Cerrydwenn: Here's the next chapter! I hope you all like it. Thanks to the people who reviewed and favorited my story and all that. No one has voted on my poll and I would really like to know what you think should happen to Onora's baby. Please review, I enjoy them.

Onora's POV

"Can you tell us what's going on?" Carlisle gently asked me.

Since they're going to hate me anyway… "My step-father has been raping me since I moved here." I sobbed even harder, "And now I'm pregnant and he's going to kill me." I suddenly noticed that Rose, Edward, and Emmett had left. "I was right, you guys do hate me."

Esme came over to sit next to me, "We don't hate you sweetheart, we're just worried about you." She looked over at Carlisle who nodded.

"We need to get you to the hospital and conduct an exam," he said calmly and I pulled back. "There's no need to be alarmed Onora. I just need to gather evidence for the police so we can send your step-father to jail."

I jumped up, "No, no, no, we can't do that. He won't go to jail and then he'll lock me up and I'll never get away from him." I began to pace, "Can't you just forget everything I said. I'll be alright."

Carlisle shook his head, "I can't do that." He grabbed my shoulders and guided me back to the couch. I could feel waves of calm being forced on me and I gladly accepted them. "I am held by law to report any abuse and I care about you and don't want to see you hurt."

"Then just let me go home," I pleaded. "I can take care of myself. I'll be fine." I knew I wasn't fooling anyone since my voice was shaking so badly.

"We can keep you safe," Carlisle tried to reason with me, but my fear wasn't letting me see it. "And what about your baby?" Okay, that does it.

"I don't know what I want to do yet," I replied quietly and then I got angry, "I just found out I was pregnant five seconds ago! Forgive me for not processing information as fast as a vampire does." I leaped off the couch again and headed for the door, but Alice stopped me.

"Please Onora," she begged and it seemed she was crying, "We want to help. I'm so scared he's going to kill you." She grabbed my hand, "We won't let him get to you. I promise."

I lowered my head and nodded, "Let's go to the hospital." I waited a moment, "can you and Esme come with me?"

We drove to the hospital in Carlisle's Mercedes. Edward, Rose and Emmett hadn't even come out to say goodbye. Edward must think I'm disgusting. "What's going to happen?" I asked since the silence in the car was making me very uncomfortable.

I looked up when Carlisle began to answer and saw him looking back at me in the rearview mirror. "Well, I am going to conduct an exam to document the extent of any damage." He stopped as if waiting for an answer, but I remained quiet. "I'll call the police and we'll have charges brought against your step-father and then a CPS agent will determine the safest place for you."

"There won't be any need for a CPS agent," Esme said fiercely, "she's staying with us and it doesn't matter what any of you say about it."

"Yes Dear," Carlisle replied and winked at me in the rearview mirror.

I kept my eyes down as Alice led me into the hospital. I felt as if everyone was watching me and knew my secret. I was so ashamed and dirty. I started to think of some ways to kill myself when Alice turned toward me and hissed, "Don't even think about it." I nodded my head without taking my eyes from the ground. I kept forgetting that Alice could see the future.

Finally, we stopped and I looked up to find two cops and some lady in a suit waiting. Carlisle, who had been leading us down the winding hallways to this part of the hospital, knelt down in front of me and looked into my eyes. "Onora," he began slowly, "I've brought you to a part of the hospital that's not being used right now so we can have some privacy." He waited for me to reply, but I kept quiet. "The police are going to question you first since I want to give you a sedative while I do the exam, is that okay?" Again, another small nod. I didn't know why they were all doing this since I knew it wasn't going to work. My step-father was going to prove that nothing was wrong, the only people I thought cared about me were going to be sent away and I was going to be punished until the end of time. I let a shudder and whimper escape as I thought about spending even one more night in the basement.

Esme came up and put her arms around my shoulders, "It'll be okay Sweetheart; I'll be with you the whole time."

What she said made me feel better, "Let's get this over with. I just want to sleep." Carlisle took the lead again as we walked to a small room. He handed me a white hospital gown and then left, only Alice and Esme remained behind. I quickly changed and sat down on the bed as Esme opened the door to let the others in.

"Alice," I whispered, "why did Rose, Edward, and Emmett leave after I told you all my secret?"

Alice looked pensive and replied, "Rose and Edward were really upset about what you said. Emmett went to go and calm them down. Jasper is trying as well."

My suspicions were confirmed, "I knew no one could ever care for someone like me."

