Chapter 47

Scott's POV

I followed Leroy to the door. He opened it only to find a package on the doorstep, there was a note on the top of the box. I looked down the hallway and saw Ryan waving at us as the elevator doors closed.

I took off towards him, and just as I got to him I growled loudly as he smirked at me because the doors shut in my face.

He is lucky.

I went back over to my friend then I leaned down and picked up the small box. I growled as I went into the kitchen, I gave the note to Chris to read while I opened the package.

I grabbed a knife and cut the box open just as Chris flips open the note.

"I'd like to show you how much fun my wife and I had while we rekindled our marriage." Chris read off what the letter had said. I threw the box against the wall finding another box inside this one. I took the note from him so I could read it myself.

"Rekindled? What does he mean by rekindled? He fucking raped her. He gave her heroin so she wouldn't fight him off of her." I muttered to myself as I re-read the note over and over again.

I felt a nudge in my side, I looked to the person who elbowed me but Chris was looking straight ahead. I looked myself only to see Brooklyn picking up the contents that were inside the box.

He must not have taped the box he had inside, because now they were on the floor where the box landed. Numerous photos were laying on the ground, Leroy picked one up and instantly turned it over. I took a step and picked up a few pictures, only i wish I hadn't saw them.

He took photos. This sick bastard had her in different positions as he fucked her. It's official, fuck asking him questions, I'm ripping his dick off and shoving it down his throat, just like in this picture he sent for her to re-live.

I heard some rummaging in the living room, I followed the noise. When I entered Brooklyn was sitting on the couch, the tv on and the remote in her hand.

Tears streamed down her face as she sat frozen on the couch. The sounds of grunting on the television is what brought my gaze to it.

I had to do a double take when i saw her face on the screen. She hit fast forward then hit play then again and again and again until she reached a specific point. I cringed when I heard his nose break, now I understand why it looked more crooked.

Her hand was trembling as she watched him grab the silver knife, she had no idea that that knife was doused in oleander. I heard her take in a deep breath, like she was back in that bedroom all over again.

When I saw him force his member into her moith I grabbed the heaviest thing I could find and threw it as hard as I could at the tv screen. Problem was,all I did was cut off the video but the sound was still playing. So I strode over Nd yanked the cord from the wall almosy pulling thr outlet itself out from the force.

Brooklyn's POV

I felt like I was going to be sick. Going through that was one thing, but to see it happen? I looked like a whore who was asking for it, no wonder he took pictures and recorded it! He wanted to relive the thrill over and over again.

I see why Zena won't come back, she hates me too. And deep down, even though he says he isn't. I know that Scott is upset with me. I would be upset with me.

The shattering of the television screen made me quickly jump up from the couch and bolt to the bathroom down the hall. I closed the door behind me, locked it and went right for the toilet.

I felt like I was spewing out nails, with each upheaval that came out, so did more tears, shame and disgust over what I had just seen made me feel more sick with myself that I ever have ever before.

What was worse?

Scott saw it.

How could somebody be so cruel?

"Brooke, can I come in?" I wiped my mouth with some tissue paper, my throat was burning from what I just did. I stood up flushed the toilet and went over to the sink.

Scott knocked on the door this time. "We can file a report to station if you want?" I turned the water on and washed my hands.

"I think we should call them. You should have called them the first night he came over baby." I placed my hands on the sink basin while letting out a breath. I knew he was right, but what are they going to do now?

"Please speak to me!" I heard him sigh.

"Scott, what point is there?" I asked him.

"The point is to make him pay. And with him behind bars he won't have a opportunity to bother you or show up just in case no one was here." I sniffled.

"Had I left already and you had showed up with him at the front door what woukd you have done?" He asked me. "You had Tyler, you couldn't have defended yourself properly." I nodded my head at what he was saying.

"You are gonna have to call my doctor! I did not go to the hospital." I whispered and leaned against the wall before deciding to sit on the floor.

"He logged everthing he did after I brought you in!" I brought my legs up and folded my arms on my knees and rested my head on top of them. I heard him pressing things on his phone then I heard ringing.

