Bo groaned as he blinked the sleep from his eyes. It was morning and he had fallen asleep at the table reading and re-reading the papers taken from Lawrence's. He sat up and began turning his head back and forth in an effort to rid himself of the stiffness in his neck. As he turned his head he caught a glimpse of Carly out of the corner of his eye.

He walked over to the bed and looked down at her. She looked like she was sleeping peacefully. He smiled as he thought back to all those mornings on the boat when he would wake up first and he would just lay there and watch her sleep. Then he would wake her with a kiss that usually led to them making love and one or both of them being late for work.

Bo shook his head slightly to clear his head and looked back down at Carly. Then he looked at his watch and realized it was time to give her the medication that Marcus had left for her. He quickly found the proper medication and carefully inserted the needle into the IV port and pushed the plunger on the syringe. He fervently prayed to any god in heaven that this medication was helping her and that she would wake soon.

Bo walked back over to the table and looked down at the last document he had read the night before. He just couldn't believe what it said. He couldn't believe anyone could be so cruel to a woman as beautiful and kind as Carly. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Shane's number.

"Hey Governor."

"Bo, how is everything? Did you get Carly to the safe house?"

"Yeah, Marcus and I got her here."

"Any problems?"

"No. Nothing so far. Marcus left for New York last night and Carly and I are safe and sound where no one will find us."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I have hidden her in a place that no one knows about."

"I hope your right. I don't like that you wouldn't let me post guards around where ever it is you are."

"I know but I can take care of myself and I will protect Carly you don't have to worry about us."

"If you say so. How is she?"

"She's the same."

"I'm sorry."

"Thanks, listen man have you read your copy of the papers your agents got from Larry's?"

"Yes I have and I can't even fathom how anyone could do what he has done."

"Neither can I." Bo's voice darkened with anger as he thought about the pain and torment his princess had endured all these years.

"Listen Bo, I will take care of finding and protecting them. You concentrate on protecting yourself and Carly."

"But…"

"No buts. You can't leave her there alone and unconscious in order to go searching for them and I have the resources to search more thoroughly. I won't let anything happen to them. I promise you that."

Bo knew Shane was right as he looked over at Carly again. He couldn't leave her and when she woke up he would be able to tell her that Shane and the ISA were taking care of things.

"OK. But you'll keep me updated, right?"

"Of course. And you do the same. Let me know how she is and if you need any more supplies."

"I will. Thanks for everything man."

"No thanks needed, you're family. Both of you."

"Well thanks any way."

"I'll be in touch when I have some information for you."

"OK. Take care Governor."

"You too."

Bo hung up the phone and stretched his back and neck still stiff from sleeping at the table. 'A hot shower will help' he thought to himself. He looked over at Carly again then went to the door to check outside and make sure everything was as it should be. Then he made sure the door was locked securely and headed to the small bathroom to shower.

Bo walked into the bathroom and had a sudden thought. Carly hadn't had a bath in a couple of days. When they had stopped at the hospital in Italy a nurse had bathed her because she had been rather dirty. And one thing Bo knew about Carly is she didn't like being dirty. He remembered she would shower before work and then again when she got home after work. He had never complained because he usually ended up in the shower with her. "I'm going to give her a bath' he thought to himself.

Knowing he couldn't bring her into the bathroom and bathe her in the bath tub, he got a clean towel, wash cloths and the soap and took them into the main room. He set the stuff down next to Carly on the bed and went and got a large bowl that he filled with water that was just shy of hot but had a nice warmth to it and set it on the table next to the bed. It was about then that Bo had second thoughts about bathing Carly. He wondered how angry she would be when she woke up. Would she be angry?

He didn't know what all Lawrence had done to her. He only knew that what he had heard and seen since she was taken from that house. At the hospital Marcus had barely been able to explain to Bo and the others the extent of Carly's injuries because he was so upset. Carly had a massive concussion, all of her ribs were currently broken or cracked, and she was severely malnourished. Bo had a feeling there was more that Marcus hadn't told them about. But he didn't press it. He just vowed that any pain Lawrence had brought to Carly, he would bring that same pain back on Larry tenfold.

Bo put aside his misgivings and pulled back the covers. He then set to the task of undressing Carly. Once he had removed the hospital issued pajamas and she lay there completely naked, Bo just stood for a minute looking at her. He didn't see her shape or the curves of her body. All he could see were the bruises on her abdomen and down her legs and arms. He also saw how thin she was. She looked as though she hadn't eaten a proper meal in years. She was thinner than Hope and that was saying a lot. It made him angry to see her beautiful body so bruised and broken.

Bo took a wash cloth and soaked it in the warm water before ringing it out and squeezing a small amount of the body wash he had brought out onto the cloth. He worked up a light lather then gently began to wash Carly, careful not to press hard on the bruises or put pressure on her ribs. He picked up another wash cloth and used it to rinse the soap off of her. He carefully guided her into a sitting position so he could do her back. It was then that he saw them. The long thin scars that crisscrossed the delicate skin of her back.

They looked to be old scars made by a whip of some kind. With every detail he learned of Carly's life for the past 17 years he became angrier and angrier at Lawrence for the things he had done to her. But he also became madder and madder at himself for not fighting for her all those years ago. If only he had stopped her from getting on that plane with that bastard. Bo took a deep breath to get his anger and guilt under control and finished bathing Carly. Once he had dried her off he ran into the problem of finding something for her to wear. He didn't want to put her back in those hospital pj's.

Bo looked around the cabin and his mind flooded with the memories of the first time he and Carly had set foot in this cabin. It was in that blizzard and by the time they had gotten inside Carly's clothes were all wet and she was freezing. He had told her to get undressed while he searched for some dry clothes for her to put on. He was lucky that night he had found a sweater in a trunk that fit her. She had been so beautiful. Bo brought himself out of his memories and back to the present. He needed to find something for Carly to wear. She may be mad when she woke up and found out he had bathed her but she would be furious if she was still naked when she woke up.

Bo finally gave up his search and went to his own overnight bag and pulled out a Salem PD t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. He dressed Carly and pulled the blankets back over her. Now he would need to remedy the lack of clothing issue. For both of them. He would call Roman and see what he could do about getting them some clothes. Bo pulled out his cell phone and Dialed Romans' number. With his back turned he didn't see when the long slender fingers of Carly's right hand begin to move.