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DJ6 (Carlisle POV)

"Got a fresh one for ya, Dr. C," James' voice called to me. I sighed and saved the information I'd stored about Sub 5429 and picked up my stethoscope.

"Whatever did you do to this one…" I held in the gasp as I saw the shock of reddish-bronze hair. No…oh, God, no. Please don't let it be him… "Who-who do you have here?" I managed.

"Some dumb fuck named Masen. He acted like a fucktard and we had to straighten his ass out, didn't we, Dee?"

Demetri grinned. "Well, he's been straightened out now," he said. "He won't be screwing around, fucking shit up anymore."

James laughed and slapped Demetri on the back. "Well, there ya go, Doc. We'll get out of your hair and let you get to takin' care of him."

My eyes narrowed at their backs and I sighed as I looked at the bruised, bloodied body of my son. "Oh, Edward…what have they done to you now?"

I swallowed back the bile that threatened to rise in my throat and assessed him as quickly as I could. He was covered in abrasions and the bruising was already forming. He had cuts all over his face from where someone's ring tore through his skin when they punched him, and I honestly wasn't sure I wanted to look farther down his body. But, as a physician, I had to put the fact that I had doctored his scraped knees as a child to the side and get myself in hand.

A probe over the bruising on his shoulder showed me that it had been dislocated, while the other looked to be wrenched horribly. He wouldn't be able to move his arms without pain for weeks if not months.

He had one…two…three…four broken ribs and all the rest were violently bruised. I had the feeling he had been kicked by Demetri's boots. Demetri and Felix, because they were in fact Aro's sons by birth, were allowed a few more luxuries than the other doms besides just their very nice housing. They were allowed out of the compound more frequently, and they were also free to wear whatever clothing they would like when they weren't with a sub. One of the things both brothers liked was their boots. They were industrial strength work boots with steel toes…perfect for breaking ribs.

They had used them on Edward before. I'd treated him when they first brought him in, and again after Chelsea and Jane's torture, though, he hadn't known it was I that treated him. I wanted to keep myself out of his knowledge for as long as possible. I had never dreamed they would take him, that Aro would set his sadistic eyes on my other son. I'd always known Emmett enjoyed this lifestyle. After all, that was how I came to know Aro.

I never blamed Emmett for what he did. It was my fault Royce died in the first place. We had always taught Emmett to protect women. I just hadn't known he enjoyed doing…those things with them in the first place.

I sighed again. Emmett. He'd gotten in way over his head with this whole thing. Just because he was taken with Aro's daughter, Rosalie, and she with him, was why he came and went so frequently here.

That led to other questions. Would they let him see his brother? Should I tell him that Edward is here? I had heard all about how worried Alice was. Indeed, Esme was terrified that Edward was dead somewhere. Perhaps it would be better to keep his whereabouts a secret, for now. Esme doesn't know what I do, only that I am helping others and that I have to stay out of the limelight, and I am only allowed to see her a few times a year, but it is enough for us until I can get out from under Aro's thumb.

I moved from my musings and back to Edward's wounds. I would need help. He wasn't bleeding massively, but he did have quite a few wounds and I was terrified to turn him over. I knew what James and Demetri were capable of. Both were evil, even more so than Aro, or maybe it was just that they weren't as smart as Aro in their evilness.

Demetri wasn't, that much was for sure. He might be one of the head dom's, but he pretty much went along with what James said. If James ever got his black cloak of authority, no one would be safe. Aro knows it, that's why he's not promoted him yet, he can't be trusted. Aro may hurt the men, but he was easier on the women. James was the opposite. If he had hurt Edward horribly, it was nothing compared to what he would do to a woman.

That reminded me…I went and dialed down to the sub coordinator. "Gianna, I need sub 3894, Bella, if you would."

"Got another rough job, Doctor?" Gianna asked with a little laugh. I only ever needed assistance when it came to surgery or mopping up a particularly bad beating.

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

"She is with Master Aro and his guests, but I will see she comes up as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Gianna, dear," I said smoothly. A little honey worked far better than vinegar.

She let out a giggle and I heard the line disconnect.

I blew out another breath as I twirled my wedding band around my finger. Oh, dearest Esme, if only you knew what I've had to do in this place. Would you ever forgive me? I don't think you would. I had been brought in as the doctor for Aro's fold, working first at Maria's, and then here, but I had been expected to perform as a sub; not only to Aro, but to others as well. And now my sons were both involved. I was certainly not up for the 'Father of the Year' award, was I?

The first thing I did was give Edward a large dose of painkillers. Once I had put in the IV and gotten the meds, along with some fluids started, I went to work examining the rest of him.

