A/N: I was too excited to wait to post this. So here you go! The next Chapter! Please review, enjoy!

EPOV

I was numb. I became conscious but couldn't open my eyes. I could hear people saying my name over and over. I felt as if I was moving but I was lying down. Everything was foggy. Bella, what had happened to Bella? Was I in hell? I had so many questions but nothing came out. I felt I was being moved and then I landed on something soft.

"Son, open your eyes. Edward, come on son. I need you to open your eyes."

The voice was familiar, could it be? No, it can't be. I tried to move my arms. They were being held down by something or someone. I couldn't tell.

I heard someone ask "Carlisle, are you sure you can handle this?"

"I am the only one available, what am I suppose to do? Dr. Martin is already with the female. Now let us get 2 IV's going with fluids running wide. Put in a nasal airway and draw some blood. Check his vital signs every 5 minutes and page surgery for a consult. Edward, it's your dad. Can you please open your eyes?"

I am trying, Dad. I wanted to say but nothing came out. I tried and tried to open my eyes. This all had to be a dream…but where was Bella. I hope she was okay.

"His heart rate is rising…" I heard someone say. I didn't recognize the voice.

"Let's get him undressed, cut his clothes off." Carlisle said.

No! No one could know, especially not my Dad! I could feel the adrenaline start to pump through my veins. I got my arms loose and my eyes flung open. I ripped the breathing mask off my face. "No! Please don't! Dad! No! No! No!" I started kicking my feet. I couldn't help it, I didn't want to be here. Before I had a chance to sit up, four people were already holding me down, one of them being my father.

"Son, listen to me. Everything is going to be okay, you are safe now. You need to calm down or we will have to sedate you. Son, look at me!" My father strictly said to me. I obeyed but still tried to fight. I wanted to leave, to go back to the house, to be with my Bella, before the men came. Tears were flowing down my cheeks.

"You can't take my clothes off! Please leave them on! I am begging you! As a doctor here please respect that! I don't want you to find out how disgusting I am! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry Dad!"

"Son, listen to me. None of this is your fault. Whatever happened is not your fault. You are not disgusting. I am your father and I am just trying to help, I love you and I would never judge you. Shh…Edward…everything is going to be fine. We all are just trying to help and no one is going to judge you." I saw my Dad look up at someone and then nod. I knew what was coming, we learned it many times before. The silent nod, saying yes to something you didn't want the patient to know.

"Dad, make them stop! You are the doctor! No! Wait! I am the doctor! I am ordering you to stop! I will never forgive you!" I screamed as I felt restraints being placed around my wrists and ankles. I felt someone start an IV and my Dad placed the oxygen mask over my face. I started to feel fuzzy again but before I let sleep engulf me I spoke, "Dad, please save Bella. Please take care of her…."

"I will son, I promise. But we need to take care of you first. I will check on her as soon as we are done here. I love you."

"I love you too."

I felt really groggy. I wasn't sure at first where I was. But the smell of disinfectant and the bright white lights told me I was in the hospital. I had spent so many days in this hospital, I knew this place better than my own home. There was an oxygen mask over my face and I tried to move it but my hands were being held down by something. I saw someone move out of the corner of my eye. He must have been sitting in the chair.

"Son, it's your father." I couldn't look at him, I was too ashamed. "Look at me, please." He moved the oxygen mask from my face. I looked at him.

"You are in the hospital. You had a stab wound to your right lower quadrant of your abdomen. You had to have surgery but it went well. It didn't hit any major organs. I am so happy that you are okay. I love you, son."

"I love you too, Dad." I said in a raspy voice. "Can you please remove the restraints? I feel ridiculous. I am a doctor here, being restrained?"

"Edward, the restraints were necessary. You were disoriented and upset. You wouldn't let us treat you and were trying to fight us off." There was a long silent pause, "Now son, I need to ask you something that is very important and I need you to be completely honest with me. I am not going to judge you and I will love you no matter what. No one else has to know. Edward, were you raped?"

The monitor started beeping as my heart rate and blood pressure increased. "No!" I screamed, "Nothing happened, I am fine! Please just let me go! I want to see Bella! I want to go home!"

"Son, you need to tell me the truth. It is for your own health...We need to know what happened."