Alice shook her head, "No, it's nothing like that. Rose and Edward want to kill your step-father. They're also upset with themselves because they couldn't protect you."

Protect me? Why would anyone want to do that? Esme entered the room then followed by Carlisle, the police, and the lady in the suit. I let my eyes drift to the two cops. One was male with dark curly hair, and the other was a woman with long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. The male one began to step forward first, but the female one put an arm on his shoulder, stopping him.

"Hello Onora," she greeted and smiled, "I'm Officer Meyer." She took a step forward, "I just wanted to talk to you about a few things."

I shrugged my shoulders and looked away, "Then talk."

She reached my bed, "Dr. Cullen says that you've been raped by your step-father. Is that right?" I nodded, trying to hold back tears. "Can you tell us about it?"

I reached out and an icy cold hand grabbed mine, "A few weeks after I came to America, my step-father called me into his office for a talk…"

His smiles always made my stomach do flips. He had been very nice ever since I met him. Giving me a shoulder to cry on when I couldn't stand the grief anymore and being there when the nightmares woke me screaming at night. I wasn't really expecting to do what he did. When I entered the office he gestured for me to come closer and I easily complied.

"Now Onora," he began, "I can't hold myself back anymore." He grabbed roughly by the arms and pulled me closer and pressed his lips to mine. I groaned and tried to push away, but he slapped me across the face. "Well, a fighter," he smiled and I felt real fear. "I wasn't expecting that, but it could make it more fun."

He pushed to the ground and held my hands above my head as he used the other to lift up my blouse. I squirmed underneath him and he hit me again. He snarled as he used his free hand to yank my pants down. "I'm going to enjoy this." He then grabbed my thigh and plunged into me making me scream.

"…and then when he was done he left me on the floor and said…" I was sobbing by this point and hadn't realized I was holding onto Esme with a death grip. "He said that that was all I was good for." My sobs finally subsided and I let go of Esme with a whispered, "Sorry." I wiped the tears from my face and faced the cop once more. "After that it became a regular occurrence. I tried to fight him by hitting him with a plate, but I missed and he locked me in the basement where he had a cage and chains. It was so cold." I shivered remembering the last time I was left in there.

Officer Meyers put a supportive hand on my shoulder, "What about your mother?"

I scoffed, "Like she ever cared for me. She knew what was going on and when she wasn't drunk she was using me as a punching bag."

"Okay," the other cop spoke up, "we have enough for an arrest warrant." He faced the lady in the suit, "Miss Kiley, I leave this with you." With a nod to everyone in the room, he and Officer Meyers left.

Miss Kiley stepped forward, "Miss Wales I am Lisa Kiley, I'll be covering your case for the duration." She glanced from Esme to Carlisle, "I was told that you both wanted to take her in?" Esme nodded enthusiastically. "I'll just need you to sign some papers and I'll be routinely checking in to make sure she's doing okay."

"Of course," Carlisle said and grabbed the papers Miss Kiley handed him. He signed them all and handed them back. She left and I went back to staring at the ground.

"I'm sorry you had to hear all that," I said as I wiped more tears from my face.

"Don't worry about it," Carlisle reassured me. "I'm going to sedate you now for the exam and then we can go home. Alice called Jasper and he and the others have your room all set up. She ran home to see if she has anything you can borrow till we can get some clothes of your own." He walked over to a metal tray and picked up a metal syringe.

Home? My own room? Clothes of my own? "You don't have to do that," I told Esme. "I have clothes and stuff."

"I know," she said and kissed my cheek, "but Alice is convinced you need a whole new wardrobe."

I felt the sting of the needle and my vision began to blur. Then I blacked out completely.

Carlisle POV

We arrived back at the house and Onora and I lifted Onora out of the back seat. She stirred for a moment and then went right back to sleep.

"Poor dear," Esme commented as we walked to the house, "she's been through so much."

"At least she can get a good night's sleep tonight," I said and entered the house where Edward and the others were waiting anxiously. I shook my head at their questioning gazes. "You know I can't tell you anything." I headed for the stairs, "And don't try to read my mind either Edward." I carried Onora upstairs to her room and laid her down on the bed. She stirred again, but rolled over and began to sleep again. I pulled her shoes off easily and covered her up, "Sleep well." I waited a few minutes to make sure she would stay asleep and then walked downstairs.

"This is all over the news," Rosalie pointed to the TV where a man and a woman were being led out of a house by police.

