-Lauren's P.O.V-

If there was one way to pass the time, charades was definitely it!

"Fat woman!" Paul screamed out from where he was sat. I placed my hands on my hips and quietly shook my head before continuing my action.

"Wide world?" Marko guessed. I shook my head no and continued.

"Space?" Dwayne spoke. I pointed straight at him. The three boys began thinking aloud.

"Oh for god sake I bet it's E.T" David whined.

"How did you know?!" I yelled, stomping my feet. So far David had been right on every single thing we picked.

"Because it's obvious and by the way you're showing" he motioned to my chest. I looked down and saw that in fact my top had lowered slightly and one of my girls began to show.

"Oh shit" I hurriedly tucked it back in and began to roar with laughter along with the others. "This whole time and no one told me?"

"It's a good view" Paul said in between laughter. I tired desperately to compose myself but I couldn't stop laughing, neither could the boys.

I heard a small rustle from the entrance and looked over. My laughter immediately seized and a look of horror formed on my face. I felt my hands begin to shake, there Max stood holding an unconscious Sienna in his arms. He worn no expression.

"What happened!" I shrieked. The others turned to see what had scared me, jumping up instantly at the sight. I flew past Mark and Paul, over to Max. I snatched her out of his arms and began to cradle her.

"What did you do?" I heard Paul snap at Max. Marko let out a growl taking a step forward.

"I didn't do anything! She showed up at my door" Max began to explain. "Everyone calm down and listen to me.

"Sienna, wake up hunny please" I stroked the side of her face, looking for a reaction from her but nothing. Paul made his way over to us and tried to take her out of my arms. I growled at him and shoved his hand away. My protective side kicking in.

"Lauren baby it's me, I'm not going to hurt her I'm just as mad as you are" Paul calmly said. I relaxed and let him hold her head. "Explain!" He demanded at Max.

"Well for one I think she's going to be fine, she just passed out from the shock of everything"

"The shock of what Max?" David interrupted.

"Why is her shirt like that?" Marko said between gritted teeth pointing down at her clothing. I sniffed and looked down, only now just noticing it was torn.

"She came to me saying that apparently she had been raped" I looked over at Paul, who had now transformed into his true form.

"There's no apparently about it, look at her!" I heard Dwayne shout from across the room.

"Raped?!" I cried out.

"I knew she shouldn't have gone!" He roared. He began picking up objects and throwing them against the cave walls, some of them smashing. I glanced over at Marko, whose blood looked like it was going to boil at any minute.

"Did she say anything else Max?" David ask, trying to remain calm.

"No, that's all she said before she blacked out. I caught her before she could fall to the ground.

"Her face, her pretty little face. Who done this to you sweetie" I cried, rocking her back and forth.

"What's the matter with her face?" Paul asked, rushing back over to us. He grabbed her chin slightly and turned it so he could get a better view. "You've got to be fucking kidding me"

"Don't worry Paul, when we find out who did this, they're dead. I promise" David grabbed Paul by the shoulder, making sure he understood what had been said.

"You'll know more when she wakes up, but you all need to remain calm for her sake" Max instructed. I flinched as Marko appeared beside me, softly stroking her bruised cheek, his bottom lip sticking out slightly.

-Marko's P.O.V-

"Go cool of all of you" Max said.

"I'm not leaving her!" Lauren snapped, still holding Sienna tightly.

"Go, she doesn't need to see you all rilled up. I'll stay and watch over her. I'll let you know when she wakes up" I told her.

Lauren hesitated for a second, looking over at Paul for approval. They both finally agreed and she handed Sienna over to me. David and Dwayne gave me a small nod before leading Lauren and Paul out of the cave. I carefully stood up with her in my arms and walked over to the couch, placing her down. Curiosity got the better of me and I reached down. Taking the torn material between my fingers and lifting it slightly. Just as I thought, I was met with yet another bruise. My heart ached at the sight, my anger also grew. I reached to stroke her hair.

"No don't touch me!" Her eye shot open and she screamed. Thrashing about wildly.

"Hey! It's me. Sienna" I tried to gently grab her arms but couldn't. "Cici it's me"

That seemed to do the trick. She sat up straight and took in her surroundings. She swallowed, her breathing uneasy. I watched her look down at her clothes before her head shot up to look directly at me. Her bottom lip began to tremble and her eyes began to tear up. I instantly wrapped my arms around her. She buried her head into my neck and cried. I gently scooped her up and found my way into her bathroom. I placed her down onto the toilet and instructed her to wait there. Sienna reached out and grabbed onto my arm.

"No please don't leave me" she begged, still crying.

"I'm not leaving you I promise, I'm going to get you some fresh clothes, you can see me, look" She slowly released her grip on my arm and watched me rummage through her drawers, pulling out a pair of shorts and t-shirt. Hurriedly, I made my way back into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"Sienna, I'm going to need you to take your clothes off for me okay so we can get you cleaned up" I didn't want to do it myself, not after the shit she had been through. I watched her slowly remove what was left of her top, with a struggle. I sighed.

"Do you need me to help you?" I ask. She looked up and nodded without a word. "Do I have your permission" Again, a small nod.

I helped her step out of her shorts by unbuttoning them and sliding them down her legs. I stepped back and studied her physique. She had numerous bruises on her thighs, ribs, and stomach, and I bit my tongue. I saw a bite mark still visible on her left breast. In an instant, Sienna encircled her arms around her body. She turned around when I told her to. Before putting her in the tub, I reached over to unclasp her bra, pulled the material off of her and took off her underwear.

She was emotionless as I bathed her. She was dead within, but at least her crying had stopped. Every time I put a little too much pressure on her bruised flesh, which I always apologised for, she would wince. After getting clothed and bathed, I escorted her to the couch and covered her with a blanket

"Everyone's on their way back, are you feeling ok?" I asked. She nodded, pulling her knees up to her chest. I took her hand, lifted it to my lips and kissed it. I let her fingers entwine with mine as we waited.

Whoever did this was going to pay.