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Prologue 1:51am - 2:51am
Laying stiffly in her bed Megan waited till Mark would come to her room, drunk and stinkie. She heard him enter the house, heard him mess around in the front room, heard the TV on. Relaxing a little, she new she had just a small time before he came up to there room. Closing her eyes she could see her baby sleeping soundly in the next room. Her four year old daughter was the only thing that kept her going each morning. She must have fellen asleep, cause it had been a hour since she heard the tv turn on, and now that it was off, she waited till her started up the staires, waited as he walked slowly down the hallway, listened as he opened the door, but it wasn't to her room. It was to Susans! Jumping upright, her hand yanked backwards. Letting out a cry of pain, she looked at her hand. It was hand cuffed to the bed post. "No!" she whispered.

Reaching for her phone in her pocket she dailed 911 "I need help please! I think my husband is molesting my four year old daughter. I am hand cuffed to the bed. Oh please hurry!" she cried as she gave them the infomation. As she stared at her phone, she winced as pain sliced again in her hand as she pulled on the ciff. Hearing Susan's muffled cry from the bed room, Megan cried out loud enough for Mark to hear "Leave her be, Mark!" The last person she called was Emily,

"Hello?" the soft sleepy sound of Emily's voice came to sound,

"Please Emily, come to my house. Oh please!" and with that she heard Susan's door slam, and her's yanked open. Hanging the phone, she closed her eyes tight, as a large fist slammed into her face, then her mid section, then her legs, then everything went black.

Chapture One 3:05am
Whem Emily finally what seemed like hours got to Megan's house, there where cops already surrounding her house, the ambulance was there, along with several detectives. As she stepped away from her car door, she headed stright towards the house, before she got far she was stopped. "Ma'am are you family? You can't go unless--"

Emily cut him off with a glare "I am the closest thing Megan has to family" she said before jerking her arm free and bolted towards the door of the house, but again before she could get far she was stopped by a force of a hug, not a cop this time but by little Susan. Kneeling down, she wrapped her in a hug and within seconds the same cop was behind her. "Sweety, what happened? it mommy alright?" she asked her face held a mixture of fear and worry on it, for such a small little girl she was brave. Standing up, still holding Susan in her arms, she sent a glare to the cop. "You better tell me what happened to have this little girl so scard and where is Megan?" she snapped. The cop was just staring at her.

"Your the hot shot laywer right?" he said, admiration clouded his eyes.

"No. I am just a twin" she said sarcasam smeared each word.

Stalking past the cop, she headed inside hoping to be able to get more help there. "Megan?" she called softly as she set Susan down, but the dear child wouldn't let go of her hand.

"Ah, baby. Come to papa. Everything will be ok"

She heard the voice of Mark from the staires, Emily stood and looked up the staires, and she figured little Susan would run to him, but instead Susan started sobing harder and clenched unto Emily's leg and hide. Looking up at Mark, she saw it. Anger swept across her face and finally the call all made sense. Dred crept over her chest. "Where's Megan Mark? Where is she?" She said, the voice she used when asking a victom or suspect a direct question. She looked from the cop to Mark. Mark just grinned and the cop didn't even seem to notice her. Thats when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder as Mark was led away.

"How do you know Mrs. Becker, ma'am? And how did you get here so quickly after this happened?" The man asked. He was clearly judging her. Well go ahead she didn't give a care.

"First off, my name is Emily Cane and I have known Megan since we where in 5th grade. And secondly, Megan called me this morning telling me something happened and I needed to get down here asap. Then the line went dead, I did what she said and got here to this" she said waving a free arm, her left arm still wrapped around Susan, "Now, tell me what happened to Megan and where she is" she said stiffly as she watched him lean against the door jame, he didn't have uniform on, but a lab coat. Was he a Detective?

