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Derek tried to sit Melody in one of the chairs in the waiting room. She was still kicking and screaming, furious because the nurses had forced them to leave the room.

"I want to go!" she screamed, insistent, kicking the air.

"Shut the hell up!" Derek shouted "I'm sick of hearing you scream!"

Her eyes filled with tears, but she pressed her lips together, before replying "I want my mommy!"

"I told you to shut up!" he shouted again, louder this time, inches from the face of Melody. "Obey the fuck up!"

"I will be silent ..." she whispered

Melody lowered her head, avoiding his gaze. Derek closed his eyes, throwing his head back. God, he was so nervous.

When her heart started beating so fast, he really thought he going to lose her. She would die in cardiac arrest, and there would never be a second chance for both of them.

Apparently, it was all a scare, but the doctor was still in the room. That situation was driving him crazy. He needed answers.

Derek sat next to Melody. She was staring at the floor, not moving a muscle. He cursed himself for scaring her like that.

He stroked her back smoothly, trying to comfort her

"Hey ... are you mad at me?"

She shook her head, without raising her eyes to him "I don't want your forgiveness"

Derek could not help laughing. Despite his screams, she was so stubborn "I do owe you an apology"

"NO!" she cried, her eyes wide in terror "is not necessary"

Her eyes were full of pain. But if everything was okay, in a few minutes, Dr. Lewis would leave the room with news about Penelope.

Suddenly, he felt her hand on his knee. Melody continued staring at the floor

"You don't apologize, Derek. It's my fault "

"Baby ... forget it, ok?"

"I'm sorry. I will not be a disobedient girl again"

She had so much pain in her voice, that he wanted to kick his own ass. Derek knew he had a temper, but his strength was escaping from his mouth. He would never be able to hit a child. Melody had no reason to be afraid of him.

He just ...

"Forgive me," she whispered weakly and Derek's eyes widened in awful disbelief.

Her small hand rose from his knee to his thigh, before heading back down. He furrowed his brow, horrified. She began to cry, while her hand up his thigh, this time getting closer ...

"Stop!" he shouted, grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand from his leg, "What are you doing?"

Her big eyes looked at him sadly, her cheeks wet. Her lower lip trembled uncontrollably as her sobs were more audible. "Apologize for being a bad girl"

This could not be happening. That could not be true.
Dean had been able to do that? Of course he could. He was a fucking pederast who used his perverted punishments in order to abusing his niece.

He sighed heavily, trying to control his anger. That monster must die. Dean deserved a slow and painful death.
Melody's cries forced him to open his eyes. That poor girl was only seven years old, she did not even know what his uncle was doing to her ...

"Melody, come here," he said, sitting the girl in his legs "Don't ever do something like that again. Did your uncle Dean forced you to apologize in this way?"

She dropped her head on his shoulder, sobbing still "He got mad at me. He said I was a stupid capricious girl"

"That's not true. You're not stupid, nor capricious" he said, placing her chin in his hand, "You're a smart sweet beautiful girl. Nobody has the right to hurt you, baby. Nobody"

"I do not want to be around him. I do not want to apologize to Dean. Either do not want his apology"

"He will not hurt you again. I promise"

Derek held her tightly, giving a kiss to her temple. He could not help but think that Melody could be his daughter. She could be part of his own blood, born of his body. That bastard had abused her. He had disturbed his little girl and he was going to pay for it. Of course he was going to pay for it.

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She opened her eyes, looking around the room.
God, her whole body hurt like hell.

"What am I doing here?" Penelope whispered, still numbed by the effects of the pills.

A tall dark man looked at her carefully. In his white coat was embroidered 'Doctor Lewis'

"Fantastic" she stammered, feeling her eyelids falling back over her eyes "Just what I needed"

"Hi, Miss Garcia" he said, a big smile on his face "I'm glad you're awake. Outside there are two people who are eager to see you"

Penelope licked her lips, raising her hand to the center of her forehead. "They are Gothic or something?"

The doctor made a gesture of confusion, frowning "No. Why should they be?"

"Oh, nothing," she said sarcastically "I look like a living dead"

Why was she there? No, the biggest question was ... Who the hell she was?

Thanks to Doctor Sympathy, she now knew her name was Penelope Garcia. Apparently she had people who loved her was waiting her awakening.

That was all she knew about herself.

"Doctor, where are those loved ones of mine?"

He smiled again, still writing, God knows what, in his report.

"They will soon arrive. When you woke up, you were too numb to speak, so they went to eat"

The door opened and she wished that people appeared, whoever they were in her life. She needed answers, and soon.

But unfortunately for her, the woman with red hair and round face, did not seem to come to visit her.

The poor nurse looked visibly tired,as she examined the dropper that was stuck in Penelope's vein.

"Hey Penelope. How are you?" the woman asked, all smiles.

"Drugged. Confused. Distressed ... Did I say confused?"

The woman laughed, before nodding her head

"Yes, dear. But it's completely normal, in your state. You've been over a month in a coma"

"Have I been asleep for a month?" she asked incredulously, "Why?"

"You had a car accident and you suffered a brain contusion, but nothing serious"

"Oh, nothing serious," she whispered, her eyebrows raised. Now a brain contusion was a pain in the nose.

This was going to be long. This was going to be an endless torture.
And why the hell no one came to visit her?

Maybe she was a wicked witch. Of those who don't greet their neighbors or recycle their trash. Maybe she was an unloved woman in the neighborhood, and everyone was happy about her accident.

Penelope heard noises that interrupted her thoughts about her own life.

"Melody, don't run ... You'll fall!"

She frowned, closing her eyes. That voice ... That voice was so familiar …

The door swung open, and a little girl ran to her, flopping on the bed, "Mommy!"

Penelope opened her eyes wide, 'Mommy? She? Mom?'

Then she raised her eyes to the man who smiled at her from the doorway. "Hey"

She looked at the man. His jeans were tight on his muscular legs. His black shirt was pressed against his dazzling muscles. She gaped at his huge dark biceps. His deep brown eyes, his perfect smile ...

"Oh. My. God" she whispered, still dazzled by this sexy gorgeous amazing strange