"Nothing happened! You don't need to know anything! Leave me alone! I want to be left alone," I wanted to die. And after I said good bye to Bella, I would do just that. I started to sob and hyperventilate. I couldn't help it. "I want to…see…Bella."

"Edward you need to calm down, you are going to rip your stitches out. Bella is in the ICU, she is also sedated but she should be fine. You will be able to see her in a few days. I know you are angry but if your Mother and myself lost you again….well it would be just unbearable. Edward, please? Will you tell me what happened? "

"I hate you! Get out! I hate you!" My dad just sat in the chair, stress written all over his face. He reached for the call button and when the nurse asked "How can I help you?" "Yes this is Dr. Carlisle. Can you please bring me 2mg of Ativan IV push please?" "Right away Doctor."

"Will you please just leave me alone! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I want to die! Please just let me die! Tell Bella I am so sorry!" I was still on my rant when the nurse came into the room with the syringe and handed it to Carlisle.

"Son, this is what is best. I love you." He said as he pushed the sedative through my IV.

I am not sure how long I was out for. But when I woke up, my dad was sleeping in the chair. I laid there for a few minutes before making a sound. I wonder if anyone else came to see me? Or did they all know what happened, and they were ashamed of me? I pulled against my restraints out of anger, my dad woke up to the sound.

He walked over to me. "Son, how are you feeling?"

I didn't look at him or answer. He placed his hand on my shoulder. "I love you and I'm not leaving your side." He paused for a few moments. "Is there anything you need?"

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Son, you have a catheter in. You can just go."

I looked at him, straight in the eye. "Are you serious? And who would have put that in? One of the nurses I work with? How great! Do I get no privacy? Take it out. I want it out!"

"Brian from surgery put it in. And yes you do have privacy. You needed it because you have been unconscious for a few hours and had to have surgery. It was either that or a diaper. Once you have had time to process this and stay calm we can take it out along with the restraints. But you need to talk to me. I am worried about you."

I could play this game. "Dad, I am sorry! I am calm, I'm just worried about Bella. Can you tell me how she is doing?"

"She actually gave permission for us to tell you. She is doing a lot better. She thought you were dying and was afraid so she took a lot of medicine to kill herself. She is on the same floor as you, only a few rooms down. She is awake and doing great. She will probably be discharged in a few days."

"Well I am happy to hear that. Can you please undo the restraints at least? I am very uncomfortable."

"Will you promise to be good?" He asked with a smirk.

"Yes, of course. And I am sorry for before."

"There is nothing to be sorry for. Everyone understands." He said as he released my restraints. I tried to sit up and realized I was too weak to do so.

Dad pushed the button and raised the head of my bed.

"Thanks." I said softly, too ashamed that I couldn't help myself.

"Are you hungry, son?"

"No, thanks. I am just tired. I would like to see Mom though."

"Ok, I will get her. We still need to talk about what happened though."

I just nodded, he wouldn't be able to get another chance.

As soon as he walked out the door, I disconnected my IV's. I turned the alarms off from the monitor and slowly swung my legs over the side. I slowly started to stand up. My legs were very weak but I grabbed my catheter bag and held on to the bed. I made my way to the wall and walked out the door. I had to find Bella, so I could say good bye.

Outside my room, there was a wheelchair. I sat down and slowly wheeled myself to Bella's room. I rounded the corner and saw 2 people in her room. The way they were acting and the way they looked, I assumed they were her parents. Bella was sitting up in bed smiling and laughing while her mom sat next to her. She seemed so happy, happy without me.

I turned around to head back to my room, when I saw a crash cart sitting in the hallway. They must have just had a cardiac arrest because it was unlocked and no one was around. I opened the door and found vials of medication. I quickly grabbed them, not even knowing what they were and headed back to my room.

It seemed to take me forever to get back but I rolled right into the bathroom that was connected to my room. I said a prayer, telling God that I wouldn't be able to handle life now. I wanted to be with him and not cause anyone anymore pain. I filled the syringes with medications and pushed them through my IV's. I refused to see what medications they were. I was okay with not knowing what was going to happen to me.

CARLISLE POV

"Esme, dear? He is asking to see you."

"Really? How is he doing?"

