Chapter 19: Show Down at Down Town

Madison woke up and heard snickering behind her. She shifted around and saw Mikey, the twins and Molly standing behind her and Raph almost ready to burst into laughter.

"Is there something we can help you with?" she growled. They had woken her up; not a smart thing to do.

"Raphy and Maddy sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Molly sang before running away laughing with Mikey and the twins.

"Raph," Madison slapped him in the arm. He snorted and jumped from having been so abruptly and rudely woken up.

"Huh?"

"We've been spotted."

"Hm?"

"Your rep is official out the window."

"Great."

"Oh, Raaaaaphyyyyy-boy!" Mikey practically sang from across the room. "Do you want your pancakes in the shape of a heart or a cupid?"

"May I?" Raph looked at Madison.

"Go for it," Madison leaned up and Raph leaped off the couch and on to his brother who was laughing hysterically.

"What is going on out here?" April asked as she emerged from her bedroom tightening her robe. "Sound like a war zone..." She noticed Raph and Mikey on the floor and shook her head. "Forget I asked." And she left for the kitchen.

"Hey no fair you didn't wait for me!" Casey said diving into the brawl.

Much against Madison's protest Peter and Kaylin jumped in on the fun as well. Molly was laughing to hard to even move from her spot on the floor. Leo appeared and jumped in as well. Although it seemed that at first he was trying to break it up but ended up having to defend himself. Master Splinter just walked out of the back bedroom and past the brawl as if it was not even there. He bid Madison good morning and entered the kitchen for tea. Donny came out of the door that leads to the basement with a few papers in hand. He noticed the bunch, shook his head and walked over to Madison on the couch who was yelling at them all.

"Morning," he said with a chuckle.

"Hi," Madison said, barely acknowledging his presence. "Kaylin Janette, let go of your brother's head this instant young lady! No, no, no! Leonardo put Casey down! Raphael! Mikey's arm doesn't bend that way!"

"In case anyone cares," Donatello said, trying to be the voice of reason. "I have some more dirt to burying Miller with."

Immediately the whole room stopped. Splinter and April emerged from the kitchen as Donny handed Madison the papers. She looked over them and then back at Donny with a questioned look on her face, "How did you get this information?" she asked.

"What is it?" Raph said, getting up to look over her shoulder.

"Blood test results that confirms Miller as Brian's father," Madison said. "How did you get this?"

"Hacked the Hospital data base and barrowed his medical records," Donny said. "Keep reading there is a section in there about him having to see a psychologist about anger issues and violent tendencies as a child."

"This is great, Donny!" Madison said. "But where did you get the equipment or the blood to test this. Brian's never had blood drawn before."

"Well er…"

"Did you… with out asking me!"

"Um well… maybe…"

"DONATELLO!"

"I tried to wake you up but you were completely dead to the world!" he defended. "I didn't take a lot from him just a little. Just enough to test it."

"If he is hurt I'm gonna…"

"He looks fine to me," Mikey said who had gone and gotten the wide eye child.

"Give him here!" Madison snatched the baby out of Mikey's arms and looked him over. It was true the child was completely unharmed except for the tiniest of pin pricks on the top of his hand over a vain. Madison shot a small glare at Donny but decided that staying mad at him over this was not in her best interest and with what it produced made this forgivable but… "Ask next time." She growled.

"Yes, Ma'm,"

"Ok, so what are we doing today," Leo asked. "Are we going after him or are we gonna give you a little more time to heal?"

"I think we should take pictures of her injuries," Donny suggested. "It might help in the court room."

"Oh! Speaking of court rooms," Madison looked over at April. "Did you pick up that thing I asked for?"

"Yeah hold on a sec," April disappeared for a moment and returned with a packet. "Here."

"Thanks."

"What's that?" Mikey asked.

"An adoption form," Madison said. "I am going to try and adopt the kids, that way even if Dad for some reason gets out of prison I will be their legal guardian and he'll have no rights to them."

"Good idea."

"Thank you, Casey, I tend to have them occasionally," Madison smiled.

"And you're so humble about it too," he laughed.

"I try."

"So we gettin' this show on the road?" Raph asked.

