Hey guys, sorry that I didn't get a chance to post last weekend or the weekend before! The weekend before I was pooped out from the shittiest vacation in the universe (you had to cross a two inch deep a foot wide, as long as the entire beach, patch of slimey green algae with who knows what else before you got into the swimming area and then the deepest part of the swimming area was litteraly twelve inches at best! And there was litterally nothing to do there besides torture the baby fishies or try to gatch 'Great White'. The only good thing was the ice-cream shop.) So yeah, I was recovering...

Last weekend, my friend dragged me out on a charity run - of which we came across a pair of goldens that looked and acted exactly like the two goldens what we had to give away two years ago... - and we only raised twenty dollars and then she kept dragging me away from my computer whenever I started to type the chapter... And I had a final yesterday in a summer college driving course that my mother signed me up for that I didn't want to do (I want to sleep in during the summer but I've had to wake up EARLIER than I do for scchool; which is saying ALOT!)

So back on track... Work's been good, I aced the final, my driving test is on the 18th of september, and I can't wait for school to start. Here's the next chapter (I'm gonna kill my brother in two seconds if he doesn't shut the fuck up cuz I'm at the end of my patience - which is surprising sence I hardly get this mad) and I hope you all like it. Next chapter will be the full trial!

Please review! This'll have two or three more chapters - depending on how long the trial takes - and I might put up the first chapter of my Half Prince Crossover story this comming weekend. Thanks for the support!

Feng P.O.V.

We had the best time in our lives hanging out with Mairi and Kate and I'm glad that I was able to meet them and help Mairi, if only a little. It took my mind off of the trials and the rapes even if only a little. When morning came however, reality came crashing back; I would have to meet Andrew again, face to face.

When Sammy knocked on the door of the cabin that I'd ended up crashing in, I ignored it in favor of rolling over and burying my head under the pillow. I wanted to sleep in for as long as I could and keep the memories at bay for as long as possible; which was entirely futile at that point now that they were in my head. I might have mostly gotten over it but it still hurt; kind of like a scar.

Did you know that people with previous injuries that scarred can sometimes feel the weather changing and other anomalies? I found that in one of my grandmother's books right after my rape. I read it from cover to cover even though it was boring and I related it a little to the rape. While the wound was healed I can still feel it.

"I know you're awake, Feng," Sammy called knocking on the door again; this time louder. "We need to get back to the hotel and get changed and we also need to get Mairi and Kate back to their parents' place before…"

She was cut off by someone, probably Sara, and I heard the sound of something that must've hit her head and a muffled 'not that subject, idiot' and some more thuds. I turned over again and rolled out of bed, putting on my discarded clothed. I walked to the door and opened it to see Sammy, Sara, and Kate grappling with each other on the floor.

"And I thought we were all getting along," I joked, raising an eyebrow like I'd learned from a certain person who I wish never to see again but that is a futile wish and I know it, even now. "Well I guess I'm going to take Mairi and the boys and we'll leave you guys here without breakfast."

"Lunch," Sara corrected me standing up and brushing herself off leaving Sammy and Kate on the floor. "It's already twelve twenty three."

"Shoot," I mumbled raising both eyebrows and looking at the clock on the wall of the cabin to confirm what she said. "Then we really need to go."

"No shite Sherlock," Sammy mumbled throwing Kate off of her and getting up. After helping Kate up, she received a smack to the back of her head from said person. "Hey!"

I laughed and walked off arm in arm with Sara while they started fighting again. "So what's gotten into them?"

"Nerves," Sara replied and didn't elaborate any further after that. She didn't need to…

"So what're the boys up to and where's Mairi?"

"Mairi is trying to round up the boys," she said smiling gently. "Hopefully it'll keep her mind off of you know what. She hasn't had as much time to get over it as you have and now that I know about it I can see that you're still affected by it, even if you try to deny it."

I just rolled my eyes and went to go help Mairi. Before I found her, I ended up walking straight in to my second most hated person in my life; he got promoted after Isaac started treating me slightly better and I learned certain things about him.

"Move it," I grunted trying to get around him, but he grabbed my arm and dragged me into the nearest room – the broom closet ironically enough… How many movies have I seen that closets are the place where so much unfold; even in some books as well? "Let me out, jackass."

"We're talking," Dante said letting go of my arm only to position himself in between me and the door. "I'm going to prove to you that I'm not a cold hearted murderer like you think I am. Now ask me any question you want and we're not leaving here till we're done."

"You do realize we have to be outta here in about twenty minutes to have enough time to get Mairi and Kate back to their parents, get to the hotel and take showers, get dressed and the trillion other things we need to do before the trial?" I snapped charging him – not the smartest idea ever I'll admit – to try and get past him.

"Yes, now stop wasting time and starts asking questions."

"No, I want breakfast!"

"It's lunchtime."

"I only just woke up so technically its breakfast. I want to break the fast that I've been in thanks to sleep."

"Then ask the goddamned questions!"

"Not until I eat asshole."

"Here, have a muffin," he said handing me a napkin that held a blueberry muffin coated in sugar crystals. "And no, I did not poison it."

"Are you a stalker as well?" I glared. "How do you keep finding out all my favorite foods and then getting them to me?"

"I'm observant," he sighed exasperated. "Being a stalker and being observant are two different things. Anyone would notice these things given the amount of time we've shared the same house."

"Barely even a month," I pointed out.