"I am not sure. He says he is fine but I don't know. But I know he wants to see his mother. He hasn't admitted to the rape yet and I am not sure he will for awhile. So please don't say anything. He gets very upset about it and I don't want to have to sedate him again. I can't keep him from facing his pain forever."

Esme and I walked towards our son's hospital room. I pushed open the door and was shocked to find him not in there.

"Carlisle, where is he? Did the nurses take him for a test?"

"Everyone was instructed to not take him from his room without my permission…"

Just then I heard a loud crash coming from his connecting bathroom. I ran inside to find my son seizing on the floor, blood pouring from his head. Beside him lay empty medication vials and syringes.

"Edward! Oh my! What have you done? Esme pull the emergency cord behind you! Help! I need help in here!" I placed a hand towel under his head, trying to prevent him from hitting his head again.

A nurse ran in to help, "Dr. Cullen what happened?"

"I am not sure! I need 2mg of Ativan in here stat! I also need oxygen! And extra hands to help get him back into bed! "

Within seconds, one of the nurses came back with the Ativan and 3 other nurses. "2 mg of Ativan given," I said as I pushed the medication through his IV.

"On my count, we will lift him. 1,2,..3 LIFT!" Once we got him back into his bed, he started to seize again. "I need 5 mg of Valium! And some one tell me what was in those medication vials!"

"Here is 5 mg of Valium! And it was a bottle of insulin, I sent someone for a glucometer and dextrose!"

After the Valium, Edward stopped seizing but he also stopped breathing adequately. "Someone insert a nasal airway!"

"Dr. Cullen his sugar is 16! I am giving him an amp of dextrose!"

"Dextrose is in! Where is that nasal airway?!" I screamed at anyone who would listen.

"Sir he is fighting the airway but it is in and he is breathing on his own."

"Son, open your eyes. Please? Can you hear me?"

Edwards eyes popped open just then and his arms flew up, "Let me die, daddy! Please just let me die! Please?" He screamed as he ripped at the IV's in his arms.

I looked away from him and grabbed his arm, "I need restraints placed on, I need another IV started and another 2 mg of Ativan given. He will need a repeat glucose check every 10 minutes, and an NG tube!"

I looked back at my son who was sobbing and fighting. I looked down at him. "Son, please? We want to just help, we don't want to lose you and we can get through this together."

"Dr. Cullen, his sugar is 198 right now and here is the NG tube you asked for."

"Son, there is a lot of things that are going to happen now. Please don't fight it! I am going to place this tube down your nose and John is going to stitch up your head."
I slowly placed the tube down his nose and he started to choke "Son, just swallow, come on son, just remember how it's done. You tell patients all the time, swallow like you are taking a drink." Once it was in place, I taped it secure.

Edward looked up at me with sorrow in his eyes "I am so sorry for being such a horrible and disgusting person" And with that he fell asleep.

"Dr. Cullen, I'm sorry to bother you but your wife just passed out in the hallway."

"Okay, Suzy will you check to make sure his vitals are stable and to make sure he didn't rip any stitches out? I want a CT scan of his head after the stitches are done and he is not to be left unattended. Repeat the sedative every 15 minutes." I said quickly as I ran out into the hallway.

I ran over to my wife who was lying on the floor. "I was walking by and noticed that she looked pale and not well. I asked her if she was feeling okay and she just passed out, I caught her before she hit her head." Said Chris, one of the floor nurses.

"Esme, dear? Can you hear me? Can you open your eyes?

"Carlisle?" She whimpered.

"Dear, we are going to go and get you checked out okay? Chris can you go get a gurney and we can take her down to the ER."

"I'm fine Carlisle, I just need to see Edward…"

I picked Esme up and placed her on the gurney.

"Esme, you know with your condition we need to get you checked out. Edward is stable. We are getting a CT scan of his head to make sure he doesn't have a concussion but we need to get you checked out first."

Esme was slightly dehydrated and she had told me she hadn't eaten since last night. So I ordered fluids and made her eat something. She was feeling a lot better after that.

"Carlisle, is Edward going to be okay?" Esme asked me.

"Physically, yes. Mentally it's going to take a while for him to heal. We just have to be patient and make sure he knows that we are there for him and that we love him."

