Again, sorry for the writer's block! I just started my senior year of high school two weeks ago, so I've been getting used to that. But this chapter is another long one, so sorry for those of you who hate long chapters! :P Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush or any of its characters. All I own is Karen Knight and my other OC's.

We all went home that night, happy that Karen was okay. We came back around eight in the morning with 'Get Well Soon' balloons, flowers, and stuffed animals; she absolutely loved them, especially since I brought her a stuffed green monkey. We were all talking to her, watching her eat her breakfast of Honey Nut Cheerios, when two cops walked in.

"Karen Knight?" one of them said. He was a tall guy, with short dark hair and blue eyes. The other one was an African American man with a shaved head and a five o'clock shadow.

"Yes?" Karen said warily, sitting up. I gently grabbed her hand and squeezed.

"We need to talk to you about what happened last night," the short dark haired man said. "I'm Detective Christopher, and this is my partner, Detective Moore."

"What exactly do you need to know?"

"Everything that happened between you and Taylor yesterday." He took out a notepad and flipped it open, then pulled out a pencil. "What time did you go to his house?"

"Around noon," Karen replied.

"I'm gonna go talk to her doctor, get copies of her x-rays and reports," Detective Moore muttered, turning to Detective Christopher. And then he strode out the door.

"Okay, then what happened?" Detective Christopher continued. And Karen proceeded to tell him how Taylor got a phone call that he could take off his bandages, he wanted to celebrate, they went out to dinner, then the park, and he led her to the clearing, where he proposed to her, she said no, and he beat her.

"How long has Taylor been abusing you?"

"Since we started dating, so about six months," Karen whispered, squeezing my hand. I saw tears leaking out of her eyes, and I reached over and gently brushed them away with my thumb. She smiled gratefully at me, then looked back at Detective Christopher.

At that moment, Detective Moore walked back in, clutching an envelope.

"I got her records," he muttered. "We called his house, no answer. We had a car drive by and look, no one's home."

"Karen," Detective Christopher said, turning to her. "Do you still have Taylor's phone number?"

"Yeah, why?" Karen asked nervously.

"We need you to call Taylor and have him come here to see you," he explained. Karen's eyes widened in fear. "Now listen, just for a second. If you call Taylor and have him come here, we'll set you up with a wire so we can hear everything Taylor says to you. We'll all be hiding in the next room with our recording devices, listening. When the moment is right, we'll come in and arrest Taylor. You just need to keep him calm and talking as much as you can. The more we have on him, the better. Can you do that?" Everyone turned to look at Karen, who was biting her lip, thinking. Finally, she looked up and nodded.

"I'll do it," she whispered.

"Okay, we're gonna need to call in some extra units, just in case Taylor resists arrest. Once they get here, you'll need to call Taylor. Okay?" Karen nodded, and both detectives started making phone calls. After ten minutes, more uniformed police officers came in and hooked Karen up with a wire. We could hear more setting up next door. Detective Moore came in after everything was set up and handed Karen her cell phone.

"Call Taylor now, okay? Tell him you're sorry and you've changed your mind and you want to see him." Karen nodded and grabbed the phone, dialed, pressed speaker, and we heard the sound of the ringing phone. "Everyone be quiet, and don't make a sound, okay?" Everyone nodded, and we heard the sound of someone picking up.

"What do you want Karen?" Taylor asked gruffly. I felt my blood boil at the sound of his voice.

"Baby, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I know it was all my fault and you didn't mean to hurt me. I've changed my mind about your proposal. I want to see you. Will you please come see me?" Karen said quickly. There was a long silence. Finally Taylor spoke.

"Okay, I'll come see you. Where are you?"

"I'm at the hospital, room 612."

"Okay, I'll be there in five minutes. I love you."

"I love you too." And she hung up. She handed Detective Moore back the phone and pouted. "I can't stand him! I hate him!"

"Just stay calm and we'll have him arrested in less than twenty minutes," Detective Moore said, patting her knee. He stood up and gestured to everyone. "Now we all need to go into the next room so Taylor doesn't see us and run for it. Quickly now." Everyone ran out of the room, but I stayed by Karen's side. "Carlos, you need to leave."
"I promised her I wouldn't leave her," I explained, wrapping my arm around Karen's shoulder.

