"I don't know what they were doing but it really hurt." He turned around and pushed the back of his hair up to show a long cut that was just starting to scar. "I don't really remember what they were doing but I think they got into my mind…literally…"
Emily gasped and covered her mouth with her hand, using her other one to gently touch the cut; Steven tensing slightly.
"Th-This isn't fair! We haven't done anything to them and they keep hurting us!" Her eyes glistened with unshed tears as she whispered, "I wish Daddy and Papa were here…"
Steven hugged her gently.
"I know Em. They would destroy these people for what they've done."
Emily hugged him tightly as she started to cry.
"Th-They asked about my Mom's death…"
Steven's face darkened and he held her close.
"They have no right to ask you about that! It was a hard time for you and pushing you about it isn't going to make it any easier!"
"They say they're helping us but look around! What are we being helped with?! Al never came back! Matthew doesn't know who he is! Peter hasn't come out of his room in so long! Leon is unconscious! Chelle is terrified and won't stop crying unless she is asleep! We're just lucky that they haven't done anything to Angie yet!"
Steven tried to calm her down.
"I know…we just have to pray that Dad and Papa are declared 'Not Guilty' and we get to go home with them."
"They better be…I don't have anyone else…"
"None of us do…except Leon…" Steven's eyes widened. "Wait…Leon…"
Emily looked at him in confusion.
"What about Leon?"
"His dad is Yao! Yao won't stand for this once he finds out what's going on and will get us out of here! You know how he is when it comes to Leon so we can hope to be out of here soon. There's no way he'll leave us here once he finds out where we are!"
Emily stared at him in shock before smiling and hugging him tightly. "You're right! Yao will save us!" She laughed happily and spun in a little circle.
At six on the dot, a loud bell started going off and the kids fell out of bed in surprise.
"Time to get up!" someone yelled. "Get ready and get out here so we can go to the courthouse!"
All seven kids got dressed as fast as they could and ran to stand in a line in front of the large door they had only ever passed through once.
The usual guard seemed to be missing and an unfamiliar one stepped out to inspect them.
When he decided they were proper, he nodded.
"You are going to walk down this hall when the doors open and get in the car so we can go. You will not talk on the way, during the case, or on the way back unless told. Is that clear?" They nodded. "Good. The doors will be opened soon so be ready."
Matthew picked up Chelle to keep her quiet and Peter picked Ange up.
The door opened shortly and they walked single-file down the hall to the armored car.
Climbing inside, they each took a seat and pulled their seatbelts tight.
The guard climbed into the passenger seat and the driver started the car before slamming out of the underground garage.
'Here we go…'
Arthur was pushed back into the cell roughly and his knees gave out.
Francis hurried to catch him.
"What happened? Where have you been? I was so worried when I woke up and you weren't here."
Arthur's eyes were shut and he wasn't moving.
"A-Angleterre?" Francis shook him a little. "A-Angleterre?!"
He quickly carried his love over to the bunk and laid him down.
Checking his vitals, Francis discovered that he was alive; just unconscious.
"Désolé mon cher…" he whispered. "I should have been there when they took you..." He stroked the man's cheek gently, brushing a little blood off it. "Just rest. We have to prove our innocence later today. We have to prove how much we love nos enfants and get them back. But we still have a little time until then so take advantage of it…"
Francis kept stroking his cheek silently, eyes shutting sadly.
"You…never looked good in orange…"
His eyes burst open and saw that Arthur was waking up.
"Angleterre!" he cried in surprise and hugged the man.
"F-Francis…?"
He looked down at him and took his hand comfortingly.
"Oui mon cher?"
"They do not like us here…If they try and get you to leave..." He started coughing. "D-Do not go w-with them…"
Francis's eyes widened as Arthur's slid closed again.
AN: Poor Arthur! What happened to him? And poor Emily being asked about her mother!
New chapter! Woot! I just started college a few days ago and so far it's pretty good. We haven't done much so that gives me plenty of free time to write! :D Yay! I'm going to try and work/finish a lot of what I'm working on so I won't have so much stress. Look for the last chapter of 'Taken' (a Junjo Romantica fic), another chapter or two of 'Why School?' (a Kingdom Hearts fic), a chapter or two of 'Lover' (a Hetalia/Harry Potter crossover), and some more 'Pirate Boy' because you people made me keep working on it! It was supposed to be a oneshot but then you said 'Continue! Continue!' and I started thinking. Bad people!