. They were my siblings so I didn't really see them that way. Although what I felt for James was not what I felt for Jasper or Bella, but I never really sat and thought about it. I could never get enough time to think about stuff. We always had to be on guard.

I was intrigued when I heard him talk about schooling. He mentioned this Peter staying home after hiring someone new at a shop and home schooling us to catch up. I didn't know what good it would do, for me at least, I'm such an idiot I don't think I could ever catch up or be normal. Normal. That made me wonder what it would have been like if we had had a 'normal' childhood.

The beginning wasn't horrible. Yeah we mostly fended for ourselves, but for the most part Renee ignored us. Though there were a few beatings here or there if we got in her way or annoyed her. But for the most part she left us be. It wasn't until she met Laurent and started in on the drugs that things really went down hill. We were nine when he moved in and we became a 'family'. One fucked up family if you ask me. We made the Firefly family look like the fucking Brady bunch!

I was just starting to think that my knee was hurting when the nurse came in and asked me how I was feeling. I told her I was in pain and she gave me a shot of some really good shit. I slowly felt myself slip into oblivion and I prayed that the demons would be kept at bay, as usual my prayers went unanswered.

"Where the fuck are you!" Laurent bellowed out. The four of us were holed up in mine and James' room trying to stay out of everyone's way. Laurent had some "business" associates over and we didn't want to be anywhere near them.

Bella was reading as usual. Ever since we had been pulled out of school she would try and find any and everything she could get her hands on to read. James, Jasper, and I were playing poker. Well our version of poker. We picked it up from watching Laurent and his buddies. We were eleven so we didn't know all the rules. But it worked for us.

We all froze when we heard the heavy footsteps on the stairs. Bella started shaking and tried to curl into an impossibly small ball, while the rest of us just turned toward the door waiting to see what would be coming through it this time.

The smile on Laurent's face as he crashed through the door was neither inviting nor comforting. In fact it made my stomach twist into a million knots.

"Why didn't you answer when I called?" His French, New Orleans accent was thick. I always wondered why he had it and James didn't. I also wondered why Laurent appeared to be black, or mixed at least, and James was as white as they came. I knew nothing about genetics or shit like that but whatever.

"Sssorryy…we didn't hehehear you." James stuttered out. He always stuttered when he was nervous or frightened. He was actually just under a year younger then us. We had just celebrated his eleventh birthday a month back, while the three of us had ours about nine months ago.

Before any of us could register what happened James was sprawled on the floor holding his cheek. I felt the furry build but quickly stomped it down. My temper would only get us in more trouble.

" Here take these." He gave me, Jasper, and James little blue pills. This isn't the first time he had given us some pill or another. It was the first time I have seen the little blue ones however and I had no idea what they were. "I want you all downstairs in 30 minutes. DO NOT make me come back up here to get you." With that he turned and slammed the door as he left.

"I don't like this." Jasper eyed the door Laurent had just disappeared through.

"What's to like? But why did you have to take them and I didn't?" Bella asked. That was something I couldn't answer.

"I have no idea. But Jasper is right something is different this time." Laurent never wanted us around when his 'associated' were visiting so why was tonight different.

"Well there's nothing we can do about it." I sat on the floor as we waited for the time to go down stairs to face whatever was in store for us tonight. After a few minutes I noticed something that had never happened before, it wasn't uncomfortable just….weird. I looked over and noticed Jasper started wiggling around a bit while looking down to his lap.

"What's wrong Jasper?" His eyes snapped up to mine looking alarmed.

"I have no idea." James cocked his head to the side looking curious at us.

"I feel weird." He explained. He pursed his lips and furrowed his brow in confusion.

"Me too." I agreed.

"What's that?" Bella asked pointing to where something was poking out at Jaspers jeans. Jasper blushed bright red and turned around quickly. I looked down to my own lap and notice I was in a similar state but had no idea why. What was happening to us?

"Emmett what's going on?" James asked he was also in the same predicament we were in, but I was at a loss. We hadn't been in school in three years and I knew nothing of our bodies and what was normal. I continued to notice that my private area was getting harder by the moment and it was starting to get uncomfortable.

"I don't know." I was so confused.