"We got a call at 2:51am this morning, she claimed her husband was molesting her daughter and she was hand cuffed to the bed. But her husband claims he would never do such a thing, and he was in the shower. But when we got there, Mrs, Becker was cuffed to the bed, with several broken ribs, and what looked like her face punched several times. And her daughter was crying in her room. Her arms wraped around her small body." he said, doubt clouded his blue eyes, and she wanted to ask who he doubted, but withheld as he continued. "Mrs. Becker is on her way to the hospital, maybe already there. But Ms. Cane I need to talk to you first about Susan" he said softly as he kneeled down to have ever level with her, "Well hi there, I am Paul. Whats your name?" He asked, and surprisingly, Susan answered.

"I-I am-m Sus-an. But Ms. Emily cal-ls me Lit-tle Su-san" she said a small grin which showed two dimples in her cheeks, she looked so much like Megan. Standing up, he smiled and what a smile.

"I think it would be best for Susan to be with someone she know's right now. Does Mrs. Becker have any relitives close?" he asked.

"Megans parents died five years ago in a car accident, and she was a only child. I don't know much about her grandparents but I know she never visited them." she paused. "Would it be pausible to have Susan stay with me? I have the week off, I was planning on doing some work on my house but I would gladly spend the time with Susan, plus I don't think i will be doing much with Megan in the Hospital" she said as she raised her own green eyes to him.

"I agree, it would be best if she stayed with you, Ms. Cane" he said.

"Thank you but please call me Emily, Detective..?" she asked, still not really knowing his name.

"Detective Aimes but please call me Paul, Emily" He said with a dimple showing on the left side of his cheek. Nodding she smiled before turning, picking up Susan and fleeing to the safety of her car.

She arrived at the hospital 15 minutes later, after learning that Megan had just went into surgery and it could be another three hours before she was done, Emily headed to the waiting room, she had asked to be nofitied when the surgery was over and now all she could do was wait. As Susan rearranged herself on Emily's lap, she soon fell back to sleep. Resting her head on the wall, she soon also closed her eyes and drifted into a fitful slumber. Waking with a jult, Emilt remembered where and why she was at the hospital, but when she looked at the clock she saw she had only be sleeping for 45 minutes, sighing the person next to her caught her attention. Detective Aimes? "Detective Aimes? What are you doing here" she new her voice was guggy from sleep, and thats when she remembered she hadn't brushed her hair or even changed out of her summer sleeping shorts and tang top. A blush soon was to her cheeks as she looked down to what she was wearing, drawing a soft chuckle from Detective Aimes.

"Please call me Paul, Emily." he said softly, "And it doesn't matter what are are wearing or how you look. You came when your friend needed you most, that's what counts" he said admiration laced every word. Another brush crept to her cheeks as she looked at him.

"Thank You" she said softly as she rested her head on top of Susan's. "You didn't answer my question Paul, why are you here?" she asked hoping not to sound rude but that worry was gone as he smiled at her.

"Well I wanted to see that you got here safely, plus I need to ask some questions to Megan when she can tell me the answers" Plus, I wanted to see you again. She new she imagined the last part of the sentance in his eyes, she smiled.

"Well we did and I am sure Megan will do everything she can to help, as will I" she said, holding her chin high as he gave her a questioning glance. "I am a laywer, I mostly work in abusive relationships, or cases like this one, and I plan on giving Megan the family discount and being her lawyer" she said, as she looked to her palms.

"Family discount meaning, 100 percent off the price, right?" he asked, giving a small nod he sighed. "You know its not your fault right, Emily? You know you couldn't have prevented this." A small sniffle came from her as she looked up to him.

"But maybe I could have maybe if I would have asked more questions about the brusies on her arm, about the way she acted, about everything. Maybe I could have gotten them divoced before this happened, and now, and now more than ever since more little Susan has been so violated" she said as she swipped at a run away tear.

"Emily, blaming yourself is like me blamming myself for every cop which has died or been shot for every miss lead I have given them, but trust me it makes no differance, You have to give all your worrys, all your luggage to God and let him carry it" he said touching her arm, looking back at him, she sighed. He was right of course.

"I know but its so hard to have faith in God with the work I do, I see what people can do to there familys and it tears me up inside and I know God didn't make the earth this way, and now that it has happened to my best friend I am just not sure how my already thin faith is going to make it" she said as she closed her eyes, feeling his hand wrap around hers, she sighed and squeezed hard.