"Does he know about the baby?"

"No, I am not sure he could handle that right now."

"Maybe it would want him to be strong and have a worth of living."

"Maybe, I am just afraid it might make him completely lose it. He has only been free for 18 hours, he needs time. Jasper is the psychologist on call tonight and I am going to have him sit with Edward tonight. Dr. Jones is on his way home from vacation and will take over his case tomorrow. I felt bad but he agreed that a non-family member should take Edwards case and got on the first flight home that was available. Jasper will be there only if Edward would need him and I don't want him to be left alone for a while. I ordered suicide watch so he will never be left alone. Dr. Jones will talk to him in depth tomorrow."

"I feel so helpless…" Esme whispered, as a tear fell down her cheek.

"Honey, Edward is strong. He will get through this. We will get through this but right now you need to take care of yourself. Alice is on her way here to pick you up and take you home."

"I don't want to leave Edward," Esme snapped back.

"Esme, he is going to be fine. He will be asleep for a long time and you are no good to him if you are sick." Just then Alice skipped through the door.

"Mom? Are you okay? Dad told me what happened. Is Edward okay? Can I see him?" Alice hammered off.

"Alice, calm down. Your mother is fine, she just forgot to eat. So make sure she eats when you get home and to drink a lot of fluids. Edward is fine too, he is sleeping right now. So I'm afraid you will not be able to see him yet. It may be awhile until he can have visitors."

"Can you tell him that I love him?"

"Of course Alice, I will do that."

"Carlisle, take care of our son. I love you," Esme whispered in my ear and kissed me on the cheek.

"I love you to dear, please take care of yourself."

I watched as Alice and Esme walked out of the hospital. I needed to sleep. I have been up for 26 hours. Last night when they raided the home that Edward and Bella were being held, I was so anxious. My plan was to talk to Jasper before he went into Edward's room and then try to sleep. Even an hour or two would be helpful.

I caught up with Jasper just as he was about to enter Edwards room.

"Jasper, hold up! I wanted to talk to you before you went in there."

"I read his chart, this is horrible Carlisle."

"I know, he is sedated right now. I am not going to order any more sedatives at the moment but there is an as needed order if he wakes up and gets combative once more. I would rather not take the restraints off unless you feel it's okay. Dr. Jones will be here tomorrow morning to take over the case. He hasn't admitted to the rape yet, every time I have brought it up he gets very angry and combative."

Jasper nodded his head, "That is normal for this situation,"

"Oh and he doesn't know about the baby yet. If you feel it's a good time to tell him, go ahead. If not we will wait, I am going to be in the lounge trying to sleep for a few hours. Page me if you need me."

"Of course I will," Jasper said as he gave me a hug, "We will get him through this."

I nodded back and headed for the lounge. I knew I wouldn't have been any good to him if I was sleep deprived.

EDWARD POV

I could feel someone watching me. I didn't want to open my eyes but the person started to talk to me.

"Edward, how are you feeling?"

I knew that voice and it startled me, I was not expecting him to be here.

"What are you doing here?"

"I am the psychiatrist on call. You don't have to tell me anything, I just came down to evaluate the situation. Like I said, you don't have to tell me anything that you don't want to tell me. I will hand over the case to another doctor in the morning," explained Jasper.

"I don't want to talk to you, "I spit back.

"Then listen…" Jasper started to say.

"You already know what happened," I accused, I know he had read my chart and talked to my father.

"Edward you have a lot of people that love you and care about you, this is going to be a process. I have talked to your doctor…"

"You mean my father."

"Yes your father. We are in the process of getting another doctor to come and cover your case and he will be in here in the morning. But we are going to give you something to help you sleep. It won't completely knock you out but it will help you relax and rest." Jasper explained.

"I don't want anything….I'll be fine. But taking the restraints off would be a lot more comfortable to sleep. Also please let my father know I would like this tube out of my nose."

"Well I can't take the restraints off until we are sure you are not a danger to yourself…so go to sleep, you need rest, your body has been through a lot."

"Once you leave, I will. I can't sleep with someone watching me."

Jasper frowned, "Edward, I am also here to keep an eye on you."

