Heyy! Sorry if anythings wrong or just jammbled up, I wrote this at like 1am! BTW I don't know one thing about the law, so if i'm getting anything wrong, I'm sorry!

And again, reviews please! Good or bad!

Everyone was a tad worried that the police were outside the Anderson condo. But no one was as worried as Layla. She knew that was it. She knew her parents had sent them and she had to go home. She had to return to the prison that is the Anderson Mansion. Finally Layla had found a place where people loved her and saw her. It was only less then 24 hours but Layla could just smell home at Aunt Lynn's. She couldn't go back.

"Yes, she's here, officer." Aunt Lynn said. Aunt Lynn's hand started shaking. She tried her best to stop it. She flung it behind her back, trying to be brave and hide it. The last time this happened was three years ago, but they didn't take Blaine. He told the police he was hit by his father and they concluded that it was best he was there. Blaine didn't have to go home. She knew it would all be different with Layla. Layla was all Presley and Noelle had left, and she was Cecelia's twin. They had lost her and they'd never lose the next closest thing.

"Now, Miss Anderson," The officer walked up to her and bent down to her height. He looked sincere, but she knew he didn't know squat about her life," I'm Officer Brett Danbury. Your parents specifically told me that if you come willingly with me back to your home, we can avoid any trouble and there will be no charges, but if you say no, I'll be forced to take you under the custody of Ohio state until we sort this all out. Now, I'd suggest you just go home, if you don't mid me saying."

"Officer Danbury," Layla said, beginning to shake, and not being sure exactly what she was saying, "Excuse me, but, I'd rather stay in a rat-infested orphanage then to go back there."

"Layla, go back home and we'll talk to our parents, just go home it's best!" Blaine protested.

"Blaine! No! I can't. I can't stand being there another minute. You know what it's like, Blaine, you were there once. What if dad hits me like he did to you? What if mom comes home drunk like that again? What else will she tell me? I'll be stuck there, and I can't do it anymore, Blaine. I can't raise myself or rely on the cleaning lady to say goodbye to be in the morning or the chef to teach me how to cook instead of my parents. So no, I'd rather be the states daughter."

"Layla, we'll figure this all out, I promise. Officer, is there any way she can stay here at least one more night?" Aunt Lynn asked, now crying.

Officer Danbury was obviously new at this job. His eyes were beginning to glisten and he circled his brain for anything that could keep this girl here another night. He knew laws inside out and had spent the last few years learning them and living them. He became a cop to help people, but what he was doing was hurting this girl. It was almost sickening to think of. The rules think they're saving this girl when it doing the opposite. But then he got it. Well, He hoped so.

"Wait… you said hit? Is there history of violence in your household?" Officer Danbury asked.

"Well..kinda…" Layla started, but was interrupted by Blaine,

"Yes, my father hit me three years ago and that's why I live here, I'm her brother."

"Okay, because of that, I'll have to make some calls. You could be in danger." he said, hoping they got the hint that even though it was three years since her father last struck at anyone, she was in 'danger.' "And who are you?" He asked pointing to Kurt, trying to make sure they still knew of his authority.

"I…I'm his boyfriend." Kurt said, scared. He had been in utter shock since he saw the Police officer first in the doorway. Kurt had never been in the middle of a crime before. If this was a crime. He didn't know if they'd all be arrested for just being there or what. This was all getting a bit scary for him, Kurt wasn't one to react well to the unexpected.

"Okay, I'll just go out to the car and make a call, and I'll be back as soon as I can. No one can leave here until then, okay?" Officer Danbury left and everyone was shaking in their boots.

"Aunt Lynn, this can't be it. I can't go." Layla said, and then burst into a loud wailing cry.

"Layla, you listen to me, don't worry, Officer Danbury's doing his best to let you stay here a little longer. We'll talk to your parents and a lawyer tomorrow and figure it all out. This is all a big mess, but I've done it before and I have no problem doing it again." Aunt Lynn comforted her, grabbing her into a big hug.

"Kurt, I'm so sorry about all this, you shouldn't be in the middle of it, I'd tell you nows a good time to leave, but you can't. I hope this doesn't ruin us." Blaine said, with a frown.

"Blaine, things get messy in everyone's life. It's not my feelings you need to worry about, it's your sister's. A police hold up might be a deal breaker for other people, but oddly enough, it makes me want you more!" Kurt whispered to him. Blaine smiled, a smile Kurt knew meant 'I love you' and walked to Layla, pulling her into a big tight hug.

"Blaine, what happens now?" Layla asked, through sobs.

"I wish I knew…" He told her, unsure of what lied ahead.