"Pass me another one of them pain killers and I'll beat ya to the car," Madison grinned.

Several hours later Miller sat in the police station seething; this was probably his twelfth meeting with these people. It had been several days since Madison and Molly had escaped and he was still nursing a sore jaw from who ever the hell it was who hit him. Probably some gang banger Madison was shaking up with. When he got his hands on her he was gonna...

"Can you describe your attacker again for us, Mr. Miller?" Detective Karson asked.

"It was too dark I couldn't really see," he replied. "All I saw was that he was bald, about 5'5ish, had a bandanna over his eyes and threatened to kill me if I ever went near my children again."

"Didn't catch a name, an accent, anything?"

"Said his name was 'Raphael'."

"Spanish perhaps?" Tyler commented from his corner. "'Raphael' is a common name in places like Spain and Italy, also in Mexico."

"He had a Brooklyn accent," Miller said. "Nothing foreign."

"Well, that's not a lot to go off of but we'll start scouting the area, talk to a few gangs and maybe something will turn up," Karson said.

"I want my children back, Detective," Miller said with a little more snarl in his voice than he had meant to have.

"We'll get them back, Mr. Miller, don't you worry," Tyler said patting Miller on the shoulder. "They'll be home safe and sound in their beds soon and the culprit behind bars."

That made Miller smile to himself. With Madison out of the way the possibilities were endless. His thought process was interrupted when another officer burst through the door.

"Sir! They're here!" he exclaimed.

"Who's here?"

"Them…those kids," he said breathlessly. "They've turned themselves in."

Miller bolted from the chair and ran down the hall way with the officers behind him. He rounded the corner and sure enough there they were standing in the middle of the lobby of the station with police surrounding them. The children were accompanied by two people he didn't know; a tall muscular man and a shorter woman with bright red hair that was pulled back in a bun. Miller put on his best father figure face and ran to them.

"Molly!" he exclaimed. "Peter, Kaylin! Thank God you're…"

"Back up, Papa Bear," snarled the man stepping in front of the kids.

"These are my children," Miller snapped. "Who do you think you are?"

"Me? Just Casey Jones, Sir," he said. "And that there is my wife, April, and if you know what's good for ya, yer gonna back up and back up now."

"How dare you threaten me," Miller snarled. "I am their father!"

"You're scum is what you are," Casey growled in a low tone.

"Scared yet, Dad?" Madison smirked. "How does it feel to have someone bigger and stronger then you are threatening you?"

Miller glared at his daughter. If he could of gotten away with it he would have slapped that look right off her face. She was his property; property did not smirk at their owners. The only satisfaction he got was watching them squirm. Molly pressed herself hard up against the red haired woman and Peter had a hand on Kaylin. Madison stood there with a look of deep sense of loathing. Her arm was in a sling and she winced as she shifted weight off of what looked like a bum ankle. She wasn't using crutches which didn't surprise him at all. "Go ahead and look brave, Little Warrior, I know you," Miller sneered inside his head. "You're as scared as a rabbit about to be skinned. And after I get done with you, the rabbit'll of had it better." Being rather curious about what was the knap sack bag slung over her shoulder he took a step towards her but this Casey character stepped in the way. He scowled at Casey and balled his fist.

"Go ahead and take a swing at me, Pops," Casey challenged. "Fair warning, I ain't afraid to swing back."

Miller backed up into the group of police officers behind him, "Detective Karson, I demand you have that man arrested with my daughter!" he snapped.

"We don't have any charges against him, Mr. Miller," Karson said. "We can't just randomly arrest people."

"Well than at least arrest her!" he snarled pointing at Madison.

"Alright, Girl, are you going to come quietly or are we going to have to take you by force?" Tyler asked as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and approached her.

"Back off, ya doughnut stuffer," Madison snarled. "The only one you should arrest is him."

"Oh really," Tyler rolled his eyes. He quickly scanned her appearance. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Him," she glared at Miller. "After you two left, my darling father decided that I needed to be taught a lesson." Tyler and Karson raised an eye brow. "Don't believe me? Go get the telephone from the room my dad is staying in, I'm sure you'll find this bruise right here to be an exact outline on it's side. See this stitched up cut here on my arm? Take my dad's switch blade and see how well it fits."

