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Justin walked down the cold, bleak, white hallway the smell of coffee and cleanliness filled his noise. He entered the small room, looking at his family who was sitting together in the corner. He handed his parents each a styroform cup that was steaming.

"Thank you, sweetie." Theresa said quietly and Jerry nodded his gratitude taking the cup. Justin sighed and sat next to his mother, her eyes were red and inflamed, her hair unkempt.

"I wish someone other than the police would talk to us." She stated looking at the clock on the wall, "It feels like we've been here forever."

"It'll be okay, they are just doing their job, she'll be all right." Jerry told her soothingly, placing his hand on top of hers.

"I know but we shouldn't have gone out," Theresa spoke her voice cracking, "We should have stayed home."

"No, mom it's my fault I was the one in charge, I should have - ."

"Justin stop." Jerry scolded, "This is not our fault, the person who did this to her, this is their fault." Justin looked at his father, his words were filled with anger and his eyes dark.

"Now enough, Alex will be okay." Jerry told them and Justin wasn't sure who he was trying to convince them or himself. Justin looked down at the ground, feeling helpless.

"Magic can't fix this," He thought, "I can't fix this."

His hands ran over his jeans which had dark droplets of dried blood on them. He stomach tighten and he felt nauseous.

"Russo, Alexandra?" His head snapped up immediately.

"That's us." Jerry replied.

The doctor was young in his mid-thirties, with dark brown hair and black framed glasses. He wore light blue scrubs and carried a clipboard.

"I'm Doctor Sam Jensen."

"I'm Jerry and this is my wife Theresa."

"Is Alex okay?" Theresa asked quickly.

"Right now she is stable but we need to talk more privately."

"What? Why?" Jerry replied.

"Is something wrong?" Theresa questioned worriedly. The doctor cleared his throat looking at Max and Justin.

"I think we should talk privately in my office, it's just down the hallway." He told them leading them out into the corridor.

"Mom, wait." Justin pleaded following them.

"Justin, Max stay here." The two boys listened and stopped, watching them walk away.

"This is stupid, she's our sister we deserve to know what is going on." Max said, Justin nodded in agreement and pulled out his wand.

"I just want to know the facts, give me the stats and lend me an ear to let me hear."

"Can you hear what they are saying?" Max asked.

"Shh." Justin responded, listening intently with his ears to the conversation down the hallway.

"Is Alex going to be all right?" Jerry asked.

"Alex is going to be fine. Her injuries consist of a serve concussion, lacerations, serve bruising, a dislocated shoulder, a broken wrist, three broken ribs, and some minor bleeding."

"Good God." He heard his father mumble.

"Minor bleeding?" Theresa asked.

"Their was some bleeding around her spleen but we were able to repair it." Both his parents breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now Mr. and Mrs. Russo." Doctor Jensen began cautiously, "Alex was brought in here unconscious with the speculation that she was attacked. Since she is a minor I need your consent to run some tests."

"What kind of tests?" Jerry asked.

"This is going to be difficult for you to hear," Justin heard the doctor warned them, "Your daughter came in with her clothes torn and her jeans button was busted, we believe that she may have been sexually assaulted. We need a test to confirm it."

The last thing Justin heard was his mother's desperate cry.

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