Vaughn had returned and it was probably the happiest day of my life. He was back on the island and not hurt as bad as I had feared. He had spent a lot of time together the next couple days till he told me he needed to speak to me on a few things. I was ready to listen to anything and everything he was willing to say till he finished speaking of what he had done. He told me he was the reason my father found us.

He explained her was friends with Tanaka for about 10 years when he started his job transporting animals; when he was only 18 making him 10 years older then me. He explained on his last time at the Valley he went to the bar for one last drink and some advice because of a very important problem he was having. He told Tanaka about the me, and how I was helping to build up the islands and how he never knew that sharing this Tanaka would cause such a thing to happen.

Vaughn looked to me with eyes begging forgiveness for his mistake, be in very unintentional. I looked to him and shook my head unable to even speak to him. When he tried to comfort me I pulled away and told him to leave. When he tried to plead his case to make me understand I only yelled and demanded he leave and never return to the farm again. He pleaded more as I pushed him hard to the door before I slapped him so hard it knocked the hat off his head. He went silent and still. He looked to me with hard eyes. He grabbed his hat from the floor and then left I watched him leave before I finally collapsed to my knees crying.

The only thing going through my head was that he betrayed me, he was the reason that man found and hurt me again. I stayed their unable to move till Mark finally returned and picked me up from the door way and back in to the house where I told him what happened. He stayed with me and comforted me till I fell asleep that night. The next day he didn't push me to get up he only brought me breakfast and asked me to come out when I was ready. I never left my room, I never touched the food he brought me.

The Fall was coming to an end in little over a week and I still never left my room to do anything but shower. Mark was finally getting worried enough to call for help. He had the island's visiting doctor come and check me out only to find I was slightly dehydrated and needed to eat. He gave me an IV in hopes it would give me a little boost to eat. I heard him leave and mumble to Mark a few things before he was gone. I saw Mark walk in to my room and look down to me upset.

"This is enough Chelsea. You will get up and eat." He snapped.

"I am not hungry" I rolled over away from him

"You haven't eaten in almost four days, this is enough. Your pity party is done. You will get up!" he grabbed my blankets and pulled them away from me. "Get up, now."

"I don't want to." I tried to grab the blankets only to not have enough strength to pull them back.

"I said now." his voice got rather dark making me freeze and look to him. "I do not care if Vaughn upset you but tell you what he did. I don't care if you think your world is over, but there are people that rely on you and I to make this farm work."

"But, Vaughn told him where we were." I grabbed my pillow pulling it close as a new bought of tears came. "Just leave me alone, I don't wanna be here any more."

"Fine, stay in bed and wither away. See if I care!" Mark yelled and stormed out. I heard the front door slam as I let my tears loose again.

Third person POV

Mark stormed from the house and down the hill. He was going to beat the hell out of the damn Cowboy whether he was hurt or not. He was holding back figuring Chelsea would bounce back from her tantrum and forgive him but four days of not eating was enough to send him off. He growled as he pushed the door open to Mirabell's as he looked to Julia behind the counter.

"Where is Vaughn?" He barked at her making her jump back in surprise.

"In his room. Why What is wrong?" She asked a bit concerned

"He is what's wrong." Mark stormed passed her. "I am going to put my foot through his skull."

"No NO!" She chased after him as he stormed down the hall like a man on a mission for revenge. "Don't bother him!"

"Leave me be!" Mark spat throwing the door open and stepping in to find Vaughn sitting at a small table poking at his hat.

Vaughn looked over to Mark and just stared at him before looking back to his hat. Mark stormed over and grabbed Vaughn on either side of his shirt pulling him up to his feet. Mark spun and then slammed Vaughn in to his dresser. Mark fumed as he reared back to punch Vaughn and beat him down only to have Julia grab his arm.

"Let him go!" She cried out. "It's not his fault!"

"What do you know!" Mark growled pulling his arm from her. "Because of him Chelsea hasn't eaten in four days and refuses to get out of bed!"

"Chelsea..." Vaughn spoke softly looking out his window as he had a clear view up to the farm before his eyes grew hard. He turned his look to Mark and punched him square in the jaw not holding back as he growled.

