A/N: Hey guys, I'm pretty sure I'll have mot of this finished before I post it, but not sure. Enjoy!

I only own the characters you don't see on T.V. And the plotline.

Emily POV

Here we were, I was almost fifteen, Sam was twelve, and Kate was seven. We were currently sitting in the local Child Protective Services office. The police came to out house yesterday morning. When they burst in the house, I was on the ground in pain, my father kicking me. I had a broken rib, and a dislocated shoulder. My ribs were taped at the hospital later that day, and my arm put in a sling. I really wanted to itch my ribs; the tape was sticky.

I sighed and looked out the conference room window in to the social workers office. She was pacing back and forth with her phone in her hands. I was pretty sure she was going to get stuck on the cord eventually. I watched her mouth to see if I could make out what she was saying. I only made out, "No Family," and "Heartless bastard." Well, she was right about both things; we had no living family and my dad was a heartless bastard. Our mom's family was back in Italy, and our dad's family died when we were little.

I looked back to Sam and Kate sitting next to me, huddled together. My left arm was holding them close to my body. We had no good winter clothes, and it was freezing in this room. I would give them what body heat I had.

Not ten minutes later the social services worker walked back in. She sat down next to me, and I moved my body to shield Sam and Kate from her. The lady obviously noticed because she scooted her chair backwards a few inches. "We can put you into a new home today." I had to stop myself from correcting her. Our house had never been a home, what made her think a new place could be? "In fact, the family is willing to take all three of you." I nodded, there was no way I was leaving these two alone with someone I didn't know. Well, there was no way I was leaving these two alone. "It is a little further upstate than we would like, but transferring schools should not be a problem for the three of you." Again I nodded, what help Same and Kate needed in school, I tutored them for.

I looked back at Katie, and saw her fear. I knew what would comfort her though, "We need a few things from our house." She wanted her teddy bear that I had gotten her for Christmas last year. I didn't eat for a week to save up for that.

The lady shook her head, "You can tell me what you need, and I can grab it for you. The rest your new family can buy for you."

I shook my head, "We're not leaving until we have some things from our house." The lady moved her hand towards mine, and Katie shrieked. I started rubbing her hair with my hand and that calmed her. I kissed her forehead then turned back to the lady, "We need those things. These two can stay outside the house while I go in and get everything we need."

The lady looked at me with pity in her eyes and nodded, "All right. Give me an hour to arrange it."

I nodded. Sam moved his mouth to my ear, "I'm hungry. An I kinda want a shower."

I smiled at him and whispered in his ear, "So that stink was you!" He giggled, then covered his hand with his mouth. I brushed his hand away and smiled at him.

I turned back to the lady, "Can we have showers? And these two are hungry. Could they have a granola bar or something?" I just needed to get them taken care of and I'd be fine. I tried not to itch my ribs again.

The lady paused, "At the hospital, didn't they….why didn't you…yes hun. I'll get extra clothes for all of you too. I'm sure you want some more of your pain meds too."

I shook my head, "I'm fine ma'am. It's just these two." I tired to cover the sound of my stomach growling.

The lady gave me a small smile, "I know darling. I'll just bring you food in case you get hungry later." She nodded her head and left.

I turned to look at my siblings, "Ok guys. It looks like we're going to go to a new house tonight. So when we go to our old house, you need to think of things you want to bring. When we get there, I'll run in and grab tem quick. I think mom's old duffle bag is still in the hall closet. I'll grab some extra clothes for the two of you too."

Sam looked at me over Katie's head, "What about you Em? You'll need stuff too. I can come in the house with you while you grab things." As soon as he said that Katie clutched both of us closer. I tried not to wince in pain as she jostled my ribs.

I pulled away from the both of them for a second and looked them each in the eye, "I'll be fine. I always have, haven't I? As soon as you two are taken care of, if there's time, I might go in and get a few of mom's old things. Would you too like that?" They both nodded their heads and I pulled them closer again.