"We need to head down before we get in trouble." Bella said glancing at the clock. I just nodded and made my way to the door and down the stairs as best I could. Even walking was getting uncomfortable.

I rounded the corner to the living room and stopped dead in my tracts. There were about five men standing around the room. The unease I was feeling multiplied ten fold and I started to shake. Something was definitely not right. This was not going to be a good night.

The others fell in line next to me and I grabbed onto James' hand who took Jasper's who then took Bella's. We were hoping to draw strength and comfort from each other by this small connection.

"Well Laurent, you certainly do have a beautiful family." One of the men in the room came up to me and started stroking my cheek. I flinched back trying to get away but the man then fisted my hair and pulled me out of the line we had formed and flush to his body. I felt something hard poke in my stomach and almost lost my lunch. I didn't know what it was but I was pretty sure I didn't want to know.

I noticed that the other men had approached my siblings and they were all similar positions I was in. Except Bella, she had two men by her and I could tell she was shaking uncontrollably. She didn't like anyone near her.

"Please don't. Leave us alone." I pleaded to anyone who would hear but instead of releasing me the man that had a hold of me slid his hand down the front of my pants and grabbed my now very painful private part.

"I see you are ready to play." I don't know why but I was pretty sure he wasn't talking about cards. He started to move his hand over me and I didn't like it.

"Please stop, I don't think you're suppose to do that." I shouldn't have said anything before I knew what was happening I felt a fire in my stomach as the wind was knocked out of me.

"I will do whatever the hell I want! I paid for you and I will get my money's worth." I tried to fight the tears in my eyes as the pain subsided in my tummy.

"You are welcome to any of the rooms please just don't kill them." Laurent spoke up. I hadn't even noticed him in the room until now. Without any acknowledgement I was dragged away from the living room and up the stairs. I heard the click of the door to one of the bedrooms but didn't turn around. This man made me very uncomfortable.

"First I want to get a few things straight." The man said coming up behind me and pulling me to him wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his hand just above the waist band of my jeans. "My name is Alec, but you will address me as Sir. Do you understand." He breathed in my ear.

"Yes." I replied but must have said something wrong because he grabbed my hair and yanked it back hard.

"Yes, what?" Oh, opps.

"Yes sir." I corrected.

"Good boy." His hand went to the hem of my shirt and lifts it over my head. Once it was off his hand start exploring the expanse of my chest and I start to quiver, and not in a good way. I really don't think he is suppose to be doing this.

"Please stop sir, I don't like it." I begged hoping he would listen.

"Well, it really doesn't matter what you like. I paid for you and I am going to do what I please and if you knew what was good for you, you would be a good boy." His hands started to move lower and when he got to the top of my jeans he popped the button and lowered the zipper pulling my pants and boxers down at the same time.

I had to admit I felt some relief as my hard private part was no longer being pressed upon by the too tight hand me down jeans. His hand took my private area again and started moving up and down and I groan. This isn't suppose to feel good. What was wrong with me? I could feel his lips on my neck kissing, biting, and licking. After a few strokes he turns me around and forces me to my knees.

"Take off my pants." He commanded. My hands were shaking as I try to comply but I couldn't get them to work right they are shaking so badly. I felt the sting across my face before I even saw the movement and felt a trickle of blood roll down my cheek from the force of the hit.

"I won't tell you again." I managed to get the button and zipper down with my hands shaking and pushed them over his hips as they pooled on the floor. I looked up and was eye level with his 'special' area.

"Suck on it." He commanded. I was too shocked to do anything though. I was terrified. From what I remember at school when they would have the men in uniforms come in and do the talks, you weren't suppose to touch, or let anyone else touch, your special area. I started shaking my head but he yanked on my hair again and forced my head back before shoving his thing in my mouth.

"When I tell you to suck my cock you better do it!" He was thrusting his hips forward into my mouth. I kept gagging and had to on several occasions swallow the bile that rose in my throat. Tears were streaming freely down my face as I gagged and chocked on his too large for my mouth 'cock'. I never know that's what it was called.