"I'm more observant than most people, I'll admit," he said shrugging his shoulders. "It comes with the line of work."

I rolled my eyes and bit into the muffin – it looked too good to resist. "Why did you kill Sammy's cousin?"

"He was involved in fraudulent business," Dante answered without hesitation. "He was ripping people off then going back and stealing what he'd sold them and sometimes he killed them if he was caught."

"Then why not hand him over to the authorities?" I asked glaring at him suspiciously.

"I did but they refused to call an ambulance – which I'd left a note telling them to – and so he bled to death while they were carting him to jail," he said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"The Ambassador from Paraguay?"

"I caught him in the midst the act of murdering eighteen children of various ages, gender, and heritage. Only way to stop him was to shoot and the ambulance took forever to get there because the person I'd told to call it didn't call it and left it to some passerby to find his body."

"That Governor in some region of France?"

"That wasn't me who actually killed him if you read the journal. My partner in that investigation shot when he wasn't supposed to. Learned my lesson the hard way: never take a partner because they always mess everything up."

"What's your actual job? Isaac said that you worked for Dad's company under Isaac's branch of it but I didn't find you anywhere on file when I hacked the databases."

"I work in a secret part of the business that I am not allowed to disclose. You'd have to ask Isaac about it. You might be able to get it out of him if you act nice to him for a whole day, make him his favorite meals, give him lots of presents, and guilt trip him into it."

"I'll be doing more research on you and if I find that you lied, I will make you regret it. I know where you sleep."

"Good thing I sleep with my eyes open, Princess."

"One more thing," I stopped him as he went to leave. I wanted one more answer from him and that might've been my only chance to get it from him. "Why did you go after Andrew and why did you send Mairi to me of all people? Wouldn't a therapist have been better?"

"I can't tell you why I went after Andrew; I don't even fully understand it myself. As for Mairi...I don't think a therapist would've helped her at all. They wouldn't understand what she went through as well as someone who'd experienced it as well and who'd survived it. Plus, you'd had experience with the same guy and the same tricks and I knew you wouldn't turn away someone who needed you even if you tend to like to be alone with only the people you've known for a while and trust."

"Oh, so that's why… Hey! That's not true! I try to get along with people; it's just that they don't want to hang out with me!" I yelled at him as he slipped out the door. I chased after him. "Listen here, you jerk! Don't walk away from me!"

"I'm not walking away from you," he laughed back at me. "I'm running toward the safety of numbers like any sane person would."

"Jackass!"

"Seems like you two are getting along much better," I hears Sammy mumble and then curse as Sara hit her in the back of the head. "What is with people hitting me on the head today? I'm not a punching bag!"

"No, you're a cute punching bag," Isaac joked coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her.

I stopped my chase to turn towards them. "Hey, you're not supposed to be that lovey-dovey just yet! Wait a couple dates before you start making out in public, will you?"

They just rolled their eyes at me while David laughed, coming from the opposite direction with Mairi.

"Good we're all here," Sara said taking charge. "Now we can get going so we can get ready for the trial."

When we finally got to the court, there were over twenty other girls who were huddled together on one side of room in the seats with their families. As Isaac and Mairi's Dad went in first – we'd picked up Mairi, Kate, and their family up while we were on the way – followed by the rest of us with Dante and David taking up the rear. When we walked into the room, all the heads turned towards us – probably wondering who the hell we were as we walked to the front row on the plaintiff's side where Mairi, Sammy, and I were supposed to sit as witnesses.

I could hear the muttering, even as Dante blocked me from the view of everything else. I heard a gasp from Sammy and turned to see Mom and Dad walking into the court room. I stood up in shock – they were still supposed to be on their vacation.

"Feng Hua, how dare you keep something as important as this from me," my Mother screeched; it was so loud that even Dad had to cover his ears or risk them bursting. "You are grounded, you hear me? Grounded!"

"Ying, calm down," Dad said putting his hands on her shoulders. "This can't be good for the little one."

"Don't you dare tell me to calm down, Richard Maximillion," she screeched even louder, earning even more stares. "Your daughter kept this trial from me; a trial of which I have a right, as her mother, to be at! In fact, isn't there a law or something saying that a legal guardian has to be here?"

"Ying, darling, please?" he begged weakly as he noticed all the stares.

"Fine, but she's still grounded for life," Mom huffed.

"Love you too, Mom," I muttered before putting a smile on my face and going over to hug them both and ask how they were doing.

"Morning sickness is still the bitch I remembered from you," Mom grumbled. "Though, I think this time's worse than last; must be another girl."

All the mothers in hearing range grimaced in remembrance of their pregnancies.

"All stand for Judge Clarisse Rhode," One of the guards said as soon as everyone was seated in their seats. We all stood again as a woman in her late sixties with pitch black hair and startlingly blue eyes in judge robes walked into the room.

Andrew was brought in – they brought him in after the judge so that she could calm the crowd if needed – and the trial commenced.

This chapter was just over two thousand words - it would have been longer but some asshole kept interupting me during my relax time today after I finished the final * and wanted to do nothing but write cough*littleshitofabrotherwhoissad lytallerthanmeandiwanttokill *cough*... So yeah...

Hope you all liked it and please ignore my foul mood - it will be solved after I read maybe thirty fanfictions before bed and change a few things in my crossover and a good nights sleep and booby tapping my brother. Please remember to review and thanks for reading!

Sero