"Carlos, I'll be fine," Karen said, turning towards me, looking me in the eyes. "We're gonna get Taylor, and he's gonna go to jail. Then all the bad stuff will be over, I promise. Okay?" I bit my lip and slowly nodded. She gave me a quick kiss and gave e a little push. "Now go, before Taylor gets here." I jogged out of the room and into the next one, where there was recording equipment set up. Detective Moore followed me in the room, and I saw Detective Christopher, the guys, Katie, Renee, Miki, and Mrs. Knight standing together in a corner. We all stood around for a few minutes when I heard Karen speak.

"Taylor," she whispered.

"Hey Karen," I heard him say. I heard him kiss her and clenched my teeth.

"I'm so glad you're here."

"How are you doing?"

"Fine. I didn't tell the doctors anything. I told them you went to go do something, and I was attacked by a robber."

"Good girl. Now you said you changed your mind about the proposal?"

"I did. But first I just wanna know something."

"What?" He sounded angry.

"Why did you beat the crap out of me and leave me there to die?" She sounded pissed off. Taylor laughed menacingly.

"Because you're worthless. I beat you because you don't listen and you don't obey my orders. You were supposed to say yes that night, and because you didn't, you had to be punished. If you died, that was no skin off my back. I just know by marrying you, you'll have to listen to me the rest of you pathetic life because I would never give you a divorce no matter how many times you begged me. And no one will believe you if you tell them I hurt you, because I'm one of the most loved teens in Hollywood. They would all just hate you and love me more, saying I'm the victim and you're a horrible person. So are you going to marry me or not?" Karen didn't say anything. "I said," growled Taylor. "Are you gonna marry me?"

"Let go of me! You're hurting me!"

"Go! Now!" Detective Moore called, running out the door. Detective Christopher dashed after him, and I heard more running footsteps, meaning the other cops were coming out of their hiding place.

"Freeze Lautner!" I heard through the wall. I heard scuffling, screaming, and finally a thump.

"Taylor Lautner, you are under arrest for assaulting and abusing Karen Knight. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, the court will provide one for you. Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?" Detective Christopher said.

"Get off me!" Taylor yelled. I heard the zap of a taser gun and a thump.

"Take him out to the squad car," Detective Moore said. I ran out into the hallway with everybody and saw two uniformed officers dragging a dazed Taylor out the door. I ran into Karen's room and saw her crying and shaking on her bed.

"Baby, are you okay?" I cried, running over and hugging her. She buried her face in my chest and cried. I stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.

"It's okay baby, he's gone," I whispered. I stood up and let everyone else come over and hug her. She stopped crying and steadied her breathing as she hugged Kendall, then Katie, then Mrs. Knight. By the time she hugged the last of us, Miki, she had stopped crying completely and was breathing normally. She was even smiling.

"He's gone," she whispered. She grinned and laughed. "He's gone!" She pumped her fists in the air, laughing and smiling. I grinned as I saw her flail her arms around. I'd never seen her so happy.

"Now, we're going to question Taylor, and he'll have to go to trial, where you'll have to testify. But that won't be for a while, and we're pretty sure he's going to go away for a while. So don't worry. Everything's gonna be fine," Detective Moore said, smiling. The two detectives went to leave.

"Wait!" I called. They turned around and looked at me with raised eyebrows. I frowned and placed my hands by my sides. "Is the bad stuff over?" Everyone looked at me funny, then burst out laughing.

"Yes, Carlos, the bad stuff is over," Detective Christopher chuckled. They grinned at us, then left.

"Carlos, you're so cute," Karen giggled. I looked over at her, and she reached towards me with her arms, asking for a hug. I went over and gave her a big hug, then kissed her forehead.

"So….are we back together? Like officially?" I asked. Karen laughed and placed a hand on my cheek.

"Yes, we're back together. There's no one I'd rather be with than you, Carlitos." And with that, she kissed me full on the lips.