After what felt like an eternity of him pushing himself into my mouth he pulled away from me completely and I was hoping it was over. Little did I know he was just starting. He lifted me off the ground and turned me around. I heard the click of something that sounded like a bottle of some kind but had no idea. He moved me so I was leaning over the end of the bed. I turned around to see what he was doing, still not sure what was happening, when he saw me looking he winked at me and smiled a stomach churning grin before thrusting his hips forward….

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I sat bolt right up in the bedpanting. I felt a hand on my shoulder and started to panic. Alec, where was he? Where was I? What was going on?

"Please no, no more." I started sobbing trying to back away from the foreign hand on my body.

"Shhh, son, relax. It was just a dream, calm down Emmett." The voice was calming and smooth. Nothing like Alec's or any of the countless others from the past. Something about that voice told me I could trust the speaker.

"What happened?" I asked coming back from the darkness that had taken over.

"I think you had a nightmare, or a memory. Do you want to talk about it?" I looked over at the man sitting next to my bed and everything came flooding back. Charlie, dad, mom and Laurent getting killed, the hospital. It was so much to take in, and I honestly didn't want to carry all of it alone anymore. I decided to step on a limb and open up a bit to Charlie. Not all of it, but maybe tell him about the dream. I mean obviously the doctors told him about our injuries, which I know are extensive and intimate in nature, so he wasn't totally oblivious to what happened. He was just lacking in the finer details.

So I told him about the dream. The first time we had to take the blue pills, the first time Alec stole my innocence, hearing the screams from the screams from the other rooms as my siblings endured the same fate. I let that whole night out, a purging of my inner demons so to speak. It felt good. Charlie didn't say anything he just listened. When I finally chanced a look at him I noticed so many emotions playing on his face and in his eye, which were glistening with tears he was fighting to keep at bay.

I looked down afraid that he was ashamed of me. I mean I didn't even really try to fight or protest or anything. I just let him do those things to me without a struggle.

"Son, look at me please." He pleaded as his voice started quivering a bit. I slowly raise my eyes to meet his. "What happened, what those men did to you was not your fault." He told me sternly. I shook my head at him.

"But I..I didn't even try to fight or anything the first time. I mean I just let him." I was breaking down again. What kind of coward was I. I let him do those things to me, to my brother and sister and James. I let them hurt us over and over.

"You were a child Emmett, scared and vulnerable. The people who were suppose to love and protect you played on your fears and manipulated you. You did nothing wrong." He grabbed my hand and squeezed. "Those men, they are the sick ones. They are the cowards who play on the weak and innocent. You did nothing wrong, you didn't do something bad to make them do it, you didn't want it. You were a child nothing about this situation is your fault." I could see the sincerity in his eyes. But if I didn't they why did my body respond the way it did?

"But if I didn't want it on some level then why did…why did…" I knew what I wanted to ask him but was too ashamed to get the words out.

"Why did you get hard? Why did your body have the reactions it did?" He asked catching on to what I needed to know. I nodded but looked away from him again. "You mentioned Laurent giving you a pill before you went to meet them, do you know what the pill looked like?" He asked. I was confused as to why that would matter. He gave us those pills every time he had people over.

"Ummmm, they were blue and diamond shaped. But he gave them to us all the time. Why does that matter?" He sighed and ran his hands through his hair.

"You haven't been in school since you were nine so I wouldn't expect you to know anything about your body's reactions to stimuli especially when you are given a performance enhancing drug." I didn't get it. He saw the confusion on my face. So he continued. "Your body has certain…ummm…reactions that are automatic. You can be forced to become aroused. Even if your mind is screaming no, your body can still react to what is being done to it. Also the pill you were given is something that is prescribed for men with erectile dysfunction. It helps them get aroused and stay that way. So your body literally had no choice but to react the way it did. Just because you may have gotten hard, or even had an orgasm while this was happening to you does not mean that you wanted it." Really? I mean could that be true?

"But they always told me that I wanted it. They said they could tell I wanted it because I was hard and ready for them." I know I should have been embarrassed talking about this with him but he was giving me answers I had been wanting for years.

"They lied to you. They used you and manipulated you and your body for their sick purposes. No one will ever use you or abuse you like that again. I won't let them!" I could hear the determination in his voice and I found myself hoping that he was right. It seemed like maybe everything I had been told up until now had been a lie. Is it possible that none of this was our fault? This was so much to take in.