"Miller?" Karson looked at him. "What is she talking about?"

"She's lost her mind," Miller snapped. "She was always a little disturbed in the head and after Leyla died she completely lost it."

"Oh so I'm the one whose nuts now, am I?" Madison smirked. "That's not what your old doctor says."

"I've had just about enough of this crap," Tyler said. "We'll question her in the back." He shoved Casey out of the way and grabbed Madison's bad arm. She cried out in pain and unintentionally, out of reflex, she slammed her good fist hard in to Tyler's face sending him crashing to the ground. The surrounding officers engulfed them and seized Madison while several others held the other kids back. It took three men to restrain Casey.

"Madison Leyla Miller, you are under arrest for four counts of kidnapping, one count of theft and forgery, and one count of assault against an officer of law," said one of the policemen behind her. Madison struggled, ignoring the blinding hot pain shooting through her arm; she pulled her good arm free and snatched something out of her pocket.

"You wanna arrest me, fine! Arrest me! But I'm not going down alone!" she pressed play on the tape recorder and her father's cruel sneering voice flooded the room from the small speaker.

"Daddy's missed you, Maddy. You've been a very bad girl running away like that. You should be punished."

"And you're been a very sick pervert who should go to jail."

"Probably; except for the fact that I have those idiots completely wrapped around my finger; if I say 'jump' they say 'how high?' And if I wanted to I could call them back here and have them cart you off. That would give me some time with Molly. But I have missed you all so much I'm not going to do that just yet."

"Well aren't we special."

As the tape played, Miller began to sweat, "It's a lie!" he exclaimed. "That's not my voice!"

"Sounds a lot like you," Karson said, narrowing his eyes.

"If you still don't believe me, play this," Madison pulled the video tape, "Or read these," and the papers out of her bag. "You'll see what he's been doing to us for years and if you still can't pull your heads outta your backsides than I might as well leave the country."

Tyler got off the ground, took the video tape from her and eyed it curiously, "What is it?"

"Pop it in and see," Madison said as the two men holding her backed away. Tyler took the papers from her as well and scanned them. His eyes widened.

"Sir!" he said, jogging over to Karson. "These are blood tests that confirm Miller as that baby's father."

"So?" Karson looked confused. "We already knew that."

"It confirms the girl as its mother," Tyler said with a horrible taste in the back of his mouth.

Karson snatched the papers out of Tyler's hands and looked them over as well. His head snapped up and gave Miller a venomous look, "Explain this, Miller!" he demanded.

"It's a lie!" he insisted. "She was sleeping around."

"Blood test don't lie," he glared.

"But she does!"

"No, she doesn't!" exclaimed Peter from behind the wall of police blocking him. "The only one who lies is you! You guys have no idea what we've been through with him!"

"Let the boy through," Karson waved off the officers. Peter stepped forward next to Madison.

"If you guys had even half a brain you would get it!" Peter said. "Normal people don't just run away because they didn't a pony for their birthday! He beat us! He hurt my sisters! We were scared. He tired to throw Brian out of a damn window!"

"Peter," Madison placed a hand on the boy's shoulder.

"He made everyone think that he was this amazing super dad but the only amazing thing about him is that he was able to fool everyone for so long," Kaylin said, finding her voice. "If you even knew half of who he truly is you would of locked him up a long time ago," her voice cracked and her body screamed at her to start sobbing but she refused to let herself fall apart just yet. "You would of locked him up before our mom had to die."

Unnoticed, Molly had squirmed her way out of the policemen barrier and moved in front of her sibling. She motioned for Detective Karson to approach her. Karson looked slightly confused but walked over to the little girl and kneeled down to her level, "Did you want to say something, Sweetheart?"

"He's a broken daddy, our new one is much better," she said. Madison tensed up for a bit almost worried that Karson was going to ask about their "new daddy" but he didn't. "He doesn't like us and he's really doesn't like Maddy. She's got bunches of owwies cuz of him. I got 'em too." She the sleeve of her dress up and revealed deep scars all over her arms. Karson took her dainty arm and gently ran his fingers over the scars. He looked up at Kaylin and Peter who both rolled their own sleeves up showing him pretty much the same thing.

