Chapter 17:

*Artemia's POV*

After having the meltdown, Dean decided to get everyone home. Roman carries me bridal style to his car in the passenger seat. Feronia climbs into the backseat as Roman gets behind the wheel Adrienne stays with Dean as they head home.

"Mommy?" my little one speaks.

I didn't responded. Endless possibilities flooded my mind. Not only that dozens of flashbacks appear as well. My eyes focus outside through the window.

*Roman's POV*

Artemia lays her head against the glass of the window, focusing her mind. This worries both Feronia and I. She's never like this.

Once at a red light, my hand holds her hand gently. Usually when I touch her pale hand, it's a strong bond with our love for each other. This time it's completely different. Warmth of our love is there, but I feel emotions and what's swimming in her head. Even though I don't see it through my eyes, I already know it's terrible.

I decided to get some milkshakes for everyone, maybe it will lighten up the mood for now. Feronia starts to enjoy her villenia milkshake slowly. Artemia came back to us to enjoy her cookies and cream milkshake. Mine gets barely touch as I focus on the road towards home.

"Feronia," I speak to her. "When we get home, it will be time for bed."

"Daddy," she speaks, "will Mommy be alright?"

"I'll be fine little goddess," Artemia finally speaks. "I just need some rest."

After her speaking, silence fills up the car.

Feronia fell asleep when we arrived. Artemia opens the doors from the car and the house for me as I carry our daughter to her bedroom. She also locked everything behind me.

As soon as we got inside, my beloved vampire goddess heads over to our bedroom. Something's telling me to go after her, but I must put our daughter to bed.

Since there is no use for her placing her pajamas, her wrestling gear is still on her body. Storm rests peacefully in her arms as the panda blanket warms her comfortably.

With a kiss goodnight on her head, I headed towards Artemia and mine's bedroom. I find my vampire goddess laying in bed in her usual position. Just air and nothingness replace my spot as her gorgeous eyes avoids my concerned eyes.

I got into bed and stroke her hair. This action gets her attention as we meet in our eyes.

"Are you alright Sweetheart?" I asked her very worried.

"We need to have me, Adrienne, and Feronia away from Mark."

"How bad is he?"

"Mark likes females too much."

As soon as she says 'too much', my eyes widen in shocked.

"You mean….?"

"There have been cases from high school that he sexually abuse female students and some of the female children that he babysits."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, the three of us learned about this side of him a little after Danika and him got together into a relationship."

"When did she became the victim?"

"On their first month anniversary. It was late at night maybe around midnight, we got a call from the local police people saying about Danika getting raped. Adrienne and I are the closest family that she ever had. Mommy and Daddy received the information and allowed her to stay with us in the guest house we had at the time. She stayed with us for a couple of years until she lived on her own. The first year we helped out with her pregnancy until we got the jobs as WWE Divas. We only saw Feronia as a baby a few times before her features appear and pictures. Unfortunately, due to our full time jobs in WWE, we moved closer to the ring while Danika had her life. During this time Mark was finally arrested for raping Danika and many other cases and that's the last time we saw him."

"How long was he suppose to be in jail?"

"He was sentenced to death, but the judge thought twenty years in jail will be better for him. Now I guess he either has good behavior to get out of jail or he escaped jail."

"But Feronia is his biological daughter."

"It doesn't matter," she sighs. "As long as the victim is female and younger than him, he will get them, especially the way younger girls."

Tears begin to form in her eyes as negative emotions surrounds around her head. I bring her in my arms comforting her. My fingers stroke her gorgeous dark locks as my anger look appears on my face.

"I swear on my life," I thought to myself "I will destroy Mark out of our lives for good."

*No One's POV*

A dark figure appears into the neighborhood of Roman Reigns and Art Hart. His hand reveals his face. It's Mark glaring hard at the Anoa'i-Hart household.

"Now it's your turn Artemia before Feronia and Adrienne," he chuckles under his breathe.

His other hand had form into a fist, but it opens to reveal the ring that he stole from Art earlier. This is time it looks different like it's been broken into five pieces. An evil smirk appears on his face as he places the broken ring into his pocket.

Somehow Mark got through the security system without any problems. He hides into the darkness trying to get into the master bedroom lies the next victim.

Feronia awakes by thirst. She gets out of bed without knowing that her biological father is in the house with her. Her tiny footsteps got Mark's attention quite nicely. She gets a cup from the cabinet with the help of her stepstool and pours the water from the fridge in her cup. After taking two cups, the cup gets place in the sink, but she freezes.

Mark is getting close to his daughter. Slowly she turns around in fear and their eyes meet.

"Hello there Feronia," he greets with the smirk.

"Mommy! Daddy!" she screams in terror to the air.

Mark didn't change his actions nor his attitude as he gets closer and closer.

"Don't touch our daughter!" Artemia screams out the old friend.

"I swear Mark if you touch her," Roman joins in "we're calling the cops!"

Mark didn't listen as he attacks his daughter to the floor. Roman grabs Mark by the shoulders as Artemia gets Feronia away from Mark. Artemia runs out of the house with Feronia in her arms. A call has dialed to 911 and the cops as come as soon as possible.

Within the early morning hours, the cops has arrested Mark and the neighbors sees the Anoa'i-Hart household having a scene with cops.

"Thank you so much," Artemia thanked the cops as they take Mark back to jail.

"You're welcome Ms. Hart."

His gray eyes stare at the pale eyes in pure hatred and anger. They continue to stare at each other as they drive him away.

"Mommy," Feronia speaks to her scared. "Is he gone for good?"

"For now Little Goddess."