***WARNING*** may be a trigger as this story discusses Rape***Warning***

Teddy

Dad has gathered Phoebe and I together to talk about what's going on with Mom. Grandma Grace is here too. I know it's important. We haven't been allowed in to see Mom since she's been home and all we've been told is she's resting. We're not stupid to not know something more serious is going on, Mom loves us too much not to want to be near us.

We're happy Amaya's home and she seems happy too. I mean there is nothing wrong with her according to Dad and she has been with Amelia obviously having missed her other half.

Dad looks exhausted, like he needs a good night sleep and Grandma looks like she could do with a good cry. I don't know what's happened but I know it's serious and I know Dad is going to try and tell us though I know he won't tell us the whole truth. I mean I'm only 12 and Phoebe is only 9, we're just kids.

"Daddy what's wrong with Mommy?" Phoebe asks, breaking the silence. I try not to scoff, whatever is wrong with Mom it's causing her to scream. I don't know why but every couple of hours or so she'll scream loudly like she's scared and Luke or Jason or Grandma rush in to see her and shut the door on us, if we go in we're screamed at to get out.

"Well Phoebe, Mommy went to rescue Amaya. The man who had Amaya hurt Mommy." Dad tells us. I think we both had figured that much out.

"How?" I ask.

"The details aren't important Theodore." Dad says and I know that means I'm not to ask further. "What's important is that you give Mommy her space for a while then when you do see her you take it easy with her, don't ask questions, and whatever you do do not scare her." Dad speaks firmly. We both nod. This is as much as he's going to tell us, I know it.

"Grandma is Mommy ok?" Phoebe asks quietly.

"She will be in time but for a little while she's going to be different." Grandma says. "So like Daddy said you have to take it easy with her ok?"

We nod again. I don't know what really happened but whatever it is I know it's really bad.

Ray

I'm sitting in Christian's office with a brandy curtsey of Taylor. Apparently my daughter's husband wants to speak with me and I know what it's about. I just don't know how much I can tell him. Ana never told me much about Morton, just what I've told the security.

My poor baby and that fucking bastard who is lucky to be guarded in a hospital because I would kill him for what he did to my baby and my grandbaby. I hope he rots for what he did.

I can't believe it, my baby, raped. I know that much because Grace told me and Carla but that's all I know, the man, Morton, who took Amaya raped Ana… bastard.

"Sorry I was gone so long." Christian says entering the room. "I had to speak to the kids about Ana." He explains and I nod quietly, I can't imagine how hard it was for him to explain to Teddy and Phoebe about Ana's situation and I can't imagine he told them the whole truth, they're far too young.

"I need to know about Morton." He says slipping into his chair. I sigh, I knew this is what he wanted and I can't give him anything.

"I don't know Son." I say quietly. "I told Jason all I knew, that Ana had called me and told me that he'd threatened her with a belt and she wanted to come and live with me. I told Carla when I collected her the following day. It's all I know."

"Do you think he ever hurt Ana?" He asks me quietly and I shake my head. I really don't know.

"She never told me if he did but based on what she was like when she came to stay with me I don't think so Christian, she told me he threatened her and I did ask he if ever laid a finger on her and she told me no, that he had threatened the belt multiple times but the night before she called me he had gone into her room with the belt and she knew if Carla hadn't come home when she did he probably would have hit her."

Christian drops his head into his hands. I know this is hard for him, it's hard for all of us but of course not as hard as it is for Ana, she's the one who has to live with this for the rest of her life and I don't know how she'll handle it if she will.

"Can I see my daughter?" I ask breaking the silence. I haven't seen Ana but knowing what happened in the past maybe she'd be able to speak with me and I need to see her for myself, everyone else telling me what she's like isn't helping.

"I don't see why not, just knock on the bedroom door and wait for her to reply." He says. "If she lets you in tell her I'll be by in a bit, I just have a few things to get done and I know I'm neglecting her but I can't just sit there…"

"I know son, you don't worry about a thing and I'll tell her."

Ana

I stare at the ceiling trying to block everything out. I don't know what to do with myself, I don't know how I'm supposed to act or feel so I'm just lying here trying to block everything and everybody out. I know I can't do it much longer, I'm going to need to go and see my kids and let them know I'm alright and see Gail and the family but I just can't at the moment. I simply can't.

A knock on the door has me jumping out of my skin and I berate myself for overreacting.

"Who is it?" I call, fear running rampage through my body but I can't help it, I'm terrified Morton is behind the door.

"It's your dad." I hear and I sigh with relief, it's just Ray… My Dad, my saviour.

"Come in." I call tugging the duvet up a little higher, my bottom half is bare, my behind hurts so bad I can't even wear underwear comfortably right now and spend most of the time lying on my side.

"Hey sweetheart." He smiles weakly coming into my room.

"Hi Daddy." I whisper back, feeling ten years old again. "Come sit."

He moves slowly towards the chair, hesitant almost. I know it's because he doesn't know how to react around me, no one knows how to behave around me right now except for Melissa… maybe I should have asked her to stay.

"How are you?" Ray asks quietly as I reach for his hand. He and I both know that's a stupid question but we also know he just doesn't know what else to do.

"I'm…coping." I choose my words carefully, not wanting to be misleading but honest without telling the truth that I am dying inside.

"Ana what the hell happened?" Ray asks giving my hand a squeeze. I knew Ray would be the one person who would demand to know more as soon as he knew it was Morton. Christian is on his best behaviour when he's around me, which is odd in itself but Ray rescued me when this almost happened before.

"Daddy it was horrible." I say tears pooling in my eyes my voice almost non-existent. "So horrible."

"Ana what did he do to you when you were just a kid?" Ray questions, he now thinks that what I told him all those years ago was a lie and something more happened.

"He didn't get the chance to do it then, you saved me Daddy but you weren't there this time and there was no Mom to come home and stop him…"

"Did he hit you with a belt Ana?" Ray asks, his voice a quiet horrified whisper.

"Yes Daddy… this time he did…" I manage before wracked sobs take over my body.