"The little girl's confession will be a big help, he mother will definitely be going away for a long time." David noted.

"She's a fucking psycho" Reese growled, the type of people like Marian Sterling made his blood boil, it was people like her that he'd have no problem holding at gun point and playing Russian roulette with.

Who does that? To their damn kids of all people?

Reese always liked kids but he had a motto that went with them: if you can't take care of em' don't have em'. It was that simple.

"Yea, we don't need a test to figure that out" David grumbled as he sent the recording to his team.

Reese caught the red shirt Simeon wore in the corner of his eyes, turning his head he saw his friend descending the stairs.

"Have they calmed down?" he asked,

"Yeah, they're asleep right now..." Simenon's voice was a dead giveaway to how tired and frustrated he was. "I can't believe her!" he hissed, the words of his sister kept replaying in his head, that monster that gave them life was the dark cloud over their heads for a long time, now she was gone and a burden was lifted from their shoulders but what she left in her wake was nothing but broken dolls, and all for what? Her so called perfection.

Reese stared at his friend, watching as he shook but he couldn't decipher it was from anger or sadness.

He got his answer when he saw Simeon collapse on his knees and started to wail, looking next to him Reese saw that his boss had disappeared, thanking him silently he went to his hurting friend.

He pulled him up and placed an arm around him, allowing him to cry as much as he wanted.

Reese knew that Simeon and his siblings would need a lot of therapy; they were used and abused then destroyed. They all carried an enormous amount of baggage that he hoped one day would not drag them down. He looked forward to the day that they all could truly smile and be whomever they choose.

The buzzing in his pocket got his attention, pulling out his phone Reese saw an urgent message from Ben. Opening it he saw that it was a video but what Reese didn't expect was for the audio to so loud.

The scream tore through his phone speakers; a young boy probably around age sixteen was on the screen screaming in agony as Marian stood a distance away from his lashing out with a whip in hand.

"I thought I raised you correctly..." she sneered each word as she beat young Simeon with the whip.

"To think you've been running around with that hussy!" she stopped for a moment breathing deeply, trying to rein in her temper. "I watched you, I watched you for weeks with that tramp, and I said why not, you're young and you youngsters change your mind about a girl the minute your penis gets the satisfaction it wanted" she laughed shaking her head as she looked at Simeon.

"You disappoint me Simeon; you were actually falling in love with that trash! Someone like her will never become part of this family...girls like her are only after one thing."

It was not long before Marian's rage boiled over once again and the whip came down onto Simeon's bloody back causing the boy to scream.

Simeon glared at Reese's phone; the video brought back a memory of someone he wished he never met. His mother was right, the girl was only after one thing and it wasn't his heart or even him; the monster just waved a few hundred in her face and he was no one to her.

"Was that on the camera?" Simeon questioned monotone as he composed himself.

"Yeah, how it is that no one in this neighborhood heard her doing these things to you guys? It's fucking disgusting" Reese scowled.

Simeon chuckled darkly, "she had a torture room built."

Reese sighed, "Where is it?"

"Through the kitchen, door next to the counter, as for why no one heard, it's soundproof, we'd scream and cry for help for hours down there and no one would come to our aid. We were trapped."

"How long Sim?"

"For as long as I could remember."

The next few hours were spent with Simeon telling Reese all of his and his siblings dark secrets while David listened in. There were long breaks where Simeon would find himself reliving what happened and broke down, in those moments Reese would always console him.

During those hours David had called a team of investigators and had a group take a look in the 'torture room' while another group went to dig up the deceased Nicholas Sterling and another search the entire house. To say that their presence caught the attention of a lot of people was an understatement. The media was stationed outside of the gates as well as neighbors from near and far, the crowd was unbelievable.

Simeon however went into quick action making sure that his mother's lawyers would not be representing her since she was officially broke. He called his father's lawyer and best friend and had him come over right away, in a jiff he also was on the phone with his father's PR team having them do damage control on whatever rubbish the media came up with to posts.

During all the madness the Peters decided to come.

"My god, what's happened?" Joanna Peters gasped as she rushed across the threshold of the Sterling mansion.

Simeon stared at her blankly; he didn't have the time to deal with her, her pig of a husband or their disgusting offspring.

"That's none of your business" he replied sharply.

Joanna's eyes widened at the tone the boy took, he was always so polite and humble, nothing like the rude boy she saw in front of her.

"No need to be so rude darling, I was just worried" she said nervously.

However Simeon knew she was anything but, she wanted something to gossip about.

"Listen here, I don't want to be in contact with any of you, frankly I don't ever want to lay eyes on any of you again and that is exactly what I told your depraved son when I bashed his face in" Simeon's eyes grew dark as they bore holes into Alaric. As the saying goes if looks could kill Alaric would also be leaving the Sterling mansion in a body bag as Nicholas had.

"How dare you, you have no right to speak to us like that!" Donovan objected.

"Your son nearly raped my sister, there's no way in hell I'll allow her to marry him"

"But you'll marry me right?" Abigail grinned as she batted her eyelashes.

"I would never take you as my wife you brat, all of you get out."

"We have a contract" Donovan stated smugly, Simeon laughed at his desperate attempt.

"No, you and Marian have a contract, my sister and I haven't signed a thing and seeing that Marian has absolutely nothing you are out of options to save your dying business, now get the hell out before I have your son be Marian's cellmate" Simeon snapped.

The West family fled from the mansion like they were being chased by a wild animal.

Simeon sighed, shaking his head; he swallowed the lump in his throat as he climbed the stairs. His mind was a mess but he couldn't break down, he had to keep it together for his siblings, but he couldn't help but wonder.

Am I doing a good job dad?