Okayy thanks for the positive reviews so far! Chapter 2 has arrived! Enjoyz!

Elliot and Olivia-Three daughters (twins Samantha and Avery, 14 and Jordan, 8)
John and Casey-One son (Dalton, 12 ) and pregnant with a daughter
Melinda and Fin-one daughter (Deanna, 13)

After fifth period, I walked outside with Deanna and found Taylor Harper, the girl who had written the letter, waiting for me under the tree.

"I'll meet you later," I whispered to Deanna as I walked over to Taylor.

"Avery, you came!" Taylor exclaimed.

"Of course, I came!" I smiled as I sat down, not really caring about ruining my brand new jeans. "I figured it was pretty urgent. What's going on?"

"Something happened to me last night. Something bad," Taylor whispered and at that moment, tears streamed down her face.

"Taylor, what happened?" I asked.

"You know Holly Daniels? How she had her fourteenth birthday party last night?" Taylor asked. I nodded, not too fond of Holly.

"Well, this boy took me upstairs to Holly's bedroom last night and he...he," Taylor started sobbing and, at that moment, I thought I knew what had happened.

"Taylor, did he rape you?" I asked, afraid of the answer.

"Yes," Taylor sobbed. I fell backward in disbelief. Then I asked an even more important question.

"Taylor, did he use protection?"

"Oh my god, I don't think so!" Taylor sobbed. I then felt totally sick.

"Do you know who did this to you?"
"All I remember is black hair, blue eyes," Taylor said and then she said, "You cannot tell anyone about this. I just had to get it off my chest. Please don't tell anyone."

I looked at Taylor and said, "You know my mom and dad are sex crime detectives? They can help you."

"NO!" Taylor screeched and I took that as a hint that she didn't want anyone to know.

"Okay, I promise," I said and then we had to go inside. But the whole rest of the day, I felt sick. How was I going to keep a secret this big?

After school, Deanna, Dalton, Samantha, Jordan and I entered the Special Victims Unit and it was chaos.

"What the hell are they doing here?" the Commanding Officer, Donald Cragen, yelled. He is like our grandfather, so I knew he didn't mean anything by it.

"Calm down, Cap. I told them they could come here to do homework," Mom replied from across the room.

"Room six, right?" Deanna asked.

"Yeah, go ahead," Cragen grumbled as the five of us rushed across the squadroom floor and into the interrogation room.

As I tried to focus on my homework, Taylor's pleading voice kept popping into my head.

"Please don't tell, please don't tell," it kept saying. The voice got to me and finally I headed out of the room and into the squadroom.

"Mom?" I said and she turned around and looked at me. "I need to report a rape," I said. Mom looked at me, assuming it was me. "No, Mom, not me. One of my friends from school. She told me she was raped at a party last night and that she thinks he didn't use protection," I said.

Mom looked at me and said, "Has she taken any morning after pills?"

I shook my head no. Mom looked at me grimly. "Avery, you have to tell me her name," she said as she took my hand.

"No! She didn't want anyone to know," I cried.

"Avery, you have to tell me her name or else we can't find her rapist," Mom said.

I finally whispered her name and Mom said, "We need to talk to her."

"You can't! Let me. She won't know I told you, and then I can get the info you need for your investigation."

"Okay. Thanks, baby," Mom smiled as I waved and walked back to the room, having a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

Up next: Avery tries to get more information out of Taylor and accompanies her on a very important appointment...