Amber rocked back and forth cradling Natalie's head in her arms begging for the girl not to be dead when she heard a small, soft, weak voice call her name.

"Amber, it…it hurts…I…it hurts." Amber looked down at the girl and when Natalie coughed blood came to her mouth and the girl seemed to struggle to breathe. Amber thought with fear she may have a punctured lung from a broken rib.

"Shh…don't talk, baby…shh…I…I am going to call for help." Amber said and laid Natalie's head down gently and wiped her eyes. She was about to stand when the girl grabbed her.

"No…mommy will get mad…just…just take me to bed…please, Amber…I am so sleepy."

"No…you need to go to the hospital…and don't sleep. You may have a concussion…stay awake…please make yourself stay awake, baby." Amber sobbed and crawled on the floor to the phone and dialed nine one one. Amber told the dispatcher her sister passed out and hit her head and side on a table and may have a concussion, broken ribs, and a punctured lung. They dispatched an ambulance. Amber crawled back to Natalie and placed the girl's head in her lap and told her the story of how she met the Lovely Ran to keep her awake. When the ambulance arrived the woman was surprised and angry at Amber for calling them but she could not show her displeasure in front of the EMT's. The paramedics gently put Natalie on a gurney and as they rolled her to the ambulance her mother was about to climb in when she noticed Amber behind her.

"Where the fuck are you going?" She asked.

Amber looked at her, "Please…I want to go with her…please."

"No…you have to be home to explain how you called the fucking ambulance to my husband!"

Amber nodded and stepped back in fear of the look the woman gave her. She knew she was in for very painful punishment from the woman and maybe even the man but she did not care. She had to make sure Natalie was safe. She watched the ambulance pull away and waited for the man to come home. She was sitting at the kitchen table waiting when he arrived and a tearful Amber explained what happened. She told him the truth and then told him she lied to the paramedics and told them Natalie passed out from the flu and fell. He called her a stupid whore and left to go to the hospital. Before he left he told Amber she was going to pay for her stupidly from both him and his wife. After he left, Amber sat at the table and rubbed her temples. She heard the voices telling her what to do and she did not protest. She knew what to do. She remembered once again when the man told her she had a breaking point and tonight was it. She came close to breaking when the man raped her in his perverted games or when the woman branded her breast, but seeing the woman almost kill Natalie was what finally broke Amber. She grinned when she thought the man was going to regret that they broke her. Amber broke in a way he would not have expected. The girl ran to the man and woman's room and pulled his gun from his closet and loaded it. Unknown to the man and woman, Amber had prepared herself for this moment for weeks. She had searched the internet and found the same type of gun online, a nine millimeter automatic pistol, and learned from the instructions how to load, use, and fire the pistol. She studied the diagrams and the instructions for weeks and Amber was a very intelligent girl and learned quickly. She even practiced with the gun unloaded when the man and woman were not home and Natalie was asleep. Amber took the loaded gun to the kitchen, wrapped it in a cloth dish towel and placed it in a drawer. She then prepared the small game hens for cooking with seasoning and butter and preheated the oven. She knew they would take almost an hour to cook bit she knew she had time. It was only five in the evening and Amber knew the man and woman would be at the hospital for a while. Amber started cutting up some lettuce and other vegetables for a salad and made some home made salad dressing. When she had most of the dinner ready to be cooked she went up stairs, put on clean panties, fixed her makeup, and changed her clothes. The girl looked at her prepaid phone and smiled when she saw Lilly's message and sent a reply, I am so happy you luv me…please always know I luv you as well…please forgive me for everything I have done or will do…luv A, and then turned the phone off. Amber grabbed a book from the living room bookshelf and saw it was a murder mystery and laughed. She took the book in the kitchen and sat at the table to read it while she waited.

Lilly was in her room watching television when she heard her phone chime and smiled at the message from Amber. She replied back, A…lets talk tomorrow and work things out. I want you in my life and we will fix anything or any problem we have. I luv you to much to let you go! Also I have an idea on what we can do about your home…my mom said she would help us…you, me, and Natalie…luv you, baby…Lils, Lilly

had talked to her mother and her mom said she talked to her policeman friend and he could help her get appointed as an emergency foster parent for a situation like this, but they police need both Amber and Natalie to testify and admit what was happening to them. Lilly knew she could talk Amber into it if she could promise the girl Natalie would end up with her mother and not in some other foster home. Lilly cried and hugged her mother in happiness even after Ms. Truscott tried to tell her it was just temporary, but Lilly was still happy.

Amber waited for almost two hours before the man and woman came home. She had already put the hens in the oven and had dinner waiting for the couple when they arrived. They walked into the kitchen and were surprised at what they saw.

"Well…glad to see you kept yourself busy and dinner actually smells good." The woman said. Amber could tell she was stoned and assumed the man gave her one of her pills already. Amber was glad, she was not as bad when on the drug.

"How…how is she? Is she ok?" Amber asked and the woman ignored her and the man answered as he sat down at the table.

"She'll live. She has a concussion, two broken ribs, and one of the ribs did pierce her lung but only slightly and no surgery was needed. She was also dehydrated and has the flu. The are keeping her over night and maybe the next for observation." He looked at Amber sternly, "We had to answer a bunch of fucking questions about what happened to the doctor and even the cops. They seemed to buy the story that she fell, but they may want to question you tomorrow."

Amber nodded, "Yes, sir…she fell…I saw it. I was supposed to be watching her because she was sick and I was not doing a good job and she fell and got hurt." The man chuckled.

"See, hun, the whore is not so stupid after all." He said to his wife, "Now lets eat, I'm starving." The woman sat down and Amber knew she would only nibble a little while stoned but still served her a large helping. She poured her and the man a glass of wine and then sat down herself at the table. They ate in silence and Amber allowed the man to fondle her under the table as he always did. When they were done eating Amber got up and started clearing the table and placed her hand on the man's shoulder as he was about to stand.

"No…wait. I made dessert. A special one." The man smiled and eyed Amber's butt as she walked to the kitchen counter, opened the drawer, unwrapped the pistol from the towel and turned around. She looked at the man and his eyes grew wide as Amber pulled the trigger of the gun. Amber had practiced on the unloaded gun many times but she was not prepared for firing the gun for real. The noise was almost deafening and her hands jerked up each time she pulled the trigger. She fired four shots at the man. The first one killed him instantly as it hit his chest and the bullet drove in his heart. The second shot was much higher due to the recoil Amber did not expect and took the man's left ear off. The third and fourth shot missed him completely and drove into the wall behind him. Amber then pointed the gun at the woman who was frozen in fear. She looked at Amber and then her husband and then back at Amber. She held up her hands in a defensive gesture as she stood up.

"Please, Amber…we…we can discuss this…we…we can say it was self defense and…and I am glad he is dead. We can tell the police what he did to you and…and how he raped you and beat you…and they won't arrest you. Then we can live a normal life. You and me and Natalie. We can be happy family…just the three of us. Now put the gun down, honey." The woman pleaded. Amber smiled a cruel smile.

"I don't think so, you fucking cunt!" Amber said and fired the remaining five bullets into the woman. Two of her first shots hit her in the chest and spun her body around and one hit her head and the other two missed her and went into the wall behind her. She was dead before her body hit the floor.

A/N – short chapter but the end is almost written and I am wrapping the story up.