Title: Welcome to the Fold, girly. Chapter 4.

Rating: Higher (M to be safe)

Warnings: Hints at child abuse. Dark subject matter. Don't like it, don't read it. Consider this your final warning.

Author's note: Sorry bout the delay, but uni is beating me up. Today is my first day of holidays. So, there'll be more soon.

Getting a little darker, but this is not unnecessary. It is all part of my own character development. I hope I don't lose any of you because of it. I do not condone it, I think people who mistreat children should not be allowed them. But this is life.

I finally made a banner for this fic. Not my best work but when you only have paint to work with, none are really great. The link for it is in my profile. At the bottom. BTW, I have been asked, do y'all know that Kelly's tatt is a snake? I just assumed.

Enjoy

CHAPTER FOUR:

"No way am I ever having 'em." Taylor muttered as the girls slowly started to make their way down for breakfast. They were all yawning, despite it being well after eleven am, not aware that their Head-girl had been awake for over five hours attending to the baby.

"No chance." Andrea agreed and she and the Chav shared a more civilized conversation than they had in a long time.

"You should ask her, you've known her for longer." Annabelle muttered as she and the red-head made their way to a table.

"I already tried. It didn't go well." She answered, rubbing her eyes a little more before returning her glasses to the bridge of her nose.

"Help you girls?" Kelly asked sweetly as the two other students froze at the recognition of her voice. They spun to where she was sitting at a table with the first years. Each had their own punnet of ice-cream, their usual breakfast.

"Nothing." Annabelle squeaked.

"Just wandering how you went last night?" The geek quickly lied. The Head-girl had already caught onto their previous conversation.

"Fine." Kelly lied smoothly. She herself had not slept properly for a minute, thanks to the presence of the infant. "Usual baby behaviour."

"How do you know…?" Annabelle started to ask as the geek put her hand over her mouth and shoved her away from the table.

"Polly." Kelly said simply. "Anything you have to say?"

"There's still quite a few ex- St. Trinians that have not been accounted for in many months. But I am narrowing the list down."

"Good." Kelly returned her attention to her coffee, that was to become her friend as long as Trinity favoured her company at insane hours of the morning. Currently, the sleeping infant was with Celia, Kelly trying to separate before the hockey match later that day.

~**~

"Can't believe my father is still allowing this place to stay open." Verity Thwaites whined as their bus safely arrived at St. Trinians. Actually, as soon as the vehicle had become stationary, the twins were planting their latest explosive device for testing underneath, however the passengers remained unaware.

"I still don't believe they won that challenge." Heather Plage said from next to the hockey captain.

"We'll get them back today."

~**~

"Thwaites Junior." Kelly greeted, as she and the opposing captain faced each other coming into the match.

"Daddy not coming to watch you lose, today?" Taylor taunted.

"After what you lot did, you're lucky he didn't have the police here." Verity screeched. "You ruined his reputation."

"Oh, how awful we must feel." Annabelle piped up from behind the captain. Since her transformation and first real criminal involvement, she was getting braver.

"If it isn't Annabelle the Cannibal." The blonde sneered as she and the other Cheltenham ladies around her hissed, the same taunting from their previous match.

"I hope you didn't forget your mouth-guard, Versity." Taylor added.

"Verity!" She corrected.

"Whatever, Vanity."

~**~

"Okay, ladies. We want a nice clean game. You know the drill, no biting, no spitting, no gauging."

"What's with the kid?" Verity asked Kelly as they both ignored the referee.

"It's a baby?" Kelly snapped, turning toward Celia and Trinity, and back.

"Where did it come from?"

"Well, when a boy and girl really like each-other…" Kelly started.

"Very funny. I supposed it was only a matter of time considering how you lot dress and act." Verity spat. The whistle blew and Kelly tripped the other captain before she had a chance to react.

~**~

"I'm sorry, Kelly. He isn't going to be coming home with us." Asher Jones explained to his young daughter, as he returned to the waiting room.

"What are you talking about?" Kelly asked, tear already free-flowing from her eyes.

"There's nothing else they can do. I'm so sorry, honey." He tried, approaching the girl, who pulled away from him.

"Now you're sorry?" She yelled, running into the room where her baby brother had been written off as brain dead. Her father had tried to stop her but as soon as she entered the room he knew it was no point. "Leave us alone." She demanded, her voice very calm and quiet.

"Kelly, you can't do this to yourself."

"I have to say goodbye to my brother. Go away."

"I'll give you a few minutes." He finally said closing the door slowly, leaving only the sounds of the machine attached to the child as the noise in the room.

"This is all my fault." Kelly started, tears falling again down her face. "I knew she was going to…" The girl was unable to speak seeing her brother like that.

"I had to give this to you. You wouldn't sleep well without it." The fourteen year old reluctantly put the baby's plush snake within his grasp. "I'm sorry, Sebastian. I tried my best."

Kelly again woke with a start, this time with tears pouring down her slightly older face. Her hand immediately went to the snake tattoo adorning her arm, her last connection to baby Sebastian.