"This just in," a reporter's voice filled the room, "Scott Nelson has been arrested on charges of raping his sixteen-year-old step-daughter Onora Wales." A picture of the red head flashed across the screen. "He has also been charged with neglect, child abuse, and imprisonment of a minor. His bail hearing is set for tomorrow morning. His wife, Elise Nelson, has also been arrested on the charges of child endangerment, accessory, and neglect." The report finally came on screen, "We will bring you continued updates on this horrendous situation as we get them."

I picked up the remote and turned off the television, "You guys really don't need to be watching this." I noticed Edward began to shake with anger, "Calm down son."

"Why should I be calm?" Edward shouted back. "All this time and that monster was hurting her like that."

"I told you we should have intervened earlier," Rose interjected, a bit smugly.

"Yes Rose," Edward replied through gritted teeth, "as you said all afternoon."

"And you were the one who kept saying we couldn't do anything," Rosalie accused Edward.

"Stop acting like children the both of you," Esme demanded. "We made mistakes, but right now that young girl needs us and you're all fighting like five-year-olds. How is that helping her?" Edward and Rose hung their heads in shame and both gave Esme a quick apology.

"The reporters will be here tomorrow morning," Alice revealed. "And you can bet that the students at school are going to give her a hard time."

"I hadn't thought of that," Esme glanced over at me worried. "Should we take her out of school and home school her?"

I smiled, of course Esme would think of Onora before about herself. "I don't know yet. We can't leave the state because there will most likely be a trial. We'll talk it over with her and see what she thinks."

"Alice, can you see anything about Onora?" Edward asked, a little desperate.

Alice shook her head, "It's still fuzzy. All I can see is what's happening around her, like the reporters or lawyers." She frowned, "They reporters will be here for a while."

"Yeah," Emmett yelled out, "I've been itching for a fight; even if it is with reporters."

We all turned to face the stairs when we heard someone laugh and saw Onora sitting on the last stair. And she was smiling.

Onora POV

I woke up starving and climbed out of bed. I took a second to look at my surroundings in what I guessed would be my room. The walls were a deep red with a lighter red trimming. The carpet was the same dark red as the walls. The bed was queen sized with a blue comforter that sat across from a larger cherry wood dresser. There were a few paintings on the walls, but it still felt empty to me. My stomach growled, reminding me of why I woke up and I made my way slowly downstairs.

"… like reporters or lawyers." I heard Alice say. "The reporters will be here for a while." I sat down on the last step and listened.

"Yeah," Emmett exclaimed, "I've been itching for a fight; Even if it is with reporters."

For some reason that made me laugh and suddenly everyone was looking at me. I stopped laughing, but I did smile. I was trying to be as normal as possible for their sakes.

"Oh, we didn't wake you did we dear?" Esme asked as she approached me.

I shook my head, "I got hungry. I was just coming down to find a snack or something."

"No, I'll get it," Esme called as she changed course to the kitchen. "I could whip up a pot of spaghetti in no time."

I opened my mouth to stop her, but Edward came up beside me and shook his head, "Don't stop her, she enjoys having someone to take care of." He brushed some of my hair away from my face, "And it's okay to act upset, we'll understand."

"You left though," I told him still able to get over it.

He closed his eyes and I wished I could see inside his mind. "I'm sorry," he said after a few minutes had passed. "I left because I was so angry with your step-father for hurting you and I didn't want you to see me like that. I want your life here to be peaceful."

I nodded, "Then can I ask you something? Can you stop referring to Scott has my step-father?" I had made that decision earlier. Now that my secret was out, I could distance myself from him.

"Well, Rosalie has come up with some good titles for him," Edward smiled, "like fester idiotic slime ball from the bowels of hell."

I let out a light chuckle, "That's a little long don't you think?"

His reply was to wrap his arms around my shoulders and kiss me on the forehead. Then he suddenly pulled back, "I'm sorry. That was too forward of me."

"Actually, I kind of liked it," I said, a bit embarrassed, as I leaned against his shoulder. "I feel safe with you Edward."

He picked me up and sat me down in his arms, "And I will keep you safe."

"Awww," Emmett popped up, "Eddie and Onora sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G…"

Roaslie grabbed Emmett by the hand, "Come on Emmett, let's go hunting and leave the two love birds alone."

"If they wanted to be alone they should get a room," Emmett yelled as he was left the house.