About twenty minutes later the lady came back in with a bag of clothes and three bags of fast food. I could smell it; the greasy fries, a burger, and what smelled like chocolate. I tried not to moan in hunger. The lady laid the bags down in front of us, and the bag of clothes next to my chair. "When you all are done eating, ask the police officer outside to escort you to the showers on 3rd floor. They should all be empty, and have towels in them already. Then when you're done, come back up here." I nodded, and grabbed the food out of the bags for Sam and Emily. I gave them each a container of fries, and a burger. I set the pop beside their bag, and the milkshakes behind them. They would have to eat their food first. Then I took the food out of my bag, and examined it. My burger had two patties on it, and my container of fries was much larger than the other two's. I looked around to find the lady for an explanation, but she had already left. I poured more fries onto Katie's place, and took out a patty from my burger. I placed it inside Sam's while he wasn't looked. Then I sat and watched them eat.

The lady's POV

As soon as I set the bags of food on the table I left the room. I wanted to give them some privacy for a while. I went to the room behind it that had the double mirror looking into the room. I thanked the Lord that Emily had not noticed this. She was suspicious of everything, and rightfully so given her situation. I hadn't even thought of the children being hungry, so when I did, I got Emily the most food. The hospital had said she was the most malnourished. I suspected she gave food to her siblings every chance she got.

I heard the door open but didn't bother to check who it was. There was only one person who knew I would be in here, "Inspector Reagan. Nice to see you."

"Ms. Smith."

He came to stand next to me and watched the children. We watched as Emily gave Sam the extra patty on her burger, and Kate more fries. I sighed, she had noticed. She didn't start eating until the kids had slowed theirs. When they started their shakes, she gave them each some of hers. I noticed Sam slide some of his fries into Emily's pile when she wasn't looking. So he had known what she had done. It seemed Kate was none the wiser to her amount of food. Sam and Kate were done in less than five minutes. I was sure they were going to puke because of how fast they ate, but they didn't even look sick. I noticed Kate eyeing Emily's food while she finished, so she handed Kate her shake.

I heard her mumble, "Don't eat that too fast. You'll get a brain freeze."

Kate nodded, but didn't listen. After a minute she put it down and rubbed her temple. Emily rolled her eyes. Frank chuckled next to me, "The kid should've listened." After a minute she picked the shake up again.

I looked at Frank, "They won't tell me what they've been through, but I can suspect. They won't even tell me what grade they're in."

He nodded, "I'll walk them down to the showers. I won't leave their side. I'll see if I can get them to talk."

"Thank you." We both knew these children had a long road of recovery ahead of them.

Emily POV

I was still hungry once we finished all the food, but I knew I'd be happy as long as Katie and Sam were full.

I opened the door, and saw a tall policeman standing next to it. He looked down at me, "Hello, I'm Frank."

I backed up a little to keep my distance. Kate came over to me, and peered around me, "I'm Kate." I pushed her back into the room slightly.

"Can I see your badge?" The man looked surprised, but did as I asked. I took it, and inspected it. It felt like the last one I had seen. I nodded and handed it back. I backed up another step, I was sure this man was at least six inches taller than me. Sam stood up from the table, and came to stand near me. I noticed he stood on my right side, where my dislocated shoulder was. We both knew that we would protect Katie no matter what.

The man seemed to notice this because he stepped back too, "Do you want to go take a shower now?"

Kate looked around me again, "Do you have bubbles?"

I mumbled, "Soap."

"Right. Soap. Do you have soap? Will it make bubbles?" The man got down on one knee, and leaned to her ear. Immediately Sam and I tensed up. I grabbed Sam's arm to stop him; it would not be good to assault a police officer. Katie's face lit up though, and we relaxed. Katie turned to me, "He says they have purple soap! Can we please Emmie! Please!"

I smiled slightly, "Yeah honey. Of course we can."

I started grabbing the garbage while Sam stayed by Kate. The officer reached for me, and I had to stop myself from jumping back. I closed my eyes to get my heart to slow down, "Sorry." I mumbled.