Just as I had feared, he had been…violated and that angered me. This should not happen. Surely, he would have been a sub whether he wanted it or not, but it didn't have to be this violent. The tissues were torn and I would have to watch the recovery very closely. As it was, there was some stitching required and that sickened me further.

I was finishing up the anal stitches when Bella walked in. She gasped and dashed to the bed, forgetting herself in my personal space, as she often did. Here, she was free to be herself, at least while not in the presence of any of the other doms.

"Doctor Carlisle! What happened to him?"

I grimaced. "James and Demetri," I said simply.

"Oh, God. I knew it would be bad…but…are you sure it was them?"

I nodded. "Definitely. Why?"

"I was afraid…I mean, he couldn't have changed that much…I mean…well, I guess he has, but…"

My eyebrow rose. "Bella, love, you're rambling."

She blushed crimson and I smiled. "It's alright, my sweet. You're safe and free to do so in my lone presence, you know this."

She nodded. "If not for you, Dr. C, I wouldn't have made it here. You and Jazzy…" her voice caught on his name.

Yes, poor Jasper. He suffered a horrible fate. It hadn't been discussed in depth, but from what I could gather; James killed him in a fit of jealous rage due to the fact that Jasper was Aro's favorite.

"Will-will Edward be alright?" she asked softly.

I nodded. "Given time, yes. Physically, in any case. Mentally…"

Her eyes grew wide. We had both seen how mental stability affected a person's well being in this place. If you weren't on your game, so to speak, you wouldn't make it out of here alive. Jasper was a prime example of that fact.

"Does he stand a chance?" she managed.

I bit the inside of my cheek before I answered. "Edward is a very stubborn person, Bella. I think that if he wants to survive, if he wants to make it out of here, like you do, like I do, then, yes, I think he'll be fine."

"And if he gives up?"

"They'll kill him," I told her flatly.

She gasped again and the tears poured from her eyes. "Focus, Bella. I need Nurse Swan here with me now, not some girl with a crush."

She looked at me with now-dead eyes. "What is the point of having a crush, Doctor C? I'll be sold to the highest bidder anyway. I can only hope that my…friends find their way out of his hellhole."

I looked at her and nodded. I could only hope for the same thing.

~*~

After we finished patching Edward up, I went to Aro to give him a report. He was sitting on that God-awful throne of his on the raised stone dais in the middle of the room. I noticed that thankfully, his brother's thrones were empty, and that a lone female sub was giving Aro a manicure.

"Sir," I said, bowing low.

"Carlisle. How is my newest pet?"

I clamped down my rage, but only just. "Barely able to function as a sub, my lord," I told him truthfully. "His injuries are extensive."

Aro nodded and steepled his hands together. "James and Demetri went a bit far, yes. They have both been dealt with."

Not in the way I would wish for them to be 'dealt with', I thought bitterly. But I bowed my head toward him and remained quiet.

"What exactly are his injuries, Carlisle?"

I took in a deep breath. "Dislocated right shoulder, badly wrenched left one, multiple broken and fractured ribs, numerous bruises and abrasions, and…he was violated without your consent, sir."

Aro's careful façade dropped for just an instant as rage swept over him, but he covered it and nodded. "I see. And will he be fit for…active duty anytime soon?"

That fucking… "No, sir, he will not. The…damage inflicted will render him useless for a good few weeks."

"And how long will he need to stay in the medical wing to recuperate?"

Weeks, months, years, as long as he can stay the fuck away from you… "He should be fine to go back to the kennels in a week if he heals as he should. He will need additional medications; iron, antibiotics, pain meds…"

"He will not have pain meds for very long, Carlisle."

"But, sir…" I started.

He held up a hand, silencing me. "You dare argue with me, sub?"

So…this is the game we were going to play. I dropped down to my knees. If I had to take it for Edward, I would. "No, sir," I said softly, looking at the floor. "I am merely here as your physician, that is all."

"Perhaps if you are arguing with me, you need a lesson in whom you belong to. Do you think that would be fair, Carlisle?"

I didn't respond. This was a battle we'd fought before. Aro won, every time. Because the fact of the matter is, I allowed Royce King to die under my care. And in doing so, even though it was in a round-about way, saving Aro's daughter's life, I am being punished for killing one of Aro's doms. And I will continue to be punished until Aro deems the punishment sufficient, which, even I know will not be any time soon.

"Strip," he commanded me.

I stood and stripped down naked before him. It had once been degrading to be taken this way. Now…now it was tolerable. Now it was almost…

"You are beautiful," he whispered as I knelt before him again. I shut my eyes, but heard him stand from his chair and walk toward me.