That was the final straw, "WHAT? I am on suicide watch? This is crazy, I don't need a babysitter! I can barely move," I screamed as I pulled on the restraints, "I can't do anything anyways! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!" I was only vaguely aware of the machines beeping loudly and fast. I started to try to move my legs and was pulling extremely hard on the restraints. I had to get out of here!

Jasper started to walk towards me after he had hit the emergency button.

"Edward please, calm down. You are okay, I am just here to make sure it stays that way." Jasper grabbed my wrists to stop me from fighting. They were bleeding from pulling so hard on the restraints, I didn't care.

At some point my father had come in and now he was right in front of me, "Edward, please calm down. Everything is going to be okay. I know you may not believe that now but it will be."

I stopped fighting and looked right into his eyes, the eyes I had longed to see again. The eyes I prayed every night I would get to look into again. I could feel the tears forming and tipping over onto my cheeks. "I have nothing to live for. I am never going to be able to move forward from what has happened!"

My father leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me and I accepted. I gave myself to him and I cried like a little boy. He was comforting me and that is what I had wanted for so long. He stroked my hair and whispered comforting words. After what only seemed like seconds, he let go. I then realized Jasper had cleaned the blood from my wrists and placed a bandage on them.

I saw my Dad look at Jasper, Jasper then nodded, "Son, listen. You do have something to live for. Bella is pregnant. She is 6 weeks along and the baby seems healthy and the heartbeat is strong." Carlisle said carefully.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, "Are you serious? Is it mine?"

"According to how far along she is, it could only be yours."

I was shocked, "But how couldn't I have seen…I am a doctor, you would have thought I would have seen the signs…"

"Son, you were in a stressful situation and some women do not show signs this early, you know that. You kept her healthy and eating, which kept the baby healthy."

"But she took all those medications, I shouldn't have given her those pain meds. I was only trying to make her comfortable…" my mind was going in a million different directions.

"You did nothing wrong. You didn't know, everything looks good as of now. She will be closely watched through her whole pregnancy."

"She took all the dilauded to kill herself…"

Carlisle interrupted me, "Edward, everything looks good right now. You need to get some sleep."

"NO! She tried to kill herself and she is pregnant! That is where Jasper should be, not watching me! I am tied up so tight that I won't be able to try again! She has been through so much more than me, someone needs to be there for her, watching her. I need to get to her, I am all she has! Her parents sold her for goodness sakes!" I pulled on my restraints again, I could feel my body starting to shake. I needed to get to her.

"Edward, please stop. She is fine, I promise. I won't let anything happen to her…"He was in front of me once more, his hands on my shoulders, gently pushing my shoulders back towards the bed. "Rosalie has been with her most of the night and your mother was with her for a while today. Rosalie is handling the social service part of this case as well as being there for her because of you. We know she is special to you. You have your whole family here for you."

"NOOOOOOOO! Stop, I need to get to her. I have to! I tried to save her!" I was really shaking now but I needed to get to her. I suddenly felt a pinch in my arm and I was pushed flat against the bed. I knew I was just given yet another sedative. Jasper was on one side of me, my father on the other.

"You and Bella are both safe now. Bella isn't alone, she has us too….I love you son. I can't say it enough…"Carlisle whispered in my ear as I let the darkness engulf me.

Carlisle POV

Before Edward fell asleep, he whispered, "My mom…" I couldn't take it anymore. I let a few tears fall from my eyes. I felt Jasper's hand on my shoulder.

"I hate having to sedate him."

"It is for his own safety. He is still very weak and has a lot of injuries." Jasper said in a comforting voice.

"I know, I just never thought I would be dealing with a patient like this, let alone my own son. We can only know what happened from the physical evidence and that is enough to put any person over the edge. We don't know anything else that happened."

"Carlisle, Edward has a long road ahead of him but he has all of us. He is embarrassed about being raped, that much I know. He didn't come right out and say it but it's the way he is reacting, you can tell. He kept that girl alive, risking everything and then someone to do the most degrading thing of all, at least in his mind. I don't think he is going to agree to using the rape kit that was done."

"He probably will be furious when he finds out, he is probably going to feel that he was violated again but he also needs to be reexamined to check his injuries. I am sure it's not going to be easy but I do not want to do it while he is unconscious."