"So what do you guys like to do for fun?" He asked and I was glad to be moving on to a different subject. I would need time to think over everything he had just told me.

"Well when we had free time Bella would always read or draw, she loves books and art. Jasper was always into music. He came across an old guitar once that Laurent had at one point and taught himself how to play. James draws and plays also." They were all so talented. Being able to pick up a guitar or a pencil and be able to teach yourself was something I always found amazing.

"Ok what about you? What do you like to do?" I pondered that for a minute I really didn't know what I liked.

"Well I think I used to like playing jokes on everyone, but I would get in trouble for making too much noise or too big a mess. I am pretty sure I liked sports. We would throw a ball around on occasion in the yard and I really liked doing that." On the very rare occasion we got out of the house we would mess around with a football and toss it to each other. It was always fun.

"Well maybe we can get you on a team once you all get settled in. I think you would be great at something like football or baseball." I smiled at him the first real smile I have had in I don't know how long. I really liked the idea of maybe getting to do something like that.

"That would be cool." I was curious about where we were going to move but didn't want to ask him and get him mad at me. Then again he didn't seem to get mad often so maybe I should chance it? "Can you tell me more about Forks and stuff." He nodded and sat back in his chair a bit.

"Forks is a really small town. We actually live on the outskirts. Our house is really close to the beach. Peter likes to surf as much as possible. If you would like I am sure he would teach you all." He must have notice my excitement when he mentioned surfing. I had never been but one time I saw a competition on TV and have been fascinated ever since.

"I wouldn't want to impose or anything." Though I really wanted to learn I didn't want to be a burden to my fathers partner. I didn't know how the other man would take to having teenagers in the house. I mean maybe they had never wanted children, they didn't have any together as far as I knew.

"You wouldn't be. I know that Peter would love very much to teach you, any of you, something that he loves." Charlie got a far away look on his face whenever he spoke about Peter and I could see the deep emotions in his eyes. Though I didn't know what those emotions were, they were not ones I had ever seen on anyone's face before Charlie.

"You and Peter don't have any children of your own?" I asked him.

"Oh, umm….no. We never really considered it. Adoption is a long and expensive process and a surrogate, that's someone who carries a baby for you, is also expensive and we didn't really feel like we were missing anything in our lives together to try and pursue it." So if they didn't want kids before why would they want them now?

"I know what you're thinking Emmett. It's different. We didn't know what we were missing until we found out we could have it. If that makes any sense. You are my children and once I got over the shock of learning I had kids I was never told about, I couldn't imagine you all not in my life anymore. Peter also, when I told him I had to come here you all you want to know what he said?" He asked me and I shook my head. He smiled at me, "He said 'Go get our kids and bring them home.'" He was practically beaming at me.

Could they really both want us? Could life really get better? Could we really live a happy and safe life not having to constantly look over our shoulders or wondering where the next punch was coming from? God I hope so. I am just so tired.

"Why don't you go back to sleep. I'm not going anywhere, you're safe." I didn't even have time to respond before I slipped back into slumber. This time the demons stayed away and I slept peacefully for the first time in months, no, years.

It had been three days and we would be leaving the hospital today. Bella was going to have to be on crutches for a few weeks until her pelvis healed up more, aside from the broken bones that still had to heal and bruises we were good to go.

We learned that we were going to be staying in a hotel for a few weeks until all the legal stuff with James was sorted out. I had to admit I was nervous about that. What if they wouldn't give them permission to leave the state with him? What if some long lost family member stepped forward to claim him? I could lose him. He was my best friend. I loved him, probably more then I should, but I don't want to think about the significance of that yet.

The last few days we had all gotten to know Charlie better and while the others were opening up to him a bit more they were still very guarded. Which I can't blame them for. Maybe I shouldn't be so trusting but I like to think I am a decent judge of character. I saw enough ass holes to be able to tell when someone had bad intentions, I think anyway. I guess time would tell about that.

We were all sitting around watching TV eating dinner while Charlie was on the phone in the adjoining room talking to his lawyer friend. The walls were pretty thin and we could hear most of the conversation, well Charlie's side anyway. I kind of felt bad about eavesdropping but I wanted to know what was going on with James.

