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Chapter 13

"If I agree to save Jazz I need to know something," I said. "Why did you save me?" I expected some argument to happen or even a fight to break out. None of those happen at all.

"Listen," said the Frau. She leans forward. "I don't have any feelings of hate towards you. In fact, I accepted your presence as another form of punishment from the Devil I married. Even though I don't care what happens to me anymore, I feel that it's only right that you redeem yourself a little to save my youngest daughter from her father."

"Redeem myself?" I had to laugh at this. "Meine Fuherin, I'm beyond redeeming. I'm practically going to be seeing hell itself when I die if there is a hell at all. Why can't you help her yourself? Aren't you her mother?"

She banged her fist on the table. "You don't think that I've tried? I've done everything in my power to keep my daughters safe from that man!"

"Like what? Keeping them in a Bunker?" I asked. The Frau slapped me hard across the face. I was about to punch her in the face when a rolling tide of pain slushed inside my head. I would have fell off the chair if Rachael didn't keep me steady. "Oh shit," I said, rubbing my temples. "Please don't let me have another blackout." I hear something rattle nearby. I open my eyes to see the Frau handing me two pills.

"Take these," she said. "They slow down the memory overload of the broken device in your head." I look at the pills which almost resemble sleeping aids. I take the pills but I don't swallow them.

"What happens if I don't take them?"

"Then you will possibly go into a coma or die from the pressure that thing is putting on your brain," said the Frau, pointing at her head. Rachael puts her hand on my shoulder.

"Please, Zoya," said Rachael. "I really don't want you to die here." I really don't want to die either so I pop the pills. At least, they were easy to go down. It took a few moments for the headache to stop.

I lean back on my chair. "Ok, I want to hear why you failed saving your two other daughters yet somehow you managed to save the eldest from showbiz. Why is that?"

"When I said, I did everything in my power I really mean that. I've done degrading things for my husband just so I can keep my children homeschooled as well as media free so they won't have to know what I do for a living. It was a hidden blessing that he never showed an interest in them. Even though I had them homeschooled it didn't mean they were not curious about the world. I'll admit I was more focused on Klara than on Willma-Jean and Jasmine but I thought they would follow by example. Klara didn't get into any trouble or get involved with the wrong people."

That assumption right there is what got Billy-Jean and Jazz in showbiz in the first place. I'm pretty sure Klara has done some things behind her mother's back but, was more savvy at hiding it than her other sisters. Of course, I'm assuming as well but it's a universal truth that all kids have something to hide from their parents and for parents to hide something from their children.

The Frau continued, "I made sure Klara didn't know what I am and who I was. I knew she would know about Nazis and my 'old self'." The way she phrased old self made it sound disgusting. I wonder if she ever cracked open a history book, cringing at the old dictator looking back in a black and white photo. "But I made sure she never made any connections. I think the reason why Klara was a little easy to handle was because she acted normally."

"Normally?" I asked. The Frau darted her eyes away from mine, tapping her fingers against the table. She took in a deep breath, sighed and looked back at me.

"Wilma-Jean is lesbian and Jasmine has schizophrenia." This took me by surprise. I knew Billy-Jean had the hots for the ladies but I didn't know Jazz was cuckoo. That explains why Jazz always wanted to get high, in her own way she wanted to calm the voices in her head a little.

"I found Wlima-Jean kissing another girl. I forbid her from seeing that girl again but that didn't stop her. I thought sending her to conversion therapy would help. That's when her father…." All three of us knew what happened to Billy-Jean. Rubrick put her on showbiz with us, raped, then let her die. The Frau put her head in her hands and cried. Racheal went to her side.

"I'm sorry for your loss," said Racheal, putting a comforting hand on her back. I appreciate Racheal for having a kinder soul than I do. I think the Frau had it coming and deserves no sympathy of mine.

"So, what about Jazz?" I said, bluntly. I was getting annoyed of her sobbing.

The Frau wipes her eyes, calms herself and continues. "Jasmine started acting strange after I sent her sister to therapy. Jasmine kept murmuring to herself and looking into space for long periods of time. Every time I tried talking to her she would tell me to be quiet. I thought it was because of stress of her sisters being gone until one day I found her ripping pages Wilma-Jeans diary while repeating 'We're going to save her.'"

"She was saying the same thing the first time she came to work with us," I said. I remember that incident well. Jazz was in the bathtub where Billy-Jean died. She was drawing a red circle saying, 'We're going to save her.' At the time I thought she was high on some really powerful drugs because it took all three of us to get her out of the tub. Jazz kept screaming, "You don't understand, she needs help!" Eventually we had to calm her down with some tranquilizers. After that, she was mainly lucid.

"I can only imagine that night was stressful to her because the day I found her doing that thing with the pages was the same day Wilma-Jean got recruited with your team," said the Frau. "When I saw that I immediately sent her to the best mental health facility I could find. Every day I visited her. Every day she seemed to be getting better. I made the plans to take care of her once she got out of the psyche ward. On the day, I planned to take her home, I discovered she was arrested for drug possession. I kept begging Rubrick to let her go but he told me he was doing his 'fatherly duties'." The Frau leans forward, her eyes shiny. "Please, you have to help me save her. I don't want her to die like her sister!"

I leaned forward as well. "How can we save her?"