"Did your daddy do this to you?" Karson asked softly. Molly nodded. "Why didn't you tell us when Mr. Tyler came by at the hotel?"

"Daddy said that he would tie me up and hang me off of the balcony if I wasn't a good girl," Molly said. "He made Mommy go away for ever and…" she leaned in like she was telling him a secret. "He does bad things to Kay-Kay, Maddy and Me."

"What kind of bad things?" Karson's eyes narrowed. Molly whispered something in his ear and his eyes blazed. He patted her shoulder and walked back to Miller. Madison pulled Molly back to her. "I think you'd better come with us, Mr. Miller," Karson glared at Miller.

"She's lying!" Miller protested. "The brat is lying! All of them! She…she brain washed them! I would never touch my children."

"Innocent people don't sweat like they're hidin' somethin', Miller," Karson growled. "Get him outta here boys."

Miller was by now in a panic and he grabbed Detective Karson's gun as he brushed past. Madison shoved Peter and Kaylin back into the crowd of police. Casey had broken lose and protected April and Brian. Madison grabbed Molly just in time to meet the end of a gun barrel. "Back off!" he roared, noticing some of the police out of the corner of his eye. "Back off right now or she dies!" He looked right at Madison who was shielding Molly with her body. He grinned wickedly, "You think you've won, Maddy? Huh? Well it's kind of hard to claim the prize when you're dead."

"Even if you kill me you'll never get out of this one, Miller," she snarled. "You're done."

"No, I think you are," he backed away to about the middle of the room. "If I'm going down, so are you…"

What happened in the next few moments, Madison probably wouldn't of been able to tell you because she wasn't really sure herself. It was one of those moments in time where what happened didn't really matter, just how it turned out. If anyone were to ask her about it she would tell them that all she remembered was throwing Molly out of the way just as she heard the gun go off. She felt the bullet hit her and felt the cold marble floor when she went down. Surprising she felt no pain. Immediately after she hit the ground she heard another gun shot and more screaming. It sounded like chaos around her; people were yelling, she could hear Kaylin and Peter screaming, and she felt Molly throw her tiny figure onto her body and start to cry as she slipped into darkness.

"Maddy!" Molly screamed at her lifeless sister. "Maddy, don't die! Maddy! Maddy, please! Please don't leave me! Maddy, I don't want you to die!" Molly broke down into complete hysterical sobs and she could felt strong arms pull her off of Madison.

"Molly, don't look," Casey said pulling Molly into an embrace. The little girl sobbed into Casey's shoulder. Kaylin had completely collapsed into Peter and April stood there paralyzed with Brian in her arms.

"Somebody call an ambulance!" Karson screamed over his shoulder. "And get that son of a bitch in handcuffs!" he motioned to Miller who was wriggling on the ground, howling in pain as he clutched his bleeding arm where Tyler's bullet had hit. "Move!" Karson exclaimed pushing Peter aside to check Madison, "Come, Darlin', don't give up on us now you still got work to do," The Detective ripped open Madison's jacket and looked for the shell in unconscious girl. He suddenly sat back on his haunches with a very confused look on his face.

"Don't just sit there!" Kaylin screamed tears streaming down her face. "Do something!"

"Look," he said pointing to her chest. "There's no blood." The kids and their two friends looked where the Detective was pointing and sure enough there was nothing; no blood, no wound, and no sign what so ever that a shot had ever touched her. There was only a hole in her jacket. Karson reached down and picked up a green pendant. He half laughing with relief when he saw Miller's bullet buried right into the very center of it. Karson looked back to the neck line of Madison's shirt and saw a red mark just above her breast. "It would have hit her heart…"

"You mean she's alive?" Peter grabbed Karson's arm. "She's alive!"

"She's alive."

Author Notes: Sorry for all the cliffies I know they're cruel. No this is not the end but I am currently working on the very last chapter. I am thinking about doing an epilogue but it all depends on if anyone wants one. Later.

Chupip