"I am sure Dr. Jones would petition for you as his father to be his medical POA considering he is suicidal and not thinking straight. But that would be the last resort, hopefully he can come to the decision on his own. It would be better that way."

"Yes, we can talk to about it in the morning. I am going to check on Bella, are you okay still staying with him?"

Jasper nodded once more, "I got a text from Alice before Edward woke up and she said that Esme is feeling a lot better and did eat dinner. She also said it took a bit but she is sleeping soundly now."

"Thank you Jasper. Page me as soon as he wakes up, don't take the restraints off until I can talk to him, please."

EPOV

This time when I woke, I had an itch on my nose. I tried to pull my hand to my face but they were being held down, 'Not again…' I thought to myself. I was afraid to open my eyes to see who was here with me now. I had no idea how long I had been out for but my mind and body were both physically drained. I figured I might as well get it over with and open my eyes.

Sitting across the room reading a book was Jasper.

"Good morning Edward." He said simply.

"Morning? What time is it?" I asked, it was still dark outside from what I could see.

"Its 4 am. How are you feeling?"

"Exhausted." I hardly had the strength to keep my eyes open.

"That's expected. I need to page your Dad to let him know you are awake, is that okay?" Jasper asked carefully.

I tried to nod but it was too much effort so I just said "Yea" is in a very quiet voice.

"I will only be gone for a second, be right back Edward." Jasper said as he closed the door.

He must have seen how tired I was to leave me alone but then again I was tied to the bed and unable to do anything. I really wanted these things off, my nose really itched. I had so much to think about that my head hurt. Nevermind, that is probably from the stitches in my head. This has been such a long day, I just wanted to go back to sleep.

Jasper walked back into the room and over to the side of my bed, "Your Dad will be here in a few minutes."

"Thanks," is all I said. I tried to wiggle my nose to stop the itching with no success.

"Does your nose itch? I can get it for you," Jasper asked.

"Yea on the right side," I responded in a monotone voice.

I didn't mean to but when Jasper reached up to scratch my nose I flinched, he pulled his hand back quickly.

"I'm sorry Edward!"

"No I am sorry, can you try again?" I could feel the tears forming. He scratched my nose and I felt better but then I turned my head away from him. I didn't want to see me cry. He didn't say anything but I felt his hand slip into mine and squeeze. I squeezed back as the tears spilled from my eyes. We didn't say anything for the longest time. We didn't need to. We had been best friends for 15 or more years and now we were brothers.

I am the one who broke the ice, I turned to look at him, "Why did this happen? Why did this happen to me? Why did this happen to her? I can't even wrap my head around everything. I am so tired and I just don't know what to do. I'm sorry for getting so crazy and angry. I just don't know how to handle this. I don't know how to talk about what happened. I figure if I don't admit to it, it never happened. What child is going to want a father like me? I am no good to anyone….I really just want to die…" and then I stopped and quickly said, "I didn't mean that!"

Jasper looked right into my eyes, "Yes you did mean that and it's okay. We are going to get through this."

Just then my father walked through the door, he looked exhausted. He was pale and had dark circles under his eyes. This was all my fault. Then I noticed 2 syringes in his hands.

"What are those for? I'm not combative, please I don't want any more sedatives. I already feel so exhausted. Please, no more!" I tried to say with some authority but it came out more like a whimper.

"Good morning son, yes one is a sedative but I'm not giving it you. At least not right now. The other is a pain medication, how is your pain?"

"I'm fine." I snapped back too quickly. It was a lie, Jasper knew it was a lie, my dad knew it was a lie. The truth was it felt like my whole body was on fire. Everything hurt. I just didn't want any more medications and I deserved the pain.

"Edward, we have something we need to talk to you about. It's very important." My dad stated.

"I don't think there is," trying to avoid my fathers and Jaspers faces. I didn't want to do this now, I didn't want to do this ever.

"Son, we know what happened. At least from what the physical evidence shows. We know you were raped..,"

"NO! NO! I wasn't!" I tried to scream. They couldn't know.