I opened my eyes again, and the officer shook his head, "My fault. I was just going to say you don't have to do that. I'll get it later."

I dropped the things in my hands, confused, "But we made the mess. I have to clean it up."

He shook his head again, and slowly grabbed the trash, "I've got it. Just wait outside while I clean it up, ok?"

I nodded, and walked around him. I grabbed Katie's hand and Sam followed. I stood right outside the doorway, leaning against the wall. Katie was standing next to the desk in front of us, playing with the paperclips on it. The officer came out of the room with the trash in his hands. I tapped Katie on the shoulder and put my hand on her shoulder, leading her. I peeked behind me and saw Sam grab a few of the colored paperclips for Katie. I glared at him, and he put them back. At the house the only way we ever got anything new was if I took money and got it; or if I riffled in dumpsters.

About five minutes later the officer stopped in front of a locker room. He turned to look at us, "This is a girls locker room, but it isn't really used anymore. I'll stand out here and wait until you're done."

I looked at Sam, "Let me check to see if there's anyone in here." He snickered and nodded. I shook my head, he was always trying to play pranks on people. I walked through the whole thing and saw no one. When I got outside I grabbed Katie's hand. I led her to one shower section, then pointed to another for Sam. "Sam, when you're done, stand outside. Then I'll take a shower." He waved a hand to let me know he heard me. I knelt next to Katie and handed her a bottle of soap, "As long as you wash yourself I'll let you stay in here loner okay?" She nodded, "I'll come get you when you have to dry off. You're clothes will be right here so they don't get wet." She nodded and ran inside. I stood up and walked back outside the room. I sat on the chair next to the entrance.

The officer came around the corner and stopped when he saw me, "You can take a shower too."

I looked at him, then away. "I'm fine. I can wait."

He sighed, "Well you haven't even told me your full name." I harrumphed; I didn't even know this man. Why should I tell him anything? "Fine, I can start. My name is Francis Reagan. I work here, as a 1st grade Inspector."

I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, "You said your name was Frank."

"It's a nickname. It seems more serious than 'Francis'. Only my parents call me that." I looked at him, he looked old enough to have kids, maybe even grandkids at this point. He saw my look and laughed, "Yeah I know. It sounds like I'm a little kid right?"

I heard someone coming around the corner. I looked to see who it was. I didn't recognize the person, but I glared at them. They kept walking and didn't pay the officer-Frank- any attention. I looked at Frank, "Do you have kids?"

He nodded, "Four. Danny and Erin are the oldest. Danny works in construction, and Erin's in law school. Joe's around your age, and Jamie's the youngest. He's Sam's age."

I nodded, "Where do they go to school?"

"St. Bart's catholic school. Where did you go to school?"

"I didn't. Sam and Katie went to the public school though. I tested into high school two years ago, but my dad never enrolled me. Do you know how social services missed that?"

He looked at me, "Their records indicate you were homeschooled."

I nodded, "So will I have to go to school?"

"Most likely you'll go to the high school where you'll live."

I sighed, "Ok."

We were silent for a few second then Frank said, "How long was your father beating you?"

I tensed; I hadn't suspected him to ask me about my dad. "I don't know."

His voice softened, "You're a bright girl Emily. I'm sure you do know."

Well, I suppose someone had to know, "Since Sam was born. Most often he'd beat my mother, then when she was too weak to move, he'd move on to me. He hardly ever touched Sam or Katie though. I made sure of that." There was more than one time I had hit my father when he had tried to hit them. "When my mother died, he beat me more. The only time he beat Sam was when I wasn't home one weekend." Sam walked out of the locker room and I ruffled his hair, "All clean?"

"Yeah. You can go shower now, I'll wait out here."

I pushed myself up from the chair and turned into the locker room. Right before the entrance I stopped. "Inspector Reagan, my father killed my mother. Can you put keep him in jail with that information?"

"Yeah. We'll dig up her body and prove it." I nodded and went to take a shower, lord knows I needed it.