"Ask for a female cop please?" I asked his softly just before someone picked up.

"Duvall County Police Department how may I direct your call?" The voice faded down the hall as Scott walked away.

**********

A while later after the police had came and took our statements, they filed the report and finally granted a tresspassing warrent on Ryan seeing as the last time one was filed was the day he took me.

"Did you see his face?" I heard from the kitchen, I was sitting in my room putting clothes away. My door was open, and Leroy wasn't being werewolf friendly.

"Yes. I don't think that cop believes that she was raped. In fact he seemed to be enjoying the show when the video was presented. That's why I had him step away while his partner finished watching it." Chris added, yeah that was what I thought too. Up until he brought the knife out everything seemed like it was just a casual sex video.

"I see why she thinks he hates her." I leaned agasint the dresser. "But anybody can see that he loves the hell out of that girl." I smiled to myself.

"Hey you," I jumped and looked up. "Why are you so red?" Scott chuckled and cupped my face with both of his hands.

"No reason," I looked down.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, I nodded my head then bit my lip at the oddest craving that suddenly hit me. "What is it you want?"

"It sounds gross!" I admitted and looked back up at him.

He chuckled and raised his eyebrow in question. "A tuna fish sandwich with chocolate milk."

"For lunch?" He asked me, his face made a disgusted look then he masked it, I narrowed my eyes at him briefly then gave him a smile.

"Well it's a step up from pickles." He chuckled and kissed the top of my head. He let me go and walked past me and out of the room.

I finished putting things away and I swear once I closed my dresser drawer Tyler's head popped up from the bed. He made a noise and started crawling to the end of the bed.

I went over and snatched him up before he reached the end of the bed. "Where do you think you are going mister?" I asked him and he giggled when I tickled him.

"Guess what buddy, mama will be home before dinner tonight!" He clapped his hands together once then smiled like a crazy person. This was definitely Bailey's child, no doubt about it.

I tousled his hair and left the room with him, I went over and into the kitchen where Chris, Leroy and Scott were at.

"Does he want chocolate milk with some type of fish too?" Leroy asked while looking at the bowl of tuna Scott was mixing together.

"Probably just the milk," I looked in the bowl before dipping my finger in it and tasting it. "Add mayonnaise." I murmured my cheeks turning a little pink.

A knock sounded on the door. Chris pulled out a gun so fast from his waistband that I felt like I had whiplash. A gunshot suddenly echoed in my ears when the flashback of my dad getting shot flashed before my eyes.

"Jesus Christ man, put the pistol down." Leroy's voice chimed in my head making me blink.

Chris dropped his defesive position, but only slightly, and walked across the room to the door, he looks in the peephole before he put his gun away.

I stepped behind Leroy upon seeing who was at the front door. "Thank you for coming!" Chris said.

"Why are they here?" I whispered to Leroy and tugged Tyler closer who was munching on a cracker Scott had given him.

"They were there. They have to speak to them." Scott answered for Leroy.

"And Rick?" I looked away when he looked over at me.

"He was the one who told Kevin and John!" I looked at Scott in utter disbelief. I knew Rick, that just wasn't him. He wasn't the nice guy, he was an arrogant rich boy with mommy issues and he was a pervert.

"He offered me to him!" I whisper-yelled at him. A low growl escaped him, fur ran over his arms as his muscles tensed up.

"I'll be in the study, Leroy!" Scott tossed the spoon he used to in the bowl before storming off. Was he really leaving me here with them?

"Do I have to be here?" I asked Leroy. He turned around shaking his head.

"We can come in here, you go in the living room with, him. I'll bring you your food." He walked with me into the living room, Kevin was the only one to smile my way but I pretended not to notice.

I placed Tyler next to me with some toys then put on a random cartoon that he seemed excited about as I went to pass it.

A couple minutes later Leroy came in wearing a look on his face as he held out the plate as far away from him along with the my cup of creamy chocolate goodness. He had a sippy cup hooked to his belt by one of it's handles.

I giggled taking the plate from him and placed it on the coffee table. I then grabbed the glass and the sippy cup from him.