"Edward, we know. It's okay, it's not your fault. But the injuries have to be reassessed to make sure the stitches are still intact and the bleeding has stopped. Now I will not be doing the exam…"

"NO! Please?! I am fine, just let me die…that would be better…"

My father walked closer to me and sat on the edge of the bed, I couldn't look at him. If I could have disappeared I would have…I knew he had to be ashamed of me.

"Son, listen to me. This is not your fault. None of it is. If a rape victim came into the emergency room would you tell him or her that it was their fault?"

I didn't answer, he knew I knew the answer.

"Exactly, now we do have something else to tell you to. There was a rape kit done, obviously it is your choice on what happens with that but you needed to know."

I was mortified. I asked in a very low voice, "Did you do it?"

"No, Jared the RN did it. And Garret the PA placed the stitches. I did not have anything to do with this, I told you, you do have privacy. I am overseeing your case but when I can I have others do certain things. Now, I paged Garret to reexamine you, if everything is fine this is the last it should need to be done. The stitches will dissolve so no need to get them taken out. Does that sound like a plan?"

I nodded.

"I can give you a sedative if you would like?" my dad asked.

"No! I don't want anymore, please? No more!" I exclaimed. I was terrified, I really just wanted to go to sleep and not wake up but I did not want to be violated again.

"Okay, no sedative for this procedure. It's okay."

Just then Garret and Jared walked in, "Good morning Edward." He had a look of pity on his face. I can't handle pity, I deserve to be disgusting to people.

"I am going to take the restraints off okay?" my dad said.

I nodded. He did as he said he would and then him and Jasper headed for the door.

"Wait! Dad, will you stay with me. I'm scared…"

"Of course son, I will always stay with you if that's what you want." He walked to the head of my bed.

"At any point you want me to stop just say so. I will tell you everything I am going to do before I do it. Do you understand Edward?"Garret asked.

I nodded. Tears, I could feel them coming again. There was no stopping them.

"We are going to help you roll onto your side towards your father. We are going to take this slowly, if it's too painful let us know, we can help with that."

They slowly helped me onto my side, it hurt even more than I imagined it would.

My dad could see the pain on my face, "I still can give you something to help with the pain Edward."

I shook my head no through clenched teeth.

"Okay right now I am just going to lift the sheet and you will feel my fingers on you. If at any point you want me to stop, let me know. Okay?" Garret stated.

"Yes." I said flatly, with tears streaming my cheeks. I grabbed my fathers' hands and squeezed. He squeezed back. I closed my eyes and tried not to think of what was happening.

"You are doing great Edward, now you are going to feel some pressure. I need to check if the bleeding has stopped. I know it's hard but try to relax."

CPOV

"Ahhhh!" Edward jumped into me, kicking his hips towards me and away from Garret.

Edward started to cry harder, "Shh, son. Take a deep breath." He squeezed my hands so hard and was sobbing.

"It hurts so bad, I hurt everywhere. I just want the pain to stop, I want everything to stop….Dad just make it stop, please?" cried Edward.

"We are all done. Edward you did great, everything looks good. The bleeding has stopped, so unless you start to bleed again there is no need for any more treatment or exams." Garret said.

I don't think Edward heard anything but I nodded at Garret. Him and Jared left the room quietly.

"Edward, I'm going to give you this pain medication. It will help with the pain. You don't deserve the pain, your body needs to heal, okay?"

He didn't respond he just continued to cry. I released his hands from mine and gave him the medication. After that I just sat and stroked his hair as he cried. When the pain medication started to kick in he started to get groggy and then soon after fell asleep. I knew it wasn't going to take a lot to make him sleep.

Just then Jasper walked in. "How is he?" he asked.

"Fine, the bleeding has stopped. He finally admitted to how much pain he was in and I gave him some pain medication. He told me he wants to die…" I admitted to Jasper.

"Yeah, he had said that to me too before you came in. Dr. Jones called the front desk he just got home, he is going to get a shower and be in an about an hour. I think we need to start Edward on some psychiatric medication. He is very fragile right now. If we don't get his mental state at least a little more stable, he isn't going to allow his body to heal properly. I am truly glad that he agreed to the exam on his own. Although because of his state of mind I think we should file for a medical POA but Dr. Jones would have to agree. Just in case we would need it."

"I love my son and we are going to do whatever we need to do to get him through this."