Tyler's POV
I stared at Dave's fave as he laid unconscious on the hospital bed. He has been out for going on two days and I'm honestly scared. The doctor told us that not only had he been raped but beaten within a inch of his life more then once. When he came in he had four broken rips, a broken ankle, and a broken wrist. He also had deep cuts on his chest and down his legs. The doctor said he had a good chance but there is no telling how his mental state would be. If he came out of this without any mental problems or scars on his mental state it would be a miracale.
"Dad." I heard the quiet whisper. Looking towards Dave I smile slightly. "Hey, don't move I will go get the doctor."
He nodded, closing his eyes.
I mind linked the doctor as well as Jace, Carson, Sara, and Michael.
The doctor was the first to arrive. When he walked in he immediately went to checking on Dave just before everyone else walked in.
"He's healing quite nicely. His bones are taking a little longer but it shouldn't be to much longer before he's back to normal. Dave can I ask you a few questions."
He nodded, slowly, but never opened his eyes.
"Do you know what year it is."
He sighed, "2017."
The doctor nodded. "Do you know how old you are."
"10." He whispered.
The doctor nodded, again, while writing something on his clip board.
Jace rested his hands on my shoulder and started rubbing. Our eyes never left Dave's as the doctor continued to ask him questions. Once he was done we let Michael have some alone time with him while we talked to the doctor.
"He remembers everything but that doesn't mean he's out of the clear. I'm going to keep him here until he completely heals then have a psychological talk to him. I heard one of the elders are good with that so I will get a hold of him and see what he thinks. You can be in the room but I'd advise only one of you. He's going to be asking some pretty personal questions about what happened and I don't think he's going to like the crowd."
We all nodded and watched him walk away after saying our thank yous.
Dave's POV
"No, don't, please." I yelled, trying to fight them off but I couldn't. They were to strong.
"Come here you little faggot. I'm going to teach your dad's a little lesson on what happens when you fuck with me." He said, gripping my arms hard. Laying me on a bed I felt as they handcuffed to to the headboard.
They had already beaten me and stripped my naked. I didn't know how many times I had passed out today from either the loss of blood or the pain all together but I know if they did what I thought they were going to do I wouldn't be able to take it.
"No, please." I whispered, barely pulling on the cuffs. My eyes were blurry and I was having a hard time keeping them open.
"Time to have a little fun."
I sat up screaming and breathing hard. Two pairs of arms tried to lay me back but I just fought them off. I started crying, scared of who the people in the room were.
"Dave, Dave, calm down its just me." I heard Michael say. He pulled me into him a shushed me as he rocked us back and forth.
I cried into his shoulder, still imagining the abuse all in my head. I could still feel the lashes and the punches they inflicted on me. I remember the pain and how scared I was.
"Your okay now." Michael whispered in my ear.
I shook my head. I still remember what they told me when they left me by the tree barely alive.
"Don't worry, you will be seeing us again soon. After we kill off all your family I will make you my personal slave."
I cried harder as I heard a bunch of feet running in.
"He passed out for about an hour before he started thrashing around then woke up screaming." I heard my dad say to the feel who I'm guessing are papa, and daddy.
I heard a collection of sighs before I felt hands on my back. I couldn't help but flinch when I first felt them but relaxed a second later.
"He's going to come back." I whispered, shaking slightly.
"And when he does he's dead." I heard Daddy say then felt a kiss on the head.
"Are you hugry baby?" Papa asked.
I nodded but didn't say anything more. Michael told him yes for me then I heard everyone walk out.
"We are alone now." He said, pulling away slightly.
I wiped my face with my hand and sighed.
"Dad said they want you to talk to a shrink. The doctor said he wants to make sure their isn't any mental damage."
I sighed. "So they are trying to say I'm going to go psycho."
He chuckled slightly. "No, they just want to make sure your okay."
"I'm fine just scared." I said, laying back on the bed. "When they dropped me at the tree," I teared up, remembering what he said. It kept replaying in my head like some broken record. "They," I swallowed a sob.
"They what?" He asked, wiping my face off.
"They said," I closed my eyes and whispered it softly to him.
He gasped then pulled me in his arms. "Your going to be okay. We are the most powerful pack and the biggest pack on the planet. They aren't going to take you again."
I cried in his shoulders, shaking. "I love you." I whispered.
"I love you, to."