"No Marcus, I understand that I really do…." He was sounding frustrated and I was getting nervous. We wouldn't survive without James. It wasn't possible.

"Uh huhh…well yes. Of course I would. I just don't want to betray their trust now that I am finally getting it." He was pacing the room, I could hear him walking back and forth.

"Marcus they have just been through so much I don't want to traumatize them anymore." There was silence for a long while this time.

"I know being a cop that I should want to find and prosecute the others that hurt my kids, but I won't do it at the expense of their mental wellbeing." Thank God for that. I never want to see any of those sick fucks ever again.

"Ok fine. From what Emmett has told me, which isn't a lot, they used to drug them with Viagra or some other performance enhancing drug when they were younger to get them to well you know. Their mother and her boyfriend used them to make money by selling them…." I didn't get to hear the rest of the conversation because the room was suddenly filled with raised voices.

"Emmett how could you?" Bella shrieked at me, didn't she understand that I was trying to help us.

"Bella please, they had to know. I know it's hard but, but I trust him." Ever since Charlie and I had had our little conversation and he told me about Peter I just, trusted him. Not a lot but enough to start to open up a bit. I was truly hoping he would help us.

"HOW COULD YOU?" She yelled again and I flinched back, she never yells at us.

"Bells, please, please don't yell." James was cowering behind me clenching my shirt in his fists. He hated when people raised their voices, even if it was one of us. Recognition crossed her face and she looked heartbroken.

"Oh, I am sorry, God I am so stupid." She fell to the ground curling into a ball mumbling about how dumb she was and how she was worthless. I made a move to pick her up but was halted. I was instantly on alert but decided to see how things played out.

Apparently Charlie had heard the commotion and came running. When he saw Bella crumpled on the floor he immediately stopped me from going to her and was by her side in a few seconds kneeling next to her. He was careful not to touch her but took it as a good sign when she didn't flinch as he got close.

"Princess, you are not stupid or worthless. You are worth something to me and your brothers. You mean the world to us, people make mistakes it's ok." He started stroking her hair like he did in the hospital the day she had her nightmare.

"I'm sorry please don't hurt me." She whimpered out curling into a tight ball. I could see the anguish on Charlie's face

"Princess, no one is ever going to hurt you again, shhh, baby girl, you're safe." He was cooing in her ear. What happened next was not something any of us would have anticipated. Bella suddenly launched herself into Charlie's arms. He looking astonished for a brief moment but recovered quickly holding her to him and rocking her back and forth.

After a while Bella's sobs stopped and as quickly as she had done it she removed herself from Charlie's hold.

"I'm sorry Emmet. I just…" She looked down at her feet hiding her face behind her hair. I extricated myself from Jasper and James and went over and pulled her into my arms.

"No, Bell's, I'm sorry. It wasn't my place to tell someone stuff without considering the rest of you." I stroked her hair as she buried her face in my chest. She was talking but I couldn't understand her because she was talking into my chest so I pulled away. "You're going to have to repeat that Bell's."

"I said: No you're right. We need to talk about this stuff, and I am starting to trust Charlie, I am. I was just shocked. It's going to take some time. But I shouldn't judge you if you need to talk about it with someone." I knew she was going to have a harder time opening up then the rest of us. Well her and James. They were both very internal, using their art to deal with stuff rather then talk about it. But at least she admitted to starting to trust Charlie that was a step. Jasper, while the most quite of all of us, would translate his emotions into his music. If you could get him to talk about his music you could learn a great deal about him.

"Well, kids, it's pretty late why don't we all get to bed. I have to go to court tomorrow and try and get this stuff sorted out for James to come home with us." We all said goodnight to Charlie as he went next door to the other room through the door that connected the two rooms. After we all brushed our teeth and cleaned up for bed we piled into the kind size bed the room held and huddled in the middle hoping that holding on to each other would keep the monsters away.

A/N: Laurent and James' relationship will be explained further in future chapters so if you are confused about it just hold tight. I know that was intense but it's the nature of the story thus far. Also I know it says Edward/Jasper and it will be trust me we just gotta work towards it! So enjoy the character development while you wait! LOL

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