Less than 20 minutes later Yami came back and this time he had a friend. Just like Ryou had promised he had come to help me home. Ryou held a small gym bag in one hand and a set of car keys in the other. He came to sit by me and handed me the bag. I opened it to find a nice clean set of clothes, my sneakers, and some other toiletries. I gave him a quick hug before Doctor Black came in and took the tubing out of my arm. She then rewrapped all of my cuts and helped me into the bathroom. I changed as quickly as my body would allow me to and I finally caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

I had large gashes on my forehead and back. I had cuts all over my back, my legs, and my arms. Then all along my body I had bruises in various shades of purple. I looked terrible; no wonder why everyone who saw me gasped. My face and stomach were the worst. My face hurt every time it moved and was covered in black and blues, yellowing in places where it was healing. My stomach was a different story; every part of it was black and blue, not even a small patch of yellow to show that it was healing. I sighed, winching at the pain it caused.

I finished changing and limped back into my hospital room. Yami was right outside the bathroom door and he grabbed me around the waist with one arm and put one of my arms around his neck. He helped me into the wheelchair that was waiting for me and then rolled me down the hallway and out into the front of the hospital.

Ryou was waiting in his car in front of the hospital. Yami helped me into the backseat and went around the side and got in as well. The car ride was silent and awkward; no one knew what to say so the air became thick with unspoken thoughts. Ryou let us out of the car in front of our house. Yami thanked him and asked him to go get my medication. Ryou left and Yami helped me limp up the small staircase into our house.

The house didn't look the same, the broken table and pictures were removed and there was several other things missing from the room that probably broke when I was being beaten a few days ago. I noticed that there was nothing left of the blood that had penetrated our carpet and our house looked cleaner than usual. I sighed; it's nice to be home.

We were home not even an hour when the phone rang and Yami went to answer the shrill sounding machine. "Hello?" he said. The person on the other line seemed frantic and Yami moved the phone away from his ear as they talked. "Really? Are you sure its him? Are you absolutely, 100% sure? I don't want to bring his hopes up." Yami talked for a few moments more and then he shuddered a little bit, he looked over to me where I sat on the couch head tilted to reflect my curiosity about the caller. "That's amazing! I'll let him know right now, thank you again." Yami hung up the phone and walked over to where I was. He was smiling from ear to ear as he grasped both of my hands.

"Yugi I want to tell you some fantastic news that I promise will make you smile."

Still looked at him with curiosity Yami continued to speak "they found him, if he is a tall man with black hair similar to ours and black eyes. He was walking around when he bumped into one of the undercover detectives and they recognized him from a picture that was on the table from when you were little. He was really drunk and it took 4 people to take him down but he is in custody and they want you to go down to the station now and verify that it is him."

I was awestruck. They found him. They actually found him! My father was taken into custody and I only had to go and make sure it was him and then I would have to look at him one more time before he goes to jail, or better the electric chair.

Yami continued to speak "He had a gun with him along with several knives. He wasn't in possession of a gun license and he was caught on film when he beat you. The police are holding him in Japan's highest security prisons and he does not have bail."

I never had to see that face that haunted my nightmares ever again after a few days. Never again would I have to jump every time I heard the door slam or hide whenever a tall man with black hair and boots walked in. I was going to be safe for the first time in 10 years.

Tears formed around my eyes and I let them fall. I was so happy, nothing could possibly make my day any better than it already was.

"Yami, that's fantastic news! I want to go to the station right now and condemn that bastard, he doesn't deserve to live a second longer!" I let all of my anger flow out with my words and all of my happiness leak from my eyes. I was going to be safe and happy for once in my life!

"Alright Yugi, we can leave a few minutes when Ryou comes back with your medication, he can drive us down there." he smiled at me with his fantastically white smile. He whipped my tears away and kissed me gently. I smiled into the welcome kiss and waited until we heard a car outside.

"That's our cue!" Yami said joyfully as he lifted me from the couch and carried me outside to the car. Poor little Ryou had no idea what was going on when he saw Yami carrying me out.

"I'll explain in the car Ryou but for now can you take us to the police station?" Ryou stood there for a moment and then got back into the car.

Yami explained everything as we got in the car and raced towards the police station. I was too happy for words right now; nothing could bring my mood down, nothing.

We entered the station and Yami greeted some police officers I didn't know. Perhaps they are the people who are on my case? In recognition to my silent question Yami walked up to them and shook hands, chatting a moment before they turned to me.

"You must be Yugi then. Sorry to have no met you acquaintance sooner, I am Officer Robert Long and this is my partner officer Steven Smith." they stretched out their hands and I shook them lightly, pain surging through my body when they gripped my hand. "We have been the prime officers on your case and we wish to ask you a few questions before we show you the man we arrested, alright?"