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Prologue 1:51am - 2:51am
Laying stiffly in her bed Megan waited till Mark would come to her room, drunk and stinkie. She heard him enter the house, heard him mess around in the front room, heard the TV on. Relaxing a little, she new she had just a small time before he came up to there room. Closing her eyes she could see her baby sleeping soundly in the next room. Her four year old daughter was the only thing that kept her going each morning. She must have fellen asleep, cause it had been a hour since she heard the tv turn on, and now that it was off, she waited till her started up the staires, waited as he walked slowly down the hallway, listened as he opened the door, but it wasn't to her room. It was to Susans! Jumping upright, her hand yanked backwards. Letting out a cry of pain, she looked at her hand. It was hand cuffed to the bed post. "No!" she whispered.

Reaching for her phone in her pocket she dailed 911 "I need help please! I think my husband is molesting my four year old daughter. I am hand cuffed to the bed. Oh please hurry!" she cried as she gave them the infomation. As she stared at her phone, she winced as pain sliced again in her hand as she pulled on the ciff. Hearing Susan's muffled cry from the bed room, Megan cried out loud enough for Mark to hear "Leave her be, Mark!" The last person she called was Emily,

"Hello?" the soft sleepy sound of Emily's voice came to sound,

"Please Emily, come to my house. Oh please!" and with that she heard Susan's door slam, and her's yanked open. Hanging the phone, she closed her eyes tight, as a large fist slammed into her face, then her mid section, then her legs, then everything went black.

Chapture One 3:05am
Whem Emily finally what seemed like hours got to Megan's house, there where cops already surrounding her house, the ambulance was there, along with several detectives. As she stepped away from her car door, she headed stright towards the house, before she got far she was stopped. "Ma'am are you family? You can't go unless--"

Emily cut him off with a glare "I am the closest thing Megan has to family" she said before jerking her arm free and bolted towards the door of the house, but again before she could get far she was stopped by a force of a hug, not a cop this time but by little Susan. Kneeling down, she wrapped her in a hug and within seconds the same cop was behind her. "Sweety, what happened? it mommy alright?" she asked her face held a mixture of fear and worry on it, for such a small little girl she was brave. Standing up, still holding Susan in her arms, she sent a glare to the cop. "You better tell me what happened to have this little girl so scard and where is Megan?" she snapped. The cop was just staring at her.

"Your the hot shot laywer right?" he said, admiration clouded his eyes.

"No. I am just a twin" she said sarcasam smeared each word.

Stalking past the cop, she headed inside hoping to be able to get more help there. "Megan?" she called softly as she set Susan down, but the dear child wouldn't let go of her hand.

"Ah, baby. Come to papa. Everything will be ok"

She heard the voice of Mark from the staires, Emily stood and looked up the staires, and she figured little Susan would run to him, but instead Susan started sobing harder and clenched unto Emily's leg and hide. Looking up at Mark, she saw it. Anger swept across her face and finally the call all made sense. Dred crept over her chest. "Where's Megan Mark? Where is she?" She said, the voice she used when asking a victom or suspect a direct question. She looked from the cop to Mark. Mark just grinned and the cop didn't even seem to notice her. Thats when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder as Mark was led away.

"How do you know Mrs. Becker, ma'am? And how did you get here so quickly after this happened?" The man asked. He was clearly judging her. Well go ahead she didn't give a care.

"First off, my name is Emily Cane and I have known Megan since we where in 5th grade. And secondly, Megan called me this morning telling me something happened and I needed to get down here asap. Then the line went dead, I did what she said and got here to this" she said waving a free arm, her left arm still wrapped around Susan, "Now, tell me what happened to Megan and where she is" she said stiffly as she watched him lean against the door jame, he didn't have uniform on, but a lab coat. Was he a Detective?