"Cuppy!!" Tyler yelled seeing as I didn't hand it to him the second it was in my hand.

"Damn, pissed off cub. I'm leavin!" Leroy bolted out the door. I sat back down and gave Tyler his cup. I grabbed my plate and and ate happily while watching some weird cartoon about vegetarian zombies.

By the thirty minute mark I was getting tired of watching it and tried to change it to a different one but Tyler screamed everytime I picked up the remote control.

"You are gonna stop bossing me around like you are your mother or something!" I muttered and put the stupid cartoon back on, I just turned it down a bit.

I picked up my phone when it dinged. Scott sent me a text message. "Is it safe to come out?" I shook my head, and perked up my hearing some. It would work when it wanted to, same with my healing. I get why the wounds Ryan gave me haven't healed yet, it had something to do with the blade, but my senses are even being affected now.

"I'm not sure. Come sit with me and watch this cartoon with me so I don't have to suffer alone!" I could feel a bit of amusement through the bond. He sent me a smiley face emoji and left the conversation at that.

I leaned over and laid my head on Tyler's little lap. He giggled and put his hands on the side of my head while kicking his feet.

"Does aunty Brooke got you?" Tyler giggled more when he heard his grandpa.

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest hearing him, I haven't seen him since that night.

I sat up quickly, my dad had a wrap over his upper left arm, I could tell it was also wrapped under his shirt too. I haven't been by to see how he was doing because of everything going on around here. And seeing him now I can tell that he was really injured.

"Daddy," I got up and picked Tyler up because he was known for falling head first off of anything, and walked up to my dad. "You are still hurt." I ghosted my fingers over the red stains on his shoulder where the bullet went in.

"But I'm still alive, that's all that matters." He smiled at me. I locked my eyes with his and his eyes scrutinized mine for a second.

"That's different. He brushed his thumb under my right eye then looked over at my left. "How is, Zena?"

I shrugged and leaned into him, I didn't want to hurt him so I did not really put pressure in the hug.

He, however did. "I thought he killed you!" I told him, dad just wrapped his good arm around me and Tyler tightly in a nice warm hug.

"And I, you!" He replied. I released a shuttering breath. I pulled back when I smelled Scott's cologne near by, Tyler reached out for my dad wanting him to hold him, but it was obvious he was hurting and couldn't.

Dad looks over his shoulder, I peer over a bit to see what he's looking at. "Why is there a human and a council member here?" He turned back to me.

I glanced at Scott who nods once. "Scott, went and got them. They are old friends from the war?" I looked at him in question to see if I was right about that part, and he nodded his head at me.

"Oh yeah, what branch? I remember you telling us when we hired you on as her bodyguard." Dad asked as we made our way over to the couch.

"Dark ops! We met durring the Cold War in the 80s!" Scott took Tyler from me then snached up the remote and changed the cartoon with no screaming from the little tyrant in his arms.

I looked at the remote then to the tv, then at Tyler and back again at the remote. I did that i know three times before I glared at my nephew for being a traitor.

I picked up the bowl of pineapples Chris brought in. I didn't even ask for them but it seemed he knew I wanted something sweet and this sticky sweet fruit was doing the job perfectly.

"C..n ....ell him?" I rubbed my head at the garbled mind-link, it even made my vision blur for a second while I was coming through. ".....lyn?" I felt a snap in my head at the end of that one and it hurt.

The bowl of pineapples slipped from my hand and fell into my lap the juices from the fruit splashing up onto my shirt, chin and lower cheeks.

I rubbed both of my temples to ease the sudden headache I got. "Whoa, everything alright?" I nodded my head. The bowl was removed from my lap and sparks covered one of my hands. He pulled it away then kissed the spot I was rubbing.

"Did I cause that?" He murmured into my ear then kissed my temple again, sparks shot all over my body from that area making my entire body feel electrified. I gave him a small nod and he pulled me closer to him. "I'm sorry!"

"It's fine, I am fine." I reasured him. He grumbled something i didn't hear and kissed my head again.