He kept his hands folded and eyes focused on the ground as they sat in the examination room, fresh waves of tears still stung his eyes and stained his cheeks. 'She's g-going to k-kill me.' he whispered more to himself than anyone else. 'She'll t-think I put you u-up to this..' 'Don't worry Aiden, either way it doesn't matter, neither of them can hurt you now' 'How d-do you know about my father?' He looked at him in alarm. Morgan looked at the frightened creature sitting before him in nothing more than a hospital robe. This is what they have reduced him too, the officer thought. 'Aiden I'm not stupid..I have been watching you for just over a year remember? Your neighbour complained to us..' Aiden nodded and looked down at his hands. Both of the men looked up as the doctor came back into the room. 'Officer.Aiden.' He nodded curtly to both before breaking into a slight smile 'Aiden your clothes are in the next room, if you would like to go get changed.' Aiden nodded and left the room. 'What have you found out?' Morgan pulled out a notebook from the back of his trousers. The doctor sighed and sat the file he was carrying on the table. 'The scar, across his torso.' glancing back to his notes 'that's a knife wound.approximately made about 18 months ago.my guess a kitchen knife.' Morgan looked at him sharply. 'She stabbed him??' He already knew that Mrs Heartly had a liking for razor blades.but to stab her own son? The doctor nodded solemnly. Morgan blinked a few times before writing in his book. 'What else? If we want a case against the parents we need medical proof..' He was getting slightly hysterical 'I know this Officer.' the doctor cut him off 'I've been treating abused children since you were learning how to walk..' He cleared his throat 'sorry.' He turned his back to the uniformed man and put up the x-rays, a set up some photos on a table, Morgan stood to take a closer look , wincing as he saw the full extent of the boys injuries. Thin cuts, bruises of all ages, a few silver scars, all covered the boys stomach, chest and back, but something else concerned Morgan more..handprints. Not just from a slap. Deep purple hand prints imprinted Aidens shoulders and hips, as though he had been held down against his will. He ran a hand through his dyed hair and glanced at the doctor. 'Those handprints are far too large for woman's hands..' The doctor nodded 'They are from a male, mid 40's- ish..' 'The bastard.' he gritted his teeth 'What?' 'Look at the placing of those prints Doc.look where the finger marks dig deep around the pelvis.the poor kid.' He shook his head and trailed off. The doctor looked a bit puzzled 'Your not suggesting.' 'I'm not suggesting.there's the fucking proof...' His teeth clenched shut as he reached for his radio speaking into it 'Arrest Mrs Heartly on the charge of grievous bodily harm of a minor, and Mr Heartly.' he sighed 'Mr Heartly on the charge of rape'