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Randomly Smurfy, Jonathon Roberts raped Sydney on her way home from a party, and she had been dating Daniel at the time, so she used him. Jonathon threatened her life, so she couldn't say it was him.

The man stood in rage at the door, hands handcuffed by silver loops around his large wrists. His face had an expression of threatening and his eyes gleamed in temper. His white shirt was covered in grease, and his jeans were ripped. His once-black shoes were covered in dust and dirt. "That's him, mommy!" Douglas and Isabelle shouted in fright. Sydney buried her head in Ryan's blue tee, letting tears fall from her eyes. Ryan embraced her comfortingly, protectively.

"Mummy!" Isabelle screamed. "Ik ben doen schrikken! Maak hem weggaan, Mama!" The trembling one-year olds hands clearly told Sydney the translation of her Dutch. Sydney rubbed her back as she knelt down and embraced her daughter lovingly.

"That is Jonathon. Please, I want him in prison." Sydney cried. Tears gauged rivers in her cheeks as she sobbed. "He is Doug's dad. I want him gone!" The police took blood samples from Sydney, Ryan, Douglas, and Thomas and Isabelle. They took DNA from Robert, and led him away, telling him he would spend his night in prison awaiting the arrival of the results.

The next morning Sydney answered the door to greet officer Michaels. "Robertson is sick." He informed her, and she let him into her house, asking him the results. "Roberts is the father of Douglas Nell, Isabelle Lena, and Thomas Jordan. You are the biological mother of Douglas Nell. Ryan Evans is connected by marriage, but no biological attachment exists. Isabelle is the younger sister of Thomas and Douglas.

"Thomas, Douglas and Isabelle are all related?" Sydney gasped and let her mouth fall open. Ryan came in and the officer repeated his words. "Does he want custody?"

"Yes." The answer horrified Sydney. "The case was too late to reopen and defeat Mr. Roberts, but his night for breaking and entering was covered. There was no evidence he hurt a child of yours. He is suing for full custody of Douglas Nell and Isabelle Lena."

"Thomas?" Sydney inquired softly. Michaels shook his head.

"He wants two girls to…"

"I understand. Ryan!" Sydney called. "Ryan!" The man who had exited stuck his head in and looked at her. "Custody. Hire a lawyer."

"How good?"

"A damn good one, Ryan."

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Soon they had hired Ella, the best lawyer in town. Trials progressed immediately in the custody issue of Isabelle. Isabelle was at the stand, and Ella was asking her questions about her life.

The woman's brown suit was professional, and her hair tied back in a ponytail. Her hands rested on her lap as she addressed the young girl kindly. "Hello, Isabelle. My name is Ella, and I was wondering if it would be alright is I asked you a few questions." Isabelle nodded her head. "Do you go to school?"

"Ms. Kalona teaches us about flowers and nature!" She exclaimed.

"Who takes you to school?"

"Papa and Mama. Mostly Mama though, she doesn't work like Papa." She giggled and imitated Sydney. "He brings home the bacon!"

"Do you know this man?"

"He came to my room and cut me in the middle of the night. See?" The child turned and lifted her shirt so the court could see her bandaged back.

"That looks like it hurts. If you could have a Mom and a dad, who would you choose?"

"Mama and Papa!" Ella took her hand and helped her down and over to her mom.

Fifteen minutes passed. Twenty minutes passed. The judge entered. "Custody of Isabelle Lena Evans goes to her adoptive parents Ryan and Sydney Bolton. Custody of Douglas Nell Bolton-Evans is split between Ryan and Sydney Evans and Jonathon Roberts. Jonathon will have her over the weekends, and the Evans's will have her over the week." The judge banged his mallet and the court filled out.

"Its Saturday, I want my daughter." The man shouted at Sydney, who clung to Douglas. "Give her to me so I can take care of her," He spoke nastily.

"No, she is mine." Sydney responded, firmly, and pulled the judge aside. "Judge Marrow, please, my daughter is the most precious thing in the world to me, and this man raped me. I don't trust him with my only biological connection to Thomas and Isabelle, my other two children." Sydney wiped away a tear and she begged the judge. "Please, rethink you're decision."

"Judge, this won't work." Ryan broke in. " I got a job offer, and I want to accept it, but it is in Australia. It is too expensive to fly out every weekend." He explained, and Sydney looked at him, shocked.

"Please," She turned back, indicating her daughter. "Douglas Nell is an Evans, not a Roberts."

"Fine. The custody of Douglas Nell Bolton-Evans will belong to her mother and father, Sydney Evans and Jonathon Roberts. Work it out among yourselves."

"I get her!" Sydney told him sternly and firmly, lifting Isabelle, taking Douglas's hand, and walking away. "Douglas, if you see that mean man again, run." Sydney told her, and dragged her towards the car. "He will hurt you." She informed her children, and Ryan started to drive.

"Syd, I want one more." He told her quietly after Sydney turned on Snow White.

"Another child?"

"Yes. A connection to this family, I want one more. I feel like an outsider with you and the kids being related in a way, I want a child to feel welcome." He explained, and Sydney leant over to whisper into his ear.

"As you wish, sir."

The next morning, Sydney took a pregnancy test, only to find it positive. She sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating the decision of having one more child. It had been Ryan's wish to be connected, and she wanted it as much as him, but she wanted to know if she was ready. Ryan entered in his jeans and tee shirt. "It's positive." She informed him.

Ryan looked at her and walked over, embraced her, and kissed her cheeks and lips. "Sydney, are you happy, because it doesn't seem like it." Ryan told her and she looked him in the eye.

"Ryan, I'm not sure I'm ready to get fat again. I like my clothes." Ryan chuckled and helped her out the door to see her children and tell them the news. "Isabelle, Thomas, Douglas, sweetheart. Me and you're father have news." She took Ryan aside. "If I give birth, we get a dog."

"Me and you're mother are going to give you another brother or sister."

"And a dog." Sydney reminded him. "In fact, we were just about to go pick him or her out. She lifted Isabelle and took Thomas's hand, leaving Douglas and Ryan together. The drove to the pet shop, the kids talking and giggling excitedly, Isabelle and Thomas conversing in Dutch, Douglas picking out words she knew, and learning new ones. The stopped and entered the shop, instantly draw to different dogs. Sydney smiled, and Ryan went in after taking her hand. "Thomas, Isabelle, Douglas." She called. "What dog do you want?" They talked some simple Dutch so Doug would understand and Isabelle took Sydney's hand.

"This one!" She pointed to a black and white Canadian Eskimo Dog, or a type of Husky. The helper came over to them and started talking about its temperament, so they would know.

"This male dog has been here for a year, and nobody likes him, or even looks at him. He love people, and can be excited easily. He is gentle, and unnamed. This breed is rather rare."

Ryan and Sydney whispered to each other and then nodded. "We think that our kids should choose the dog of their choice, and this is it. What do you want to name him, you guys?"

They talked a little more and Thomas started, "Prince!" He exclaimed, and the dog that had been let out of his little cage barked and came up to them. They giggled, and laughed merrily, Thomas saying, "We want Prince to come home with us!" He exclaimed, and hugged the dog. "Please!"

"Yes."

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