"We got a call at 2:51am this morning, she claimed her husband was molesting her daughter and she was hand cuffed to the bed. But her husband claims he would never do such a thing, and he was in the shower. But when we got there, Mrs, Becker was cuffed to the bed, with several broken ribs, and what looked like her face punched several times. And her daughter was crying in her room. Her arms wraped around her small body." he said, doubt clouded his blue eyes, and she wanted to ask who he doubted, but withheld as he continued. "Mrs. Becker is on her way to the hospital, maybe already there. But Ms. Cane I need to talk to you first about Susan" he said softly as he kneeled down to have ever level with her, "Well hi there, I am Paul. Whats your name?" He asked, and surprisingly, Susan answered.

"I-I am-m Sus-an. But Ms. Emily cal-ls me Lit-tle Su-san" she said a small grin which showed two dimples in her cheeks, she looked so much like Megan. Standing up, he smiled and what a smile.

"I think it would be best for Susan to be with someone she know's right now. Does Mrs. Becker have any relitives close?" he asked.

"Megans parents died five years ago in a car accident, and she was a only child. I don't know much about her grandparents but I know she never visited them." she paused. "Would it be pausible to have Susan stay with me? I have the week off, I was planning on doing some work on my house but I would gladly spend the time with Susan, plus I don't think i will be doing much with Megan in the Hospital" she said as she raised her own green eyes to him.

"I agree, it would be best if she stayed with you, Ms. Cane" he said.

"Thank you but please call me Emily, Detective..?" she asked, still not really knowing his name.

"Detective Aimes but please call me Paul, Emily" He said with a dimple showing on the left side of his cheek. Nodding she smiled before turning, picking up Susan and fleeing to the safety of her car.

She arrived at the hospital 15 minutes later, after learning that Megan had just went into surgery and it could be another three hours before she was done, Emily headed to the waiting room, she had asked to be nofitied when the surgery was over and now all she could do was wait. As Susan rearranged herself on Emily's lap, she soon fell back to sleep. Resting her head on the wall, she soon also closed her eyes and drifted into a fitful slumber. Waking with a jult, Emilt remembered where and why she was at the hospital, but when she looked at the clock she saw she had only be sleeping for 45 minutes, sighing the person next to her caught her attention. Detective Aimes? "Detective Aimes? What are you doing here" she new her voice was guggy from sleep, and thats when she remembered she hadn't brushed her hair or even changed out of her summer sleeping shorts and tang top. A blush soon was to her cheeks as she looked down to what she was wearing, drawing a soft chuckle from Detective Aimes.

"Please call me Paul, Emily." he said softly, "And it doesn't matter what are are wearing or how you look. You came when your friend needed you most, that's what counts" he said admiration laced every word. Another brush crept to her cheeks as she looked at him.

"Thank You" she said softly as she rested her head on top of Susan's. "You didn't answer my question Paul, why are you here?" she asked hoping not to sound rude but that worry was gone as he smiled at her.

"Well I wanted to see that you got here safely, plus I need to ask some questions to Megan when she can tell me the answers" Plus, I wanted to see you again. She new she imagined the last part of the sentance in his eyes, she smiled.

"Well we did and I am sure Megan will do everything she can to help, as will I" she said, holding her chin high as he gave her a questioning glance. "I am a laywer, I mostly work in abusive relationships, or cases like this one, and I plan on giving Megan the family discount and being her lawyer" she said, as she looked to her palms.

"Family discount meaning, 100 percent off the price, right?" he asked, giving a small nod he sighed. "You know its not your fault right, Emily? You know you couldn't have prevented this." A small sniffle came from her as she looked up to him.

"But maybe I could have maybe if I would have asked more questions about the brusies on her arm, about the way she acted, about everything. Maybe I could have gotten them divoced before this happened, and now, and now more than ever since more little Susan has been so violated" she said as she swipped at a run away tear.

"Emily, blaming yourself is like me blamming myself for every cop which has died or been shot for every miss lead I have given them, but trust me it makes no differance, You have to give all your worrys, all your luggage to God and let him carry it" he said touching her arm, looking back at him, she sighed. He was right of course.

"I know but its so hard to have faith in God with the work I do, I see what people can do to there familys and it tears me up inside and I know God didn't make the earth this way, and now that it has happened to my best friend I am just not sure how my already thin faith is going to make it" she said as she closed her eyes, feeling his hand wrap around hers, she sighed and squeezed hard.