"Huh?" Mark turned back to face Vaughn just in time to take the hit to his jaw and stumble back letting him go.

Vaughn moved quickly to Mark swinging once more at him. The second swing made contact with Mark's cheek knocking him to the floor. Vaughn stepped to move closer only to wince and grab his chest falling back in to his dresser then sliding to the floor. He growled as Julia rushed over and tried to calm him down before looking back to Mark frowning.

"Get out of here!" She snapped making Mark actually listen and leave shutting the door.

"Mark." Mirabell was in the hall with a sad face as Mark rushed out. "Come let' s get you some ice."

"What is wrong with him?" Mark frowned as he followed holding his throbbing jaw. "I never seen him like that."

"Your sister is what is wrong with him." Mirabell frowned handing him some ice.

"What do you mean? He was the one that hurt her!" Mark was going right in to defensive mode.

"I know what happened." Mirabell sat down. "He screwed up like every person does but didn't know till it was too late to fix the problem. He went to Chelsea to tell her cause he was guilty. Vaughn doesn't handle guilt and secrets well. So he told her what happened. Hoping she would understand like she has in the past"

"Yea and she demanded he leave and never return." Mark frowned holding the ice to his jaw. "And when he left she has been in her room and hasn't eaten in four days. He broke her heart"

"But did you not consider she hurt him? Did you know she was the only person, let alone woman, that got so close to him" Mirabell pulled an envelope from her apron placing it on the table sliding it to Mark. "This is how much she hurt him. She shattered his heart"

Mark reached over pulling the envelope closer and opened it frowning. He carefully flipped it and gave it a little shake as thin blue strands came out followed by a mangled blue quill. Mark lifted it up and tried to smooth it a bit as he narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew what it was but he didn't want to believe that it was what he thought.

"What is this? Or rather what was this?" Mark looked to Mirabell.

"That is a blue feather. I am sure you know the meaning behind it. As the tradition where you are from is the same were he is." Mirabell frowned slightly. "Now you see."

"Shit, and I thought he only hurt her..." Mark muttered. "I never thought..."

"Vaughn is not one to take being hurt so well. Which is why he hates most people and adores animals." Mirabell sighed. "Even if Chelsea gets better and forgave him he probably wont forgive her ever not after she did to him."

"Thanks Mirabell... I am sorry I came and cause you problems." Mark stood up and sighed. "I best get back home."

"Best of luck Mark. If you need any help let me or Julia know." Mirabell smiled sweetly.

"Yea... can I barrow this" Mark lifted the feather "It may help or do nothing."

"Go ahead, it is ruined anyways." She smiled again and shooed him out.

Mark quickly left and nearly ran back up to the farm as he had an Idea in his head that might get Chelsea to remove her head from her ass and eat. He didn't like Vaughn to much cause he was so close Chelsea but he had never seen his sister smile so much around anyone before. He reached the door and stepped in quickly and walked down to her room to see her still curled up in a ball sobbing softly. He frowned as he felt horrible for her. He went to the kitchen and made her a bowl of porridge before making a quick not on the envelope then going back to her room with it.

Chelsea's POV

I heard mark come back home and thump down to my room then away. A few moments later I heard him enter my room. I turned to look back at him and he looked very upset as well as very bruised. I sat up slowly my eye going wide as I really got to see his face. He had two large bruises forming. He held a bowl and I narrowed my eyes not caring about his face any more.

"I am not hungry." I turned my head away from him.

"I do not care." He snapped and placed the bowl in my lap before grabbing my wrist forcing the spoon and an Envelope in to my hand. "You will eat or I will start force feeding you. Just like mom did when you refused to eat when we were younger. I will be back in twenty, if you did not eat it I will make more and force it down your throat." He spun and left slamming the door as he did.

I looked to the envelope and blink before putting the spoon down. I opened the letter and saw a note on the flap, I read over it 'he wanted to give this to you', it was in Mark's hand writing. I frowned and opened it my eyes going wide as I saw the blue feather that Vaughn was going to give me. I knew he cared and even loved me, but I never knew he did this much. I pulled it close as I started to cry again.