I nodded in agreement and asked in a small voice, "Can Yami please stay with me? I don't want to be alone" I blushed a little after I admitted my fear and the officers nodded. To one another before turning to me and saying "that sounds fine, if you will follow me please"

Ryou didn't move when we started to follow the officers down a hallway. He looked up and smiled at me a second explaining "I'll wait outside, let m know when you are done, alright?" I nodded and returned my attention to walking with the officers while clutching Yami's hand lightly.

We didn't have to walk far; they led us into a tiny office adorned with a large wooden desk and oil paintings on the wall. Behind the desk were some very large bookshelves filled with volumes upon volumes of books about the police station and laws.

The two officers stood before the desk and bowed their respect towards a man sitting in a large leather chair. The man was rather short and was a little robust. He looked up from some paperwork that had been on his desk and acknowledged the presence of the officers in front of him. The sign on the man's desk read, "Sheriff Scott Green". He was defiantly the man in charge of this branch of the police and was a person you didn't want to have on your bad side. His face demanded respect and his body language screamed authority as the officers motioned for Yami and I to take a seat.

He stood up and shook our hands making an unnecessary introduction of himself. He offered me a kind smile as he took in my appearance, there was no doubt about it, and I looked terrible.

He sat back down and got to business right away, "you are Mr. Yugi Mouto, is that correct?"

"Yes"

"And you live in an closed game shop with a Mr. Yami Atemu, is that correct?"

"Yes"

"Could you please tell me exactly what happened the other night? We would like you account of what actually happened."

I nodded and then told them everything about the night that I could remember, it wasn't much but it was what they wanted to know. Sheriff Green nodded a few times and took notes about what I was saying.

When I finished he asked "can you please describe, in detail, the man who you claim to be your father?"

I dreaded this part because I wanted to mention everything about him that I despised so much but I managed to hold back my anger as I described my father. "He has pure black hair that is spiked on top of his head like mine; only his is only black and is a little longer. He has fairly large black eyes and a dent in the bridge of his nose. He has a scar above his left eyebrow that he got from a bar fight a long time ago. He has slightly darker skin than mine and is roughly 6 feet 3 inches in height. He has a tattoo on his left wrist that has the name 'Christina' in cursive with a heat dotting the second "I" which he got a few days after his sister and his niece, my aunt and cousin, had died in the car crash." I took a deep breath and continued "on his right leg he has a large scar that runs down the length of his calf from when he got burned on a motorcycle. Also on his right wrist he used to wear a leather cuff, I don't know if he still wears it or if he has a different bracelet to cover it but he had a 2 inch long scar from when he tried to kill himself when he was 15. He tried to do that when his best friend died of an unexpected illness. I beg of you to not ask him about the scar unless you are looking to get hurt."

I finished talking and I felt rather pleased with myself for remembering all of the details of a man I longed to forget. It didn't matter though, he would soon be in jail or dead and I would be free to live my life once again.

Sheriff Green looked at me incredulous for a moment and then stood up, "please follow me Yugi; I want to make sure that the man we picked up is the man you described."

I followed him down the hallway as we entered a room full of prison cells. My father was sitting alone on a bunk bed, not looking up, just sulking. Sherriff green kicked the bars and my father looked up from where he was sitting. His eyes looked around our small group of people and narrowed when they gazed upon my face. I wasn't afraid of him anymore; he couldn't do anything to me without it being used as evidence in my case. None the less he stood up and walked over to the bars casually, and then he sprung forward and reached his hands through grabbing my shirt and pulling me towards him. He placed his hands around my neck and started to squeeze as hard as he could.

I felt the air leaving me as my neck was squeezed tighter and tighter. I saw the officers with me jump back and then leap forward pulling out a stun gun and letting the bolts of electricity flow through his body as he dropped me and withered in pain on the floor.

I fell, hard against the cement floor as I struggled to regain my breath. Everyone's heart skipped a few beats when I was being strangled by the monster I was forced to call a father.

Sherriff green walked over to me and whispered, "there is no doubt in my mind that this is who we are looking for, don't worry Yugi we can take it from here. You have more than enough evidence to prove him guilty and you will never have to see him again after this. Even when you go to court he won't be allowed to be in the same room as you without being restrained by at least 5 guards. You are safe now."

Yami picked me up and brought me into a hug. He carried me out of the station and Ryou pulled up in front taking us home.

The trial took less than 2 days to win, with Kaiba's personal lawyer representing me, I had nothing to fear. I was worried when they brought my father into the room and true to his words, sheriff green had 5 guards surrounding my father when he walked in and another person was standing in front of me.

My father was given a life sentence and was hauled away to jail a moment later.

It's over, it's finally over.