"I had once thought you one of my crown jewels. You are a glorious addition to my crown, Carlisle." His hand ghosted over me. First my head, and then lower, down my back.

"Stand," he commanded and I stood. "I think I shall take you over my throne, remind you of who and what you are, Carlisle. You are not my equal. You are not above my laws. You merely have more schooling than my other subs. You are useful to me, but you are not my only sub. I can get a million other doctors, Carlisle. I can manipulate them and use them and keep them here by force, just like I do you."

I shivered as I bent over the cold wooden arm of his chair and felt his hand on my ass. "You are expendable," he said as his cock ran up and down, teasing me, torturing me with knowing what was to come.

I braced myself even as I loosened my muscles, preparing for the attack. I felt his left hand clamp onto my shoulder and I gritted my teeth. My eyes wedged shut as his voice blew in my ear; "I will have your son, Carlisle. He will be MINE."

I held in the cry as he thrust into me hard and I breathed through my nose as the pain began to subside. His hand reached around me and he pumped me until I was fully hard. "Yessss," he hissed. "You enjoy me marking you as mine, don't you, my little whore? You like me fucking you. You like that I do something for you your perfect little wife would never dream of doing, don't you?"

I swallowed as my thoughts turned to my Esme. My wonderful, beautiful, perfect, should never be exposed to this sort of thing, Esme. I would one day get out of here. I would one day kill this man. I would see that my family was restored back to what it had been. I would, I would, I would.

~*~

I returned to my office, wincing with each step. Aro pushed and he pushed and he didn't stop until I was begging for release, just like he always did. He didn't stop until he had one of his other subs suck me off and have me come. It would have been better had he left me suffering, hard and in pain. I deserved that. I didn't deserve to get any enjoyment out of it, and I think that was why he did it, because he knew I would be more tortured if I did achieve release.

I walked toward Edward's cubical and heard soft singing. I had left Bella there watching over him. After mine and Aro's…tryst, I had implored him to allow Bella to come any time she was not in use to assist me as she was the only other person in our compound that knew about drawing up and administering IV drugs.

I smiled as I thought of Bella. She was such a sweet person. I think, had Aro not existed, she and Edward would have made a good match. She was calm enough to help him through his sullens, and stubborn enough to bust his chops if need be. But they were killing that part of her. I'd seen the fire die out of her eyes slowly. It wouldn't be long, she was right, before she would be sold. Her training was almost over and then if she thought this was bad…I could only imagine what some of the buyers did to their subs.

I went back to my office and had just slipped on my lab coat when I heard, "Oh, Edward! You're awake! Doctor C!"

I paused, wondering what to do. Should I go and see my son? Should I just give Bella the necessary information to care for him? Should I keep my existence here a secret?

I waited to hear what they were saying. "What happened?" Edward asked.

Bella sighed. "James and Demetri didn't think you were punished enough. They've both been reprimanded."

Well, that was one way of putting it, I thought wryly.

Edward snorted sarcastically. "I don't see them here in the medical ward. They must not have gotten more than a slap on the wrist."

"They both got their privileges taken away and punishments," I heard her say. Hmm…the child's ears hear more than Aro thinks. I'd best keep that information to myself.

I heard Edward sniffle and Bella said, "I can only imagine how much that must have hurt, Edward. You were very brave."

"They raped me, Bella. And the sick fucks didn't even do it with…" My heart went out to him. Oh, son, I'm sure that isn't the worst they will do to you before it is over. I'm so sorry, my child.

"What about you?" Edward asked. "How are you?"

"Me?" she asked in surprise.

"Yeah. Jacob…uh…"

Who is Jacob? And what does he have to do with any of this? I shook my head and walked toward his cubical. "So, how is our patient, Bella?" I asked.

Edward's mouth fell open and I watched him wince before he asked, "Dad?!"

Bella blinked and she looked from me to him, me to him. "Dad? Doctor Carlisle is your dad?"

"It's a long story," I said softly, looking at my son as I answered.

"You'd better tell me right the fuck now as to why you are here, father."

Ouch. Well, that was to be expected. "Edward…you need to rest right now."

He shook his head adamantly. "No. I need to know what the fuck is going on!"

"Edward, calm down. Don't make me give you a sedative."

"Maybe you should! Maybe I can go back to sleep and this whole fucking thing will be an awful nightmare! Dad! You…you left us! You left Mom. You…"

"Edward, you don't understand," I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Look, let's focus on getting you better, and then I'll explain everything I know."

"No, you'll do it now," he said sharply.

"Stubborn," I commented.

He nodded. "Yeah, I am."

I blew out a breath. "Okay, then, you get the full story."